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Chapter 95

Dao Yi was originally chosen by Zhan Changfeng, and it was also the first lesson in Zhejuwu. It was already noon, and she had already missed it.

There is no option for body building, so I still have to buy one now.

As a result, physical exercise is usually done in the early morning, which conflicts with the spiritual language.

Zhan Changfeng could only miss one class and another class from time to time. It took him a few days to find out each teacher's teaching progress and method.

Among them, the exercise class is undoubtedly the easiest, but Mr. Black Iron, who teaches stance, sparring, and shooting, is only innately talented. He is more than enough to teach a bunch of little carrots who have just learned Taoism, but teaching her is a joke.

Already.

Mr. Kurogane also knew this, so he turned a blind eye to her. As long as she completed the training program, she would be qualified.

As for spiritual language classes, new content is usually taught in the first half of the class, and the second half of the class is self-study and spot-checking the previous day's study.

Zhan Changfeng could only try his best to compress time, learn all the content of the day in the first half of the class, give Mr. Bai Feng a spot check, and rush to complete the training in the second half of the class.

And because she was new here and had missed all previous classes, she took the opportunity to ask the teachers. Among them, Mr. Bai Feng, who taught spiritual language, and Mr. Mingshan, who taught Taoist rituals, suffered the most.

"I don't even know how she found me. She washed her hands and turned around and then appeared. She asked all those questions and didn't drive me crazy!" Mr. Bai Feng complained in Mingjing Pavilion.

Mr. Mingshan felt the same way, "It's true, let's take the titles of monks as an example. Those who follow the path of cultivation are all called believers. After going through the conversion ceremony and worshiping the master, they can be called laymen. After passing on the longitude or the crown of Taoism, they can be called Taoist priests and pay homage to the master.

After becoming a monk and having a lineage of inheritance, you become a Taoist master, right?"

"Nothing wrong."

Mr. Mingshan added, "Believers, lay people, and Taoist priests have not truly become monks. Therefore, when you meet a monk, even if you are from the same sect, you should not call him brother or sister. You should all call him Taoist leader, Taoist friend, Taoist master, or Taoist master. In order to avoid the distinction between Taoism and secularism,

Ostomy industry, right?”

"That's right."

"Another important point is that in the world of monasticism, we do not use the words of the secular world. We do not use the title of junior brother or sister. Regardless of the level of cultivation, men, women, or elders, we all call each other senior brother and sister to show modesty. Unless we are people of the same lineage, in the

Master has made a ranking. After all, there are many variables in cultivation. Today you are innate and she is acquired. You call her junior sister. In a few years, she will build the foundation and you will still be innate. Are you embarrassed?"

"It's all normal. Is there anything suspicious here?"

Mingshan couldn't bear to reply, "It's quite normal, but she will ask Tsuna questions, such as what kind of changes Dao Yi has experienced, what are the differences in etiquette of each Dao sect, how are these differences caused, etc."

"

"How can I dig so deeply? I can't help but answer. I don't want to lose face. Then I find an excuse to ask her to ask the next day. When I scratch my head and find out the answer to her, she calmly listens to it.

He said it was similar to what I found last night, and then asked new questions, are you going to collapse?!"

"Is it that exaggerated?" Mr. Xuan He recalled, "I think she is good. She learns quickly and well. I didn't see her asking me, so she left after class."

"That's because you're teaching Zuowang! With her coming and going so fast, how can she have time to ask you? Do you still need to ask?"

"Mr. Bai Feng, please don't get excited. It's a good thing for students to be eager to learn."

Mr. Bai Feng sighed loudly, "Xuan He, I know that studiousness deserves encouragement, but I am a teacher of Lingyu. She asked me how Lingyu can communicate between different languages. Just because of this, I have been arguing with her for nearly a year.

It’s a month.”

"Isn't spiritual language just about cultivating the mind? Once the mind has been mastered, you will naturally understand it."

"It's too simple. She asked me whether the principle of spiritual language is the homogenization of spiritual power, or whether spiritual language has the magical effect of transforming language, or whether it is some kind of telepathy. I teach spiritual language, and

If you’re not the one who made up the spiritual language, how would I know!”

Mr. Xuan He consoled her, "You can just say whatever you want, since she has no place to ask for confirmation."

Mr. Bai Feng became even more resentful, "I told her that maybe there was a change in my telepathy that I was not aware of. Then she asked me, it is said that the most advanced spiritual language can communicate with all races, does that mean that all races can communicate with each other?"

There is a certain similarity in their mental power."

A gentleman next to him shook his hand and almost tore up the paper under his hand, "It turns out that you are trying to hurt me. Just tell me why a student came to me inexplicably and asked me what are the similarities and differences in the brain structure of each race. I teach

Children only know the Encyclopedia of Beasts, but they can be captured and dissected?!"

The doctor said silently, "I seem to know why she came to see me."

Mr. Xuan He was curious, "Are there any similarities or differences in the brain structure of each race?"

The doctor drank tea and replied enigmatically, "I believe you will solve the answer to the unsolved mystery one day. I answered her like this."

Everyone raised their thumbs, high, really high.

Suddenly, the man in charge of the spiritual birds looked up in horror, "Is the student you are talking about the one with scars on his face?"

"yes."

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, I am also glad that there is a student who comes to observe spiritual birds every day. It shows her love for living creatures. She wants to dissect them after a long time!"

"No, no, I have to guard the poultry house!" The gentleman picked up the sword and ran away like a gust of wind.

With a bang, the door closed.

All the gentlemen didn't know what expressions to put on, and it seemed that no expression was right. Only Mr. Xuan He was overjoyed, "This student is so interesting."

Mr. Bai Feng warned her, "Be careful when extreme joy leads to sorrow."

"How is that possible? Anyway, I have nothing to ask here. She has already done a good job." As soon as Mr. Xuan He finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Not too fast, not too slow, and of the right severity. Once you hear it, you will know that the other person is a person who abides by etiquette and has a very good temperament.

However, all the gentlemen seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and Bai Feng and Ming Shan were the most nervous.

Mr. Mingshan said, "I have already given her the key to the library. Let her look it up on her own if she wants to know anything. She shouldn't be here to find me."

"I've dumped him on others a long time ago, and he didn't come here to find me."

The two "others" who taught the Encyclopedia of Beasts and basic pharmacology gave him a cross look.

Xuan He had nothing to do with himself and just watched the fun, and said with a smile, "Come in!"

Slowly, her expression became solemn. She looked at the students who were walking in front of her and said preemptively, "Yi Zhan, your sitting and forgetting skills are excellent. I have decided to let you pass this course now."

You have more time to study other things. Look at you, how tired you are from running around every day."

Zhan Changfeng looked at her seriously, "I still have doubts and would like to ask sir."

Mr. Xuan He suddenly felt a little uneasy, "Then...just ask."

"To enter tranquility is to clear one's mind and meditate to enter a conscious state of practice. Meditation is to purify consciousness and reach a state of untainted liberation. Sitting and forgetting is just to abandon one's body, ears and eyes. Is it to get rid of the shackles of thoughts and ideas?"

Xuan He pondered for a long time and said, "Yes or no, you have to feel it yourself. The only thing I can tell you is that if you sit down, your mind will remain still, and if you forget, all the shapes will disappear. If you sit and forget, your mind will be calm and let go."

You have a deeper grasp of your own life will, and you are really following the path instead of escaping from reality."

"Although sitting and forgetting is a method of internal cultivation, it would be too superficial if it is only used as a tool for cultivation. However, the philosophy is very complex and everyone has different understandings. I cannot explain it all."

Zhan Changfeng asked, "What do you think sitting and forgetting is, sir?"

Xuan He pointed out the window, "A bird just flew by, did you see it?"

"Saw it."

"Then let it pass."

Xuan He's "sitting and forgetting" and throwing yourself into reality is a state of peace of mind. There is no need to think about the road you have traveled, and you don't have to miss the fragrance of the flowers you have smelled. Return to the origin of life and let the long river of your soul flow quietly.

Zhan Changfeng was very educated, but she only regarded sitting and forgetting as an internal practice method like entering tranquility, and did not really understand and practice it, so she sat and forgot, and did not realize the difference at all.

"Thank you for your advice, sir."


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