Chapter 46 The Monk

Following the exclamation of the teacher of the Huiwen Academy, all the senior students around took a deep breath, and all of them raised a big wave of mind, and looked at Wang Baole suddenly.

"Knowledge of Shangyuan Island?"

"How is this possible? Could it be that someone taught him? But that's not true, could it be that...he deduced the advanced courses of Upper Court Island from the basic courses of Lower Court Island!!"

"Oh my god, this... is this guy still human!" To become the head of each department, these people can be said to be top students, and in the eyes of other students, they are all monsters, but now under the eyes of this group of monsters... Among them, Wang Baole...is the real monster!

Lin Tianhao was also buzzing in his head, and Cao Kun was the most nervous among the crowd at the moment. His pressure surpassed everyone else's, and even the head of the school and the head of the department were far less stressed than him.

In fact...he is the head teacher of fretwork, but the questions Wang Baole asked and his mastery of fretwork seemed to be much more exquisite than him, which made him feel his heart beating faster and a strong sense of dissatisfaction The wonderful feeling made him feel a little dark in front of his eyes.

"No, I can't scare myself. This Wang Baole has just become the head of Lingshi a few months ago. His research on fretwork must not be as deep as mine. He can't shake my position, and he can't shake me!!" Cao Kun His eyes were red, and although he kept comforting himself, he couldn't help but tremble with guilt.

At the same time, Wang Baole didn't pay any attention to the comments of the people around him. He put all his energy on seeking knowledge at the moment, and the question he just asked was actually one of the mask's questions.

This problem is Wang Baole's deadlock. It takes a long time for him to deduce it every time, especially the results of the deduction are also different, so here, whenever he sees such problems, he will be struck by lightning.

At this moment, he really wanted to know the answers of the teachers, and wanted to use their answers to summarize his lessons, so that he would not make mistakes in this type of questions and at the same time speed up the deduction.

It's just that even the teachers on Lower Court Island can't answer this kind of knowledge that involves advanced fretwork in a short time. At this moment, they can't help but continue to discuss with each other. There was a lot of discussion there.

The head of the school complained in his heart, and the goatee was also helpless. Although the teachers were discussing on the surface, they were all smiling bitterly in their hearts. can't go...

Once they leave, it means they can't answer the students' questions, which is too shameful.

So they racked their brains one by one, and it took a long time before they gave Wang Baole the answer. After Wang Baole heard it, he was so excited that he wanted to hit his chest. His face was flushed, and he started asking questions again...

In this way, time passed, and soon it was late at night...

The head of the school, the head of the department, and the teachers saw that the degree of difficulty of Wang Baole's questions became more and more alarming. In the end, almost every question involved advanced fretwork, and there were even a few questions that surpassed advanced fretwork. When it comes to the fretwork decay method, which is the cutting-edge theory of the fretwork in the entire Federation today, it makes them unable to support it.

They all looked at the director with resentment. Facing everyone's eyes, the director also felt dizzy. He didn't expect that it was just a lecture, he just asked if everyone had any questions... unexpectedly attracted such a monster .

But when he thought that as the headmaster, how could he embarrass a student, the headmaster gritted his teeth, took out the sound transmission ring, and directly transmitted the sound to his elder brother in the magic weapon pavilion on the upper courtyard island.

The Misty Taoist Temple is divided into the Lower Court Island and the Upper Court Island. Being admitted to the Upper Court Island is like a fish jumping into a dragon's gate. From then on, you are no longer a mortal, but a monk.

And corresponding to the magic weapon department of the lower court island, it is the magic soldier pavilion of the upper courtyard island. In this magic weapon pavilion, the status of an elder has a status beyond the head of the pavilion, and only the magic weapon master can be in charge.

At this moment, after receiving the sound transmission from his junior brother, the elder master who was sitting cross-legged in the Fabing Pavilion on Shangyuan Island couldn't help being surprised. After looking at the questions given by his junior brother in the sound transmission ring, the master's eyes showed curiosity.

"It's interesting." He smiled, stood up and stepped out, and in an instant, a cloud and mist transformed into a flying sword under his feet, directly flying into the sky from Shangyuan Island.

The speed was so fast that it turned into a long rainbow, as if piercing through the sky, and appeared on the Zhangyuan Peak on Xiayuan Island!

As soon as it was approaching, a strong and astonishing coercion suddenly spread, causing countless birds and beasts in the Zhangyuan Peak to tremble, and even students from other departments were aware of it, and they were all horrified. .

And this kind of coercion, for the people in charge of the courtyard, felt more clearly. With the appearance of the old man at this moment, it immediately aroused the exclamation of all the leaders in the school, and they all stood up quickly, watching together Go, Wang Baole also looked quickly and saw the old man approaching from the sky.

This old man is of immortal demeanor, wearing a white robe, with a ruddy complexion, especially his eyes that seem to contain lightning, and there is a flying sword under his feet.

This scene made Wang Baole take a deep breath, and everyone around them was short of breath.

"Cultivator!!" Zheng Liang and the others beside him exclaimed in a low voice.

The vast majority of the heads of school, one by one, cheered up. Although it is the Lingyuan Era, the whole people practice, but most of them are in the ancient martial arts territory. Only after the state can be regarded as a monk.

Obviously, the coming old man's cultivation might be higher than his real breath, and the coercion he exuded just made everyone's hearts tremble, as if the other party's gaze could kill everyone's bodies and spirits.

Especially... the sword at the old man's feet is colorful and endless, and even the nothingness around it is distorted. It can be imagined that once this flying sword is used and swung, it will definitely shock all directions.

"That must be a spirit treasure, and it may even be a magic weapon!" Cao Kun exclaimed out of breath, short of breath.

In the shock of the crowd, the head of the school stood up, and walked out to greet him with the head of the department and the teachers behind him.

"Greetings, senior brother!" The headmaster clasped his fists politely.

The approaching old man laughed, and the flying sword under his feet disappeared in an instant as he took a step. When it appeared, it hovered above his head. From a distance, it was breathtaking, while the old man walked a few steps quickly, and stepped forward to help the palm courtyard.

"Junior Brother, you don't have to be like this. You are just too stubborn, that's all." Apparently, the old man had a past with the schoolmaster. At this moment, he shook his head and said a few words, then stopped talking, and stepped into the school hall together with the schoolmaster. , sat in front.

As for the head of the department and others, all of them are extremely respectful, and they all have worship in their eyes, waiting around.

"There are a lot of good seedlings out this year." After sitting down, the old man smiled and glanced over the heads of the school, but all the people who were scrutinized by him were refreshed and held their heads high.

Wang Baole also quickly raised his chest, and when he looked at the old man, his eyes showed a strong sense of envy. He envied not only the magic weapon of the other party, but also the cultivation and status of the old man as a strong man. All of these are the direction he is pursuing , but also the goal of all the heads here.

"That's right, everyone is very energetic." The old man laughed, and the Headmaster was also very proud of being beside him. After the two had a brief conversation, the Headmaster spoke out the question Wang Baole had raised.

The old man stroked his beard, and his gaze fell on Wang Baole involuntarily, gradually revealing his appreciation.

"Indeed, it involves advanced fretwork. This subject is too complicated. You will naturally come into contact with it when you arrive on Shangyuan Island. Now I will only tell you one important point, two words... Simplify!"

"Subtract some unnecessary frets, and what remains are the most basic and indispensable frets. Many of the processes in this process do not require textbooks, but self-created ones. So far, after the simplification of cold and hot frets, a total of Ninety-seven kinds of frets, this is the fewest number of frets that our Federation has worked hard for over the years and countless masters."

"I hope that one day, you can simplify it to ninety-six, ninety-five, or even fewer frets!" The old man's voice was loud. After he finished speaking, Wang Baole's heart trembled. Although the other party did not completely solve his doubts, But this simplification gave him a direction. Starting from this direction, Wang Baole was sure to make his formula deduction faster. Excited at this moment, he took a deep breath and cupped his fists.

"Thank you senior!"

The other senior students around all looked at Wang Baole enviously, and they all knew at this moment that the old man's arrival was obviously for Wang Baole's problem!

Cao Kun, who is in the first class, is trembling at the moment. He is no longer envious, but jealous to the extreme, and even more frightened. He feels his position as the first class again, which seems... very dangerous!

"Wang Baole, if you have any questions, you can ask them now." The director said with a smile, feeling truly relieved at the moment.

"Let's talk, what's the problem." The old man also smiled and looked at Wang Baole.

Wang Baole knew that the opportunity was rare. After clenching his fists again at this moment, he quickly asked all the doubts in his mind.

"The method of concentration involves 50,000 lines, how to identify it?"

"Gathering spiritual thoughts is like condensing souls. Why do you need to recognize them, just perceive them!"

"I see millions of frets, and there are tens of thousands of blank frets. These frets are more like omnipotent, but they are incompatible with other frets...it seems...very special!"

"It is indeed omnipotent, because the tens of thousands of blank frets are actually just thirteen lines, and tens of thousands are derived through their decay. It is indeed special, because these thirteen frets do not come from the starry sky sword, but from the Federation. Over the years, the thirteen peak masters have each created one!"

His question was difficult for Goatee and others, but in the eyes of this elder master, it was very simple, and he gave the answer directly without even thinking about it.

Even these answers were majestic, not only shocked the hearts of the people around, Wang Baole was also enlightened here, in this question and answer, the time passed, the people around seemed to have been petrified.

The embarrassing thing is that in this school, all of them seem to be decorations, only Wang Baole and the old man, the questions and answers between the two have become the focus of attention!

And the deduction of the formula in Wang Baole's mind was getting faster and faster. In the end, it almost reached the point where the answer appeared in his mind immediately as soon as the sea of ​​questions came out!

For him, this is luck! !