How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

"Ding, congratulations on completing the task, Dao +1!"

Hearing the voice in his mind, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

Three missions left!

"Mengmeng, wait for me! I'll come to you now!"

"Huh? Taozi, Xiaohai, where's Xiao Nannan?"

After finishing the class, Zhang Xuan discovered that the little girl, Xiao Nannan, did not come to the class.

"Sister Nannan and Uncle Gouzi went out to get the baby!"

Pangu said angrily, he also wanted to follow, but both Uncle Gouzi and Xiao Nannan disliked his low strength!

low?

He's only five years old, okay?

He is already Taiyi Jinxian, is his strength still low?

Very irritating!

What's irritating is that Sister Nan Nan promised to take the girl with her next time, but she did not agree to take him.

Is he that weak?

"Take the baby?"

Zhang Xuan didn't care, knowing that it would be good for Xiao Nannan and the dog to be together, and it would be good if there was a dog, and he would be optimistic about the little girl.

At this moment, the system panel flickered, Zhang Xuan was overjoyed, this was a task released.

Seeing the newly released task, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly and instructed several disciples to make their own works, which was trivial to him.

"Let's go, there is no class this afternoon."

"Oh!"

"what!"

A group of radishes cheered when they heard the words.

Zhang Xuan is not surprised, it seems that no matter what world or age, it is a child's nature to love to play without falling in love with school.

afternoon.

Called Guan Shengwu and others in front of him.

"This afternoon, I'm going to examine what you've been studying over the past few days. Xiaojun, Chen Ming, Laoguan, and Jiayao, please carve a small animal."

"Ting He, Yunyun, Ning Xuan, you all paint a painting, there is no limit to the subject matter, you can paint whatever you want."

"Nvwa, Bodhi, Pangu, and Guwazi, when you write a character, remember to use the font you are best at!"

"Yes!"

The disciples were overjoyed when they heard the words and immediately began to prepare.

Even Pangu knew that this was the best opportunity to learn from Master.

As long as they express the Dao they comprehend, the master will help them find out the flaws in their cultivation.

The old monkey heard the news long ago, and took a few smart little monkeys to watch.

Chen Qianrou was a little angry. With such a good opportunity, this stinky girl, Xiao Nannan, ran away again.

Bai Weiwei walked behind Zhang Xuan, and Zhang Xuan suddenly felt horrified and wanted to get up.

"Sit down!"

Bai Weiwei frowned, and then gently squeezed Zhang Xuan's shoulders.

Zhou Yaqi came over with a plate of grapes, and brought them into Zhang Xuan's mouth one by one.

Zhang Xuan: "..."

Seeing the envious eyes around him, he really wanted to say that this kind of life is not what he yearns for.

Little Fatty Pangu was the first to write it.

Wang Xi, who was watching carefully, looked at Zhang Xuan expectantly. He wanted to know how Zhang Xuan would judge the word Shibo.

Although the handwriting is immature, Wang Xi can still feel a powerful and unparalleled arrogance from the words.

"As expected of Uncle Master, although Uncle Master is not good at writing, he still uses words to evolve one of his own strengths."

The current master is far from his peak, but Wang Xi is sure that as long as the master's strength is restored, he will definitely be able to go to the next level.

Pangu looked at Zhang Xuan eagerly, he only wrote the word "force".

After Zhang Xuan saw it, he nodded approvingly. At such a young age as Pangu, it was not bad to be able to write such words.

Seeing Zhang Xuan nodding, Pangu's small eyes narrowed into a seam.

"Pangu, your writing is very good. Look, what is the difference between this word and what you wrote?"

After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he picked up the pen and wrote another word 'li' on the paper.

Everyone looked at it suspiciously, and they could see that although Zhang Xuan's words were more powerful, in general the words written by Pangu and Zhang Xuan were exactly the same, and there was not much difference.

After a while, Bodhi and Nvwa finished writing almost at the same time.

Seeing the words written by these two people, everyone around them nodded. It is really not easy to write such words at this age.

"Famous teachers produce high-level apprentices!"

People were amazed.

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, and then wrote the exact same words as them for them to watch.

Next, when each disciple handed in, Zhang Xuan also made an identical one for them, asking them to find the difference.

The people around were stunned. Wang Xi watched. Although he had already taken that step, he still did not understand what Zhang Xuan meant.

Although the works of these disciples are generally not as good as Zhang Xuan's, they are already at a very high level.

At least it is difficult for other people to reach this level, such as the small animals carved by Zhou Mingjun and Guan Shengwu, which can be used as treasures of the small sect.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xuan blankly, wanting to know what Zhang Xuan was thinking.

In fact, Zhang Xuan was very satisfied when he saw the works of these disciples.

However, this level is obviously not up to the standard of the system.

Zhang Xuan can directly point out their shortcomings to them, but this cannot fundamentally help them.

Since he is their master, Zhang Xuan naturally wants to help them improve once and for all.

Besides, these disciples actually have the same problems.

These disciples worship him too much, so no matter what they do, they will naturally imitate him, and any work has his shadow.

This is very helpful in the early stage to improve the level, but it also limits their future path.

If you want to walk out of your own way in this industry, you can't be immersed in his shadow.

It is best for the dozen or so disciples to realize this on their own, and then it is easiest to walk out of their own way.

If he really can't comprehend it, Zhang Xuan can only point it out.

Zhang Xuan has always adhered to the principle of "Master leads the door, cultivation is in the individual", no matter what industry he is in, he can only do well if he has his own things.

Zhang Xuan looked at the girl. Among these disciples, Zhang Xuan had the highest expectations for her, because this child has a unique talent in calligraphy and painting.

The whole small courtyard fell into a dead silence, and all the people stared at it, they were all thinking, trying to realize what Zhang Xuan said.

For them, this is also a heaven-defying opportunity!

If they can comprehend it, they will definitely be able to use it for a lifetime!

So Zhang Xuan is not in a hurry to complete this task. Since he is the master of these people, he will be responsible for these people.

In fact, it is very simple to see that the reason why they have not seen it is because these people are caught in the game.

If you want to see it, it is easy to do it, jump out of the circle, and you can see it at a glance.

This is the second point Zhang Xuan wants to tell his disciples.

At this time, no one noticed that Wu Jinghua came over with a few people.