On the anvil mountain, there is nothing to do for ten years, a group of juniors carry a pair of sliding rods to run all over the mountain, the old hexagram master who is proud of the spring breeze is also true, but the picture of the building is painted in great detail, the mountain gate of the house is integrated with the mountain, and the pavilions and pavilions are flowing into the landscape by themselves. The golden-armored god seemed to have evaporated from this world, neither went to the sword washing cave to disturb Ren Pingsheng's sword practice and sharpening his sword, nor did he create any trouble for the group of old and young people running all over the mountain.

Ren Pingsheng was no longer at ease, and he couldn't resist the master's chatter, so he had to promise to report to Fangliang Daoist Academy according to the originally agreed time.

From now on, I'll be a reader too!

Seeing the bustling crowd by the dog track lake from afar, Ren Pingsheng thought.

A pair of men and women waiting at the intersection in front of them, the man in a brocade dress with big sleeves, was Shen Gongjie, and the stunning woman who had not been seen for several months, wearing a water-blue bandeau seemed to be a little bulging. This man and woman stand together, although Shen Gongjie likes the boundless Hu Tianhaikan, in fact, as far as the two of them are separated, it is better to talk than to have nothing to say.

Seeing Ren Pingsheng walking slowly with an ebony sword box on his back from a distance, the couple of men and women instantly stopped the topic, and it was rare to say in unison: "It's coming!"

As soon as the words came out, they both realized that this shouldn't be the sound of greeting people from afar!

Fortunately, Ren Pingsheng didn't mind this kind of unintentional mistake, so he only smiled faintly, and made a gesture like a scholar, "I've seen Senior Brother Shen." ”

turned to Li Xilian and said, "Don't say a word, you will be sneaky and beautiful." ”

Li Xilian's pretty face was disgusted and slightly red, "I haven't come for so long, where are you going to kidnap a little sister in purple?"

Shen Gongjie was cold, a little embarrassed, and said dissatisfied, "I said, you sisters and brothers can be jealous of this, isn't it interesting?"

"It's my cousin. Li Xilian immediately corrected, "Childhood sweetheart, no." ”

"Oh, okay. Shen Gongjie rubbed his head vigorously, "It turns out that a fairy-like beauty like you is not uncannibalistic." It's a pity, the ploughshare is sad......"

As soon as the words came out, Shen Gongjie knew that he was speechless. Li Xilian was intentional and reacted greatly: "What's wrong with Zhou Cheng?"

Shen Gongjie was about to make amends, but he didn't know how to start, so he simply pretended to blame, "I'm here to pick up the little junior brother, why are I talking about other people's affairs?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled, and the wind was light. Li Xilian came to the Taoist Academy, if she didn't set off a bloody storm among these young men, it would be abnormal.

"Senior Brother Shen's flying sword when he first revealed it is unforgettable? There are few sword cultivation in this area of Xiqiao Mountain, and your swordsmanship must be shocking. "Ren Pingsheng is not good at finding words, in the bloody battle in Yaoshan, this flying sword saved a thousand sticks, and the red-faced and Cheng Cheng's wandering scholar made him very impressed. I have only seen that kind of flying sword technique only two or three times, and I have never forgotten it in my heart.

Shen Gongjie looked sneaky, looked left and right a few times, and said in a thief-like tone, "Except for you and me, senior brother and master, few people know about this matter; ”

"It's cousin. Li Xilian corrected, she was not interested in swordsmanship, but she was very serious about the relationship between her childhood sweetheart.

"No problem," Ren Pingsheng replied briskly, pointing to the ebony sword box behind him with his backhand, "It's just, can you find a place where no one is there another day, and ask my senior brother for more advice?"

"It's easy to say," Shen Gongjie's eyes lit up, such a little junior brother, he couldn't ask for it. Usually in the realm of Luoma City within a radius of several hundred miles, it is really difficult to find someone who knows how to feed the sword and ask the sword!

The tall scholar in a green shirt came quietly and said with a smile: "It's okay for senior brothers to learn from each other, but you have to pay attention to proportion." Little junior brother, your swordsmanship is good, but the murderous aura is too heavy, and you can't control it when you come out. If you deliberately restrain your murderous aura, you may not be your opponent Senior Brother Shen. ”

"Big brother, long time no see. Ren Pingsheng said with a smile, if you have shared the spoils and cut people together, there is no need to still salute in that sour manner, but in the second half of the sentence, he suppressed some voices and said, "I will enter the school today, how will the master test me, can you reveal one or two?"

Fang Mao said truthfully, "What the master is worried about now is how to teach you. However, he asked me to bring a sentence in advance, the Taoist academy has a free style of study, and the same teacher can also have different knowledge, but it is just a matter of going to the house to expose the tiles, and you can't do it. ”

Ren Pingsheng glanced at Li Xilian, turned his head and sighed, "My cousin will never say anything bad about me." ”

Fang Mao's face was embarrassed and he stopped talking.

Followed by Lei Zhenyu, Zhang Bian, and Chang An, three old acquaintances who had been in the First World War in Yaoshan, came over one after another, and met the little junior brother one by one. In addition, there is also the beautiful woman Rong Liuren who has a flowing fist intent, and the big boy Zhong Zhenshu who is hiding behind Rong Liuren.

Ren Pingsheng thought it was very interesting, and smiled at the big boy, "Senior Brother Zhong is good." ”

Zhong Chengshu was taken aback, and said, "I...... I'm young, so I'd better be a junior brother. ”

For the first time in his life, Ren Pingsheng was greeted by so many people, and he couldn't greet him a little, so he didn't care too much about this kind of status, just smiled. In the eyes of many fellow disciples, Lei Zhenyu surprisingly changed his cold arrogance and became a little more enthusiastic, "I learned that the Taijiquan sword that Xilian practices on weekdays was created by the junior brother, which is very good, very good." If you have free time on weekdays, I can help you punch and feed you, and by the way, I can help you check and fill in the gaps. ”

The words were not very comfortable in Ren Pingsheng's ears, if he was familiar with this Tieliu Yi's attitude towards his classmates on weekdays, he would know that these words should actually be a great honor for listeners. Ren Pingsheng's lukewarm reaction, in fact, was quite unhappy on Lei Zhenyu's side, but they were all classmates for the first time, and they didn't break up unhappily.

What's more, many students of the Taoist Academy have already heard a lot of legends about this little junior brother from Shen Gongjie's mouth, Zhou Cheng, Ma Xiaoyan, Zhong Li and others flocked to him, and Ren Pingsheng was instantly surrounded and overwhelmed.

They're all readers!

Ren Pingsheng sighed a little for no reason, on the Mountain of No Return, throughout his childhood, he and those who read were incompatible. At this time and then, among the scholars under the mountain, there is a feeling of the stars holding the moon.

Every year, Fangliang Daoyuan has young handsome people from all over the state, and even a few people who come across the continent to study, and this year will naturally be no exception. However, what was surprising was that Ren Pingsheng was not placed in a freshman class, but was in the same class as Zhong Chengshu, Zhou Cheng and Ma Xiaoyan, who had been in school for three years, and Shen Gongjie, Lei Zhenyu and Chang An were of a higher level. And because Li Xilian was transferred last year, the current class is a new class last year.

Since it is called a Taoist academy rather than a school, the starting point of teaching is naturally very high, not only will there be no enlightenment courses in the country school, but also will not focus on the inheritance of a family of knowledge like the various academies. Tao is much higher than learning. Therefore, the cultivation of Taoist monasteries is far from being as simple as learning.

In other words, those who can enter the Fangliang Dao Academy to study are by no means the talented people who are admired by mortals in the world, but those who have some kind of talent for entering the Dao on top of the academic talents of each family. Compared with the Changqing Daoist Academy in Nadahe Prefecture, Fangliang Daoist Academy feels a bit high and has a strict door, mainly because the latter never takes the initiative to go to various places to select students, and also sets a very high threshold for scholars. The Evergreen Academy itself has a high threshold for recruiting students, but it has opened enlightenment schools and academies at all levels in many places, and selects disciples from these academies and academies to enter the academy for further study.

In contrast, it seems that the Evergreen Taoist Academy has given more opportunities to secular students.

At that time, Li Xilian was considered a step-by-step transfer, and it was nothing, but Ren Pingsheng had jumped two levels in a row, which had never been heard of since the opening of Fangliang Dao Academy. So in less than half a day, the name Ren Pingsheng was already well-known in the Taoist Academy, causing public disagreement; among them, many people were not convinced, eager to try, and more, they were just curious about where this son was sacred, and which school he was proficient in.

Fortunately, Ren Pingsheng never mentioned it to anyone, and he didn't even go to school for a day.

When he first arrived, Ren Pingsheng didn't know how many suspicious and jealous eyes he attracted when he slowly walked into the lecture hall of Class A. In the first class, the class was taught by a short old man in ragged clothes with long and disheveled hair. In Ren Pingsheng's eyes, the guy on the podium has the bearing of teaching in the Taoist Academy.

No wonder the beggars in the city of Luoma are extinct, it turns out that the Liangdao Courtyard of the running party came.

The old teacher who is not inferior to the beggars on the street regardless of the form and god is talking about the Qi of the ancestor of Nanhua. There is no need for books, the old gentleman's eyes are slightly closed, and he looks drowsy, but he has been shaking his head slightly and rhythmically, and he has words.

"The name of the husband is the wind. It is the only thing to do, and the action is angry. The fear of mountains and forests, the tricks of the big trees, like the nose, like the mouth, like the ears, like the fir, like the circle, like the mortar, like the depression, like the dirty. The agitator, the stalker, the sucker, the caller, the reader, the eunuch, the bite, the former sings in and the followers sing, the wind is small and, the wind is big and, and the strong wind is empty. And the tune that is not seen alone is tricky?"......

Thirty students in the audience sat in a precarious position, listening attentively, some turned the books on the desktop from time to time, and some people listened to it, and fell into contemplation, and they had to learn from Mr. Shaking his head, with an intoxicated face, as if asking the sound of the book and entering the artistic conception of the book.

At the beginning of his life, Ren Ping felt fresh and curious, and he could concentrate on it, staring at the old teacher's every move, waiting for the explanation. I never thought that the old guy just blindly endorsed the book, from beginning to end, word by word, and never added the slightest explanation. The key is that the voice of the old man's endorsement is like talking in a dream, and the voice is still thin, if the ear is normal, he can barely hear the words clearly. Fortunately, Ren Pingsheng's hearing is different from ordinary people, which is not a problem for him.

The problem is that anyone who sits in a closed and quiet classroom, listens to a sleepy old man's dreams, and can still stay awake and not doze off, must be ruthless.

Ren Pingsheng was ruthless, but this time he was completely asleep, not only asleep, but the slight and even snoring, accompanied by the buzzing sound of the recitation, contrasted with each other, one after another.

The more than 30 classmates were even more ruthless, none of them dozed off, but they were meticulously holding back a smile and holding back a hard time.

Everyone is very experienced and waiting to see a good show. Some kind of heroic scene accompanied by miserable screams is commonplace in Class D and Class B. Even Zhong Chengshu, who was already in awe of this later "senior brother", did not have time to carefully introduce the academic characteristics, temperament and temperament of the masters to Ren Pingsheng.

However, to everyone's disappointment, until the end of class, the harmonious scene of snoring accompanied by dreams has never been broken. When Ren Pingsheng was awakened by a commotion like a duck leaving the cage, a spirit was excited, but he found that the sloppy teacher who walked off the podium, with a pair of confused eyes, happened to look this way. Looking at each other, the old teacher just nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and then got up and left.

Fuck, this is a reader!