Fortunately, Wu Xuanzi was not angry, but was very calm. He exchanged a few polite words with Song Leizi, and Bu Fan had to admire him.
He is indeed a master, and his magnanimity cannot be matched by ordinary people.
Wu Xuanzi soon won the favor of all the folks in the village.
After all, Wu Xuanzi's life experience is very graphic. Both his parents died, and he lived alone for half his life. He couldn't even find a wife, so he had to live all over the world.
Afterwards, Bu Fan led Wu Xuanzi to the private school.
Wu Xuanzi raised his eyes and looked at the plaque, his mind trembled suddenly, and he was instantly attracted by the two words on the plaque. The vast aura of the vast sea, and every stroke and every stroke contained thousands of Taoism and nature.
"Mr. Wu, how did you write?"
Bu Fan was not surprised to see Wu Xuanzi staring at the plaque intently. This man was a scholar, so it was not surprising that he liked calligraphy.
"Sir, did you write this?"
Wu Xuanzi was shocked. He had guessed that Mr. Bu might be a terrifying existence, but after seeing this plaque, he felt that he had underestimated it.
You know, he has never seen calligraphy by saints, but compared with this plaque, the calligraphy of saints he has seen is like a child playing with mud.
"Exactly down there!"
Bu Fan smiled confidently.
Although Wu Xuanzi had already guessed, when he learned the truth, he still took a deep breath.
How deeply does the hermit in front of him realize that he can describe thousands of natural ways?
"It's getting late, Mr. Wu, you said you wanted to see my private school, you might as well go in and have a look!"
Bu Fan didn't know what Wu Xuanzi was thinking, so he walked into the private school first.
Wu Xuanzi saw this and hurried to catch up.
But as soon as he entered the private school, the surroundings were filled with a strong aura of awe, and Wu Xuanzi swallowed his saliva.
In fact, as long as there are places with a strong reading atmosphere, there will be an awe-inspiring atmosphere.
For example, the three major academies of the Wei Dynasty all contain aura of awe to a greater or lesser extent. To form this aura of awe is not a simple matter, it takes many years to nurture it.
The number of Confucian cultivators also determines the richness of the academy's aura of awe.
But compared with the awe-inspiring aura of the three major academies and the extraordinary private schools, they are simply like the ocean or a small lake.
And the extraordinary private school is the sea.
…
Then, when he saw that all the children in the private school were Confucian practitioners, Wu Xuanzi seemed very calm this time. In the end, he was so numb that he was used to it.
But when he saw that even his female disciples had such awe-inspiring aura, Wu Xuanzi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
You must know that there were very few female Confucianism cultivators in the Wei Dynasty, and the total number of female disciples in Bufan Private School was probably more than the number of female Confucianism cultivators in the entire dynasty.
"Sir, why did you choose to build a private school in this remote village?"
Wu Xuanzi expressed his doubts. In his opinion, since he wanted to establish an academy, why not go to a larger place.
"Is there any place for teaching and educating people?"
Bu Fan smiled faintly and glanced at the children in the private school.
"We, the scholars, should establish our minds for the heaven and the earth, establish our lives for the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations."
One by one, they fell into Wu Xuanzi's ears.
Wu Xuanzi was shocked all over.
The words he just said echoed in his mind, as if someone was suddenly lighting a light for him in front of him, and the awe-inspiring energy in his body was sublimated at this moment.
Seeing Wu Xuanzi stunned on the spot, Bu Fan slapped his forehead suddenly, and almost forgot again, and actually said the famous sayings of a certain great scholar in his previous life.
These four sentences are also called Hengqu Four Sentences.
It expresses the ambitions and pursuits that scholars should have: the world, all peoples, the way of sages and the foundation of peace have always been praised by people.
"Thank you sir for your advice. I, Wu Xuanzi, am deeply grateful. Please accept my respect!"
Wu Xuanzi came back to his senses and found that the aura of Haoran in his body was countless times purer than before.
He immediately understood that what he just said was to give him instructions, and he immediately knelt down towards Bu Fan.
"No need to be polite!"
Bu Fan was startled by Wu Xuanzi's actions and hurriedly helped him.
Let’s not talk about Wu Xuanzi’s cultivation level. How could he dare to accept an old man with white hair kneeling down to him?
But what Yi Yifan never expected was that Wu Xuanzi planned to worship him as his teacher and learn some sage ways from him.
You said that you are a great practitioner, how can you learn the way of sages?
After some pushback, Wu Xuanzi took back the idea of becoming a disciple.
"Sir, I think the private school is so big and you are the only teacher. Why don't I also be the teacher in the private school and help you share the burden, sir?"
Wu Xuanzi felt it was a pity, but he also understood that it was not easy for a hermit to accept him as his disciple.
After all, people like this always only value fate when accepting disciples.
[Task: Want to be a master in a private school]
[Task introduction: Wu Xuanzi has been searching for the Tao all his life. Now after listening to the words of a small village chief, he has gained some insights and is willing to be a master in a private school]
[Task reward: 800,000 experience points]
Enlightenment?
Could it be because of those four sentences about Hengqu?
Bu Fan twitched the corners of his mouth.
No wonder Wu Xuanzi wanted to worship him as his teacher no matter what he said before. The reason why he dared to do so was because he had no intention of saying the four sentences of Hengqu, which improved Wu Xuanzi's cultivation.
However, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with letting Wu Xuanzi stay in the private school.
Although Wu Xuanzi stayed in the village because of a certain opportunity in the village.
But he wouldn't compete with Wu Xuanzi for any opportunity. Besides, he didn't like it, so there was no conflict of interest between them.
And let Wu Xuanzi stay in the private school as a master.
Not only can it help him share some of the pressure, but Wu Xuanzi cannot remain indifferent if some evil cultivator with a blind eye accidentally passes by here in the future.
Think about it this way.
Bu Fan's eyes lit up.
This is simply a tailor-made amulet.
"Sir, even if I can't be a master in a private school and be a sweeper, I'd still like to be a sweeper!"
Seeing that Bu Fan didn't speak, Wu Xuanzi thought that Bu Fan didn't agree, so he quickly lowered his position.
Sweeper?
Looking at Wu Xuanzi with white hair and stooped body, Bu Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The hermit boss and the old man sweeping the floor seemed quite interesting.
"Mr. Wu, you are joking. With your knowledge, you are more than capable of serving as a master in my private school!"
Bu Fan coughed dryly. He was not telling lies. Wu Xuanzi's knowledge was far different from his, but he was more than capable of teaching children.
"Thank you sir, I will definitely not let you down!" Wu Xuanzi was so excited that his whole body trembled.
…
Later, the private school had an additional teacher, and Wu Xuanzi lived in a side room of the private school on this day.
When the news came out, all the villagers suddenly realized.
It turned out that the village chief kept the old man named Wu in order to find a wife for his private school.
At first, the villagers were a little worried about whether Old Man Wu was qualified for the post of private tutor.
But after hearing their children's answers, their doubts dissipated.
According to the children, Old Man Wu is very knowledgeable, kind and approachable.
A few days later, all the villagers respectfully called Wu Xuanzi "Master Wu".