Xu Yi's speech became smoother and smoother.
As for numerology, hard work is the most important thing, if you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, you can't do it.
Undoubtedly, Xu Yi can do it.
Relying on word of mouth, his reputation is getting bigger and bigger, especially the joke about his white hair turning white when he strayed into the maze, the spread is extremely high, and it also opened up his popularity along the way.
The direct result is that the number of monks who came to listen to his preaching has almost doubled.
Every time they preach, the three of Tong Fang will take turns to come to the platform. The purpose is to let some people put away their thoughts that they shouldn't have.
After all, Cao Da, Tong Fang, Mu Yu, and Du Fei were not the only ones who had misguided thoughts about Xu Yi back then. There were many people in Liangwang Peak.
In the evening of that day, after Xu Yi finished preaching, all the monks thanked him and left. Only a middle-aged monk with a dignified appearance sat still.
In fact, Xu Yi noticed this person from the very beginning of today's lecture. Although he couldn't see his cultivation, it was enough to explain the problem.
Furthermore, none of Tong Fang, Mu Yu, and Du Fei came to the platform today, but this person came. Xu Yi probably guessed that this was the opportunity the three of them said to enter the Liangwang Peak Dojo.
"Friend Daoist, today's lecture is over, if there is anything unclear, how about we ask for advice tomorrow?"
Xu Yi was talking nonsense insincerely and politely, but the villain in his heart was shouting, "Hurry up and finish the exam, accept me after the exam."
Song Zhengyi smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand on the crystal screen that Xu Yi hadn't removed, and a math problem appeared. There are three numerology models.
"This question has puzzled me for a long time. I don't know if Mr. Xu can solve it. If I can solve it, I am willing to pay two black origin beads."
Song Zheng looked at Xu Yidao with a smile.
Two Black Origin Orbs means two hundred merit points, and Xu Yi can only earn this amount for a lecture.
However, at present, Xu Yi's desire is not at all for meritorious service, he is only thinking about passing the examination, so that he can get into the warm bed of Liangwang Peak.
He carefully examined the topic, and quickly grasped the key point from the complicated clues. This is a question of three obscurities. In the past, he used the help of practicing demons and ghosts to spy on the sky and the galaxy, and finally broke through the obstacle avoidance. Qiyao fights numbers, and then sees through the key to the appearance of ghosts and ghosts, and successfully cultivates the appearance of ghosts and ghosts.
And the core difficulty of the problem in front of him, Sanyao Doushu, is just a step up from Qiyao Doushu. He has already jumped up to the seventh high-level, and retreated to the third low-level, just strolling in the courtyard.
Xu Yi didn't wave his hand to break the question. He was afraid of leaving people with the impression of being too pretentious, so he put on a show and calculated half a stick of incense before he wrote the final answer.
Song Zhengyi stared at him blankly for a long time, put the two Heiyuan beads on the table, asked for Xu Yi's lecture card, recorded the video, and went straight.
Xu Yi stared blankly at Song Zhengyi's disappearing figure, and said silently, "Isn't it because he took the wrong script? At this juncture, shouldn't he call out genius and ask me if I would like to join Liangwang Peak? Why? just leave?"
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"Brother Zhengyi, how about it, is this son as evil as those disciples taught?"
Song Zhengyi had just set foot on Cangran Pavilion, Zhong Bingqian asked with a smile.
Song Zhengyi sat across from him, and sighed, "There is a sequence of learning about Taoism, and those who have mastered it are teachers. I think my Liangwang Peak is already a gathering of Yingxiu. Brothers and disciples of Daoism, learn from each other, forge ahead, and the number of skills together, the world Mo Neng can compete with my Liangwang Peak, seeing this boy today, I know that the world's talents are not all in my Liangwang Peak's grasp."
Zhong Bingqian was drinking tea. Hearing this, he closed his mouth forcibly so that the tea didn't come out. He put down his teacup and looked at Song Zhengyi, "Since the first brother Zheng has such an evaluation of this son, why don't you take him into the sect? .”
He knew very well that Song Zhengyi's temperament was definitely not one to talk big, and Xu Yi could let Song Zhengyi say these words, which made him feel uneasy.
Song Zhengyi shook his head and said, "Because people are too outstanding, I can't encourage them to grow. You and I have seen more than a few dozen geniuses in our lives. Those who have broken the middle way are nine out of ten. Without tempering, there will be geniuses." It is also difficult to become a talent, and if you have to hone him for two years, before the big competition, and then take him under the door, Song will not believe that whoever dares not to snatch the person I like."
Zhong Bingqian laughed, "It's been many years, and I haven't heard Brother Song speak so majesticly. Just based on this, I know that I, Liangwang Peak, have become a top genius again. That's fine, I don't dare to idle anymore Sit down, you are the first brother who is about to get a good disciple, and those bad disciples under my sect should be whipped and whipped hard, and these stupid birds must be chased away first."
After saying that, he clasped his fists and went straight away, only to turn around, his face darkened in an instant.
... ... ...
"It shouldn't be!"
"impossible!"
"Is there something wrong?"
"Master Zhengyi cherishes talents the most. Could it be that Brother Xu's solution to the problem was wrong?"
"What nonsense, brother Xu is such a genius, how could he solve it wrong, not to mention Master Zhengyi even handed in two black source beads, if he didn't solve it correctly, with his old temper, would he be able to do it?"
"But why on earth is this? We have spent so much effort to create momentum for Brother Xu. What does it mean to be a master?"
"..."
Tong Fang, Mu Yu, and Du Fei surrounded Xu Yi, spitting and expressive, they were even more anxious than Xu Yi, the person involved.
Xu Yi waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go back to each house and find each mother, it's so annoying."
He issued an order to evict the guest, and the three of them had no choice but to retreat, taking one step at a time, very slowly.
Xu Yi couldn't stand it anymore, and sighed, "What are you three in a hurry for? It's only been two years. We're doing our best and obeying the destiny. If your plan doesn't work, then follow the stupid way. Filled, wait for the next year's entrance examination contest, with my ability, you don't think that even I can't enter the Liangwang Peak Dojo."
He didn't want the three of them to be poor and want to change, and toss out another moth.
And his words are also what he really thinks in his heart. If it is not a last resort, he never pins his hopes on others. Anyway, it is the right way to fill up the merit points of the lecture card first and meet the Dabi.
With Xu Yi's relief, the three slaves on the Liangwang Peak felt better.
Once the three of them left, they didn't return for a long time, and Xu Yi's life was back on track.
Every single day he preaches, every two days he serves Lingtian, occasionally studies the Dao of Mathematics, occasionally travels in the mountains and forests with Yan Ziye, and goes boating on the sea, his life is extremely comfortable.
Three months later, the merit points in Xu Yi's lecture card exceeded 10,000.
Having achieved his goal, he put up a plaque in the mission booth and announced his retreat.
He has never had any interest in preaching and resolving doubts. If it is not for earning merit points, he really doesn't care about those Bai Yuanzhu.
Now that his merits and virtues are complete, he naturally doesn't want to go to the podium again and waste time.