Start From Cultivation University

　　 The rate of dropping a course is high, and that may be a student's problem. However, if all the staff drop out of subjects, it must be the teacher's problem.

　　 "How can this be, how can this be?!" Yan Ruyu obviously also understands this, "The old man made the shot himself, but the students don't understand at all? Is it because the Kunlun students today are a bunch of idiots?"

　　 He just carried his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth in the book pavilion, squinting at Wei Ze, who was concentrating on judging the volume. After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't pull his face down, just shook his hand, and a little "eye" flew out of his cuff, instead of his eyes floating above Weize, watching the reviewing situation here.

　　 At this look, his face is even darker.

　　 Although he is still not very comfortable with the modern choice of fill-in-the-blank test methods, he still understands the drawing methods and formula spells of those characters.

　　 Compared with the foolish people he has seen in the past, these students who have received nine years of compulsory education are obviously more skilled. Just looking at the papers in Weize's hand, this group of children are not only not dull, but even most people at the level of comprehension are comparable to the top students in the past.

　　 However, it was such a bunch of seedlings, but he didn't teach any of them.

　　 What the old man said so badly?

　　 Is there really something wrong with my own teacher, or is this Daoist Wei Ze really an educator who has never met in a thousand years?

　　Is it impossible, really want to ask this Wei Ze Taoist friend to learn about the "power-driven method", "Ebbinghaus forgetting curve" and so on?

　　 At this time, Wei Ze didn't notice his doubtful look of life, and he still threw himself on the paper.

　　 Under the category of spells, only spell learning and introduction to drawing arrays are closed-book exams. According to the questionnaire, this group of students learned very well.

　　 only half a semester, most people have been able to recognize the basic symbols, and can also perform spell coordination. Even on the drawing questions that he deliberately was more difficult and intended to open the gap, there were a few adventurous people who drew the correct spells by their own hands.

　　 Among these, what surprised him the most was Xiao Youyu's share.

　　 On that big question, the kid didn't use the template he gave in class, but instead used the basic rune combination to spell out a complete talisman seal by himself.

　　 What kind of concept is this? If the charms drawn by other people are just samples on the counter and can be seen to be unusable, then Xiao Youyu's piece is a kind of manual assembly, which can be triggered on the spot by injecting spiritual energy on paper.

　　 He affirmed in his heart, and gave full marks on his backhand.

　　 The overall answer to the elixir class was worse than that of the spell class, but it was basically within the normal range. Especially noticeable is Yuan Qingqing's copy. The foundation of medicinal alchemy is quite solid. If there is a pill furnace in the school, she should be able to directly refine the basic pill now.

　　 It’s no wonder that the spiritual power that this student has recently provided is in alchemy...

　　 Wei Ze looked at the panel, and she really lost a lot of energy in studying alchemy. Her recent practice speed has not been as fast as before, and there is already a tendency to be overtaken by her roommate Jiang Ling.

　　 The children worked very hard and were very pleased to be a teacher.

　　 After Wei Ze approved the last copy, he put down the pen and stretched out, and was about to open the panel to sort out his gains during this period, but Yan Ruyu, who was always standing next to him, came over.

　　 "Daoist, what did you say before...Teacher qualification training, what is the specific method? How can this student be intoxicated?"

　　 "Huh?" Wei Ze raised his head, "Are you going to learn?"

　　 "This..." Yan Ruyu was immediately embarrassed, "The principles of writing and doctrine remain unchanged until death. However, things are not long; they are not short; so are people. Therefore, good scholars can make up for the shortcomings of the dummies..."

"Okay, okay, I know it means to learn from each other." Wei Ze hurriedly stopped. "Okay, I will teach you in the future. I dare not say that this method is flawless. After all, even in this era, learning is not There are also a lot of enlightened students. There is still a long way to go to pass on the literary and Taoism."

"Hey..." Yan Ruyu looked at the blank scrolls and couldn't help but sighed, "Thinking about the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Wen Dao is the way to succeed in the world. Whoever sees the old man does not call it a saint, how can no one listen to it now... Up?"

"I think the reason for this is that they can't appreciate the effectiveness of Wen Dao from what you are talking about." Wei Ze thought for a while, "Since you are a literary sage, you should be able to turn your writing into strength, can you? Show this ability in the classroom?"

"Now that the old man has exhausted his spiritual power, he can still use the power of the mountain and river in the book pavilion. But if the book pavilion is out, he will only have his own residual cultivation skills, and most of the wendao spells cannot be used." Yan Ruyu said. , Suddenly his eyes changed, "But if you say so...then the way of'divination' may still be tried."

　　 "Divination? Is it to see the divination?" Wei Ze was also aroused by curiosity, "This is also within the scope of Wendao?"

　　 "Writing is the thing that carries the Tao, and the hexagram and the image are the source of the Tao. The two are of the same origin and can be broken naturally. There is a saying in the Scriptures that "the one who speaks the image is also the one who speaks the image." This is the principle."

　　 Yan Ruyu said, already picking up a pen and drawing a picture of Yin-Yang gossip on the paper ~www.readwn.com~ and afterwards, a few books of I Ching appeared on the shelf.

　　 The original quiet writing agitated, Yan Ruyu stretched out his hand to pinch the tactics, muttering words in his mouth, the gossip picture in front of him was swimming like alive, and the invisible spiritual fluctuations pushed the surrounding scriptures over, as if in a wave.

　　 "Friends of Taoism, can you have money with you?" Yan Ruyu stretched out his hand and asked him, "There is no limit to the face value, the currency, the silver... or the paper money of this era can be used."

　　 "Um..." Wei Ze scratched his head, "Is Alipay OK?"

　　 "..." Yan Ruyu didn't understand, but after flipping his wrist, he took out three button-sized copper plates from nowhere, and threw them upward. The copper plate was spinning rapidly in the golden literary atmosphere. As Yan Ruyu suddenly opened his eyes, the fluctuation of spiritual power came to an abrupt end. The copper plate suspended in the air immediately fell, and dinged in front of him.

　　 "Is this finished?" Wei Ze watched Yan Ruyu put away his posture, pinched his chin and looked at the copper plate on the ground in thought, and couldn't help but look forward curiously.

　　 But then, he found that Yan Ruyu's expression became particularly serious, and he didn't even say anything-it was really abnormal for him.

　　 "What's wrong?" Wei Ze realized something was wrong, "What are you divining?"

"The question of the old man asking the hexagram is the'future'." Yan Ruyu pointed to the image of the hexagram in the middle, "and this hexagram represents'Kunlun University'. Together, it is the way of the future of'Kunlun University'. "

　　 "The future of Kunlun University?" When Wei Ze heard this, combined with Yan Ruyu's expression, he suddenly had a faint guess in his heart, "Then the final solution to the hexagram is..."

　　 Yan Ruyu frowned and was silent for a while, just staring at the hexagram image. After half a day, he took a deep breath and uttered two words in a deep voice.

　　 "The big murderer."