In the Mingxiang Courtyard, there are five major areas, representing the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The scenery varies.
It is very helpful to tap into the power of the Dharma.
The person in charge of the Dharma classes is a gentle female teacher named Yao Qiushui.
Teacher Yao is slender and tall, speaks softly, and has delicate facial features as if she stepped out of a painting. Her curved eyebrows are like a spring breeze blowing into the hearts of students. She especially likes to wear tight-fitting cheongsam clothes, which outlines her perfect figure.
The posture makes it difficult to take your eyes away.
She is simply the most perfect big sister image in the minds of young people.
"Sure enough, I should come to Mingxiang Academy to take classes. It's great, the environment is good, and the people are nice." A young man looked infatuated and his eyes were full of nostalgia.
Some people still have more to say: "It's a pity that it's over so soon. I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's class."
"Teacher Yao is so gentle." Fang Yingying, from the Fang family, couldn't help but be happy: "And the lectures are easy to understand. I learned a lot today."
Even the thoughtful Fang Chang couldn't help but praise: "Yes."
"I heard that Teacher Yao plans to recruit a disciple from the outer courtyard. He will not be a simple student, but the kind of disciple who teaches with all his heart." Someone whispered.
Everyone suddenly became excited.
If you can become Master Yao's disciple.
That's definitely a super lucky thing.
Chen Qingfeng looked at everyone indifferently, with a sneer on his face.
How do you people have the qualifications to enter Teacher Yao's eyes?
Only I have the chance to be that person.
"Hey, that person...is still running?" Someone was extremely surprised.
Only then did everyone subconsciously look towards the mountains in the distance.
Sure enough, I saw a young boy with weak steps, still running. He was sweating like rain, and his whole body seemed to be soaked, but he still didn't stop.
"He shouldn't have been running, right?"
"What a madman."
"How did he do it? It took at least four or five hours."
"I must have rested midway. It's impossible for anyone to keep running for such a long time."
"Instructor Qinggui has left a long time ago. He is still running so vigorously by himself. What an idiot."
"He was so stupid that he didn't come to Teacher Yao's class."
Everyone laughed at Fang Mu's behavior.
And he mocked Fang Mu unceremoniously.
It seems like this, all the efforts of the other party will be in vain.
The four members of the Fang family, Fang Chang, looked at each other and seemed to see each other's peace of mind.
Such a "stupid" square piece of wood.
It doesn't seem to require much attention from them.
...
...
...
Until the sun goes down.
Fang Mucai dragged his tired body back to his small courtyard. His whole body was sore, every muscle seemed to be trembling, and every pore was wailing.
Three laps completed.
But the day is also over.
Fang Mu felt that his body was no longer his own.
If he hadn't learned advanced breathing techniques, he might not even have the strength to walk back.
"Can't sleep, can't sleep, wake up." Fang Mu raised his hand with difficulty and used the water control technique. The water vapor in the air condensed rapidly. After about a few seconds, a water ball appeared in front of his eyes.
The water ball fell and hit Fang Mu on the face.
Phew~
Fang Mu woke up a little.
The speed of condensing water masses is faster.
Is it because of the breathing method?
Or is it more conducive to practice physiognomy after exhausting your energy?
Fang Mu sat cross-legged, ready to meditate.
"So hardworking?" A joking voice came from outside the house, and then a disheveled green ghost walked in, carrying an antique food box.
Fang Mu was slightly shocked: "Qinggui teaching?"
It seems that for a powerful photogatherer.
The little trap outside the house is of no use at all.
"You started meditating just after you came back? It's really hard work." Qing Gui looked at Fang Mu and shook his head in disappointment: "It's a pity that it was too slow. Three laps actually took a whole day?"
"Forehead......"
Fang Mu was speechless for a while.
The requirements are a bit too harsh.
No one listens to your course schedule except me.
"But since you have at least finished running and done well, other losers are not even willing to try. This elixir is your reward." Qinggui threw out an elixir and it fell directly into Fang Mu's hand.
Such exquisite control.
Fang Mu stretched out his hand, and an emerald-green elixir with a fragrant medicinal fragrance fell into his palm.
It was the marrow-cleansing pill that Chen Qingfeng obtained.
Fang Mu needs this very much in the next stage of his cultivation.
"Thank you for teaching me." Fang Mu stood up with difficulty, enduring the pain all over his body and saluted.
Qinggui glanced at him: "This is the first time, and you persisted in running down, so you are rewarded. There will be no rewards next, will you still run?"
Fang Mu thought for a while and nodded heavily: "Run."
There was a hint of admiration in Aoki's eyes.
Some people can get elixirs without suffering anything.
But I have to suffer a lot to get the same treatment.
If you were an ordinary person, your mentality might not be stable.
This kid is neither humble nor arrogant.
Not bad indeed.
Green Ghost asked: "Why?"
Fang Mu said: "Because I think what the teacher said is right."
"Which sentence?"
"Everything you say is correct."
"Hahahahaha." Qing Gui laughed boldly, his messy hair rippling in the wind: "Although it is a very direct flattery, it is indeed very comfortable."
Fang Mu said seriously: "I'm not flattering, I really think Tianqing College's theory should be right."
Qing Gui's smile faded. Seeing Fang Mu's expression, he was silent for a while and said coldly: "Actually, I'm talking nonsense. The practice of ancient methods is really dregs. It squeezes one's own potential and seems to improve qi and blood, but in fact it will leave behind bad things."
It’s a hidden injury. It’s accumulated over time, and the same is true for the injury.”
By the time the secret injury breaks out, the person will be completely disabled.
Fang Mu was stunned for a moment, but slowly shook his head.
Express disbelief.
"You don't believe it?" Qinggui asked.
"Of course I don't believe it."
"Why?"
"Because I think ancient practice should be very beneficial, as long as it solves the problem of hidden injuries."
"What if it can't be solved?"
"If it can't be solved, it's a teaching accident. The college has to take responsibility, at least it will have to take care of my livelihood for the rest of my life." Fang Mu divided the responsibilities neatly.
Aoki laughed completely this time.
Like a lion's roar, like thunder, deafening.
"It is true that the ancient method is not good, but I do not admire the ancient method. I simply think that those Xiang Gathering Masters who rely on elixirs and breathing methods are useless."
Qinggui Jieao said: "The study of elixirs was created by human beings to assist in cultivation and solve their own problems."
"But people nowadays regard it as the foundation of cultivation."
"Too stupid."
"Relying on ancient methods to polish Qi and blood, and relying on elixirs to resolve hidden wounds, this is the most perfect way to open the door. It is really baffling that such a simple theory is not favored by the world."
Fang Mu expressed his understanding: "Laziness is the primary productive force. If you can be lazy, no one wants to suffer."
Many inventions and creations.
Essentially it's all about being lazy.
Qing Gui glanced at Fang Mu in surprise: "You brat, your views are quite unique."
"It's still not as good as teaching you."
"Don't flatter me, I'm just a rough guy. I don't have the energy to think about these things. I just use a certain method if I think it's good. These theories were summed up by a friend of mine. He does research in the inner courtyard. Occasionally,
I will also go to the outer courtyard for a walk."
theory?
a friend.
After hearing this, Fang Mu unconsciously thought of the middle-aged man who put a big cloak on him last night.
Qinggui said: "Although I agree with this theory, I will not force students to practice it, because everyone has their own way. Just because I don't like them doesn't mean they are necessarily wrong."
"The last student who ran around the mountains so neatly had already been in school for three years."
"So someone was willing to run today and even finished the run. My friend was very happy when he found out."
"I was urged to bring you food made by myself. I must reward you."
Qinggui patted the food box in his hand: "You haven't eaten yet, right?"
Fang Mu nodded sheepishly: "I didn't eat."
I was so tired that I didn't want to move.
Where can I find the strength to eat?
Aoki opened the food box.
A small bucket of rice.
The eight dishes, four meat and four vegetarian, were full of color and flavor, and the portions were large. The aroma of meat wafted over, instantly arousing Fang Mu's hunger, and his eyes glowed with a faint green light.
Fang Mu swallowed and couldn't look away.
"You're welcome." Qinggui said with a smile.
Fang Mu couldn't help but pounced on it and ate it hungrily.
It smells so good.
Fang Mu praised: "This friend of yours is really good at your craftsmanship."
"It's not bad. I've been single for so many years and naturally I can only learn to cook by myself. It's normal to make delicious food."
"By the way, Professor, is that friend of yours also a physiognomist? Who is he?" Fang Mu asked vaguely with his mouth full.
Qing Gui said casually: "He is just an ordinary person. His surname is Xu and his name is Xu Guan. He is a madman who loves to study the Dharma."