The next day rose in the east, and on the other side of the forest, the morning seemed to be hazy all the time.

Suddenly, the young man woke up suddenly, sweating profusely, and in the dream, there was such a scene of broken mountains and rivers and fluttering winds, the shattered earth, countless creatures were buried in it, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood, like hell on earth.

This terrifying scene made the young man sit on the edge of the bed, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and his eyebrows were full of horror.

"Whew—why do you have such strange dreams?"

The boy muttered to himself, and after half a pillar of incense, he didn't think much about it anymore, and the little tengu suddenly ran out last night, screaming fast and urgently, biting his sleeve and pulling hard, the boy didn't know why, and the tengu finally couldn't move, and rushed out of the door first.

"Bang bang bang-"

There was a quick knock on the door in his ears, the young man got up, and after opening the door, he saw Kong Buyi standing outside the house alone, and when he saw someone, he spoke: "Grandpa asked me to ask you, are you still listening today?"

The young man thought for a while, but there was nothing to do anyway, so he said, "You wait for me and clean up the house." ”

Buyi stood quietly in place, the young man didn't know what he had packed, and when he came out, half a pillar of incense had passed.

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The children in the village began to learn from the age of three, and when they learned at the age of eight, they studied books by themselves, and asked the master if they did not understand something, because there was no need to take the test for fame or anything, just apply what they had learned, and they would not end up illiterate in the village, but they could all hold back three or two poems.

At this time, the private school was already full of children of different ages, and some of them were about to learn, and they didn't need to understand any profound truths in the thirty-two big characters on the left and right walls, and they would nod their heads if they knew a little about it.

The younger children, the old man sat on it, with books stacked in front of him, and he read them again, and the children kneeling below read them along.

When the boy came, she saw some women sitting on long wooden chairs on both sides of the road, talking and talking loudly, as if they were afraid that the people who were talking to her would not hear her.

There are also middle-aged people standing in the shade of the trees, watching the two old people play, as if there is an illusion, these people quietly observe Zijun, and then stop looking.

Everyone in sight has something to do, but the young man didn't see Xiangzi and Yang Ci, and he didn't know what to do.

In front of the old man's door, I saw Qingyang Yu standing on one foot, holding two bowls of water in both hands, the water was very full, and it would spill out if he shook it slightly, but I saw that he was holding it steadily, not a drop of water was spilled, and his eyes were closed, as if he was listening to the old man's lecture, but it was more like sleeping.

The young man didn't understand, and said to Kong Buyi, "What is he doing here?"

Buyi's facial expression did not change at all, and he said indifferently: "He entered school on the first day today, this is what everyone has experienced first, after a class, how much water in the bowl is left, it means how much knowledge is retained, and the master and grandfather know where to start!"

The young man rolled his eyebrows and said, "Is this credible?"

Kong Buyi didn't speak, walked over and said to Qing Yangyu: "Hey, the master is done!"

As soon as Qing Yangyu's eyes opened, most of the two bowls of water were spilled on the ground, and he panicked for two seconds at first, and then he didn't care, closed his eyes and continued to sleep with the rest of the water.

The old man in the room sighed, shook his head, and continued to teach.

Kong Buyi turned around and said, "Look, it's credible!"

The young man was speechless, and after a while, Kong Buyi took two bowls from inside, and took him to a well, this well is not big, the strange thing is that there is no bracket for drawing water, etc., Zijun took a look at the well, only to find that there is no water at all below, only some smooth stones, and there is such a line of words engraved on the outside of the well: "Knowledge on paper, such as sitting in a well and watching the sky, does not move an inch, but also dares to determine the truth?"

After reading the book last night, the boy recognized these words, and probably knew what they meant.

"What are we doing here?"

Kong Buyi said: "Fetch water!"

The young man was stunned: "The bottom is full of loess and sand and stones, dry and dry, where can I get water?"

Kong Buyi didn't speak, threw down the two bowls, and then pinched his hands into a not-so-good-looking orchid shape, and said something in his mouth.

The boy did not hear the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking, so he believed in the child's evil, and after a few seconds, two bowls flew out, filled with water.

The young man was a little curious about this magical scene, and asked, "What did you read just now?"

Kong Buyi rolled his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I teased you just now, haha, as long as this well is thrown into the bowl of the master and grandfather, it will be filled with water, do you really believe it!"

The young man nodded, and Kong Buyi said again: "Later, you must listen carefully to Grandpa's teaching, otherwise the water in the bowl will grow and run out, and Grandpa will say that rotten wood cannot be carved again!"

After taking the two bowls of water, the young man followed him to the door, and found that no matter how you shake it, the water will not spill, the master glanced at it, nodded, and Zijun also nodded.

The young man listened carefully, and gradually closed his eyes, this knowledge seemed to turn into a huge mana to impact the sea of gods, but when it came to it, it turned into a candle blowing wind, the young man enjoyed this feeling very much, unlike yesterday, last night never appeared in this kind of scene.

This bowl of water seems to have the ability to turn the virtual into reality, magnifying the inconspicuous thoughts in the heart, and it is clearly visible that in the sea of young gods, there is only wind and water, and everything else is blank.

"Hey, you've found out!"

When the boy opened his eyes, Qing Yangyu had already walked over and stood beside him.

"Found what?"

Qing Yang Yu said: "This water will move on its own, thanks to my strong strength, I suppressed him!" The young man saw the three-year-old child say this, a little awkward, before he could answer, Qing Yang Yu's eyes suddenly widened: "Ha, it turns out that you also have that strength, I thought I was the only one who had it, look at you effortlessly, how many layers have you cultivated?"

The young man didn't know why, so he said, "Didn't Kong Buyi tell you that if you listen carefully to what the master said, the water won't move?

Qing Yangyu laughed and said: "Harm, listen to that, it's not fun yet!"

As soon as the child spoke, two more spoonfuls of water ran out of their own and splashed on the ground, instantly blending into the ground.

"Oh no, I don't have much water left, if my grandfather knows about it, I'm afraid I'll be beaten again!"

When the young man saw the child's pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it, and said, "Come, I'll pour you some!"

The old man saw all these situations, nodded with a smile, and shook his head again.

Qing Yangyu's big eyes flashed, and he said happily: "Wow, big brother, you are really a good person, no wonder since yesterday, my sister has been thinking about you!"

"Am I a good person?" the boy asked, the child nodded desperately, but his eyes were fixed on the water in the boy's bowl, and as for his sister's sentence later, the boy liked the first half of the sentence more and automatically ignored it.

Poured most of the bowl of water to the child, he was still "competing" with the water, and Zijun now needs knowledge, so he listened very carefully, from beginning to end, not a drop of water spilled, what the master said, although it has been two or three years of learning children to understand, but their memory is good, after remembering in their hearts, they automatically and slowly understand, at the end of a class, these children are relieved.

Most of them are boys, relatively speaking, there are few girls, but they learn more seriously than boys, compared to this, they prefer to practice fighting and making trouble, no need to use their brains, and at the same time the cultivation of memory will also become better, so as soon as they have time, these children will change to kneel and sit, absorb the surrounding aura into the body, flow through the body's blood and blood all the time, transform the body, run it just to make him flow faster, the strong are respected, and their dreams in the future are to get out of here, and it is really unreasonable to say that they don't have a little strength.

And the girls are all followers, even if they don't practice, their strength will increase, and those who are more talented don't cultivate faster than some boys who cultivate, of course, this is just an example.

Kong Buyi looked at these people, as well as the few people who defeated him yesterday were also cultivating, although he was envious, he couldn't cultivate, he didn't know why, he was dissatisfied with this, so he rushed out of the door.

The young man put down the bowl of water, and the water in the bowl jumped out and melted into the ground as if he was alive, and he didn't think much about it, he was about to chase it, and the master said at this time: "Zijun, you come first!"

After hearing this, the young man came to the old man, sat down, and the old man said slowly: "In this world, there is never a shortage of life. ”

The children suddenly fell silent, and some of the children said, "Quiet, Master and Grandpa are going to tell a story, a new story!"

"Shhhh

The old man didn't care, and continued: "Once upon a time, there was an emperor in the north, this person was extremely lustful, the people were hungry, and he complained bitterly, because he colluded with the Nu tribe in the mountains, someone supported him, and he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and there were 300,000 beauties in the palace, and three out of ten handsome young women in the whole country were here, among them, there were robbed of them, there was a horse in exchange, there were "contributions" up, and there were born and grew up here. ”

"One day, a baby girl was born in a civilian family in a backward village, the baby girl was born on the day she was born, the fish and geese fell, the moon was closed and the flowers were ashamed, only three years have grown into a young girl, the beauty shocked the whole country, it can be called a disaster for the country and the people, this girl is strange, a pink fox tail was born after the buttocks, but the emperor is not afraid, coveting beauty, almost was hooked away from the soul, sent a strong man to fight, her father knew that this woman was not his daughter, so he traded for a building, three acres of fertile land, but her mother did not do it, fled with her everywhere, and was finally arrested, but the three-year-old heart, how to understand these, entered the palace, the emperor was very happy, announced the day of the wedding in the world, that is, the day when his mother does not cooperate with the beheading!"

"On that day, the fox girl was very happy, because everyone else took him as the center point, all flattered him, and strung around, the emperor wanted to use this to deter the fox girl, so that he did not dare to run around and dare not resist, when it came to beheading, the fox girl still did not understand, until the knife fell, the head fell, and the tears fell, the three-year-old fox girl suddenly broke out, the thunder and lightning were no longer exhausted, the mother of the fox girl was originally a beauty who was captivating the country and the city, and the supreme of the fox clan formed a bad relationship with it, so she didn't care, she suffered and suffered over the years, became yellow and thin, and the little fox girl had a blood vein that made the demon tremble, and the eight hundred-year-old tree-thick thunder fell, plus the previous tail, she became a terrifying nine-tailed lightning fox, the tail can be thousands of meters long, the strength is terrifying, starting from the emperor to kill, killing from the east to the south, and from the west to the north, killing a piercing, destroying a country, blood flowed like a river, and the song of death played!"

"After that, because this person was too terrible, he was killed by the powerhouses of other great powers, and the tail formed by the eight heavenly thunders returned to the nine heavens!"

When the boy and the other children understood, they knew that this was a sad story, and that it was the first time that the Master had told such a story, and one of the children was so pleased that he said, "Master, is there anything else?"

The old man smiled and said, "There are many more, but I don't tell you this story, Zijun, I'm telling it to you!"

The boy was stunned for a moment and told me what to say.

"Don't be in a hurry to answer, don't answer, what you feel in your heart is the best answer, I can only say what Kong Buyi experienced...... Hey, that's it, it's all over anyway!"

The boy was dumbfounded.

Two girls walked in the distance, the girl in red was attracted by Zijun, and she was puzzled, and said to the beautiful girl in the pale yellow dress next to her: "Who is that young man?"

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End of chapter.