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Chapter 341: Teaching the Fa

Watching Shan Shinan and the others leaving the ground with various escaping lights, Ye Xuan couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: I don't know what's going on with the Prison Suppression Department in Hanze? I still have authority here, I have to wait.

After the situation calmed down a bit, it was time to go to Hanze.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ye Xuan smiled slightly as he listened to the curiosity and discussion of his subordinates about the location of the Reincarnation Hall. He was about to take this opportunity to announce to everyone about tonight's banquet when he suddenly saw Zhu Ganghe squatting in the corner, You Huan

While crying, Ye Xuan couldn't help but frown slightly.

He led Wukong to prepare for tonight's banquet, and ordered everyone to disperse first. He stopped Zhu Ganghe alone and visited the inner court.

"Even if we are only separated temporarily, the distance between Tongue Mountain Realm and our Ping An City is not far away. When you succeed in your practice, a sword light will come to the Reincarnation Hall to meet your brother.

Ganghye, why are you so sad?" Due to Zhu Ganghye's character, Ye Xuan has always been more serious about him, and there is basically no emotional communication between the two.

Zhu Ganghe was more in awe of Ye Xuan than in love, but in this safe city, Ye Xuan was indeed the one he had the closest relationship with after his brother, General Heng Ha. At the moment, except for Ye Xuan's words of persuasion, no one else could interfere.

What to say.

He spoke warmly and tried to persuade Zhu Gangxi, "I said goodbye to my brother today. The apprentice had mixed feelings in his heart. Thinking that my brother has Shan Shinan as his guide, his cultivation will surely advance rapidly. When we meet again, I will

We may be thousands of miles apart from him, but I still think that the inheritance between me and the distant ancestor of the leopard tapir in my mind has never been connected.

So I was even more sad and couldn't help crying. Please forgive me, Master."

Although Zhu Ganghe's spiritual wisdom has increased day by day after cultivating as a demon, in the final analysis he lacks experience and his mentality is still that of a thirteen or fourteen year old boy.

Generally speaking, when young people see their friends of the same generation passing away, they inevitably compare themselves when thinking about their future prospects. It is normal for them to shed tears because of this.

But Zhu Gangxi is so sad. If he keeps holding this matter in his heart without being able to solve it, he is afraid that it will turn into inner demons and become an insurmountable obstacle on the path of spiritual practice.

He pondered for a long time and said: "Leopard tapirs are tyrannical alien species that devour nightmares and are evil and treacherous. It is not easy for you to connect with such distant ancestors and have the opportunity to obtain their inheritance. Your future future will be compared with that of your brother."

, also between brothers.

But I didn’t have much time in the past and was so busy with everything that I always neglected the growth of disciples like you.

So be it.

From then on, I will explain a section of the Huangquan Heart Sutra to you brothers and sisters every three days to help you perfect your own state of mind. This Huangquan Heart Sutra is particularly suitable for your Leopard Tapir inheritance and has many benefits.

You should practice hard and try to catch up with your brother as soon as possible."

Zhu Gangxi was originally just crying to his master about his temporary sadness, and it was over as it was. With his temperament, it was impossible for him to develop any inner demons as a result.

But I didn't expect that my master would misunderstand me, and I was worried that my mood would be damaged. Every three days, I would summon several fellow disciples to give lectures to me. I was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say.

God knows how much it doesn't want to go back to the time when it was strictly controlled by its master.

But now he has shot himself in the foot.

Ye Xuan saw it being speechless and thought it was because he was so moved that he couldn't speak out. He clapped his hands and said, "You don't have to have too much psychological burden. A good life and practice are the greatest reward for me, Master."

Let’s go down now. Get ready, everyone. Let’s inform all the brothers and sisters that we will start the first lecture tomorrow!”

In this way, the matter was settled. Zhu Ganghe did not dare to disobey his master, so he grunted in agreement, shook his body like a mountain, and walked out of the inner court.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw the big black horse communicating with Mingfeng with his eyes.

Zhu Ganghe felt relieved again: Master was willing to personally teach him how to practice, what else could he be dissatisfied with? How could he be like the big black horse who had been following Master for a long time, yet he was still so ignorant, only talking to himself all day long?

A good friend talks about love, but is not willing to put any thought into practice.

——Does it know that it is a different species from Mingfeng?, and that it will also turn into a alien species? If the two alien species want to combine, they must both cultivate to the true body state?

If you knew this, you would probably feel that your horse life would be boring, right?

Zhu Ganghe was sympathetic and a little gloating about the big black horse's misfortune. He swayed his huge body and stayed away from the inner courtyard to communicate with Wu Kong and his new junior brother Shan Shiyang.

As for Biaozi, he has always been in the inner court, and there is no need for Zhugangxi to inform him about tomorrow's lecture.

The big black horse and Ming Feng? both tilted their heads slightly and watched Zhu Gang go away.

The latter thought for a moment, feeling envious of his master's disciples like Zhu Gangxi.

The former looked at it for a long time, then curled his lips: "The higher you practice, the more difficulties you will face. In the end, you will be killed with a sword. Isn't the practice completely meaningless?

It’s better to travel around the mountains and rivers like we are now, and be happy and carefree!”

Mingfeng? Hearing this, he thought for a longer time, and then said: "That's right."

Thinking that he had worked hard in the past and finally awakened to the Mingfeng? bloodline and became a foreign species, but he had incurred continuous hostility, targeting, and isolation from his fellow tribesmen, and even later betrayal and alienation, Mingfeng? couldn't help but be more convinced by the big dark horse's remarks.

Fat Tiger leaned against the stone pillar at the door, listening to everything they said.

It just moved its ears, and then raised its head to look at the dim sky, its eyes gradually darkening.

Everyone in Ping'an City knows that no matter how many capable ministers and generals the lord has, Fat Hu will always be the one he trusts the most. In Ping'an City, Pang Hu's status is very important.

But it never spoke human words, and seemed unable to learn ventriloquism. It only barked to signal people. Over time, the people of Ping'an City subconsciously regarded Fat Tiger as an animal with low intelligence.

However, Fat Hu was the fastest to comprehend all the methods taught by Ye Xuan, and if he devoted himself to practice, he could achieve the results of eight or nine days of practice in Ping'an City in one day.

How can such talent and understanding be what a beast with low intelligence should be like?

Ordinary Ping An City citizens may not take Fat Tiger seriously, such as Big Dark Horse, Ming Feng?.

But big figures in Ping An City like Yue Yunzhai and Luo Hu Dashi have always respected Fat Hu.

They understand better: Fat Tiger is like a shadow of the Lord, an extension of his will.

In the inner court, Ye Xuan was also thinking silently in his heart.

Since I have to teach all the Dharma to my disciples tomorrow, I can no longer treat them as normal as before.

After all, among his disciples, there was one like Biaozi who had only half a foot in the refining realm, and most of his cultivation levels were above that of his master, Ye Xuan.

Their vision must also be quite high.

What kind of method can be given to them to harmonize the tastes of the disciples and benefit them all?


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