"Ding, congratulations on completing the mission, Avenue +1!"
Hearing the voice in his mind, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.
There are three tasks left!
"Mengmeng, wait for me! I'm coming to find you right now!"
"Huh? Where are Taozi, Xiaohai, and little Nannan?"
After the class was over, Zhang Xuan discovered that the little girl Xiaonan did not come to class.
"Sister Nannan and Uncle Gouzi went out to get the baby!"
Pangu said angrily, he also wanted to follow, but Uncle Gou Zi and Xiao Nannan both thought his strength was too low!
Low
He's only five years old, okay
He is already Taiyi Golden Immortal, is his strength still low
So irritating!
What's annoying is that even Sister Nannan promised to take the baby girl with her next time, but she didn't agree to take him with her.
Is he that weak
"Get the baby?"
Zhang Xuan didn't take it seriously. He knew that it would be good for the little girl to be with Gou Zi, and it would be good for Gou Zi to be around. He would take good care of the little girl.
At this moment, the system panel flashed, and Zhang Xuan was delighted, a task had been released.
Seeing the newly released tasks, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly and guided several disciples to make their own works. To him, it was a trivial matter.
"get out of class is over, there will be no classes this afternoon."
"oh!"
"ah!"
After hearing this, a group of little carrot heads cheered one by one.
Zhang Xuan is not surprised. It seems that no matter which world or era he is in, it is a child's nature to love to play instead of going to school.
afternoon.
He called Guan Shengwu and others in front of him.
"This afternoon, I want to test your learning during this time. Xiaojun, Chen Ming, Lao Guan and Jiayao, please carve a small animal."
"Tinghe, Yunyun, Ningxuan, you draw a picture. There is no limit on the subject matter. You can draw whatever you want."
"Nvwa, Bodhi, Pangu, and Guawazi, you write a word, remember, use your best font!"
"yes!"
The disciples were overjoyed when they heard this and immediately began to prepare.
Even Pangu knew that this was the best opportunity to learn from his master.
As long as they express the great path they have understood, Master will help them find the flaws in their cultivation.
The old monkey had heard the news a long time ago and took a few smart little monkeys to watch.
Chen Qianrou was a little angry. With such a good opportunity, little girl, this stinky girl, disappeared again.
Bai Weiwei walked behind Zhang Xuan. Zhang Xuan suddenly felt terrified and wanted to get up.
"Sit down!"
Bai Weiwei frowned, and then gently held Zhang Xuan's shoulders.
Zhou Yaqi came over with a plate of grapes and put 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 was not what he yearned for.
Little Fatty Pangu was the first to finish writing.
Wang Xi, who was watching carefully, looked at Zhang Xuan expectantly. He wanted to know how Zhang Xuan would judge his uncle's words.
Although his handwriting was immature, Wang Xi still felt an overwhelming sense of heroism from his words.
"You are worthy of being a master uncle. Although the master uncle is not good at calligraphy, he still evolved his own power through calligraphy."
The current master is far from his peak, but Wang Xi is sure that as long as the master's strength recovers, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level.
Pangu looked at Zhang Xuan helplessly, and he only wrote the word "strength".
After Zhang Xuan saw it, he nodded approvingly. For Pangu at such a young age, it was already very good to be able to write such words.
Seeing Zhang Xuan nod, Pangu's little eyes narrowed into slits.
"Pangu, your handwriting is very good. Look, what's the difference between this handwriting and the handwriting you wrote?"
After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he picked up the pen and wrote another word "power" on the paper.
Everyone looked at it in confusion, and they could see that although Zhang Xuan's Li characters were more powerful, the characters written by Pangu and Zhang Xuan were generally 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.
"A great teacher makes a great disciple!"
Everyone was amazed.
Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, and then wrote the same words as them for them to look at.
Next, when each disciple handed it over, Zhang Xuan made an identical one for them and asked them to look for the differences.
At this time, everyone around was stunned. Wang Xi looked at it. Although he had taken that step, he still didn't understand what Zhang Xuan meant.
Although the works of these disciples are generally not as good as Zhang Xuan, they are already of a very high level.
At least it is difficult for others to reach this level. For example, the small animals carved by Zhou Mingjun and Guan Shengwu can be used as treasures of small sects.
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 obviously does not meet the system's standards.
Zhang Xuan could directly point out their shortcomings to them, but this would not fundamentally help them.
Since he is their master, Zhang Xuan naturally wants to help them improve once and for all.
Moreover, these disciples actually made the same mistakes.
These disciples admired him too much, so no matter what they did, they would naturally imitate him, and every work would have his shadow.
This is helpful for improving their level in the early stages, but it also limits their future paths.
If you want to make your own way in this industry, you can't immerse yourself in his shadow.
It is best for these dozen disciples to understand this on their own, because that is the easiest way to walk out of their own way.
If he really couldn't understand it, Zhang Xuan could only point it out.
Zhang Xuan has always adhered to the principle of "the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual". No matter what industry you are in, you can only do well if you have your own things.
Zhang Xuan looked at the girl. Among these disciples, Zhang Xuan had the highest expectations for her, because this child had a unique talent in calligraphy and painting.
The entire small courtyard fell into a dead silence, and everyone stared at it. They were all thinking, trying to understand what Zhang Xuan was talking about.
This is also a heaven-defying opportunity for them!
If they can understand it, they will definitely benefit from it throughout their lives!
Therefore, Zhang Xuan was not in a hurry to complete this task. Since he has become the master of these people, he must be responsible for these people.
In fact, it is very simple to see. The reason why they haven't seen it yet is because these people are trapped in the situation.
If you want to see it, it's easy to do it. If you jump out of the circle, you can see it at a glance.
This is the second point Zhang Xuan wants to tell his disciples.
At this moment, no one noticed that Wu Jinghua came over with a few people.