Originally, there were more than 30 students in the church, but now there are only 16 of them left, and since many of the students have left, the remaining space has become a little loose.

Those teenagers and girls who take the initiative to give up may not be suitable for learning tattoo books, and those who don't have the courage to learn it generally can't learn it, which is the so-called test of people's spiritual courage, but then again, since they don't learn this subject, they will also adapt to other disciplines, and in general, there is naturally a suitable one for them to cultivate.

"Let's go, save me a lot of money and take care of everyone's learning progress"

The white-bearded old man breathed a sigh of relief, and the content he taught was much easier, after all, there were not so many people, and the pressure was naturally reduced a lot.

If there are many people, sometimes it is impossible for him to take care of every student by himself, and the effect of teaching will have a certain effect.

Now there are only 16 students, and the quality of the teaching effect may be better, and I would rather have fewer people and better results than more people.

The white-bearded old man's sleeve robe waved, and one by one the tattoo books fluttered down and landed in front of Mu Fan and them.

"The book in front of you, there is no text in it, some are just texture diagrams, and some things deduced from these lines can be regarded as passing the first level," the white-bearded old man said lightly.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sound of such a scene, if a tiny needle falls into the ground, can be heard, and it can be seen how quiet the atmosphere in the church is.

"Moreover, the texture of each book is inconsistent, but there is one thing in common, it is the same low-level spiritual book"

The white-bearded old man said this, everyone was moved, and looked at their tattoo book curiously, although it is the lowest level, but for their own current shallow and frivolous strength, it is already the brightest hole card.

"When you succeed in summoning the pattern, it will be different, but one thing is for sure that it belongs to the first-level pattern, which has no lethality, just as a show-off."

As soon as the words came out, everyone suddenly recalled the scene of the collision just now, understood a little, and asked, "Mentor, is that tiger head a first-level pattern just now?"

"That's right, the pattern is imaginary, the second-level pattern is half-virtual and half-real, and the third-level is real."

The sixteen teenagers and girls nodded in confusion, it seemed that none of them understood the meaning, and one of the students reacted a little quickly, and continued to ask: "What about the next four levels, five levels, or even higher?"

As soon as he asked this, a gray color suddenly appeared on the white-bearded old man's face, and he paused for a while, unable to answer, as if he had encountered a problem, and another student spoke: "Tutor, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, if we can evoke a first-level pattern, it will be very remarkable."

"Let me tell you, I'm in the third level of the Dou Pattern, and I can only teach the spirit book of the first to third level of the pattern, and with my current ability, I can't touch the level four or above the pattern."

The questions raised by the students, as a tutor, did not give an explanation, and felt a little embarrassed, and found that they had a fly in the ointment, because of their limited level, they looked ugly in front of the students in the church.

In order to avoid this ignorant topic, the voice turned around and said: "To call out the image, it takes three steps, first to understand the lines in this pattern book, the second step is to read the formula, and finally the picture is the picture, if it is successful, you can call out the pattern, do you understand?"

The student nodded, and the white-bearded old man said lightly: "Let's open the page and take a look."

When these words fell, everyone opened the tattoo book with a quick hand, looked at the content of the simple tattoo line, looked at it for a while, and then they looked at each other's tattoo book again, and found that it was the same as what the white-bearded old man said just now.

Looking at those lines as if they were meandering, unable to find the source and the end, Mu Fan frowned, dizzy, and his bitter expression seemed to be nerve-wracking.

The others were no exception, each burying their heads in hard work, secretly shaking their heads and sighing.

After looking at the lines on the page, he couldn't find the beginning, and looked at the white-bearded old man with a consultative gaze, who understood their meaning, smiled and returned the salute, saying, "Don't hit this main thing, serve your own bowl."

"You just reveal a little bit of information, we think about the method ourselves, besides, the first time we touched this thing, we don't know where to start, let alone understand" Mu Xiaoran wondered.

"Yes, we don't let you teach all of them, if we can't even learn a little chicken feathers, we won't follow you, go to the churches of other mentors, teach us something else, and then your place will be empty" Mu Yue also spoke.

Tsuruyo also continued, "Well, other teachers may concentrate on teaching."

"The tutor is to teach the students, otherwise, this title is in vain"

One finished speaking, and the other talked to the same as above, sixteen students, only Mu Fan and Mu Yan'er were a little quieter, and took the lines on the pages of their tattoos seriously, this attitude could not escape the eyes of the white-bearded old man, he glanced at it a few times, smiled lightly, and then moved away, and said bitterly: "Please don't embarrass me, do this for your own good."

"Shh

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the boys and girls raised a faint sneer on the corners of their mouths, even if they don't teach, they will be good to them in turn, can it not cause a lot of ridicule?

"In your eyes, maybe it's ridiculous, but if you like to laugh, laugh if you like."

The white-bearded old man has the heart to teach them, but from another point of view, he taught them if he didn't understand it at first, and then he encountered a problem later, so he didn't often teach them?

In the long run, cultivating self-consciousness on the basis of self-realization will be of great benefit to the future, that is, to be responsible for their future path.

"Don't be discouraged, take your time, there is time for you to explore," said the white-bearded old man.

When the students heard this, their hearts were immediately comforted, no one was tired anymore, but they raised their mental state, and a wave of confidence poured out, because in their philosophy, even if it is difficult, as long as there is enough time to ponder it slowly, I believe it will come to fruition!

After saying a few words of comfort, everyone suddenly got better, and it looked like it was a little effective, and the white-bearded old man smiled and said, "Let's take a look for yourself."

The student adjusted his mentality, obediently looked down at the lines, and the atmosphere quietly quieted down under the concentration on studying the lines.

The white-bearded old man sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, shivered, held a pipe, and swept his eyes down from time to time, looking extremely bored, and finally yawned a few times, squinting his eyes slightly.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, two hours passed, and the students were still staring at the lines on the book, although they couldn't understand anything, their serious attitude was not shaken.

"Suzu, Suzu..."

The bell from the outside covers the entire South Garden, the bell tower is built in the center of the South Garden, and it will automatically ring when the clock starts, when the bell of the bell tower rings, it means that the day of learning is over.

Disturbed by the ringtone, the white-bearded old man slowly opened his eyes, stroked his white hair, laughed awkwardly, and said, "Don't be surprised, I can't change this problem, it's become normal."

The white-bearded old man has taught many batches of students, but he has been almost in the church, sleeping in a sweet dream, this sleepy problem, has become a common family meal, although the first time to give a bad impression to the students, but after more and more contact for a long time, I found that he is really cute.

The student's gaze was withdrawn from the book, and the tattoo book was closed, and he slowly looked up, looking at the white-bearded old man who had just woken up with a look of contempt.

"Let's go back with the tattoo book, and come back tomorrow."

As the words fell, the white-bearded old man stood up, and since he had not yet fully woken up, he blinked and walked out of the church with a crooked step.