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Chapter 162 Evangelism

The fairy mansion that suddenly appeared on the mountain became quiet, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain returned to their terrified but peaceful life after being confused.

For them, the world is only so big. Living people must think about the harvest this year. They cannot move away. The rich and powerful people have already gone to the city. Most of the people who stay in this place are incompetent figures.

What else can they do besides praying.

Of course, between this kind of prayer, they naturally had curious conjecture about the immortal palace on the mountain.

What is that?

Why did that thing appear there?

The thing looks very powerful, and I'm afraid it's definitely not small. Although for these ordinary people, no matter what is jumping on the mountain, it's enough for them to drink a pot, this time it looks obviously stronger.

"Didn't that come here two days ago?"

In one of the mountain villages, there was nothing special, the villagers raised such doubts.

For them, the only cultivator they could think of was the cultivator master who came here two days ago. The master seemed to be different from the normal cultivators. She was gentler and had a better attitude towards the villagers.

If that master made it, they would feel more at ease.

After all, that master seemed to be different from all monks.

The villagers continued to live. Just after noon, they suddenly found a woman floating over not far away.

The woman was gentle and gentle. She was wearing a loose Taoist robe and slowly walked on the Tao. However, the girl's expression seemed a little nervous at this moment, and she didn't know why this cultivator master was like this.

The villagers suddenly recognized who came here - that was the cultivator who came here before.

Seeing that the master walked to the entrance of the village again, the villagers also came up to them. They were afraid and careful. They lowered their heads and raised their eyes to look at the monk in front of them. They didn't know what was going on, but they only knew that the master in front of them had changed into clothes.

The girl looked at the villagers in front of her, and she took a deep breath and her face became serious.

She lifted up her Taoist robe.

"Our family name is... Zuo Meng." The girl thought about it and finally modified her name slightly. Although her master said it didn't matter to give this Taoist sect directly to the girl, she still felt that if she took over the Taoist sect like this, she would really be unable to get over it.

The girl felt that at least she had to approve her master's surname so that everyone could know what the immortal prince behind her was named, rather than knowing her name "Tian Meng".

Since that's the case, she called herself "Zuo Meng".

One day he will be a teacher for life and be a father. Anyway, the girl is an orphan, and the surname Tian is not the surname of his adoptive father. So there is nothing wrong with taking over the surname of his master.

After reporting her name, the tone of the girl Zuo Meng obviously became much smoother. She looked around and spoke loudly:

"Our master set up a sect here to preach and preach. Our sect does not care about the bloodline of cultivation or disciples. As long as we want to practice and seek Taoism, our family will teach you."

Tian Meng's words almost shocked the villagers in front of him instantly.

What is she talking about?

Do practitioners teach us?

That is a cultivator! It is a cultivation technique! It is the supreme power! How could it be...

But the person in front of him seems to be saying that.

The villagers shrank, and no one dared to act rashly. Although the master in front of them said so, they did not believe it.

They were afraid that this was a bad joke because it seemed that there had been similar bad jokes.

A monk told the villagers that he could teach them, and the next day the village turned into ruins.

The villagers were afraid that they would become like this, and that was not impossible.

The girl didn't see the fear of the villagers in front of her. She coughed lightly, recalled the principles that Zuo Si had just told her, and then continued to speak:

"We will teach you, but learning our skills must abide by the rules - first of all, you must know that the reason why our family does this has already broken the boundary between cultivators and mortals. If anyone bullies mortals after cultivating, relying on their own identity as cultivators, it will be exactly the same as everything before. Then the efforts we have made will naturally be in vain, so our family will never allow this."

Seeing that she was talking about the nose, face, head and mind, the villagers present were gradually shocked.

Is this person true?

She really intends to spread the cultivation technology?

"The second is that our master's cultivation technique is suitable for the public to lay the foundation. Our family is only responsible for bringing you into the Taoist path. Listening to classes is a class time system. Three classes a day, two hours a day, each class will be conducted at the main hall of our master's immortal palace. Those who come need to register in the hall. Can you hear it clearly?"

The girl spoke loudly to the villagers in front of her, but involuntarily remembered the arrangements made by her master.

Zuo Si first made a course sheet, which included but was not limited to a series of messy subjects such as cultivation, basic mathematics, Chinese, thoughts and virtues, and said that if you want to cultivate, you must learn other subjects together.

Other people have a lot of reasons. When you study the secret book of cultivation, you have to recognize words. Compared with the learning methods, you have to learn mathematics. In order to avoid the problem of estrangement between cultivators and mortals again, you have to learn ideology and politics. Although the girl always feels that something is wrong, she can't say it.

The second is the teacher in charge of teaching - Zuo Si got several strange mechanisms...

Although the arrangements are meticulous and logical, the girl always feels that something is not right.

But no matter what the hell is about scheduling classes to learn and practice, Zuo Si is busy, and the girl who is originally named Tian Meng now calls herself Zuo Meng wanders among the various mountain villages.

"That's what we want to say for the time being. We will give you some introductory techniques for the time being - you can read the word."

The girl spoke like this.

Then there was silence in front of her.

She waited for half a stick of incense there, and the girl who had been caught and questioned before slowly stood up.

"I...I will recognize a little word."

The village girl blinked and spoke carefully.

Is it just someone who knows how to read? No wonder the master wants to add a Chinese class.

The girl sighed in her heart, she waved and greeted the village girl.
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