It was natural for Zhang Cundao to turn classes into self-study. There was no 'teacher' in the prison, so he didn't have to worry too much and started practicing.
The Lecture Pavilion is specially built to speed up your practice. To be honest, practice in the mist world is already very fast. Here, as long as you understand the sutras, the speed of practice will be thousands of miles per day.
But if the scriptures you understand are wrong, your practice will be very slow. Of course, the rightness or wrongness of the scriptures is not absolute. As long as the scriptures are logically self-consistent for you, it will give you a sense of "this is right."
' feeling, you will become faster when you practice.
This strange phenomenon also makes every practitioner firmly believe in his own path. If it is wrong, naturally he cannot practice so fast, because if he practices fast, then my path must be correct!
Some people are running wildly on the right road, and some people are running wildly on the wrong road. Both of them think that they are right, and they cursed the other party as "idiot".
Zhang Cundao's current practice is not to practice the "Sutra of Perfect Water" but to practice his own "Sutra of Taishang Wuwei Qingjing". Every time he practices in the Lecture Pavilion, he only uses the "Sutra of Taishang Wuwei Qingjing"
Illusion to deceive the lecturer.
Zhang Cundao doesn't understand the concept of "The Perfect Water Sutra" from his heart, so how can he believe that this is the right path? If he can't believe it in his heart, how can he practice quickly?
After practicing for a while, suddenly there was fierce fire and sword light outside the window, and there was an astonishing sound.
Everyone was startled by the sound and quickly came to the window to look outside.
I saw two women fighting in the sky not far away. Zhang Cundao saw that one of them was their teaching sister, and the other was senior sister Ruo Linshui!
Senior Sister Ruo's body was covered in flames, and dozens of red fireballs surrounded her. In each fireball, there was a painful and evil face twisting and smiling.
The instructor sister on the other side was surrounded by sword light. The sword light shone like red copper reflection, and she walked beside her like a dragon entering the sea.
The fireballs and sword lights in the air collided continuously, erupting with huge sounds and fire.
However, Zhang Cundao also saw that the two men knew each other well and were equally strong in strength. They fought very lively, but neither could do anything to the other.
"It's the instructor, and there's another senior sister? Why did the two of them fight?"
"Sure enough, Zhishan Water Pavilion can't help but fight. Isn't there a teacher who can stop such fights?"
"What kind of magic is that fireball? It looks quite powerful."
"This sword is as bright as a dragon, so it should not be underestimated."
The people next to me were chattering away, with doubts and envy in their voices.
The two girls in the sky fought for a while, but they couldn't tell the winner. The instructor sneered and said, "Ruo Linshui, you are so shameless. You don't even let the new disciples go?"
Ruo Linshui in the sky said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about. I am just discussing the exercises with Junior Brother Wen. Do you need your permission for this? Yao Luoting, you are too lenient!"
"If you want to discuss the exercises, why not teach him? Now I am his teacher. If you want to discuss it, it is up to me!"
The two women were facing each other tit for tat in the sky, and everyone could guess what was going on.
At this time, some people said sourly: "They are talking about Wen Yun, tsk tsk tsk, it's good to be handsome!"
As soon as these words came out, some female disciples stopped working.
"Senior Brother Wen is good-looking, but he is not that kind of person. These two women must have forced him! You are ugly, do you think you are so ugly?"
This ordinary-looking classmate was scolded by his female classmates and wanted to scold him back, but when he saw that the opponent was outnumbered and looked like he was going to beat him if he couldn't make a move, he was intimidated and did not dare to speak.
Wen Yun, who was in the small courtyard near the water, also came to the courtyard at this moment and said to the two women in the sky: "Don't fight anymore!"
It's just a pity that his voice was too low and the two women didn't hear him.
In this way, the two women in the sky fought from noon to dark, and finally stopped and went back.
The crowd watching the excitement also went back...
Zhang Cundao returned to the room. After waiting for a while, he also heard Wen Yun's footsteps. He wanted to open the door and say hello, but after thinking about it, he shook his head. From then on, he was no longer the same person as him!
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From that day on, Wen Yun was exempted from his daily tasks, or in other words, his task was to accompany his two senior sisters.
Others, on the other hand, take on tasks every day, attend lectures every day, and do spiritual practice every day.
In this way, the days passed day by day.
This morning, Zhang Cundao opened his eyes and returned to the real world...
During the more than ten days in the misty world, only one night passed in the real world. This kind of 'jet lag' still made Zhang Cundao a little uncomfortable. It seemed that a long time had passed, but it was only one night...
As usual, I turned on my computer and opened the forum. I read the bloggers’ insights and then uploaded the "Sutra of Perfect Water" to it.
After hesitating for a moment, he reopened a post and asked directly: "What do you mean by the words 'the best is like water'? It's an open-ended answer, please feel free to answer it."
After posting the post, he began to browse other messages in the forum. Since he had a computer and a forum, he could quickly learn first-hand news about the world. Although many posts were in foreign languages, his foreign language skills were not bad. After all, learning foreign languages,
It has little to do with IQ. As long as you are willing to endure hardship, you can always achieve something. Otherwise, how can foreign fools learn their own language?
Foreign languages are much simpler than ancient Chinese. Each word has one meaning, and there will be no ambiguity or multiple meanings. At most, the wording is irregular, and the meaning of the entire sentence will not be different because of the wrong wording.
The forum recently opened a functional area called the chat room, where you can chat in real time. Zhang Cundao looked at it for a while and found that it was all nonsense, so he ignored it. He has never been good at talking.
After surfing the Internet for a while, suddenly his home phone rang.
"Hello, hello. This is the Zhang family." He picked up the phone and said.
"Hello, hello, is this classmate Zhang Cundao?" a female voice said.
"Yes, who are you?"
"I'm Zhu Xuanxuan. I have something to ask you. I wonder if you are free."
After Zhang Cundao heard this, his first reaction was that of the rich girl who casually took out 10,000 yuan. His second reaction was, what does she want from me? Does she want to get to know my father through me?
"I'm at the door of your family area. The guard didn't let me in. I begged for a long time before he let me call you. Can you come over?" She said a little pitifully.