Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

Business?

Lu Xuan's expression turned solemn. Sure enough, the teacher didn't come all the way just because he wanted to beat him three times.

He endured the severe pain and trembling in his body and listened.

I spoke softly at this time:

"What I want to say is not a mandatory requirement. You can even regard it as a request."

Lu Xuan's expression changed, he stood up with difficulty and bowed:

"Teacher is serious!"

"Please sit down first." I sighed softly: "I need you to preach at your place."

"What?" Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment.

"It's the Kaishanmen Taoist lineage." Laozi said, "If you establish a lineage, you can worship whoever you respect. Just worship yourself or Taishang Xuanqing."

Lu Xuan is confused, should he establish an orthodoxy? ?

Do you still respect yourself?

He said cautiously:

"Teacher, my cultivation level is still a bit low, this, this is possible"

I smiled gently:

"I'm not asking you to do it right now. Let's wait until you climb the ladder of God and become a heavenly being. There's no rush for now."

With that said, he put down the ruler and said:

"It was my fault that I didn't make it clear to you before, so I only gave you these three smacks to make it easier for you to remember. Now, after we finish talking about the business, I will make a three-part agreement with you."

"Students. Students are attentive."

The terrifying power of shock was still raging inside the young man's body, causing him to stutter and speak intermittently.

"First, according to the order of keeping the Tibetan History, you can take it out of the Tibetan Keeping Room, but you can no longer take it to your place."

"Secondly, the Taoist robes and crowns cannot be worn by you before you become an immortal. But here, you can wear them when you think it is appropriate."

"third."

The old man paused slightly, patted Lu Xuan's head with his palm, and said softly:

"Remember, the teacher will not protect you from disaster, but if someone bullies a small person, you must also learn to complain."

"Ah?" Lu Xuan was confused. He didn't understand what the teacher meant and was a little confused.

"Why, you can't even sue your parents?" The old man patted Lu Xuan's head again: "Okay, I'm leaving first. Remember my words. If someone bullies a small child, remember to cry and learn from your behavior. Senior Brother Zhang.”

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure became faint and blurry until he disappeared.

Lu Xuan was the only one left in Ruoda's storage room.

The young man opened his mouth and murmured:

"Sue the parents?"

"I don't know why the teacher suddenly said this, but..."

"I also have a parent again."

He laughed happily, feeling warm in his heart.

"It just hurt a little bit from the beating."

Thinking about it, Lu Xuan tried to calm the violent shock and pain in his body, but failed. The shock still continued, meticulously.

"Wait." The young man's expression moved slightly. He no longer tried to suppress the shock in his body, but tried to guide and pull him.

He used himself as a rudimentary sword embryo, used the shock and severe pain as a hammer, and beat it at high frequency.

Gradually, the sword took shape.

The secret of the lungs was also shaken out by the ‘iron hammer’.

The seventh level of building the Jade Tower, the fourth internal organ, is opened.

The boy's breath suddenly became extremely long, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down. Without restraint, every time he exhaled and inhaled, a strong wind began to blow.

Lu Xuan stood up and bowed deeply towards the futon where the teacher often sat cross-legged.

And somewhere in the void, in the Huanghuang Taoist Palace.

The old man stroked his long beard and nodded slightly:

"Children can be taught."

When I woke up, it was already early morning.

After Lu Xuan carefully washed himself, he made the bed, and then carefully put on the brand new school uniform.

Touching the four characters [Donghai Middle School] embroidered on his chest, a pure smile appeared on his face.

Even after going out, I walk much more briskly than before.

"Good morning, Uncle Zheng! Your pork will definitely sell well today!"

"Xiaobao, are you going to buy groceries so early?"

"Uncle Chen, the chestnuts fell on the floor. Give me a piece of fried chestnuts. I want a huge bag!"

He greeted the neighbors along the road, and his smile infected everyone on the road. For a while, the originally lifeless shantytown became a little more cheerful.

It’s just that it’s a bit difficult to carry the huge bag of sugar-fried chestnuts in my hand.

"Old Chen has given me too much."

The closer he got to Donghai Middle School, the more uneasy Lu Xuan felt.

Although I often came quietly to eavesdrop and went to the library several times before, this time was different.

This has nothing to do with his cultivation or anything like that, it's just the feeling of going to high school for the first time in his life.

Walking to the school gate, many students looked at him in surprise. One reason was because the young man was so handsome, and the other reason was the huge bag of sugar-fried chestnuts in his hand.

"uncle!"

Lu Xuan greeted:

"I won't buy you cigarettes today?"

The guard was stunned, pushed up his reading glasses, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then said in surprise:

"Are you Mr. Lu??"

He stood up with a groan, and a smile appeared on his face:

"Are you enrolled in school? OK, OK, OK."

"Yeah! It's the student aid program for poor students offered by the school." Lu Xuan responded with a smile and a loud voice. More students came to pay attention. Most of them were just curious and didn't have much disdain.

The students who can enter Donghai High School basically have very good family conditions. Most of them have no contact with people in Xiacheng District, let alone shantytowns, and they are very curious about "poor students".

The doorman nodded repeatedly and smiled:

"I've long thought that a good boy like you is blessed. Okay, go in quickly. I won't have to open a small door for you in the future."

"I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes after school." Lu Xuan waved his hand happily. He is a person who remembers feelings very well. He was able to eavesdrop in the past year, and the doorman played a major role in this.

After chatting with the doorman for a while, Lu Xuan hurried into the school until the school bell rang. After several inquiries, he found the office, knocked on the door, and entered.

At this time, most students had begun morning classes, and the office was empty. Only Lu Xiuyuan was reading the newspaper and drinking tea.

"Teacher Lu!"

Lu Xiuyuan was stunned, and when he looked up, a smile appeared on his face:

"Xiao Lu is here? Are you here?"

He glanced at the oversized bag of chestnuts in Lu Xuan's hand and felt a little puzzled.

"Bring this to a friend, she likes it."

Lu Xiuyuan guessed it was Yan Jiangxue and shook his head helplessly:

"There's no need to bring such a big bag. There aren't many people staring at you on the road, right?"

After a pause, he stood up and said again:

"Okay, I'll take you to the class first. You can try the cultural class for one day. If you're not used to it, don't take it. Just come to the practice class every week. You can't be absent from the practice class, otherwise you won't be admitted when the time comes. Those allowed to take the spiritual college entrance examination."

Lu Xuan simply nodded, and then said a little sheepishly:

"Well, Teacher Lu, I can share it, share it."

Before he could speak, Lu Xiuyuan laughed heartily:

"You still need to tell me? Don't say that I don't take care of you. I assigned you to your good friend's class early in the morning. Let's go!"

Lu Xuan laughed happily.

Lu Xiuyuan and the boy quickly walked to the door of Class 1, Grade 2, knocked on the door, and smiled at the female teacher on the podium:

"Teacher Xiao He, this is a new transfer student in the class. His name is Lu Xuan. Please make arrangements."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and revealed the young man behind him.

The students in the class were looking around, and soon there was a bit of noise, and they were all whispering to each other.

"The transfer student is the poor student's student aid, right?"

"Well, this transfer student is quite handsome, but what is he carrying?"

"It seems like chestnuts? With such a big bag, wouldn't he want to use it as a gift to the teacher?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say!"

Some people were looking at it curiously, while others were making fun of it.

"Go in." Lu Xiuyuan patted Lu Xuan's shoulder gently, and then left after the young man entered the classroom.

"Okay, be quiet."

Teacher Xiao He clapped his hands:

"Let the new students introduce themselves, and then we will continue the class."

On the podium, Lu Xuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by dozens of childish eyes. He scratched his head and said briefly:

"Hello everyone, my name is Lu Xuan, I come from the shanty town of Xiacheng."

Shanty town?

The students looked at each other.

A young man with freckles raised his hand and asked with a playful smile:

"Hey, what are you talking about? Food for us, or food for the teacher? Let me tell you first, I won't eat it!"

The students laughed.

Teacher Xiao He frowned and was about to reprimand, but saw Lu Xuan smile cleanly:

"No, I brought it to my friend."

"Friend? Who is it?"

Lu Xuan didn't speak, just looked towards the corner of the classroom.

The students followed his gaze and looked subconsciously at the side of his face. Sitting in the corner by the window was a very beautiful girl.

But this girl, who has always been known as the iceberg, now has curved eyebrows and a bright smile.

This smile makes the spring breeze outside the window softer, just like the clouds are opening and the fog is dispersing, and the moon is rising above the treetops.