Dean Qu got off the lecture, and his seriousness had just disappeared, and he returned to his usual expression of laughing at Maitreya. Liangshan quickly strode forward, not daring to block the right path, bowed to him and said, "Disciple Liang Shanbo has met the dean."

"Oh, what's wrong with you?"

"The disciple has not heard his name."

"You don't know this yet. If you didn't hear it, it means that there is no master who chooses you."

Liangshan's head buzzed for a moment. He thought he could "fake the power of a tiger" in the Holy Sword Hall, but he still couldn't do it.

"Why?" Liang Shan's face turned pale.

Dean Qu showed displeasure and left with a flash of his sleeve.

Someone behind Liangshan laughed and heard someone say, "It's time!"

Tuoba Qiurong walked to Liangshan and said, "Brother Liang, don't be discouraged, I'll ask for you."

Although he was not in charge of his master, Liangshan also enjoyed the basic treatment of his outer disciples, including a set of Funiu Fist and a set of Zixia Art to receive it at the Sutra Pavilion.

In the courtyard of Liangshan, Ma Wencai lives in the ear room near the courtyard gate.

Every morning, Ma Wen got up to clean the courtyard. At this time, Liangshan would practice Funiu Fist under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

Liangshan only practices for one hour in the morning and evening, which is far less diligent than others. Liangshan also practices Zixia Jue, but adds more purple energy in his body. Most of the time he still practices the "Bone Sutra" and spends most of the time during the day on miscellaneous studies.

Ma Wencai secretly recorded these every day and then reported them to Elder Jin regularly.

The so-called miscellaneous learning is not the right path to practice Taoism, but a small class taught by teachers. In Liangshan’s view, it is somewhat similar to the university elective courses.

Practicing Taoism requires one in-depth and uninterested mind, but this kind of person is the best, and it is difficult to see one in a million. Therefore, resting on the way through the Taoism can also make people happy.

Dean Qu Zicai offered the "Chu Ci" class. His favorite is "Mountain Ghost" in "Nine Songs". He must chant every time he starts his lecture. When he is happy, he will call two or three beautiful and innocent female servants to dress up and dance.

"If someone is in the mountains, she is surrounded by a girl with a lying lying on her face. She is also suitable to laugh, and I admire her and is good at gracefulness..."

I went to miscellaneous school in a small room. When I opened the door, I sat down. There was a floor made of bamboo and wood. Everyone was a futon, both high and low. It was a lecture but it was more like a discussion, which was very similar to the literary salons of later generations.

Sometimes President Qu would be angry with the performance of the female servant's temporary "geisha" and interrupted angrily: "What is watching? Just looking at it with a slanted eye? The taste is gone, the body, hands, eyes, and mind are all there!" President Qu would demonstrate and correct it while speaking. At this time, President Qu was a little sissy, very figure and flavorful.

"Confucian scholars deserve to die! Confucian scholars deserve to die!" Dean Qu has repeatedly made such shocking remarks, "A good book of the Book of Songs must be a moral article, I bah! 'A beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good match' means that the young master likes a girl in love with spring, what a king is so wise, bullshit!"

Liangshan then slapped his face.

A doctor of Yiqi taught a class on "Cheers" and said at the beginning: "Although the chess path is a small path, the small path can also lead to the great path."

Those who listen to miscellaneous learning classes are all old students among the outer disciples. Some of them practice hard for a while and then listen to miscellaneous learning for a while, and more of them are those who have no hope of advancing in the path and enjoy the present. There is no new student who does not work hard to practice hard, and there is only one that is as eye-catching as Liangshan.

In Liangshan, he was inevitably guided by old students in class, but he didn't care at all.

One day, Liangshan happily offered the chess he had "invented" to the chess doctor, but the chess doctor said angrily: "Chess, only black and white ears! Get out!" Liangshan urinated, and he really flattered the horse's legs. This little anecdote quickly became a joke among new outer disciples.

Elder Yin taught the "Music" class, but there was no course outline at all. The disciples had nothing to do with him, and even if one of them didn't come, he would be happy.

He was the only one on the first day of Liangshan. Elder Yin looked at him coldly, like a sharp string passing through Liangshan's body, "Why do you come?"

Liangshan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Elder Yin ignored him and started playing the guqin. Liangshan immediately understood that Elder Yin was going to ask this sentence.

Music is the beauty of harmony, melody, rhythm, height, strength and weakness, but Elder Yin has nothing to do with these. It is simply a horror in the silence. To put it bluntly, it scares the person to death.

It was harsh and manic, no one wanted to listen. At first, Liangshan heard that his facial features were all moved, his throat was smoked, and he was about to float up. Later, he slowly adapted to it and suddenly felt that the extremely chaotic place was extremely harmonious, and he couldn't help but sigh that Elder Yin was a musician.

With the lesson from Doctor Qi, Liangshan did not dare to show off. Every time he came to listen, he bowed and left honestly after listening. Elder Yin didn't care about it.

All these Ma Wencai saw them.

In addition to monitoring Liangshan every day, Ma Wencai did not forget to practice the skills taught by his master. Although it could not be compared with the authentic outer disciples, it was necessary to refine his muscles and bones.

Every year, there is a competition outside the disciples of the errands, and the first one advances to the outer disciple. This is difficult, but Ma Wencai must do it. Being able to step on Liangshan in the future is Ma Wencai's greatest motivation. For this, it is worth it.

Although Liangshan was an outer disciple and was the earliest to advance to the foundation-building stage, it only ended with this. No master led him into the door and wandered outside the door all his life. I believe he would be surpassed by others soon.

The Holy Son came forward to suppress Liangshan, which is where Ma Wen could make a fuss.

However, no one knows that this seemingly abandoned and self-deprecating life was Liangshan's great love, petty bourgeoisie, literature and art, with tea or coffee, which can be described as physical and mental pleasure. More importantly, the practice of the "Bone Sutra" in Liangshan at night was actually very fast, and it seemed that it would not take long, and the middle level of foundation building was expected. Everyone thought that the future of Liangshan was dark, but in fact it was bright. Liangshan was so happy, and it was secretly happy.

Liangshan is not Liangshan Bo, but he was a self-conscious person in his previous life. He would do whatever he felt comfortable. He thought that the path of cultivation would be awkward everywhere. If a wise man in the Holy Sword Hall knew about Liangshan’s thoughts, he would be shocked. He was a person with innate wisdom.

There is no chance to practice the "Bone Sutra" and Liangshan has strong luck. Because the biggest advantage of the "Bone Sutra" compared to any method in this world is that the least heart demons are the least, but not at all. If this practice lasts for a long time, it is easy to abandon the world. To put it bluntly, it is easy to not want to live anymore. Looking at the river and want to jump, seeing the crooked tree wants to hang...

In this world, no matter whether it is ordinary people, golden elixir or even cultivators with higher cultivation, they will die if they die in the same life. If they die, they will become corpses. The difference is that the shelf life is different, but they will eventually be corrupt and maggots that will not be able to see them.

In Liangshan practice at night, he abandons falsehood and seeks truth, and gradually becomes silent; in the daytime, he listens to miscellaneous studies, and learns poetry, art, music, and chess. His heart is lively and lively. It can be said that he abandons his body and lives his heart. He is ignorant and unconsciously in line with the Taoist mechanism, so he seems to be industrious but has made rapid progress.
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