Hiroshi Matsushima was still sitting cross-legged in the corner of the room calmly, calling himself Five Listeners, closing all sense organs, and concentrating on meditation.
For baseline people who can turn off their senses at any time, the condition of "not being disturbed" is still very easy to achieve.
As a masked personality, Ling noticed Xiangshan's arrival through a camera and began to execute the wake-up procedure.
Others on the other side were not so calm.
On the sixth day, he jumped up, rushed to Xiang Shan, and shouted: "Master..."
With a look, Xiangshan turned the sounds in his synthesizer into meaningless white noise: "Okay, that's almost it. I rarely accept disciples. The one I accepted now was done when my memory was not restored. Don't do it either.
You're thinking too much. Just follow me and teach me if you can, but don't even think about taking on a disciple."
——If all the warriors I have taught are considered my disciples, then my disciples may not be counted in units of tens of thousands.
In comparison, Yuan Wenren was much more reserved, and his movements were obviously a bit stiff in front of Xiang Shan.
Although she had already guessed that the unknown senior had an extraordinary identity, who could have guessed that he was such a martial arts legend?
This is the reincarnation of the Martial God! The Martial God!
Looking at the nervous Yuan Wenren, Xiangshan felt that if she had the culture of the old times, she might have to salute directly. Xiangshan shook his head again: "Tsk, Ohara, haven't you adapted yet? To be honest, this problem is not good. I used to
How is it, how is it now? Has there been any change?"
The original reporter said very mechanically: "No..."
Xiangshan even felt that the assistant he trained could not even pass the Turing test in his current state.
Xiang Shan turned his gaze again. After being caught by Xiang Shan's gaze, Han Zhun jumped up from the ground just like Liu Ri, dancing as if he wanted to say something, but there was no sound.
Xiang Shan silently tapped his throat.
Liuri also whispered: "You forgot to open it again..."
At this moment, Han Zhun's vocal cords have completely disappeared, replaced by a built-in synthesizer that can be turned on and off manually.
This would at least prevent Han Zhun from saying anything when he gets excited.
Han Zhun was a little hesitant, but he still turned on his artificial vocal organ: "Ah, senior, that..."
"Well, that's it. I can probably guess what you want to say, so there's no need to say any words of praise." Xiang Shan said, "I'm almost ready here. I just came here to ask about what you said two days ago.
, have you considered it clearly? Are you really not going to set off with me?"
"Ah?" Liu Ri was shocked: "Old Han, are you stupid? Oh my god, do you know who this is? These are the Twelve Martial Gods! This belongs to the Martial Ancestor... This is a character from mythology.
?Now there is an opportunity, follow him! Just follow him..."
Xiang Shan gave the boy a moderate blow on the head, knocking him staggering: "Among the knights who followed me at the beginning, there were some who sacrificed their lives without achieving their magical powers, and some who rebelled and surrendered to the enemy. What's the meaning of 'just follow me'?
?Am I a mind controller?" After saying that, he turned to Han Zhun: "Xiao Han, are you sure?"
"My martial arts skills are low, I don't know anything, and I have no experience in martial arts. As a knight, I am too weak and I am afraid of death. Senior, you must have a very high fighting intensity. To you, I am just a burden..."
"Do you know about division of labor and cooperation? There is no difference in the size of chivalrous acts, only the division of labor." Xiang Shan said: "It is also a good choice to become a chivalrous person starting from logistics. From this point of view, a small team is better than a small team.
People need a lot of insurance. Even I need some support staff."
New entry-level warriors with weak combat effectiveness are first responsible for some logistical matters - such as maintaining the system, or manufacturing spare parts, manufacturing targeted weapons, recycling resources, and other trivial matters. During this process, these new entry-level warriors can also quickly
Master all kinds of engineering and computer knowledge. At the same time, they will also pick up some less dangerous enemies on the edge of the battlefield of the heroes to practice, and gradually improve their own force value.
This is the "old and new" model of knights passed down from the time of Wuzu. In order to avoid the resurgence of the apprenticeship system, there are many regulations among the knights to limit the power of knights over collaborators.
After more than two hundred years of this, the chivalrous group has also formed a master-disciple culture that is completely different from the old days.
Of course, modern knight-errants prefer to call him a "master-disciple relationship", but Xiang Shan followed his own habits and called him a "collaborator".
To be honest, Xiangshan has never understood when the term "master and apprentice", which implies a relationship of personal dependence, was used to refer to the modern organizational model he created. He also doesn't know which guy with a brain in kung fu movies did it.
.Yingjia, is that you? Or David?
Han Zhun still shook his head and said: "I still plan to go to the North Pole. That... you don't have to act outside, they are all in the sect... the trouble will be less."
Xiang Shan nodded: "Since you have your own plans, I can't make the decision for you. But I still want to explain the pros and cons to you. The Northern Knights have indeed been staying in large submarines and have direct contact with the outside world.
Less. However, this problem of yours must be overcome through training. If you don't pay attention to overcoming it in your life, you will never get better in your life. Also, the Northland knights' enzymes that restore the pills are relatively limited. They need to practice more.
Internal strength, for them, Huandan enzyme must be given priority to those who need to practice internal strength. It may not be enough to cure your brain damage. Although I don’t have much Huandan enzyme here, the demand is relatively high.
"Mao, Yuki, their demand is very low at this stage. You don't have to think that you are dragging me down."
Liuri still shook his head.
At this time, another person from outside the door ran in: "Great God! We people in the North are poor, but we can still afford the resources to treat a child's injuries evenly."
The single-killing king yelled a few words, and then stared straight at Xiang Shan: "Why don't you follow us to the North? Anyway, you are going to the Old Continent, leaving from Bering Fortress..."
"If I pass by the Bailing Fortress and I'm not discovered alive, then that place can be renamed Bering Bay." Xiang Shan sighed: "Be clear, the Bering Strait is still within the range of the Sky Star Fleet.
Inside"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I met the Martial God but I can't invite him back to open the eyes of the guys in the sect..." The single-killing king Jadel seemed to really regret this. But he still put his arm around Han Zhun's shoulders and said: "As for
I have taught this kid these past few days, and he is quite talented in internal skills. It would be appropriate for him to come back to the Red Stone Gate with us."