365, smart people must learn to judge the situation
The scariest thing about this man is actually not his culture but his lack of knowledge. It turns out that Chen Zhi acted like a worldly master in front of the little girl. Now that he thinks about it, it’s really fucking ridiculous. After all, he came to this place and saw
Everything about him seems to be particularly ignorant, pure Homo sapiens surfing.
"Hmm! This is delicious." Chen Zhi exclaimed, holding an octopus leg in his mouth: "This tastes fresh, sweet and crispy, and there is no mucus. It's delicious!"
Brother Zhang smiled and served another portion of braised octopus and fried octopus tentacles. The taste and texture are different. Eating one kind makes you feel like you are swimming in the sea, and eating them all feels like swimming from the Pacific Ocean.
Arriving in the Atlantic Ocean and then stopping in the Indian Ocean.
"If I'm exaggerating, do you have any suggestions?"
Brother Zhang personally poured him a glass of plum wine, then asked with a smile: "Or is there any good way?"
"Actually, there is no good way. Experts always have a way to see it. It's normal for something to happen once or twice. If it happens a few times, you will naturally know that there is something wrong here. If you don't want people to notice it, don't do it in front of others.
Use it, this is the safest. Find a place to practice it secretly."
What Chen Zhi said was very sincere. He doesn't dare to play tricks now. At this time, sincerity is the surefire way. Those who play false will be taught how to behave. Although the other party didn't say anything, as a person with super spiritual awareness,
He is a genius, he has this feeling.
But Chen Zhi later chatted with Brother Zhang some more, and it felt like oh, not bad. If he didn’t have to be trembling and cautious when facing him, Chen Zhi found that Brother Zhang was quite interesting. He liked to laugh at himself,
He said that he had no knowledge, no culture, and no ability.
In response to this, Chen Zhi said "no, no" on the surface, but in his heart he cursed loudly. If such a person can say that he has no knowledge and ability, how can other people live? But the problem is that they look like
It's not like filling a cup, but Chen Zhi couldn't understand this kind of modesty, but it was really shocking. He thought that if he were him, he would wish to be famous all over the world. Playing a big name? Haha, don't talk about being a big name, he
If you were Brother Zhang, if you didn't let someone roll out the red carpet when you went out, it would be impossible for your feet to touch the ground, and you would spread it wherever you go.
"Senior, why are you going to school to be a teacher like this? Why do you think so highly of our humble spells?"
"I don't know how." Brother Zhang shook his head and said, "I have never studied and I don't understand anything."
I just said that I can't tell my fortune. The divination in the morning said that I can be emo, and now I am really emo. Chen Zhi thought this, but there was no reaction on his face. He just smiled dryly, and then said: "Then
Senior, you can ask me if you have anything in the future. I am Wudang Chen Zhi, and my magic skills are low. Thank you to senior for not giving up..."
Lei Long sneered beside him, and he didn't know what he was laughing at. It was just a laugh anyway, which made Chen Zhi feel somewhat embarrassed, especially after saying these flattering words, Chen Zhi also lost his composure.
So he turned around and said to Thunder Dragon very sincerely: "I don't even bother to say this in front of others, but..."
"I understand, I understand, it's shocking." Thunder Dragon waved his hand and said with a smile, "But you still don't know who my boss is?"
"ah?"
"Ah, what, you've already got this, and you still don't know?"
Chen Zhi's eyes were very innocent. He really didn't know. He just felt that this person must have status and status and he was very cool. As for who he really was, who could know...
Thunder Dragon didn't waste any time. He turned his head and shouted: "Xu Wei, come here."
"Here comes Master."
Xu Wei came over from the front carrying a tablet: "What's wrong?"
"Show him the dragon tablet."
"Oh, okay." Xu Wei took out the dragon tablet of the Twelve Spirits from her butt pocket and placed it in front of Chen Zhi.
Chen Zhi took the dragon tablet and looked at it carefully, and then saw the small characters on it and the ancient bronze dragon tablet with a sense of age. He was confused at first, and kept searching for relevant content in his mind, but by the time he found it, he had almost found it.
When reading the content, his hands began to tremble, and then his face gradually became ugly.
The Twelve Spirit Dragon Card means that this woman is the Thunder Dragon of the Twelve Spirits, and the Thunder Dragon of the Twelve Spirits works here, so the identity of Teacher Zhang...
"ah……"
Chen Zhi raised his head and looked at Brother Zhang, then looked at the dragon tablet in his hand, then his hands trembled, and then he lifted up the non-existent hem of his clothes: "Disciple Chen Zhi, bow to the Holy Master..."
"Hahaha, it's a good thing you didn't have to pay me a visit, otherwise my big mouth would have confused me." Thunder Dragon smiled beside him and said, "You know now, right?"
I know, I know, I know it completely... The Holy Lord in the world is the common leader of almost all sects in the Central Plains. Starting from the late Shang Dynasty, all inheritances are protected by the Holy Lord, and all the magic in the world is due to the Holy Lord.
It continues to this day, so it is not shameful for these disciples to kneel to the Holy Lord. This is the emperor of the mystic world in the human world. Even the kings of the past generations dare not make fun of the Holy Lord casually, and even those tyrants and foolish kings have to be polite.
Respectfully.
"We no longer need to use these etiquettes." Brother Zhang asked him to get up in embarrassment: "Get up."
But even so, Chen Zhi still completed the etiquette of three kneels, nine kneels, and five body prostrates to the ground. Then he excitedly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his master, saying that he was lucky enough to meet the Holy Lord today, and his master was also the first to do so.
I made a video call, and then in the video I kept clamoring to see the Holy Lord.
"Ah, there is no time in the mountains. In a blink of an eye, the young master has arrived. I saw the old holy master a few times back then." After seeing Brother Zhang's face, he said with emotion: "It really looks like him.
, it’s really carved from the same mold.”
Brother Zhang also smiled and greeted him: "Come and play in Chang'an Lane when you have time."
"Absolutely, definitely." The old man put his cell phone up and bowed to it three times: "I am over ninety years old and have inconvenient legs and feet. I hope the Holy Father will forgive me, but I must go there before I leave if I have the chance."
After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, the other end finally hung up the phone, but Chen Zhi felt a little uncomfortable sitting there. He felt like a child sitting at a banquet with adults, listening to the adults chatting.
The situation in Syria, and I obviously wanted to discuss Ultraman's Triple Nimbus with them, but I could never find a chance to intervene.
Finally, they finished chatting, and then it was Chen Zhi's turn. He was like a child asking adults a hundred thousand questions. He kept trying to figure out his doubts, but the problem was that Brother Zhang really didn't know. Lei
Long knew it, but he didn't say it. So after a while, Chen Zhi felt that he might have offended the Holy Lord, and coupled with the Holy Lord's inscrutability, he thought that the Holy Lord's statement that he didn't understand anything was just pure
They are modest and want to learn those techniques just to test the level of young people of their generation.
With this idea in mind, Chen Zhi left Chang'an Lane, and when he walked to the big archway, he turned around and clenched his fist vigorously, vowing that he felt that he could not let his sect be embarrassed in front of the Holy Lord.
Of course, there is no basis for his thinking. After all, all the spells in the world are in the hands of the Holy Lord. How could he possibly want to learn from others? They are the true source. Why not learn their own orthodox spells?
Is it more convenient to learn the techniques of those second-hand dealers?
But in fact, this is the problem. The succession of the Holy Lords in the past generations relied on inheritance. There will be a process of passing on dreams and skills, and the experience, part of the memory and magic skills of the Holy Lords of the past generations will be passed on to the next generation. But
Brother Zhang's generation has not had time to be taught the skills, and the previous generation is dead. Although the remaining things are there, Thunder Dragon cannot teach them because it breaks the rules. After all, if he really does that, Brother Zhang will
Do you have to recognize Thunder Dragon as your master? How decent would that be? Not to mention that there is a "father to son" model here. Let alone Thunder Dragon, who in the world dares to ask Qing Lingzi,
Qing Lingzi was able to mummify the man on the spot.
Therefore, Brother Zhang has no choice, and if he doesn't have guidance to get started in this field, it's really impossible to just rely on his own understanding, so the only option he can choose is to steal from his master, or at least steal himself into the profession.
No one would believe this, but what to do? The more inheritance there is, the more deadly the rules are. Thunder Dragon even directly said that he was asked to teach Brother Zhang. He would rather die than he could survive.
Live this fate.
After that, when Little Brother Zhang went back to school, everything was as usual. Chen Zhi was very smart. In addition to not uttering arrogant words in front of Little Brother Zhang, and not even daring to call him brothers, there was nothing particularly exaggerated.
behavior, and when he found Brother Zhang watching, he would become extra diligent in teaching his students.
Of course there are people from other sects besides him, but they are divided into different areas. Each sect teaches different things. In addition to cultural classes, students in a class don't have much time to see each other.
There will be a lot.
And as time goes by, the size of the school can be said to be getting bigger and bigger, not to mention it really has the flavor of there. Some talented students have entered the school in a short time, and there are people on the practice field every day.
There are all kinds of spells being cast. Most of them are clumsy, but they are also interesting. Brother Zhang's greatest pleasure these days is to stand by and watch them practice spells, and then learn them himself and secretly go back to practice.
Unknowingly, he had mastered many elementary spells.
However, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. As the school gradually gets on the right track, although the four factions here are of the same origin and everyone is considered their own family, after all, there are differences in concepts and systems. If there are differences, there will be conflicts, so
After greeting each other with smiles, private rivalry began. Naturally, this private rivalry could not be concealed. Soon the four branches could no longer communicate with each other, and even ridiculed each other.
First, the disciples of each sect were at odds with each other, and then it evolved to the point where the students in the respective branches also began to be at odds with each other. Finally, on the twentieth day after the academy was formed, the four major branches began to have their own unspoken rules.
First, the Dongfang faction refused to let the Lao-Zhuang faction watch, and the Lao-Zhuang faction naturally refused to be outdone and counterattacked. Then the Wenwang faction had a conflict with the Guigu faction, and the two sides never interacted with each other. Finally,
The Guigu Clan and the Lao-Zhuang Clan had a dispute between good and evil, and the two started fighting again. The Dongfang Clan and the Lao-Zhuang Clan were not able to deal with each other at first. After all, they all played yin and yang, and no one accepted the other. In the end, the Wenwang Clan
They started fighting with the Eastern faction again. The reason was that the Eastern faction ridiculed the Wenwang faction for being sissy, while the Wenwang faction called them barbarians.
So all of a sudden, the four harmonious departments became hostile to each other. Each of them opened the door outside their own training ground and did not allow other departments to come to observe and learn.
They are all confident that they don't need to observe other systems, but this is a pain for Brother Zhang. He will be asked a few questions wherever he goes, so he can only spend the whole day explaining to people which side he is in.
I just like these and come and take a look.
However, because of his status as an ordinary person, he has not been driven away by anyone, so except for the hard work in the past few days, most of the time he has been able to steal all kinds of tricks unimpeded. However, he has learned well now and is worried that others will not do it.
Let him watch it, so now he completely regards himself as an ordinary person. He usually doesn't even follow the luck to practice Kung Fu, but just practices secretly by himself in his spare time.
It's interesting to say that each of these four departments has its own physical arts system, and the physical arts systems of these four departments actually conflict with each other. It seems that the contradiction between these four departments is not two in a day.
God's problem, their founders and masters probably don't deal well with each other.
But let them make trouble, because without competition there would be no progress, and besides, it was quite cute, so even if the mouse knew about it, he would not interfere.
Unknowingly, the time has come to the end of May and the beginning of June, and the atmosphere of summer is gradually getting stronger. And because the school is about to have its first final exam, even Xiao Zhang, who insisted on going home every day before,
Now I also live in school every other day.
At this time, the size of the school has soared from 600 to 4,800. This has become a quite large school, although Brother Zhang does not know where these people came from.
Yes, but now the originally abundant teaching staff is stretched thin, and Brother Zhang is also very busy with his work tasks.
As for the magic teachers, they are even more busy. After all, their sects may not have more than a thousand people in total, but now they have more than a thousand apprentices, so several sects have requested support from the headquarters. Now
The number of magic teachers here has increased from the original eight to seventy. In some places, the inner door has even been emptied out. Except for a few housekeepers with average qualifications, there are also those masters and uncles.
In addition to the fact that his status is difficult to mobilize, other people came out in full force, which is enough to show how much the various sects value this inheritance.
The problem is that the more people they have, the more conflicts they have with other departments. The real show begins with the summer spell training.
"Teacher Zhang! Let's go, there's a commotion over there, they say they're setting up a one-on-one challenge." The teacher who was partnering with Brother Zhang rushed to the office like a whirlwind on the first day of summer vacation: "Hurry up and watch the excitement!"