The voices of the disciples were conveyed from all directions.

"I am willing to follow the head sect to overcome all obstacles in the world and achieve the great ambition made by the Red Dust Sword Sect!"

Every disciple has a passion hidden in his heart, and today it finally broke out at the right time.

The old man Wuming's right ear shook slightly, and a faint smug smile appeared on his face. His eyes fell on a disciple of the academy, and his expression suddenly seemed a little gentle. He smiled slightly and rolled up his sleeves and gently tapped this not-so-focused disciple!

The disciple looked back at the old man Wuming, was slightly stunned, and then opened his mouth with some scruples and shut up again.

The old man Wuming turned his back to the disciple and said lightly: "Do you want to ask me, reading is good for Hongchen Sword Sect!"

This disciple did not expect that the old man Wuming guessed his thoughts, and he looked happy in his face, as if he had found a soulmate and smiled: "Disciple, I'm about to ask!"

The old man named Wu smiled slightly and slowly walked up to the podium of the academy and said, "Do you know why I wanted to create a academy, and I will take you to travel to the dynasty of millions in a year!"

When everyone saw the old man Wuming asked a question, they all started to think.

The old man Wuming pointed to his disciple who was not serious just now and said, "Shi Tianxia, ​​tell me what you think!"

The student, who was called Shi Tianxia by the nameless old man, touched the back of his head, stood up, looked around the disciples around him and said, "The teacher should want more low-level practitioners in the world to know that there is another place called Hongchen Sword Sect in this world. In this place, even those practitioners who cannot practice Qi can read and practice, enter the Tao with their own eyes and knowledge, and do their part for this world!"

After hearing Shi Tianxia's words, the old man Wuming looked around the students in the academy with a smile and said, "Do you have any other ideas to say?"

A student wearing an elegant white long gown and a little white with a slurry-washed dress stood up.

The old man looked at the student and nodded to tell him what he saw.

The young student's face was a little pale. At first glance, he looked like a kind of low-level cultivator who had been practicing low-level jade slips but could not get started. He seemed to be weaker than most of the low-level cultivators.

He sorted out his clothes and said in a low voice: "I just hope that one day, I can go out of this great Shang Kingdom and see the outside world. Even if I have no power to tie a chicken, in the eyes of outsiders, they can still regard me as a person, not a slave like a pig or a dog!"

When the old man Wuming heard the student's words, he saw that the student's eyes were a little harsh, as if he was full of resentment towards the world.

His gray eyebrows were slightly condensed and frowned into the character "Sichuan".

After thinking for a while, he smiled faintly and said, "If you now become the master of the world of the Great World of the Gods, and you control this big world, what do you want?"

The student's pale cheeks suddenly flushed, and a ray of light appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared quietly in an instant, returning to his usual dull color.

The old man Wuming was slightly stunned. This person is very ambitious, but he is extremely restrained and patient. If he can guide him well, he will definitely become Zhang Hao's right-hand man. However, this kind of person is also very dangerous. He is too cunning and suffers too much in childhood. He should be beyond the scope he can bear, so his thinking pattern falls into an extreme and easily falls into the devil's path.

Seeing that he kept silent, the old man Wuming looked curious and said, "What's your name? He suffered too many difficulties at a young age, but he should not be resentful to this world because of this!"

The young student heard the questioning of the old man without a name and the comforting words behind him, quickly calmed down and said respectfully: "Disciple, Zhuang Rui!"

Seeing that his attitude was respectful, the old man Wuming gradually returned to peace. His eyes were slightly raised and he said lightly: "The name is good, but you haven't answered my question yet! If you can't figure it out today, but if you figure it out tomorrow, you will answer me. If you can't figure it out tomorrow, you will have another day. How about it?"

The old man Wuming's tone was calm and tepid, but his attitude towards himself was extremely firm.

Zhuang Rui looked at everyone's curiosity and said indifferently: "Don't worry, teacher, I will definitely answer if I figure it out, but I'm afraid I can't figure it out today!"

Seeing that he did not seem panic at his offensive, he behaved appropriately and responded freely, but seeing his expression vaguely proud, he sighed in his heart.

Although this person is a bit talented, he is too self-supervised and is afraid that he will not really listen to other people's opinions and opinions. If he stays in the academy, it will probably affect everyone's enthusiasm for learning, but he will definitely not be able to leave.

Just when he was in a dilemma, he heard Shi Tianxia laughing loudly: "Brother Zhuang, the question asked by the teacher today, why should you refuse with your talent? Why should you answer it now? It is better to let us see your knowledge!"

Zhuang Rui, who was vaguely proud, listened to Shi Tianxia's words, and a faint disdain appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up again.

He looked at Shi Tianxia and said, "Brother Tianxia must have had the answer long ago. Why do you need to let your brother show off his ugly face!"

Shi Tianxia laughed and said, "Hey! I only like to read books of sages and listen to the songs. If I become the lord of this world, the world will be in chaos. I know very well how much I have," he said.

After hearing what Shi Tianxia said, Zhuang Rui's face turned red and looked at the disciples with a little awkwardness. He saw that the disciples had a slightly smile on their faces, as if they were watching his jokes.

There is something in Shi Tianxia's words. He said that he knew how much he was, which means that he didn't know the right way and didn't know it. This is secretly ridiculing himself for not knowing the world.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and a faint blue color appeared on his pale face.

The old man Wuming kept watching coldly and did not stop him. Seeing that Zhuang Rui's anger became more and more intense, he was about to explode.

The old man Wuming smiled faintly and said, "If you are bent, you will be straight; if you are silenced, you will be full; if you are silly, you will be new; if you are too little, you will be gained; if you are too much, you will be confused. Therefore, the sage holds one as the world's style. He does not see himself, so he is clear. If you are not self-righteous, you are proclaimed. If you are not self-destructive, you are successful; if you are not proud, you are long."

Zhuang Rui's expression turned pale and blue when he heard the old man's words. His face was sometimes angry and sometimes sad.

The old man Wuming was even more disappointed when he saw that he was so painful. If he had sincerely imagined for others and abandoned himself, he would definitely not have been so painful.

Now that the academy has just opened, he decided to give Zhuang Rui a chance.

He looked at Zhuang Rui, who was pale and trembling all over his body, and said gently: "In the future, you don't have to come to the academy to study every day. You go to the vegetable garden behind the academy to follow Mr. Sun who is watching the back garden to grow vegetables!"

After hearing the old man Wuming's words, Zhuang Rui suddenly felt like five thunders thunder, his eyes turned red like blood, and countless thoughts surged in his heart.

But at this time, only a happy voice heard coming in from outside: "It's time to eat! The monthly Linggu rice I ate today is so delicious!"

The anger in his heart seemed to melt a lot, and he was slightly shocked. The person who spoke was Old Man Sun. Zhuang Rui had never looked at him directly, but today he was just asking everyone to have a meal, but his voice seemed to contain a kind of magic, which made most of the anger in his heart melt away.

The nameless old man shook his head slightly to look at the old man Sun who suddenly broke in.

Old man Sun looked at Zhuang Rui and said, "Today you can get this Linggu rice first and go home! Get up early tomorrow and come to my backyard to report!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at Zhuang Rui, and followed the old man Wuming into a room.

The old man Wuming walked into the room and gently said to Old Man Sun: "Do you think this kid can still be saved?"

Old man Sun smiled honestly, took a bite of Linggu rice and said, "If he is willing to come tomorrow, he will be able to save him. If he doesn't come, it will be his life. You and I have done our best!"
Chapter completed!