Enter the Immortal Cultivation

"I dare to ask Mr. Wang, why do you want to tell those children about the Tiange Tianyuan Group? Forget about the Tiange Tianyuan Group, there is also the Xiangbo Tianyuan Style. There is also the Chaos Formula of Suanjun. Don't you think you are going too far? Is it difficult?”

When Jiang Lin said this to Wang Qi, he had some bad intentions. He also knew that what he did was very tasteless, very stingy, and could easily be despised by others - especially by a girl who knew about his feelings. However, the word "Wang Qi" has become his inner demon, and he really can't stand it.

Jiang Lin's words attracted the attention of many lecturers. Those lecturers were at least at the Yuan Shen stage. Covered by spiritual consciousness, even the slightest disturbance could not be hidden from them, not to mention that they had been paying attention to Wang Qi. These high-level monks frowned secretly, feeling that this teaching assistant was really not very good.

The only girl who knew about Jiang Lin and Wang Qi's grudges quietly became jealous. She was really afraid that the situation would get out of hand.

In that case, Jiang Lin may never have a chance to get ahead.

There was only one person in the audience who didn't realize what was happening - only Wang Qi was still immersed in his speech. He really felt that what he said was really good. After listening to Jiang Lin's words, he nodded in agreement: "Well, there is indeed a small flaw here. I am also thinking about this issue."

——Well, even a little flaw cannot cover up the splendid thoughts in it!

"I..." Jiang Lin adjusted his breathing slightly. At this time, Wang Qi noticed that the guy opposite him had something wrong with his expression.

He held Jiang Lin's shoulders: "Hey, I said..."

Jiang Lin's heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that Wang Qi would think of his grievances with him in Shenjing and suddenly take action.

——Half-step Yuanshen... If he takes action against me now, I should...

Wang Qi patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder: "Junior brother, we are all disciples of Wanfa Sect. We will meet you without looking up after returning to the sect. There is no need to be so reserved and nervous in front of me."

Jiang Lin's mind went blank and he completely forgot his purpose.

"What are you talking about...? I..."

At this time, what should he, Jiang Lin, say?

Is it better to say "Junior brother? No, I'm obviously one year older than you", or "I don't have a recent photo at all", or "Everyone has no chance to meet without looking up"?

The thought flashed through Jiang Lin's mind and he felt a little bitter again. The last time they met, Wang Qi was expelled from the Wanfa Sect and was not allowed to return to the sect. But now? He has already gathered his own partisans within Wanfa Sect. And he, Jiang Lin, was in panic all day long because of the other party's figure.

Wang Qi sighed: "I understand your admiration for me. I also understand that incompleteness and undecidability are really great for Wanfamen monks. However, you can't treat me because of this. Treat me as a senior in the free period, let alone an authority. As I said just now, 'the essence of arithmetic lies in its infinite freedom'..."

Wang Qi said this sincerely. Because of this kind of "admirer", he really foresees a lot in Wanfa Sect. High-level monks can still get along with him calmly, but many low-level monks regard him as an idol. He has seen a lot.

Just when Wang Qi was about to say, "I just did a trivial job," Jiang Lin interrupted the chatter of a "narcissist" in his eyes and said, "Sir, please clarify my doubts first. Why did you choose Isn’t it appropriate to teach such difficult things to low-level disciples?”

He just wanted to prove that "Wang Qi is at least not suitable to lecture to low-level disciples", and at least he wanted to give Wang Qi some eye drops.

Wang Qi felt very moved. If he had tobacco in his hand, he might not hesitate to give some to the guy in front of him, and then take a deep puff - provided he knew how to smoke. He grabbed Jiang Lin's hand with both hands and shook it: "Junior brother, there are not many monks who are as enthusiastic about education as you are. Really. Talent... In fact, I was also worried about this at the beginning. Here You're the only one who brought it up to me - to be honest, I wanted to start with something simple at first, but... well, let's just learn this stuff. As far as the topic I'm talking about, it's really just You can say that.”

Jiang Lin calmly shook off Wang Qi's hand: "What do you say?"

"Look at the current lecturers at the Immortal Academy, those in Tianlingling, they always talk about the latest theories and the latest technologies. Most of the lecturers in Burning Gold Valley are from about a hundred years ago; the way of heavenly circulation is mainly about Guiyimeng and Piaomiao Palace, five hundred years ago. Only Wanfamen talks about things that existed a thousand years ago. Compared with other principles, arithmetic is extremely abstract and difficult. You are right."

"Well..." Jiang Lin was somewhat touched. In Wanfamen, no matter how good your talent is, it is not considered good. An astonishing figure like Suan Zhu is said to be a model of "diligence can make up for one's weakness". A person like Suan Jun who is unusually talented will lament that manpower may be limited. The world of arithmetic is simply too vast. However, he still expressed a bit stubbornly: "But what you said is a bit wrong after all. No matter how great the mathematician is, he started practicing from one plus one."

Oh my god, this is not Jiang Lin's idea. As a believer in "spirituality" and "intuition", he still believes that talent is the most important thing. But in order to add some trouble to Wang Qi, he really didn't care about anything.

Wang Qi was overjoyed: "You really do understand. No matter what skill you learn, you have to practice from the basics. To practice archery, you have to practice the posture of drawing the bow and arrow. To learn calligraphy, you have to practice from the horizontal, vertical, left and right strokes. To learn mathematics, you must do thousands of additions, subtractions, multiplications and divisions. Only in this way can you know the spirituality of 'formulas' and 'numbers'."

He sighed again: "Such a simple truth, but many people don't understand it - especially the class that compiled the textbooks for the Immortal Academy - it's a bit too much to say that they are useless. But they failed in their duties after all."

Jiang Lin was delighted. If this word spread, Wang Qi's reputation of "arrogant" and "pretending to know" was set in stone. His face darkened: "Mr. Wang, you can't say that..."

"That's right." Wang Qi said with a hint of displeasure: "Why do you think that except for the disciples of Wanfamen, most of the cultivators think that mathematics is extremely boring. Even some high-level cultivators and even free and easy cultivators - ah, the most typical one is the Master Po Li of Piaomiao Palace, who think that mathematics is boring and pure torture. Why do you think this is?"

"For them, math problems may be a little difficult." Jiang Lin guessed. Before he officially entered Wanfamen, he had never been troubled by math problems. When he saw other classmates having a headache because of math problems, he would feel particularly refreshed - he fell in love with math for this reason. Thinking of this, he said seriously: "There are indeed people in the world who lack the spirituality for mathematics, so our disciples from Wanfamen must tolerate them and help them, instead of..."

"Yes, help them." Wang Qi nodded in agreement: "They need to realize the beauty of mathematics."

"Eh..." Jiang Lin was a little confused: "What do you mean..."

"To get started with ink painting, you need to practice the center, side, scattered, full, and reverse strokes one by one. However, if you keep letting him practice the technique of applying ink dots without letting him watch famous artists paint, no matter how well he practices those techniques, it is just the technique of applying ink balls on paper, not the technique of painting bamboo." Wang Qi stretched out a hand and gestured: "How many people in the world can reach the state of 'having a plan in mind' in ink painting? I'm afraid there are very few? But if these people who learn to paint don't learn to paint bamboo before they see it, they will not be able to do it. The bamboo in the hands of the masters, I'm afraid they can't even stick to the first step. "

Speaking of this, Wang Qi became indignant: "This is the fault of those mediocre people who compiled the textbooks. What they wrote has no aesthetic sense at all. This is like teaching those new disciples to paint, but not showing them the paintings of national masters, but only asking them to paint ink blocks on paper - ridiculous. They are simply artificially dividing the Shenzhou people into two groups - the Wanfa disciples who know mathematics and the non-Wanfa disciples who don't know mathematics. "While saying this, he patted Jiang Lin's chest: "What'Wanfa also wants to have a Taoist partner', it's completely the fault of those guys who wrote the textbooks!"

Jiang Lin was a little confused: "Why are you pointing at me..."

"Oh, I have a Taoist partner, although I haven't officially held a wedding yet - although I am also a disciple of Wanfa. "

-I... I'm about to have one too...

For some reason, he felt like crying.

Wang Qi said: "When you think of this, aren't you angry? It's caused by those guys who are just sitting there doing nothing. If I were to compile the textbooks... No, even if I were to compile a teaching aid, even if it was an extracurricular reading, I would have the confidence to turn this situation around!"

At this time, a lecturer from the Wanfa Sect squeezed over: "Wang Daoyou is actually such a person who is so enthusiastic about teaching and answering questions. You just said that you are interested in compiling a teaching aid? I wonder what aspect it is?"

"Of course it's mathematics." Wang Qi's eyes lit up. He strongly criticized those who compiled mathematics textbooks, but about 40% of them did it to promote their own teaching aids.

The remaining 60% to 70% were purely because of their bad mouths.

Unlike the complete designation of textbooks, the management of teaching aids by the Immortal Alliance is relatively loose. Except for Li Jing and Xin Yue, who have the strictest academic style, lecturers from other immortal academies have the right to designate their own teaching aids.

Of course, the printing of teaching aids is also handled by the Immortal Alliance, and there is very little profit in it. Few people are interested in this part.

Unless that person is not seeking money, but influence. (To be continued ~^~)