Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 782 Preaching
Academy.

It was the place where Wu Chong taught his disciples. Wang Tong and other seven disciples sat below, listening to Wu Chong's explanation.

"Simply repeating calligraphy and painting, you will always be just a craftsman. It is impossible to reach the third level after practicing until death. Just like those old men in Tianshumen, their potential has been exhausted." Wu Chong's voice came down from above. .

The seven students who were taking notes subconsciously stopped their pens.

The first apprentice Wang Zhong couldn't help but said.

"Mr. is certainly stronger than the mountain chiefs, but there is no need to belittle them like this. Does this kind of remark violate the principles of scholars?"

"I'm just discussing the matter as it stands, and I don't want to belittle it. Also, what is a scholar?"

Wu Chong looked over and said condescendingly.

"You are seekers! If you still treat yourself as an ordinary poor scholar, you can get out of here."

"Is it against the way of sages?"

Someone couldn't help but speak again.

"Saints?"

Wu Chong stretched out his hand and squeezed it, the light in the room suddenly dimmed, and it took about two breaths before returning to normal.Such a scene made all the students stunned, pinch it with bare hands?Is this still the way of painting and calligraphy!
"When you can do this, you can also be saints."

Can we also become saints?
The seven students were startled by Wu Chong's words.It was the first time they had heard such outrageous words.

"Go to delusions, go to create! Remember, you can only become a saint if you break the common sense, otherwise you will never even think about entering the third realm for the rest of your life."

Wu Chong on the stage was just like the leader of the cult, talking nonsense.The content of the speech was becoming more and more deviant, but the seven students below were fascinated by it.Layers of deceitful power turned into invisible ripples and spread, affecting the seven students below.

Normally, the values ​​of ordinary students will not change all of a sudden, but Master Wu is not afraid, he has a lot of means, the most intuitive one is to use deceitful ways to influence their mentality, and release their repressed ambitions and personalities.

Tianshumen wanted him to help train disciples for free, but they didn't expect that Wu Chong would directly cut off their roots.

After today's lesson, these students will all become disciples of the wrong way.

"Delusion... can be realized. Is this how the teacher breaks through the divine realm?"

Wang Zhonghong stared at Wu Chong on the stage.He suddenly felt that the shackles he had been wearing all along seemed to have been broken by someone. No rules, no respect, no order, everything was not as real as strength.When I become a sword bearer, the order of the world will be established by me!

"nature."

Wu Chong said with certainty.

His eyes fell on Mr. Wang, and he could clearly feel that the power in Wang Zhong's body had changed, and the power belonging to the false way gradually replaced the original 'knowledge'.

As expected of a genius, what he comprehends is fast.

The same goes for the remaining six students, at different speeds, they have all switched from the path of knowledge and cultivation to his side.

"I want to live forever, can I do it?"

The fluctuation of Wang Zhong's breath became more and more intense.He didn't feel it before, but for some reason, after listening to Wu Chong's preaching, he felt that he realized it all at once.

"can!"

Wu Chong gave an affirmative answer.

"The premise is that your body can carry the power of eternal life, otherwise thinking about eternal life at this stage is courting death."

"Then how can we practice to withstand this force? The exercises we have been exposed to in the past have taught us this way. If we want to break through to the next level, we must accumulate and practice step by step. Rely on hard work to exchange strength!" Wang Zhong The student next to him spoke.

"Start with visible goals, don't stick to reality."

"Visible targets? I see."

Wang Zhong in the front row looked at Wu Chong, and suddenly took out a brush and drew a long black line on the table.The 'artistic' boa constrictor, which could only succeed once in a while, flew out of the paper and circled around him.

This time, the python is many times stronger than before, far beyond the level it just broke through.

"Wang Zhong? What are you doing!"

Several fanatical students like Wang Zhong were awakened in an instant. Looking at Wang Zhong who seemed to be possessed by a demon, they couldn't help yelling.

Years of education have made them subconsciously respect teachers, and subconsciously tell them that it is wrong to disrespect teachers.

"Breaking common sense, this is what the teacher taught us just now."

After releasing the python, the black python on Wang Zhong's body became more flexible, and the aura of delusion on his body became more solidified, growing at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

"good."

Wu Chong was not only not angry, but also had a satisfied smile on his face.

What he wants is this kind of student who dares to think and do things. That kind of obedient nod is worthless to him.

Don't dare to think about it, what kind of false way to cultivate!
"Then ask the teacher to guide the students."

Wang Zhong's eyes gradually became abnormal, and all morality and etiquette disappeared from him.

Unscrupulous, lawless!
The boa constrictor beside him seemed to have sensed his emotions, and rushed towards Wu Chong with a roar.

Roar!
When the boa constrictor roared and flew away from Wang Zhong, it became real. The vivid black scales were completely different from Wang Zhong's previous paintings.

Almost at the same time, Wu Chong on the stage stretched out his hand.

On the ground, a puddle of pitch-black ink rose up and turned into a bigger mouth, swallowing the flying python in one gulp.

After killing the python, this pool of pitch-black ink flashed in front of Wang Zhong in an instant, punched him on the chin, and sent him flying.

Wang Zhong, who was hit, didn't react immediately, his head buzzed, his neck tilted up, and he flew out of the ground.The head above hit the roof hard under the inertia.It rolled down after breaking a beam.The tumbling body hit the desk again, and tumbling several times before stopping.

Wow! !

As soon as Wang Zhong, who was struggling to sit up, understood something, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood from his throat.

"Too weak."

Wu Chong came over and looked down at Wang Zhong as if looking at garbage.

"Very good, so I was so delusional." Wang Zhong sat up forcefully, recalling the experience of Wu Chong's confrontation just now, and suddenly understood.

Delusional, he wasn't bold enough.

He even picked up a pen to paint before, but his delusion is still confined to the desk.

Confined in the painting!
The true delusion should be ubiquitous, as long as you have enough power, you can 'think' about everything around you.Just like the puddle of black ink that Wu Chong imagined just now, it was created out of nothing.

"Teacher, save Senior Brother Wang first, he is seriously injured." Wang Tong, the youngest, couldn't help but said.

Although he was also influenced by Wu Chong's "preaching" before, he soon came back to his senses. Seeing that Wang Zhong was injured so badly, he was no longer in the mood to study anymore.

"Carry it down."

Wu Chong waved his hand, he picked up the bamboo slip that fell on the table just now, and walked towards the door.

"I hope you all gain something, otherwise Wang Zhong's punch will be in vain."

The voice came in from the door, and several people in the room were silent for a while.Seeing Wang Zhong standing up slowly, they suddenly felt a little pressure.

Senior Brother Wang seemed to be ahead of them.

(End of this chapter)