Nothing to say all night......

Zhang Qinghe got up early in the morning, put on the green clothes of the students he received yesterday, and tied a dark sachet around his waist - needless to say, it was the storage vessel he chose, and he planned to go to the morning class.

The master who received the morning class today was Xu Jianshan as expected.

The classroom was spacious, with a capacity of three to five hundred people, and each person had a low table in front of him, and a cushion under him to kneel.

People came in one after another, but they didn't say anything loudly, and their friends nodded to each other without talking too much.

Students above the Fa level can choose to study on their own or follow the arrangement of their masters, while students from Daoji and Guiyuan can choose to do their homework in the morning and evening according to the regulations.

Of course, at this moment, the students above the Fa Xiang, except for those who stayed in the courtyard for some reason, I am afraid that they all went to the East China Sea.

Xu Jianshan stepped forward, faced all the beings, glanced around, and when he saw Zhang Qinghe in the front, he nodded slightly, and started the class.

The content of today's morning class is "Pingzi".

Pingzi is the second-generation saint of Chang'an Juku, and he is a student of Shouyongzi.

In Xu Jianshan's words, this great virtue who is known as "son" is now a real close immortal, and he is one of the three patriarchs who are still in the world in Chang'an.

It's just that for various reasons, this old sage doesn't know where to travel in the Middle Heaven Great Realm.

Those who are close to immortals are called the Great Sage Realm, which is the last realm beyond the Upper Three Realms, and they can be used to mediate between breaths. Compared with the Ninth Realm Saint Realm, it was a world of difference.

However, the saint realm mentioned here is not an honorific title for some great cultivators in Chang'an Juku.

Since the sage is the end of the Nine Realms, and the Xiantang Dynasty has established the country for more than 5,000 years, the master who has studied certain academics to the extreme and has made great contributions is called a sage or a sub-sage.

Holy, in the Great Realm of the Middle Heaven, not only represents the realm of cultivation, but also the meaning of the extreme.

Pingzi asked humane, and Shouyongzi said: Shuntian's ear. If it does not violate the heavens, the vegetables and animals will also be developed, if it does not violate the heavens, the kings will also ......."

Pingzi said: God is brilliant, respect the three respects and shepherd his people. How can the herdsmen get it? The prosperity of the people is not good for the emperor. The decline of the people is not good for the emperor. Woohoo!

......

Zhang Qinghe listened carefully to "Pingzi" for a while, his face changed from serious to a little serious, and the whole book expresses the view of Shuntian and God, which is in the same vein as Shouyongzi, and even surpasses it.

In a world where knowledge is distorted, and the gods above the heavens are all that kind of thing, it seems quite reasonable for such a book to appear.

Xu Jianshan elaborated on Pingzi in detail, and sorted out the governance of the country, his voice was subdued and frustrated, his expression was cold, and a few students who couldn't keep up their spirits had to open their thirsty eyes.

It turns out that fishing in class has nothing to do with whether or not you are an immortal cultivator.

"Okay, that's all for today's lesson, you should study well. Xu Jianshan saw that it had been out for some days, and raised his voice.

He glanced at Zhang Qinghe, who was still in good spirits, paced back and forth a few steps, and made a decision.

"Now let's talk about the practice, and today we're going to talk about the basics. Guiyuan students who encounter confusion in the practice can stay and wait for the Q&A after class, and those who have nothing to do can leave first, and Daoji students can stay. ”

Xu Jianshan first elaborated on the clear system, and then asked students to answer questions.

Zhang Qinghe listened very carefully, in such a world, when you can't resist, you have to try to understand.

Understand them, but try not to be them.

"Cultivating the Nine Realms of Immortals, why is there a difference between the upper, middle and lower, Xu Shaolang, you have to answer. ”

The student, surnamed Xu, was a thin and freckle boy who stood up resignedly, and was one of the few people who had been dozing before.

"Mr. Hui, the lower three realms have just entered the cultivation, the main grinding aura, the middle three realms are already in the smooth path of the immortal road, the main cultivation of the soul, as for the upper three realms, it is a great realm of writing books and sayings, feeling the morality close to the gods. ”

Xu Jianshan's tone was slightly soothed, and he put down the ring ruler.

"That's right. ”

"He Shaolang, you come to solve the three realms. ”

"Mr. Hui, the lower three realms are Daoji, Guiyuan, and Faxiang. However, the beginning of the path of human cultivation is not here. The beginning is the induction realm, as the name suggests, the induction of heaven and earth is full of spiritual power to moisten one's body.

However, when it comes to the Dao Foundation, it is to condense the spiritual power of Qi in the heart lake into a foundation, and cast the cornerstone of becoming an immortal.

The Guiyuan Realm is the Dao base polished and transparent, and the spiritual yuan is completely penetrated through the limbs and siblings.

And then to the Faxiang, it is already the Lingyuan who initially feeds back the soul, takes a view of the idea and conceives his own Faxiang God, uses the Faxiang to exert his magical powers, and shows his power with every gesture, to this point, it is almost safe to go out to practice and fight for his life. ”

He is a careful person, and the main points are delicate and transparent.

"Not bad. Xu Jianshan nodded.

He Shaolang's expression became relaxed and he sighed.

"But...... Little lady of the Li family, what did I just ask?" Xu saw that the mountain was like frost.

"Ah...... Mr. ...... "The little lady of the Li family stood up at a loss, holding the hosta in her hand that still needs to be finely polished.

"Hands outstretched. Xu Jianshan sighed.

"Mr. ......"

"Stick out!"

The ring ruler is specially made by Xu Jianshan, and there is a spiritual wit between the waves, even if it is a student who plays the style, it is indispensable to feel the intense pain of the flesh and skin, and the little lady of the Li family is a Daoji monk who was beaten to tears in just a few strokes.

When Xu Jianshan wanted to keep the hosta on his behalf, the little lady of the Li family was not happy, and she became stubborn in front of her husband.

Then he went down with more than a dozen rings, but he finally kept the "treasure" in his hand.

Xu Jianshan's face turned purple with anger, but Little Lady Li was relieved.

Xu Jianshan couldn't see a female doll crying in the classroom with pear blossoms and rain.

"End of class! The students who answered the questions stepped forward quickly!"

Seeing that Xu Jianshan's face was unhappy, a few Guiyuan Realm who had doubts did not dare to touch his moldy head, and after careful discussion, more than half of them left.

- If the rest of the students encounter real problems, it is fine, if they are confused because of their own carelessness, I am afraid that they will inevitably be scolded.

Zhang Qinghe also put the pen and paper in his pocket, got up and walked out of the classroom.

Several people who had been named for their casual morning class also gathered at the door.

"Qingluo, you are too powerful, you dare to grind the hairpin under the nose of the judge and gentleman, and you still keep things. The freckled boy Li Shaolang no longer had the submissive appearance in class, and danced excitedly.

"Well, the person who can make this girl hand over things has not yet been born. Dongzi, Muyang, you two are really righteous enough, the judges and gentlemen have all come to me, and no one has informed me, ah?"

Li Qingluo tugged at Xu Dong and He Muyang's ears.

"Loosen loose...... It hurts a lot ......."

"It's not like you have to sit behind me and wait, say anything to divert your eyes, I can't turn around no matter how much I have the heart to remind me. He Muyang retorted.

"I don't care. The girl's delicate face was written with arrogance.

"He's about to turn around from the East China Sea, this hairpin needs to be sharpened before his birthday, not only that, but I also have to ask a first-class refining master in Chang'an to beat it into a spiritual treasure." ”

Li Qingluo held the hairpin in front of her chest with both hands, her words were full of expectation and happiness, and even the arrogance was scattered on her face, and there was an inexplicable brilliance in her eyes.

"It's not the most beautiful hairpin in the world, but there's no hairpin that is worth its weight. ”

Zhang Qinghe smiled and walked past her, he had seen this kind of brilliance, it was clearly a love for his sweetheart, quite youthful.

"New face......" Xu Dong muttered quietly.

"It's good-looking. He Muyang looked at Zhang Qinghe's back, graceful and unconventional.

Li Qingluo pursed her lips.

"It's just a middle-class and upper-level asset, and it's not as good as Brother Luming's eleventh. ”

Xu Dong wanted to speak and stopped.

Xie Luming himself is not sour, you are done jealous for him......

"By the way, you all remember tonight's incident, we will see you when the Jade Rabbit arrives in Zhongtian. Li Qingluo said in a low voice.

"Are you really going?"

"Ah, don't be, Qingluo, how good it is for you to grind hairpins with peace of mind!"

Xu Dong and He Muyang's tones were filled with helplessness and fear.

"Not negotiable!"