Liao Wangfeng, rain painting pavilion.

Hong Shenghai ran to the Yuhua Pavilion twice in three days, making Chen Wuyu unable to play chess in peace, so he really couldn't resist him, so he had to agree to give him the Hun Tian Yin that had just been successfully cultivated.

Hong Shenghai smirked, rubbed his hands excitedly, and kept praising Chen Wuyu for his generosity, and his eyes made Chen Wuyu feel a chill. They are all hundreds of years old, and they are still like teenagers.

"Sect Master of Qiqi!"

An auditorium disciple came to the pavilion, and Chen Wuyu said, "Say." ”

"On the main peak of Lingxi, some students gathered together as if they were going to do some 'cram school', and the disciples were afraid of making trouble, so they came to report to the sect master. ”

"Oh?"

Chen Wuyu said expressionlessly: "What do you mean by cram school?"

"Back to the sect master, it was Zhao Qian and Fu Donglai who recruited a group of students, saying that they wanted to help them remediate the courses taught by their masters, and they wanted to pass the literary ......exam."

Hong Shenghai said with a smile: "What kind of moth is this kid doing, cram school, he came up with it!"

Chen Wuyu waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal, let them go." ”

The disciple hesitated and said, "The disciple is afraid that the students will teach privately, and it will be inconsistent with the etiquette." ”

Chen Wuyu frowned and said, "Is there any precept in my Lingxi Sect that prohibits students from learning from each other?"

"No, but ......"

"Nothing!"

Chen Wuyu said slightly: "Zihan, I know that you and Honglin are friends, but you have crossed the line by doing this!"

Zhang Zihan was drenched in a cold sweat, he didn't expect that he and Zhu Honglin were friends The sect master knew about the trivial matter, and even called the disciple guilty.

Chen Wuyu sighed: "Zihan, do you know why my Lingxi faction is different from other major factions, and I have to draw snakes and add one more literary test?"

"I don't know. ”

Chen Wuyu said slowly, and Zhang Zihan suddenly woke up after saying something.

It turned out that seven hundred years ago, when the Lingxi Sect was still on the rise, it made a big joke.

According to the usual practice, every thirty years, the largest secret realm in Qizhou, the ruins of the Jixia Royal Court, will be open to monks below Jindan, and the entire Qizhou Great Sect family is qualified to come to the secret realm to explore and seize treasures. Seven hundred years ago, Zhou Chengtian, the great disciple of the Battle Hall, passed five levels and killed six generals in the secret realm, and finally found a treasure land, but because he only concentrated on cultivation and didn't know anything about the common sense of the cultivation world, he missed two thousand-year-old spirit plants, and took them off from others under his nose, and he took an ancient spirit weapon as a treasure.

The sect master could see it clearly outside, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and after he went back, he let him be locked up in the cultivation pavilion for a whole year to make up for the common sense of the cultivation world.

In fact, there have been many absurd things like this kind of buying and returning pearls, and each time it is a lesson of blood, so the Lingxi faction learned from the pain, not only extended the general education class of the students, but also added a literary test before the annual martial arts exam, which made the missed Lingzhi and other oolong incidents gradually become fewer.

The rise of the Lingxi faction is not unrelated to the addition of the literary test.

Like Zhao Wei's behavior of "being a good teacher", Chen Wuyu can't wait for the more the better, how can he think that Yu Li is not in harmony and suddenly abolished?

This kind of thing of choking and wasting food is not done by a wise man.

After the disciple retired, Chen Wuyu said with a smile: "This stinky boy, he also said that all students can be qualified, and there is no such precedent for my Lingxi Sect literary test for seven hundred years, which is really a big breath." ”

After a pause, he beckoned a secret hall disciple and said, "You go and tell Zhao Zhi that if he has the ability to let every student pass the literary exam, the student Lin Shang will give him credit!"

The disciple was shocked, but did so.

At this time, the Hun Tianyin was also taken by the disciples of the secret hall, and Hong Shenghai snatched it away, and without saying a word, he turned into a retreat and flew away, for fear that Chen Wuyu would snatch it away from him.

"This old boy!"

Chen Wuyu scolded with a smile, and after pouring himself a drink, he hummed a little song and leaned on the rain painting pavilion, suddenly feeling lonely.

......

"Hey, everybody, listen to me!"

Fu Donglai, who was standing on the Lingxi Yuntai, said arrogantly: "Look what this is?"

The students looked at the jade talisman held high in Fu Donglai's hand and looked at each other.

"You're all optimistic! The sect master sent a secret hall disciple to personally spread the word and support Senior Brother Zhao to open a cram school! If you can compete and everyone passes the literary exam, Senior Brother Zhao will be able to stay in the name of the student forest!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and after a closer look, it was really the case, and seeing that the sect master had spoken, then they still doubted Zhao Yuan's ability?

I saw Fu Donglai holding up a big wooden sign, on which five big characters were written crookedly:

Lingxi Tutoring Class!

There are also a few lines of small print below:

The Lingxi tutorial class is specially designed for students who do not have a firm knowledge of the cultivation world! First come, first served, each student only needs to use grinding stone powder and red flame sand as a bundle! You read it right! You read it right! You don't read it wrong! You don't need spirit stones! You don't need to hand over the elixir! Senior Brother Zhao can exchange grinding stone powder for the same price, and you can listen to the 12-day cram school for free! First come, first served! Come and sign up!

Everyone looked at the slogan of this thunderous man and asked in confusion: "Do you want to use grinding stone powder to make a bundle?"

Fu Donglai explained: "That's right, that's the case, we don't need spirit stones ...... this cram class."

Talking eloquently, just like the radio salesman in Zhao Yuan's previous life, it attracted countless students to come and see the excitement for a while, and within two days, more than 80 students had signed up.

Fearless Peak, Zhao Qian looked at the list of hundreds of students with a smile, even if he collected one or two grinding stone powder by himself, it would be ten catties, enough to make hundreds of dragon slaying bullets.

But there were too many people, and the stone room was too small, so Zhao Cheng had to choose another place, and it happened that the academy could teach in the martial arts field behind the Chaoyang Hall that the academy had drawn for itself.

Early the next morning, the martial arts arena was crowded, the students were holding paper and pen one by one, looking forward to it, Zhao Cheng deliberately changed into a student uniform, with his hands behind his back, holding a jade slip, and standing in front of everyone in a regular manner.

Hundreds of eyes looked at Zhao Zhi in unison, Zhao Zhi was not stage frightened, and snorted coldly: "The rules of the class, Donglai has explained it clearly?"

"Clear-Chu-It's"

The students responded with two sentences, and two students exchanged heads and laughed.

"You two!

The two laughing students were stunned for a moment, so they had to come out of the ranks, and Zhao said with a straight face: "I repeat again, my class, no laughing, no sleeping, no distraction! ”

Although Zhao Zhi was taken to Southeast Asia when he was young in his previous life, the instructors there were even more brutal, and the slightest deviation in his memory was a beating, so Zhao Zhi knew how to make this group of teenage boys listen to the class honestly.

First of all, you can't be hung up on your clothes, and you must have the appearance of a teacher, and you can't call him by his name among his classmates, and he must call Zhao Cheng a teacher, and the troublemakers and sleepy people will be kicked out directly, anyway, the students have asked Zhao Cheng for the literary exam, so Zhao Cheng doesn't care at all, but it is for their good.

"Got it?"

"Understood. ”

"Class!"

"Hello Master—"

Only then did the students become serious, saluted Zhao and sat down, listening to Zhao Yuan's lecture in a proper manner, and everyone had a pen and paper in their hands to sort out the knowledge of the past year.

Zhao Cheng first gave the students a look at the history of more than 20,000 years of cultivation, and drew a whole string on the stone slab densely

......