Medicinal Immortal

Several other instructors heard that the little monk’s challenge had won Ye Feibai and Situ Nansheng. Both of them were a little surprised. The little monk was still in his teens, but he could outperform these two. As a student, he is bound to enter the top five of the top ten students in the college.

But being a teacher, in their opinion, is still too immature.

They are also mentors. Therefore, seeing that the little monk has such strength, no one will bother him. Instead, many things are turning a blind eye.

When Tangning came to Zhulin early the next morning, there were only a few students waiting besides Ye Feibai and Situ Nansheng. When they saw him coming, they saluted him.

"I have seen Master Tang."

Tangning sat down on a large smooth rock in the bamboo forest, looked at them, shook his head, and said, "It seems that someone didn't take my words to heart!"

"Master Tang, what are you going to teach us in the first class today?" Ye Feibai couldn't help but ask.

Situ Nansheng was sitting under the bamboo with his arms around his chest, looking unimpressed, and said casually: "He is a monk, what can he teach us? It is probably chanting and meditating."

Hearing this, Tangning smiled, glanced at him, and said, "Yes, today your first class is chanting."

"What? No?" The other students screamed, "Let's recite the scriptures? What can that do? Isn't it teaching us?"

"Cultivate the mind first. You are all students with a certain level of strength. Although you have a good cultivation base, your character is unstable. So, starting today, please follow me to recite the scriptures first!" Tangning said unhurriedly , His eyes fell on those students who came in from the outside.

"I have seen Master Tang, Master Tang, what are we learning today?" The students bowed their hands and asked, as if they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being late.

Tangning looked at them and smiled, and said, "Did I explain it yesterday? It is not allowed to be late or leave early in my class?"

"Master Tang, we got up late, but it's not too late, right?" a student said disapprovingly.

Hearing this, Tangning smiled, her eyes curled up, she waved her hand, and said, "Sit down! Follow me."

Seeing Situ Nansheng and the others sitting on the ground, they also sat down, listening to the scriptures from Master Tang who was sitting on the stone in front...

"The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who walks deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees the five aggregates are empty..."

The people sitting below were stunned, no one followed, but someone shouted: "Master Tang, this is not a formula for the mind, this is a scripture!"

Isn't it necessary to make them vest the formula? Why did you recite the scriptures? They are not monks.

Tangning's voice stopped, Qingjun's face was calm, but his smile inexplicably made him feel a little dangerous: "Who told you about the vest method? Follow me!"

Perhaps it was the cold whistling breath in his tone that made the heart tremble inexplicably. Those students who originally wanted to talk looked at each other, and saw that Situ and Ye Feibai did not say a word, so they could only obediently cross their knees. Sitting.

"The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who walks deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are empty and saves all suffering..."

Thirty students, weak voices came from the bamboo forest, so that the students who followed quietly, wanted to see what they were learning, couldn't help but listen.