The next day, the old Bai Diao Hanhou invited Yun Buliu to teach the students.
Because it is impossible to farm in this snowfield, and it is difficult to raise livestock, so agriculture, civil engineering, and miscellaneous studies are almost not included in the plan.
There are only three departments in the entire academy: combat department, formation department, and talisman department.
Even the alchemy system and the weapon refining system were excluded because there was a lack of medicinal herbs in the snowfield and the energy of the fire attribute heaven and earth was extremely thin.
In the view of Old Bai Diao Hanhou, compared to many ancient sects, although their Icefield Academy only has three departments, it is actually much stronger than those.
Old Bai Diao heard from Hai Lao Gui that in ancient times, there were some small sects with only a few disciples, and they only taught a simple set of cultivation methods.
Compared to some powerful sects, those small sects are no different from casual cultivators.
Well, casual cultivators are monks like them who have no family, no sect, and no power.
However, after they established the academy, these students will no longer be considered as having no family, no sect, and no influence when they go out.
In this world, there are already Tiancang Academy, Ten Thousand Swords Academy, Siren Academy, plus their Icefield Academy, and four other academies built by the four old demons.
This is the power behind these students.
Old Bai Diao told Yun Buliu that he would tell these students what equality of all races means and what self-improvement means, just as he said before at Siren Academy.
When Yun Buliu heard this, he couldn't help but become happy. He was rushing to let him bring the core values of a harmonious society to these Xueyuan students!
Originally, Yun Buliu was worried about what kind of Shinto this old guy would do in the future!
Now it seems that it may not be that easy for this old demon to start practicing Shinto.
Under the influence of the core values of a harmonious society, and under the cultivation of the concept that everyone is self-improving and everyone is like a dragon, it will definitely not be easy to develop Shinto.
Even if it can be developed, the scale will not be very big.
When the number of monks increases and their strength increases, how can Desolate Realm dare to call themselves gods again?
Moreover, these old monsters of the wilderness are probably not embarrassed to call themselves gods now under the threat of ancient evil beings such as the Black Sea and Chishui Abyss!
Especially if there are human monks in the wilderness, if they dare to call themselves gods, they will probably be laughed to death.
Thinking about it, Yun Buliu felt that they really didn't dare to let these old monsters call themselves gods!
So the problem now is to solve the fanatical die-hards like Heimer.
When Yun Buliu was giving lectures to these academy disciples, Haimo and the other primitive people on the island were also sitting below and listening.
In fact, what Yun Buliu said was not that he had not told them before.
It's just that in the impression of these primitive people on the island, Yun Buliu is the god sent by heaven to save them and guide them. This impression is deeply ingrained and difficult to change for a while.
Even if his cultivation reached Haimo's level, he still firmly believed in it.
When Yun Buliu talked about how everyone is like a dragon and how anyone can grow to their level, some students below raised their hands.
"Sir, can we really surpass you in the future? Can we surpass Grandpa Shanzhang?"
Grandpa Shanzhang is the old White Diao Hanhou. With his long beard and long eyebrows, he does have a kind-hearted appearance. Even though he has a nose like an eagle hook, it does not give people a sinister look.
When hearing such questions, some people laughed, while others became angry.
Most of the people who laughed felt disdainful, and some thought it was simply a joke.
The angry people are the island primitives like Haimo!
Not to mention comparing Yun Buliu with them, Haimo and the others would be angry. Even if they compared Yun Buliu with old Bai Diao Hanhou, Haimo felt that Hanhou was not worthy of carrying Yun Buliu's shoes.
These little guys simply don’t know what the heavens and the earth are, and they are so arrogant!
If he were in their island tribe, he would probably have had his ears scratched.
However, what Haimo didn't expect was that Yun Buliu on the podium stepped down and sat directly on the podium table, then moved his butt in an inconspicuous manner, looking at the humans and humans below with a smile on his face.
The animal students looked gentle.
After a long time, when he saw that some people were confused, Yun Buliu smiled and said: "Do you know? In my eyes, you are like precious seeds of hope, each filled with thousands of possibilities.
Infinitely rich and full precious seeds! In my eyes, you are the next world, you mean tomorrow!"
Some people were thoughtful after listening to it; some people were filled with enthusiasm after hearing it; some were indifferent, and most of those who were indifferent were from beasts.
Compared to humans, these beasts seem to be calmer.
Yun Buliu continued: "So, don't ask if you can surpass us? Can you surpass our predecessors? But ask yourself, do we have this strong ambition to surpass everything? Are we ready to sacrifice everything for this?
Even if it means paying the price with your life!"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a sense of sacred reverence.
For example, Yan Zhan felt that he could remember these concepts and pass them on from generation to generation.
When Hou Han heard this, he couldn't help but nod secretly. He felt that listening to Yun Buliu's lecture was so comfortable that it could easily make people feel drunk.
And when Haimo heard the last sentence, 'Even if it costs his life,' Haimo felt a surge of blood, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling.
This fanatical diehard, if Yun Buliu asked him to die at this time, he would probably carry out Yun Buliu's order without hesitation, regardless of the reason.
After a long time, someone came back to the beast and asked: "Sir, Grandpa Shanzhang said that practicing is to make yourself stronger and live better. If this is the case, why do you still pay the price with your life? Is it possible to practice?
Is it dangerous? More dangerous than hunting?”
Yun Buliu smiled and said: "Of course there are dangers in practicing. You are still young and have not been exposed to practice for a long time, so you cannot feel this danger. When one day, your cultivation reaches the level of your Yanzhan instructor, you can
You understand what I’m saying now.”
Yun Buliu's words made many academy disciples look at each other in confusion.
Then, he asked: "Are you afraid of death?"
As soon as these children heard this question, they immediately raised their heads and said, "Don't be afraid!"
Even if you are afraid, you will shout "not afraid" loudly at this time.
Yun Buliu smiled and said: "You actually don't have to worry too much about the dangers on the road to cultivation, because most people will never reach the level of your Yanzhan instructor in their lifetime."
After some encouragement, Yun Buliu started to pour cold water on them again.
In his opinion, this is very necessary, otherwise in the future they will think that what he said in Yun Buliu, even if he said it in a nice way, is no different from farting.
When all the students were stunned, Yun Buliu continued: "Each of us, every beast, is different, so our talents will naturally be different. Some people practice fast, some people practice slowly... This
It’s the difference between high and low talent. In the final analysis, we still have to go back to the saying, there are specializations in the arts, that’s all!”
"Sir, if that's the case, can people with low talents give up practicing?"
One of the academy disciples with a smug look on his face looked at a pale disciple sitting next to him and asked. He seemed to be hoping to use Yun Buliu's words to give this disciple a heavy blow.
I guess there’s something going on between them!
After all, when people get along with each other, there will definitely be minor conflicts.
Yun Buliu pretended not to know, and said with a smile: "That's right, but it's also wrong! If it's right, it does mean that most people with low talents can give up practicing. What's wrong is that what I'm talking about now is the talent.
, only refers to physical talent. In fact, when cultivation reaches our level, it is no longer physical talent, but understanding!"
Yun Buliu told a little lie, but it can't be said to be a lie. It can only be said that it is like this in most cases! After practicing in the wilderness, the body's talents can basically be ignored.
However, people with special physiques like Yun Buliu have to be exempted.
In fact, he once heard An Ran say that in Tianlan Realm, there are many peculiar physiques that can allow people to practice with half the effort, and some physiques are even extremely powerful.
But as far as other people are concerned, this particularity can be completely excluded.
"So, if you don't work hard, how can you know where your limits are? Where are your talents?" Yun Buliu smiled and said: "You are still young, there are countless opportunities for trial and error, and there are many opportunities for you to be wanton.
Wasted time. Your mountain leader has already set up this stage for you, so why don’t you give it a try and put your efforts on the line!"
In fact, these students did not have much feelings about Yun Buliu's words. They just felt that what he said was very reasonable, but that was all.
However, for people like Yanjiao and Haimo who have been practicing for a long time, the feeling is quite profound. After all, they have just come through those youthful years.
Looking at them is like seeing my own yesterday.
Seeing that the pale-faced academy disciple didn't seem to have calmed down, Yun Buliu continued: "Even if the talent is low, so what? If you can't become a gifted genius, then become a hard-working genius, with sweat and perseverance,
In exchange for your own glory."
"You must remember that where there is a will, there is a way. If you work hard, God will not let you down."
Yun Buliu poured another bowl of chicken soup for everyone. Not to mention these young academy disciples, even the old fried dough sticks like Old Bai Diao Hanhou were intoxicated by this bowl of chicken soup.
Because Lao Bai Diao thought about old monsters like them. If he didn’t cheer himself up from time to time, who could persevere! But among those self-praising words, how can these two sentences be so clear and concise?
He suddenly felt that his old eyes were a little moist!