After explaining the matter, Tang Ning lay on the stone, supported his head with one hand, folded his feet and closed his eyes to rest. He listened to Ye Feibai and the others chanting the Heart Sutra, and the sound was neither high nor low, and it was so deep that it made people feel calm.

Ye Feibai and the others were chanting the Heart Sutra while silencing, and from time to time they looked at Master Tang who was lying on the rock and closed his eyes to rest. They couldn't figure out what he wanted them to recite the sutra. They were not interested in chanting the sutra, but they were just chanting the sutra more and more and more, and they were completely insane.

After two hours of class, they recited the sutra for two hours, and wrote the sutras while reciting them a hundred times, and their hands were sore after writing.

Finally, when a class passed, Situ checked the scriptures they copied, and then took them to the front, and said angrily, "Okay, there is no mistake, I've all been silent a hundred times."

Tang Ning sat up, yawned, took it, and said, "It's right, it's just that the font is a bit ugly." She glanced at the students, and then said to Situ Nansheng, "Whose are they all? Write the name, and then take it to the square to post it."

"No?"

"Good it?"

"It's too embarrassing."

Tang Ning sneered, "You are also embarrassed? After all, you are also students of Tianlong. You can write such ugly words, but are you afraid that others will read it?"

Everyone was so embarrassed that they could not raise their heads. They only wanted to complete the scriptures a hundred times, so they just wanted to deal with it, but they didn't write it carefully. The words were indeed a bit ugly.

"I really want to post it? This is too embarrassing. If you said you would post it earlier, I would write the words better." Situ Nansheng muttered, holding the scriptures felt a little hot.

"Post." Tang Ning glanced at him and said lightly.

Seeing this, Situ had no choice but to ask them to write their names and quickly leave with the stack of scriptures.

"Let's part with you! Remember not to tomorrow sooner or later." Tang Ning glanced at them, brushed his sleeves, and walked away lightly with his steps.

"Ah! I'll come tomorrow! When will this day end?" Some students wailed.

"Why did I sign up so quickly at that time? I really dug a hole for myself!"

Ye Feibai patted their shoulders and said, "Okay, okay, let's go quickly! Don't be late tomorrow, otherwise I don't know how Master Tang will deal with us."

He also made a mistake forever! He would have never been to Master Xiao Xiang Tang's cave, so he had already found out that he would not have gone to Master Xiao Xiang. He had already brought himself in.

"Alas! When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings. Shariputra, the form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is empty, emptiness is empty, and feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are the same..."

The famous students looked at Ye Feibai shaking his head and muttering the scriptures, and walked out while walking out, sighing one by one. They were poisoned in just one class, so what else can they do in the future?

As for the dean, when he heard several mentors coming and say that the first class that Master Tang gave to the students was chanting scriptures and silent heart sutras, he couldn't help but stroke his beard and smiled.

"It's also a thank you to think of it, hahaha!"
Chapter completed!