After leaving the school, Yi Zheng asked Zizhuang curiously: "Are we a sect? Not a school?"
Zizhuang shook his head: "To be precise, we are a school."
Yi Zhengdao: "Then why do you all call me teacher?"
Zi Zhuang touched his bald head and said with a smile: "How do you say...we were originally called Chopping Wood Academy.
What our teachers look down upon the most are the gods in the sky, looking down upon them for being so high up in the sky and not understanding the sufferings of the people.
Look down on their strength and think they are superior to others.
Look down on them, they have learned a little bit of culture, but they will be pretentious and point out the virtues of the country.
The teacher believes that when the world first came out, all the people in the world were just fooled by Nuwa. No one is more noble than anyone else. They all look like birds even if they take off their clothes!
Even if you have practiced cultivation and learned culture, you cannot forget where you came from.
That’s why our school is called the Woodcutter School, just to make the disciples remember what they did in the first place. They are all woodcutter, and they are all mud-legged..."
Yi Zheng was speechless. He never imagined that the vulgar Kong Ni could be in such a state of mind. For a moment, he actually admired Kong Ni: "Does that have anything to do with everyone calling him the boss?"
Zi Zhuang said: "Don't be impatient, just listen to me slowly.
The teacher and the guys in heaven had different ideas, so this academy was opened in the lower world.
But you can also see that the teacher's character is not that of a weak scholar.
He really takes things seriously when things happen, and he understands the truth clearly. Even when the King of Heaven comes, he will explain his character clearly to the other party.
If you don't understand clearly, just convince people with your virtue."
Yi Zheng quickly stopped: "Wait a minute, what does it mean to persuade people with virtue?"
Although Yi Zheng had already guessed the reason, after all, he did it too, he still wanted to confirm it.
Zi Zhuang said: "Oh... there is a sword on his waist. That sword is called Virtue. If you can't explain it clearly, just chop him. If you chop him until the other party is convinced, he will be obedient. So it is called Conquering others with Virtue."
Sure enough, it was the same as Yi Zheng's path, except that Yi Zheng greeted him with a Dezi brand carrot, while Kong Ni used a big sword to chop...
Zizhuang said: "People outside thought that the teacher was very gangster and unreasonable, so they called him a bandit scholar. They called our firewood school a den of bandits... The teacher was so angry that he directly changed the name of the school to firewood school, which means it specializes in cutting wood.
Those useless sects were renamed as the head master, and the sect students were also renamed as the masters of each hall...
The teacher's meaning is very clear. If you say I am his bandit, then I will steal it for you!
Anyway, I am already a bandit, which is the lowest I can get. How else can you kidnap me morally?
So the teacher completely let himself go.
What the sect taught was not limited to reading and practicing, but also began to study various methods of entrapment and killing."
"What is the method of entrapment and killing?" Yi Zheng asked curiously.
Zi Zhuang said: "I can't explain it in a few words. Anyway, it's just a method that is not popular with others.
But very practical!
But it doesn’t matter, we are bandits!
Isn’t it normal for a group of bandits to use any method?
As the saying goes, if we don’t have morals, who can use morality to constrain us?
The teacher said that when dealing with demons, we must use demons to control demons and be more demonic than them!
As for those so-called righteous gossips, if you say anything to their face, you will slap them directly, and you won’t hear what they say behind their backs, so why bother with them?”
Yi Zheng was dumbfounded, he felt that Kong Ni was becoming more and more to his liking!
This guy is a member of the same camp!
"Senior brother, what are we going to do next?" Yi Zheng asked.
Zi Zhuang said: "Don't you still have some work to do? Go and do it first, and then senior brother will take you on a journey of thousands of miles."
Yi Zheng was a little excited. He also wanted to see what customs and customs there were in the Earthly Immortal World...
The next moment, Yi Zheng looked at the dark forest in front of him. He looked back at Fazizhuang and said, "Brother, are you sure you want to finish cutting down this forest?"
Zizhuang walked over and broke off a bamboo with his bare hands, then grinned and said, "Of course, it's just a small piece of mountain, isn't it easy?"
Yi Zheng also walked over and broke it hard, but the bamboo didn't move at all!
Yi Zheng didn't believe it anymore. After all, he was a master of the Seventh Level and Nine Stars. How could he do nothing to a bamboo from the Earthly Immortal Realm? He roared and screamed with all his strength, and the bamboo finally shook!
As if seeing hope, Yi Zheng glared with a pair of bull's eyes and cried out: "It's moving, it's moving, it will be broken soon!"
Then his ears were pinched, and Zi Zhuang lifted him up, pointed to the sky with a serious look on his face and said: "Junior brother, it was blown by the wind, not by you. In other words, you are too weak, aren't you?!"
Yi Zheng feels aggrieved. Does that mean he is weak?
He looked at Zi Zhuang unconvinced and shouted: "Brother, is there anything simpler?"
Zizhuang thought for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "Junior brother, it seems that there is no more... This bamboo forest is full of three-year-old bamboo. If you chop it down, we still use it to burn firewood.
Any useful bamboo in our sect is ten times harder than this one."
Yi Zheng was dumbfounded: "Um... apart from chopping firewood, there is no other job?"
Zi Zhuang said: "Yes, carry water!"
When Yi Zheng heard this, he thought, "I can't see the bamboo, nor can I carry the water." So he volunteered and shouted, "I carry the water!"
Zizhuang was about to say something but stopped: "Junior brother, why don't you change it to another one?"
"I won't change it! That's it!" Yi Zheng said domineeringly: "Isn't it just carrying water? How much heavier can water be? Carrying it!"
next moment……
At the foot of the mountain, a rabbit howled and hugged a one-meter-high bucket. The bucket was motionless!
A bald man stood on the edge, looking at the water in the bucket: "Junior brother, this water has no ripples at all..."
"No more!" Rabbit gave up immediately, turned around and left with a curse: "The bamboo is as hard as a dick in the morning, and this fucking water is as heavy as a star, what the hell are you doing!"
Zi Zhuang said: "Junior brother, this water is called heavy water! It is a special kind of water above the nine heavens and in the Milky Way. It was specially brought by the teacher. This water is heavy and bitingly cold, and is especially suitable for physical exercise."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yi Zheng rolled his eyes and said: "Don't tell me how he came here, just tell me if there is any job on this mountain that a seventh-level waste can do!"
Zizhuang stood there and thought for a long time, and finally said: "Otherwise, you should chop bamboo. I will apply for an ordinary sharp knife for you..."
Yi Zheng finally understood that chopping bamboo was the weakest job here!
But since you have a knife, you don’t need to break it with bare hands, so you can try it.
So Yi Zheng said: "It's done!"
next moment……
A rabbit howled and held the handle of a knife, and then the knife didn't move at all...
Beside, the bald man looked at this scene and sighed: "Junior brother, is this knife too heavy?"
Yi Zheng rolled his eyes and looked at him: "What do you think?!"
Bang!
Another knife was thrown in front of Yizheng.
Zi Zhuang said: "Junior brother, this is the worst sword in our sect, but it should be able to be picked up by the seventh level. How about you use it?"
Yi Zheng did pick up the knife, but he pointed at the dense gaps on the knife and said, "Brother, are you sure this is a knife and not a saw?"
Zizhuang blushed and said, "This... I dug this out from the bottom of the farm tool warehouse. I don't know what it is, but it's pretty light anyway."
Yi Zheng looked at Zizhuang's honest look and knew that it would be difficult for him to ask for anything. Although the broken knife or saw in his hand was rusty and tattered, no matter what, he was a capable person.
He didn't have any choice of gadgets to use.
In fact, when Zizhuang was looking for weapons, Yi Zheng had already tried the seventh-level weapons in his hands. In the end, those weapons did not disappoint him. After cutting for a long time, there were no traces on the bamboo!
His own things were of no use, so he could only place his hope on this shabby saw.
Zi Zhuang said: "Junior brother, the rules of our sect are that the new arrivals have no place to live and need to cut bamboo to build their own houses, so..."
What can Yi Zheng say?
He has experienced enough of the broken rules on this mountaintop.
The good impression I had accumulated towards the sect during the lectures was almost gone now.
If he hadn't been worried that he would be caught easily if he ran away with short legs, he would have run away by now.
After Zizhuang warned a few more words, he turned and left.
Yi Zheng looked at the large tracts of bamboo forest in front of him and sighed: "Who can tell me what kind of etiquette this nigga has learned?"
At this moment, Zizhuang came back again, took out a book from his arms and handed it to Yi Zhengdao: "I almost forgot, junior brother, this is the introductory technique of our sect. You practice it carefully, and I will give it to you later.
Get some delicious food to replenish your body, otherwise it will be a little difficult for you, your skinny little body, to chop these bamboos."
When Yi Zheng heard that there was a skill, he immediately became energetic and took it: "Thank you, senior brother!"
Zi Zhuang said: "Junior brother, you study hard and practice hard. If you don't understand anything, just ask me. I'm in the Taishan Hall in the 72nd Hall."
Yi Zheng said he understood, and then Zizhuang left again.
Yi Zheng looked at the bamboos. He was very sure that there was nothing he could do about the bamboos that were shaking their heads in the wind. It was better to practice hard instead of struggling to chop the bamboos.
So he sat on the ground and took out the book. There was a line of big characters written on the book - Longwei Heart Sutra.
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the Dragon Fear Heart Sutra. Do you want to start practicing?"
The long-lost system prompt sounded.
Yi Zheng chose to start practicing without hesitation!
The next moment, the Dragon Fear Heart Sutra disappeared, and then unfolded in his sea of consciousness, turning into a dense volume of Heart Sutra words. These words shined in the sky like stars, and then the words flowed and turned into a huge dragon of words entrenched in the sky.
above.
Yi Zheng looked up at these words and seemed to hear the roar of a dragon...
With the roar of the giant dragon, the giant dragon seemed to come to life. At the same time, Yi Zheng realized something, and a pair of eyes swept over the dragon's body. Huge balls of light appeared on the dragon's body!
