Dr. Huang is very satisfied with Gong Mengbi's strength, no, it should be called alertness.
If you are alert enough, you will not be bullied so easily.
Dr. Huang smoothed the hair in front of his forehead and said with a smile: "If you do it your way, I'm afraid not many people will really want to come."
Gong Mengbi shook his head and sighed: "Those who want to come can't be stopped, and those who don't want to come can always find a way to refuse."
Dr. Huang said: "You prepare first, and I will inform you when there is news."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."
Dr. Huang nodded and saw Gong Mengbi disappear into a ball of smoke.
After Gong Mengbi left, Dr. Huang stood up suddenly: "It's really scary to enter the sixth level in a dream. No, I have to ask Xun Jijiu. I shouldn't be wrong."
Little did Gong Mengbi know that he had frightened Dr. Huang and even doubted his ability.
He returned to Fox Slope and patrolled around Fox Slope, looking at the scenery of Huziyuan and Fox Slope, thinking about what areas could be improved in terms of infrastructure and what areas could be improved in daily teaching.
What's more important is that the first batch of foxes have indeed reached a critical juncture and need to prepare for the Tianhu Academy's assessment.
The assessment of Tianhu Academy is actually very simple.
If you look at good deeds, you cannot be a person who does many evil things. The second test of magic power should not be too weak or too complex. The third test of the spiritual spirit requires a strong spirit and developed spiritual wisdom. The fourth test of talent is whether you can know yin and yang and understand your thoughts and feelings.
They don’t even take a test on literature or magic.
The scriptures and magic can be practiced slowly, but these four are fundamental and there can be no mistakes.
Gong Mengbi opened a literary and classics department in Huziyuan because literary classics can open up wisdom and enlighten spiritual wisdom.
Nowadays, when facing the Tianhu Academy assessment, we must focus on these four subjects. If you have done bad deeds and have not done enough good deeds, you should take advantage of the holidays to do good deeds and accumulate merit.
At this time, the role of the city god comes into play. If the city god maintains the yin and yang of a place, you can discuss it with him and send some Huzi graduates to intern to maintain the stability of yin and yang. Of course, it can be regarded as a good deed.
In addition, Gong Mengbi had previously asked them to extradite the souls of the dead and drive away the epidemic, which were all good deeds.
It’s just that these cannot be stated verbally. If we do good deeds for the sake of doing good deeds and turn doing good deeds into a business, we will fall into the inferior vehicle and be detrimental to our practice. Therefore, Gong Mengbi never told them about good deeds. He only subtly influenced them in his teachings, guiding them to do more good deeds and make the Taishan Empress famous.
Mana, spirituality, and talents are all a matter of time and effort. All Gong Mengbi can do is create the best possible environment, guide them one by one in their cultivation, and make up for their own shortcomings.
Change from large class teaching to small class teaching, one-on-one, point-to-point guidance, and targeted adjustments.
This is no longer the relationship between an academy teacher and a student, but a truly closer master-student relationship, just like Dr. Huang and Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi made plans and planned to implement them after the twelfth lunar month holiday.
From the winter lunar month to the twelfth lunar month, it only takes a blink of an eye.
All is well at Fox Slope, and Fox's studies are fruitful. The Kang sisters are the best among foxes.
Because Kang Yunu used the popularity to practice, he tried to use the popularity to transform, which resulted in the aura being too mixed. After re-cleansing the aura, his mana was greatly reduced, so he fell one step behind.
But Kang Wen didn't have such worries. She corrected herself, devoted herself to studying, and always worked in front of Gong Mengbi. She often got advice from Gong Mengbi, and now she has become a benchmark among foxes.
Kang Wen devoted himself to practice and gradually no longer thought about the young man of the Zhao family who had been away for half a year.
And the young man of the Zhao family is now on the run.
Since the young man from the Zhao family came down from Fox Slope, in order to avoid being tracked by the snake demon Xiao Qi, he has not dared to stay in the same place for more than seven days.
Running around unsteadily is like a bird that cannot land and can only flap its wings and keep flying.
When he came out of Fox Slope, the young man of the Zhao family was still a rich man, but now, he is already a man with a weathered face, disheveled hair, and a beggar-like figure in rags.
A pair of shoes were the first to wear out, and all the money he carried was soon used up partly as expenses and partly as charity. Now the most worrying thing every day was where his two meals a day would come from.
The shabby cotton coat he was wearing was a kind-hearted girl who donated his late father's clothes to him, but he almost gave up his life for this piece of clothing.
Zhao Siqi ran down the mountain next to the mountain temple, making gravel tumble and dead branches crunching.
Behind him, an angry one-eyed wooden guest chased out. This wooden guest has long hair, one eye has been blinded, and the bloody eye socket keeps bleeding out. The other red eye flashes with a malicious light, and the roar echoes in the mountains like thunder, getting closer and closer to Zhao Siqi. The closer.
This Muke was originally a mountain spirit, running around in the mountains like flying. How could Zhao Siqi outrun him?
Seeing the wooden guest getting closer and closer, Zhao Siqi was forced to fight like a trapped beast. He stopped, picked up a stick on the ground, looked at the wooden guest, and shouted: "Come on! I'm not afraid of you!"
Muke roared loudly and rushed towards Zhao Siqi. The smelly wind hit his head, and Muke slapped Zhao Siqi's head with his huge claws, trying to take off his head.
Zhao Siqi let out a breath, mobilized the magic power in his body, and suddenly rolled on the spot. He nimbly got into the blind spot in Muke's field of vision due to his blindness, making his attack miss.
Muke grabbed the tree with his claws and slapped the trunk, which was brittle in the winter, into pieces.
Zhao Siqi went around behind Muke, swung the stick and hit Muke on the back.
With a click, the stick broke, and the remaining half flew out.
Zhao Siqi's hands were numb and he was so frightened that he ran away.
Muke was hit with a tickling blow, turned around to look again, and immediately chased after him furiously.
Zhao Siqi urged himself while running: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
He ran and hid for some distance. Seeing Mu Ke getting closer and closer, Zhao Siqi was panicked for a moment. He tripped over the dead grass on the ground and fell to the side.
Seeing this, Muke immediately rushed over at a faster speed, causing the ground to tremble under his feet. He kicked off his legs and landed on Zhao Siqi with his two claws.
The force of this pounce was so great, but the tentacles felt empty. Not only were they empty, they were also falling.
Zhao Siqi turned into a phantom and disappeared the moment the wooden guest fell. The wooden guest landed on the withered grass and instantly fell into the deep pit that had been prepared under the withered grass.
Buried in the deep pit were two extremely sharp pitchforks, which pierced Mu Ke's waist and abdomen in just an instant.
Muke wailed, pawed at the pit, and then began to climb up using his strength.
Zhao Siqi had been preparing for a long time, but he would not let this wooden guest climb up.
He concentrated his mind and cut his wrist, and the blood spilled down, like burning grease, on the firewood that had been prepared in the pit, and on Muke's long hair.
In just a moment, the raging flames burned.
Mu Ke was in pain. As soon as his hands were loosened, he fell onto the fire and rolled wildly in the fire, making a huge and panic-stricken roar.
Zhao Siqi stood by the pit, his face illuminated by the fire. His eyes were frightened, but they also shone with bright fire.
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