Create a model county for cultivation transformation!
Let all ordinary locals who go out to work, as well as all rural elites who go out to work under the fence of others, return?
No matter how much Li Guozheng dared to think about it, he also took a breath at this moment.
There is no need to say more about Lao Fan.
Lao Fan was completely frightened.
"Really Xiao Zhang? I think..." Lao Fan has never done such a big thing.
And he noticed that Xiao Zhang really dared to say it, and although his beloved disciple Li Guozheng was also shocked, the look in his eyes after that was really daring, as if he had been tricked by a pyramid scheme.
Am I old? Are they young people so crazy now?
"Teacher, just think about how much Teacher Zhang's spirit gathering array is worth." Seeing the teacher's concerns, Li Guozheng said directly to Lao Fan.
Spirit Gathering Array? Old Fan remembered what Mr. Shi had said to his apprentice.
'If I were to make this Spirit Gathering Formation, I wouldn't be able to do many of the built-in formations, and I wouldn't even be able to make them. Even if I were to make it, this thing would cost tens of millions of dollars to start with, and that's not even counting the materials.
fee.'
Mr. Shi said at that time.
Lao Fan swallowed: "What you say is yours, I will think about it myself."
"..."
Lao Fan obviously lost his mind.
"Then, Xiao Zhang, why did you find so many college students who have gone out to come back? How do we arrange jobs for people? They all learn the formation method? And we Jinzhao County can't arrange so many people?" Lao Fan still couldn't help it.
Said something.
Zhang Beichen shook his head: "Get the people back first, then you will know."
"Guozheng, please contact us about this matter, set a time, and let me know then."
"good."
"Old principal, besides the parent-teacher meeting, there is one more thing I want to ask of you."
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"Starting from tomorrow, I want all the teachers in our school to attend the cultivation class and follow along!"
"ah?"
Lao Fan shouted, while Li Guozheng's eyes lit up.
This night, three old men spent the whole night tossing the pigs.
Lao Fan's arms were sore.
Neither Lao Fan nor Li Guozheng slept much that night. They tossed and turned in bed with tonight's chat in their minds.
Lao Fan was frightened. The more he thought about it, the more unsure he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep.
Li Guozheng, on the other hand, became more and more excited as he thought about it. He even contacted his college classmates, high school classmates he hadn't contacted for a long time, and some high school teachers in the middle of the night to organize condolence activities.
At the same time, we also get to know everyone’s current situation during the chat.
It can be seen that although some of my classmates are doing well and some are not doing so well, most of them are living a tiring life.
Time went very quickly, and one night passed.
In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the sun showed a hint of white, an SUV drove up and down from the direction of the county town towards Shangwa Primary School. The school was already visible on the hillside in the distance.
You can even see some late elementary school students climbing over a hillside not far away, carrying small schoolbags.
"This road is really difficult to walk on." Wu Kunyuan, who was driving, complained, his body rising and falling with the potholes along the way.
"Teacher, just ask him to come to you. He has to come from the county town so early in the morning."
"You know nothing." Mr. Shi, who was in the back seat, gave his apprentice a white look.
"..."
Would a master like Mr. Zhang let people come to see him?
What's going on in your head?
"This Teacher Zhang is really capable of twisting things. He, a supporting teacher, actually changed the curriculum and did not follow the teaching arrangements of the Cultivation Department at all. I really don't know what he was thinking."
"Drive well." Shi Jinbin couldn't care less about changing the syllabus now. All he wanted to do now was to see Zhang Beichen quickly and ask questions about even learning formations!
"..."
"Teacher, do you think it's okay if he changes the syllabus and throws away all the stuff from the Cultivation Department?" Disciple Wu Kunyuan couldn't help but ask.
"What kind of drama is there? Do you think people in the Cultivation Department are freeloaders? That set of things they have learned over hundreds of years can be changed by a monk."
"Then shall we persuade him?"
"Let's talk about it later." I haven't figured out how to apologize yet, so it would be better if you want to continue to persuade others.
Aren't you afraid that people will say something to you again? You know nothing?
Mr. Shi has a long memory this time.
Soon the two of them arrived at the school gate and stopped the car, and then they were a little confused.
It is said that this time is when the school is holding cultivation classes outdoors. Why is there no one in the school yard or even on the road where you can see the Spirit Gathering Formation?
And the difference is that there is no one in these two places, but the sound of children reading loudly can be heard in the school.
It seems like you are memorizing text and studying Chinese?
The two hurried in and were dumbfounded.
Not only that, as soon as they entered the school gate, they saw two fourth-grade students lying on the windowsill, copying their homework.
There was also a young man standing next to him, making the two primary school students' faces turn red and white.
"I gave you extra lessons yesterday, didn't I? Every day, you know, copy it for me! Copy it ten times!" the young man complained to a little fat man.
"And you still have the nerve to smile. Do you think you are better than him?" The young man said to Xiaopang and Pang Xiaoyuan.
Seeing this, Mr. Shi was about to say hello, but...
"Hurry up and memorize it, memorize it and come to me." After saying that, the young man went to the first grade classroom next door.
this?
Wu Kunyuan hurriedly walked up and got behind the little fat man and the two to take a look.
"Kid, what are you doing?"
The little fat man looked back and replied with a look of despair: "Copy your homework.
"..."
"What homework are you copying?"
"Copy the Thousand-Character Writing Technique ten times."
"????"
"What's the use of copying this? Is this a cultivation technique from the Cultivation Department? What's the use?" Wu Kunyuan couldn't help but ask after taking a look at the crooked text on it, some of which were marked with pinyin.
"You know what the heck, you can buy this thing for zero yuan!"
"..."
Little bastard, who are you calling stupid?
He was about to get angry, but the next moment, Wu Kunyuan was frightened by the sound in the classroom next to him.
"This!!" I saw teacher Shi Jinbin, who was leaning on the glass looking in from the window of the sixth grade classroom next to him, suddenly shouted, and at the same time his face turned white and red.
Then, Wu Kunyuan saw with his own eyes that the master immediately exercised his skills and recuperated, and at the same time, he suddenly turned his head and closed his eyes!
"Teacher? Teacher?" Wu Kunyuan called out "Teacher" twice, but Mr. Shi didn't answer, but continued to do his exercises.
"What? Teacher, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Wu Kunyuan was frightened!
"Don't touch me~Leave me alone~" After Wu Kunyuan shouted several times, Master Shi Lao finally spoke, and he said it laboriously while practicing.
Then, sit cross-legged directly under the cold eaves and practice!
"This?" Wu Kunyuan was startled when he saw this, and subconsciously wanted to look inside.
There’s nothing in there?
It was a beautiful little girl standing on the podium, reading the text to other sixth grade students.
"Don't look at the blackboard!" Just when Wu Kunyuan was wondering and wanted to see what was written on the blackboard, Mr. Shi who was practicing suddenly shouted.
late!
Because of the lessons learned from Li Guozheng's uncontrollable outburst, Zhang Beichen lowered the intensity, especially the fusion of the Dao perception, by a lot when he wrote "Hongmeng Xinjue" on the blackboard for several classes last night.
Because Zhang Beichen knows that "Hongmeng Yangxin Jue" is an enlightenment technique, so those who learn it should have a blank sheet of paper as much as possible.
Otherwise, it will conflict with what you have learned before.
And the higher the cultivation level, the greater the conflict!
Unless, you completely forget what you learned before and start from scratch with a blank sheet of paper.
Or, Zhang Beichen can help.
In short, without Zhang Beichen's help to sort out, the lower the monk's cultivation level and the less enlightened the better.
Of course, you can also skip Hongmeng Xinxin Jue and go directly to practice other immortal world skills. In this case, this kind of thing will not happen.
But in this case, the upper limit is lower.
So at this moment, even though Zhang Beichen had reduced his understanding of the Tao a lot, Wu Kunyuan instantly felt as if his head was going to explode after just reading the first few lines!
The next moment, he hurriedly imitated his master, immediately sat cross-legged on the floor, nursed back to health, and at the same time took out the spiritual stones and elixirs from the storage bag!
"Oh my god! What is this... what is written on the blackboard?" Wu Kunyuan was frightened.
On the other side, Master Shi Lao was suppressing it with all his strength and pain, screaming in his heart: "Yes, I know nothing, I know nothing! Alas."