Chapter 151: : Feng

There is an additional Xundu Academy in Xundu. A powerful person who has traveled all over the world and possesses the art of magical power is currently teaching in Xundu. The powerful name is Feng. Some people say that he knows the past and present, and some say he can break The life and death of mankind is a blessing, and there are people who keep coming to admire it.
Fang Xiupan sat at the top of the hall of the academy, and dozens of students below sat on their knees in front of their seats. There were children in their early tens and young people in their twenties and nearly thirty. They are all dressed in large robes, and the cuffs and skirts are decorated with exquisite and simple patterns. Most of these are children of the noble family.
Next to everyone's table case, there are paper scrolls, piled up one by one into a hill.
Dahuan is beautiful with red and black. He likes to politely worship the witch god. Most of his clothes are mostly red and black.
On both sides, there are a large number of young people sitting on their knees, wearing sackcloth brown wisps, and even old men carrying goods, together, standing, sitting or squatting around the pillars on the promenade outside the threshold More people.
As Fang Xiu became more and more famous, more and more people came to study, either came to watch with curiosity, or sincerely studied. Fang Xiu opened the door to the visitors and allowed them to attend the class.
Some people left after half a day, and some people stayed for more than ten days, and then disappeared.
After coming and going for several months, I don't know how many people have stayed here and left, and everyone will neither stay nor expel.
If he is willing to listen to his lecture, he will tell them one by one.
However, everyone who has stayed here naturally gains more or less, or the perception of the truth of life, or the opening of spiritual wisdom, or the study of technical skills, no one can say that Will there be some great men who change the Dahuan and the human race?
At the beginning, Fang Xiu mainly focused on literary hyphenation, and of course taught the most orthodox spiritual script.
Later, Fang Xiu began to teach about the geography of mountains and rivers, the historical sources of Nanzhou, Dongzhou, overseas countries, etc. A variety of peculiar races, demons, ghosts, and weird areas made everyone present amazed.
These talents who have never stepped out of this land, nor do they know what the sea is like, know that the world is so wide.
Then I began to teach the most basic arithmetic algorithms, and sometimes also teach some tricky techniques, such as wine brewing double fermentation, papermaking, how to use the principle of lever to make a steelyard, and printing, how to make paint, use paint Some knowledge such as painting.
The less talked about the world view and ideological value, most of which are based on the principle of respect for teachers, filial piety, loyalty, honesty and honesty. In this era, most people basically don’t have much of this concept, or just preliminary. With some of this awareness.
Fang Xiu was very mixed, and he didn’t specifically teach anything. He said whatever he wanted. Even so, it made him famous. With what he learned from him, someone really used him in a few months. The knowledge imparted became some ministers or made a fortune.
Each time the class is taught, the following disciple is responsible for transcripting and writing down, and then put it in the back of the library. After a few months, plus some of the original history books and records, it really accumulated a few shelves, divided into categories put it together.
These are treasures far more valuable than gold and silver.
Every time the class is finished, it will give students disciples time to ask questions, and even many people just come here for this. They may ask some misery and doubts in life, or ask for something, most Fang Xiu will give Some answers and insights.
This time I asked a young disciple sitting in the front row: "Teacher, can anyone who has no talent and the blood of the witch is not thick, can he become a witch sacrifice or a witch?"
On this question, I immediately saw the whole of Xun Du Xuegong, all of them looked at Confucius Feng, the long-haired shawl, which naturally looked like a figure of a happy fairy.
Fang Xiu held the volume and thought for a moment. "There is a flying away mountain in Nanzhou. It is said that a rat demon had an immortal fate under the flying away mountain. Later, a demon city was built not far away. There is a fairy within the demon city. Fuji, once in three seasons, you can practice if you take it!"
"There is a sea-dweller and a fish Yan in the north of the end north. Its name is Kun. The ancient gods and monsters are different. Bathing their blood can get magic!"
"In addition, among the mountains and rivers, there are legends about the fairy tree spirit fruit."
"Within Fudi Cave, there is even a panacea. If you wait for that chance, it will be natural!"
As soon as Fang Xiu's words came out, he saw that the entire Xun capital had exploded, and those witch offerings and witches were high, and the person closest to the witch in the legend, in their view, and the legend God makes little difference.
At this moment, some people told them that these ordinary people, if they had the opportunity, could be like them, which is simply not imaginable.
Even the student disciple who just started to ask questions was just asking with the attitude of trying, but he did not expect the Confucius to give three answers.
Fang Xiu looked at them, but immediately said: "Thinking about Nanzhou, I don't know how many miles away from Dahuan, far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, and endless oceans, I don't know how much danger along the way, even if I arrived in Nanan Chau, to find that demon city, where thousands of monsters in the city, where mortals can resist."
"And the size of the North Sea is even harder to imagine. Even if you find that Kun, with the ability of the ancient gods and demons, who can bathe their blood!"
"And finding the fairy tree spirit fruit, blessing the earth and the sky, that is not the luck that ordinary people can have."
Fang Xiu's three words immediately blocked the three roads. The disciples who had hope in their eyes suddenly became dim.
But everything that Fang Xiu said was recorded. Perhaps one day, there are really people with great luck and perseverance who can really break through this extraordinary path in this way.
Next, several people asked a few questions. At this moment, it was late in the evening, and Fang Xiu ended the day of teaching. The Xundu Academy announced that it would close.
From the promenade on both sides, more than a dozen slaves dressed in sackcloth shorts and straw ropes were started, and they began to clean up the entire Xundu Academy.
Several slave girls with dark complexions and some rough skin started to cook a fire, and in the kitchen behind Xundu, the smoke rose up.
At this moment, a sudden sound of horseshoes suddenly came above the main road outside.
There are not many horses in Dahuan, and most of them cannot be used for riding. Some good horses are mostly used for royal trips or rituals for hunting and worshiping witch gods. Even some official officials travel in bullock carts. Horseshoe sounds are not common.
Fang Xiu walked out of the gate and immediately saw the crowded people on the street, and the crowds were going out of the city, appearing in a hurry.
After listening to the discussion of the people around me, I realized that it was the palace that issued the order and sent it to various places.
The king summoned all princes, the master of the Fang Kingdom, the guardian of the city and the tribal chief to come to the place of Wang Ji to see. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Probably old and weak, this Huan king who established the Dahuan dynasty, finally showed his power, and then arranged for the throne to replace the old and the new.
In the following months, Fang Xiu saw successively that princes, Qing clan, master of the Fang Kingdom, and clan tribal chiefs from all over the country entered the Xun capital.
Among them, there are some strangers from the present world, they have golden or brown hair, the strangers are very different from ordinary people, and even the evil spirits like black charcoal are breaking into Wangji’s land. At the time, it caused a lot of confusion.
Many princes and soldiers of the Dahuan dynasty thought that the demon broke into Xundu, frightened and panicked and rang the bell, there was also a big war in the middle, and Xundu's Weiguo clashed and died After two people, their wanted portrait was hung at the foot of the wall.
Finally, Fang Xiu finally saw some familiar figures.
It was Qingyang and Jia Yi. As the Qinghou and Jiabo of the southern princes, they led a large number of soldiers and soldiers riding on wild beasts to Xundu.