The people of the Commander-in-Chief Army came and went in a hurry. They didn't stay in the training camp for half a day, and they didn't even have a meal. They just said they had business and left.
Dong Xingyu sent the two of them out, and Tang Zhao restored the classroom to its original state, and then corrected the test papers on the podium.
Mr. Turtle waited for the two people to leave, then slowly came out again and said: "This kid is good at pretending to be tall. He is obviously a child with a yellow mouth. Why does he talk so old-fashioned and think that he will live longer than Mr. Turtle?
"
While it was talking, it turned around and saw Tang Zhao sitting on the podium reviewing the exam papers from the day before yesterday, sketching and drawing without stopping, turning over the papers with a clattering sound.
They say that turning over a book is like turning over a book, but turning over a book is much faster than turning over a book.
"No...can you see clearly if you flip through it so quickly?"
Tang Zhaodao: "It's just an answer, very fast. I'm famous for being able to read ten lines at a time."
Of course...not anymore.
There is nothing unusual about Tang Zhao's reading, except that he uses his glasses to cheat.
The glasses scan the answers and determine whether they are right or wrong. Tang Zhao is only responsible for sketching. With his experience in using glasses for so many years, he can properly control the content displayed on the lenses, which is enough to do this.
Having invigilated the exam by myself for so many days in a row, dreaming and giving explanations, Teacher Tang is also very tired, okay? What's wrong with being a little lazy?
Turtle Master was dubious, but he had been with Tang Zhao for many years and knew that he had many unspeakable strange things. The experience of living for so many years also told him: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
So it planned to ask the right questions: "What happened just now? How could you change the dream you read at will? The dream pillow can't do that. And...how could that attack be so real?"
The Dream Pillow has three swordsmanship: dreaming, dream-making, and dream-reading. Dream-making can create illusory dreams, while dream-reading can openly release dreams created from dreams into illusions.
But there are also procedures for dreaming. It’s not just a thought that creates a dream. It’s about sleeping on a dream pillow and using your own thinking to outline the dream bit by bit. It’s enough to create a rough dream. If it’s lifelike, you have to detail it.
Drawing little by little consumes mental energy.
It only took Tang Zhao three days to create the dream of the last mock exam. This was already due to the fact that he often used the Sun God's Chariot Sutra to hone his mental power, so the time was considered to be very short.
But the dream just now was clearly summoned by Tang Zhao, and it also involved reality, which is something the Dream Pillow can never do. False dreams and real projections are two different concepts.
"that……"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "It's a trick created by light."
Mr. Turtle was stunned at first, then said: "Your sword elephant?"
Tang Zhao said: "Well, what we see with our vision is nothing more than the reflection of light, and the principle of illusion is the distortion and interference of light. If they can do it, so can I."
Makes sense...
Are you kidding me?
Are directly using swordsmanship to create illusions and using light to create illusions bit by bit the same thing?
The difference is like the difference between going to the store and buying a car versus taking a piece of tin and a wrench and building one yourself.
And it has to change all the time. It means constant adjustments. How much mental effort is involved?
Turtle Master asked again: "Okay, even if you can create illusions, then... that power..."
Light can create illusions, but can it also carry real power? Even swordsmanship cannot do it. How can a mere sword elephant do it?
Tang Zhaodao: "I also simulated it. This is one of the essences of the sword elephant. Light inherently carries energy. When the density is high, the intensity is naturally high, and when the density is low, it is harmless. As long as you know the principle, you can simulate combat. Whenever there is a battle,
When light is condensed, nature will have power."
"So that's it, you've already reached this point." Turtle Master felt incredible, "But... what's the point?"
Yes, this method takes a lot of effort when you first hear it. Why is it used?
Everyone is watching the illusion, who pays attention to energy?
"Well...create sound effects?" Tang Zhao smiled, "After all, light does not produce sound. If there is no energy interaction, you can only watch a pantomime, and the sense of reality is greatly reduced..."
Seeing Mr. Gui pouting, Tang Zhao smiled and said, "Just kidding. It's mainly to train my sword elephant."
Sword Elephant is the key to understanding Sword Heart. Chi Qianli reminded him to call out Sword Elephant frequently to interact. Tang Zhao's Sword Elephant is light, and he always keeps the light surrounding him. Sword Heart is indeed slowly growing, but Tang Zhao feels
It's still too slow, it would be better to do something more complex.
"My sword elephant is pretty good and can do a lot of things. It's like an animal like Mr. Xing... a mythical beast. It can roll around and shake hands, but what else can it do? Didn't you say that I can do this? It's just because it's often transferred.
That’s why I was able to reach this point so quickly. I started trying to create simple illusions with light as early as in the mountains, starting from simulating objects, simulating scenery, and even simulating scenes. Now building an illusion is not as time-consuming as it was at the beginning. It should be me
He and Jian gradually became connected."
"When I follow my will, I can create a large-scale environment at any time. That should mean I have a tacit understanding."
Turtle Master clicked his tongue in wonder and said: "Looking at your progress, you are really not far off. Maybe you can create a miracle of becoming a swordsman in the shortest time."
Become a swordsman...
Although he is yearning for it, that is not Tang Zhao's ultimate goal.
When light carries enough energy and condenses layer by layer, maybe it can push back from the sunlight - the sun!
After almost finishing the examination paper, Dong Xingyu sent someone back, sat across from Tang Zhao, and said unhappily: "These people all have their eyes high. Is the army great? Is it great to dare to kill people? I am in charge of the local garrison and guard the hometown."
, how is it not honorable to protect peace for one side? In terms of sacrifice, how many have been sacrificed in these years? Why are they so arrogant and rude? Xiaotang, what do you think of our students? Can you defeat them this time?"
Tang Zhao pondered: "It is true that everyone has made progress. But how can we be so sure if we have never seen their students?"
For more than a month, Tang Zhao has tried his best. He taught everyone his knowledge fairly, taught as hard as he could in class, patiently advised after class, helped students determine their talents, and created tailor-made magic tools and teaching plans for them.
, the commonly used teaching facilities and teaching aids are properly maintained, and colorful mock exams and field training are organized without leaving home.
As for reading in the library that I agreed to before I came here? I didn’t have time at all. Even the classes I planned to take in the lower year were all missing. I can only say that they were somewhat effective. If these courses hadn’t been available next year,
He comes whenever he wants, and he's almost done with the canning time.
Tang Zhao asked himself, I am afraid that the three teachings together may not do a better job.
Sometimes Tang Zhao thinks that he is a temporary worker and will leave after two months. He works so hard and has no benefit at all. What is he trying to do?
But soon he himself laughed: Isn’t it natural to work hard to do what you should do?
What's more, since it seems to be just a heavy responsibility, he can also find the benefit for himself - training his sword heart.
It’s not just about constructing complex illusions to practice the sword’s heart, but also cultivating one’s own heart in the process of learning from others of the same age.
This is what is called cultivating the mind and nature.
And the sword and the swordsman are originally one, so how can cultivating one's own heart not be the same as cultivating the sword's heart?
As the saying goes, it is good to practice among the public. For Tang Zhao, teachings and metaphors are also good for practice, just like traveling thousands of miles with a sword and gaining insights in life and death battles, they are all a kind of practice.
Dong Jiaoyu nodded, she saw Tang Zhao's work so much that she often felt ashamed compared to herself, and said: "You do a good job, I will definitely take care of the work you have done, and provide insurance for students who take exams."
Tell the mountain chief one by one about the magic weapon."
Tang Zhao said: "Shall I talk about the magic weapon?"
Dong Jiaoyu said: "You have never been to the front line, how can you be convincing when you say that it is dangerous to take the exam there? Maybe others will think you are afraid of difficulties. I have been there, and I am not leading the team this time. The relationship is smaller. I said it is more
suitable."
Tang Zhao thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the same truth, and said: "Then I'll trouble Sister Dong. Sister Dong, have you been to the front line?"
Dong Jiaoyu said: "Of course. I have been a swordsman for three years. I served on the front line for half a year last year and then came back."
Dong Cheng is twenty-seven years old this year. He has been a swordsman for three years and became a swordsman at the age of twenty-four. This is an early but not surprising age among the magistrates.
The most talented elites in the Real Inspection Division all graduated from the training camp before the age of eighteen and went to work locally. After five or six years of accumulation of merit, they can apply to the headquarters to try swordsmanship.
If you meet a matching sword in the first trial, you can become a swordsman at a young age. If you fail the first time, you usually have to wait another five years before applying for the second time. A person can try no more than three times before he can apply again.
Basically, it is impossible to become a swordsman. The only way to have a chance is to find one yourself or to establish special merits.
Tang Zhao asked: "What does the front line look like?"
Dong Cheng said: "How to describe it? That is another world. It is a chaotic, desolate, and dilapidated world. There... there is a misfortune moon twelve hours a day, and it is full of dangers all the time."
Tang Zhao listened solemnly, then pushed the dream pillow and said, "Sister Dong, please help us make a simulation venue."
After agreeing on a time for dreaming, Tang Zhao sent Dong Cheng away. He saw Qin Yongcheng standing at the door.
Tang Zhao was slightly surprised, then had a bad premonition and said, "Yongcheng, you just finished the mock test, why don't you go back and rest?"
Qin Yongcheng closed the door, came to Tang Zhao, and bowed.
Tang Zhao secretly sighed and didn't help him up. He just stared at him and said, "It's a line between life and death. Why is this so important? Have you really thought about it?"
Qin Yongcheng's eyes were slightly red and he said: "Teacher, I have already thought about trying my luck in Yinhuo Township."
Tang Zhao was not surprised. Qin Yongcheng had the best relationship with him among the students. How could he not know what this young man was thinking? He said, "You have already chosen the devil's cave?"
Qin Yongcheng said: "The Ashes Demon Cave. I think the probability is highest there."
Tang Zhao also guessed the same. Ashes... Ashes were so consistent with his inspiration. As long as he heard the name, it would be difficult not to be moved.
He said softly: "You can leave silently."
Qin Yongcheng whispered: "How could I not say goodbye to you? You have been so kind to me. If I leave without authorization and lose students in the training camp, wouldn't it affect you? If I leave, it will be fine if no one notices me.
If people find out, you can declare me a traitor..."
Tang Zhao stopped him and said, "What are you talking about? If there is rebellion in my camp, I will not take responsibility. Just go and remember to come back and take the exam."
Qin Yongcheng was startled and said: "Once someone finds out, you can never come back if you leave the camp without permission."
The most difficult part for him to make up his mind was this. Once he went out, the risk would not only be in the devil's cave, but also in the camp. He could complain about illness and even ask his companions to help cover it up, but if he couldn't cover it up, he would be fired. Even if he got inspiration by then,
He also lost the convenient way to become a swordsman.
When the time comes, even if Tang Zhao is teaching Yu, he will not be able to change the result...
Tang Zhao said: "Okay, go ahead. No one will find out."