The students in the back mountain are still busy searching for their true souls, like flies in glass bottles, fearlessly crashing into any direction where there is light, slamming their heads on the wall, waiting for their vision to be clear, and then crashing into another light source as if they never remembered the pain.

But even if these inner disciples are so ruthless and attentive, it can't change the reality that their progress is constantly lagging behind.

At this time, Yang Fan realized that he should take the initiative to do something.

As the first warrior to find the true spirit and leave his name on the pavilion in the back mountain, he didn't find it difficult to find the true spirit.

So after that, he devoted himself to swordsmanship cultivation.

The "Supreme Sword Book of the Heavens" obtained from the Xu family is broad and profound, and it has a fatal attraction for young people who love swords.

Flipping through the sword books that were several feet thick, it seemed that he was talking to those boundless and powerful swordsmen of the Xu clan, this experience was too mysterious, and Yang Fan even entered a state of selfless cultivation for a while.

When he came back to his senses, there were already dozens of names and surnames carved with vitality above the pavilion, and most of them had the same surname in common.

This made Yang Fan a little curious, so he stopped his cultivation and began to observe the reason why the Tang Clan disciples were able to surpass the inner disciples.

And soon, he found the clue.

Although the disciples of the Tang family are from the same school, they can see the traces of teaching according to their aptitude, and the exercises they practice are very complicated, in addition to the Gengjin Gong method of the main lineage, there are also those who practice the way of the sword, the way of the art and the trickery of the side door, and the complexity is comparable to the scattered martial artists who gather together in the north and the south.

But such a complex martial arts source did not prevent them from finding the true spirit, and the selfless guidance of the Gainda people.

And looking back at the group of disciples who stepped on the cloud ladder to worship the inner courtyard, the lonely and hardworking figure, it seems that it is really a little sad.

So Yang Fan found the disciples who had carved their names on the pavilion and continued to preach on the Tang Clan's side, hoping to persuade them to follow the same method to help the inner disciples on the other side who had no way.

For the first senior brother of the inner courtyard who engraved his name, the Tang disciples were all respectful, but they were a little hesitant about the other party's request.

The Tang disciples led by Tang Tianyu proposed that if the inner court disciples who were not inferior cashiers at that time were willing to apologize to the Tang disciples, they might be able to ignore their previous suspicions and let them come over to observe.

Yang Fan brought the attitude of the Tang clan back to his side, and told the attitude of the Tang disciples, most of the disciples in the inner courtyard did not even hesitate, they ran to the Tang clan, bowed and apologized, and then stood aside honestly, listening to the lessons discussed in the small circle.

Sometimes they nod, sometimes they muttered, and more often they moved between different discussion circles.

Sometimes when I looked down and thought about bumping into the disciples of the Tang Clan, I would never return the words in the face of cold ridicule, but accompanied by a smiling face, and hurriedly rushed to the next small circle, which was so humble that it made people feel distressed to look at.

The disciples of the family will never understand the desire of the wandering warriors to improve their martial arts.

What is face, don't say that you just apologize in person, but as long as the other party can let them know how to find the true spirit, what does it matter if you kneel and kowtow.

Dignity and glory have always been just games that can only be played by those high-ranking disciples of the family and the true lineage of the sect, and for these young people in the inner door, using everything and passing the first lesson assigned by the dean is the most important thing.

......

"These kids are so lucky. ”

This is the first thing Tang Kuan's trusted Zongzheng Tang Kuan said when he came to the top dean's office.

With the death of the former Zongzheng Tang ancestor in the battle of the Tang Dynasty, Tang Kuan, who served as the head of the Beishan Academy, rebuilt the Tang ancestral hall and the ancestral hall in Xiling, and led tens of thousands of people on the Beishan Mountain to Xiling for resettlement.

Now he is a mainstay of the Tang family, deeply loved by the clan, and he came to the Wushuang Academy this time to meet with Tang Luo and ask about something that he couldn't figure out.

"It's just that if you have the intention of recruiting disciples, why don't you choose from the Tang disciples first, now in Xiling City, there are cultivators, and there are still more than 20,000 people between the ages of eighteen and thirty. ”

Holding on to the window, looking at the inner courtyard disciples who were mingling with the Tang Clan's disciples in the back mountain, Tang Kuan sighed: "Since the back of the family, it is always the strength of the family after teaching. ”

"The mountain chief thinks that Tang Luo opened the Wushuang Inner Courtyard and recruited disciples in order to strengthen his power?"

Although the person in front of him was already Zongzheng at this time, Tang Luo still called him in the old days, and his words were very close.

The old man couldn't figure this out either. ”

Tang Kuan turned his head to look at Tang Luo, the battle body of the martial arts king in the world, full of natural mysteries, looking at this most outstanding junior of the Tang clan for thousands of years, his eyes were full of puzzlement: "If it weren't for that, why would you open the door wide and accept so many disciples with foreign surnames." ”

"Because Nishiga is too small, and I want too many things too far. ”

Tang Luo walked to the side of the bed and stood side by side with Tang Kuan, overlooking the small shadow moving like ants in the back mountain, and said quietly: "If we only focus on the development of my Tang clan, it is impossible for us to get to that point in our lifetime." ”

"Can you do it by relying on these people with foreign surnames?"

Regarding this statement, Tang Kuan obviously had a different opinion: "If you are not of the same clan as me, you will eventually have different intentions, if you need help, the children in the sect can be brought to the back mountain." ”

"A big mess like Xiling still has to be managed by the mountain chief, and there is no one under him to do anything. ”

Tang Luo smiled and waved his hand in thanks, "Besides, this is just a small experiment, I just want to know, when the Xihe warriors' perception of the world changes dramatically, is it possible for them to become different people, become... Someone who bears some resemblance to my memory..."

The second half of the sentence was said very lightly, and even Tang Kuan didn't listen to the tangential, so he subconsciously asked, "What?"

"Nothing. ”

Tang Luo smiled and waved his hand, leaning his upper body out of the window slightly, letting the cold wind blow on his face, as if immersed in this coolness.

Looking at Tang Luo's appearance, Tang Kuan knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he spoke again: "Now we have rebuilt the ancestral shrine and ancestral hall of the Tang clan in the suburbs of Beicheng, and set the second day of the second month of February as the public memorial day of the Tang clan, and all the adult clansmen of the Tang clan will sacrifice the elders and relatives who died in battle in the sect. Although it is inconvenient for your identity to be revealed now, I still hope that you will be able to attend that day. ”

"Is it a memorial day for the Tang clan to raise the dragon's head, it is a good meaning. ”

Tang Luo, who was squinting and enjoying the cold wind, replied: "Jieshi must be on time, and it should be time for the Tang clan to return to Xihe." ”

"It's not just about participating. ”

Tang Kuan reminded in a deep voice: "Now the people gathered in Xiling are almost ninety percent of the disciples of the Tang Clan, especially on the day of the public memorial day..."

"The mountain chief is relieved. ”

Tang Luo turned his head with a reassuring smile on his face: "The sky is falling, I will hold back." ”