In the morning, the sun rises in the East.

A Cheng slowly wakes up from his meditation, rubs his hands hot, and then presses them on his face. The warm temperature of his palms makes his face soft and comfortable after a night's cold wind. He slowly opens his eyes and massages his body with his hands. After meditating for such a long time, he still has to pay attention to the transportation of blood gas. Until his whole body is warm, he slowly opens his double plates and stands up from the futon.

At this time, his eyebrows slightly hot, a white Epiphyllum method print appears, a Cheng closed his eyes, heart thoughts concentrated in his mind, suddenly in front of a strong middle-aged man, his father left him a message.

"You cook the rice first, then bring a pot of water to the field and put it on the ridge. Don't forget to go to class. Your master told me that you have made rapid progress recently. Don't be proud. Do you know... "

Father's nagging, ah Cheng listened silently, did not reply to the news, quit the pure land.

People are born to feel the pure land. It's a gift from Bodhisattva. Through the pure land, people who are familiar with each other can pass on messages. In addition, it's no big deal. It's said that long ago, when the world opened, people could make in-depth links through the pure land, not only to pass on messages, but also to pass on will and power. We all share happiness In the same way. But it's just a legend.

Ah Cheng goes to prepare breakfast, cooks a pot of porridge, takes a few salty bamboo shoots from the pickle jar, washes out the salt on the surface, changes the knife into bamboo shoots, and mixes them with sesame oil. It's a snack.

Sitting behind the stove to see the scene of the fire, ah Cheng does not waste. With the red light of firewood, he takes out the classics to see.

There are 14 sects in the world. They have set up 14 colleges, not only in the good and evil stars, but also everywhere. People can choose different schools to practice martial arts. They can learn up to seven levels of martial arts. If they want to further their studies, they have to go to the clan.

Ah Cheng chose the school of wuliangjingzong. He admired the patriarch of the school, the man named Li dingxun.

It is said that he is the master of Vajra like martial arts. There are millions of vajras in the world. It's really a man who can break a big stone on his chest.

Ah Cheng hopes to become a strong man himself.

Unfortunately, he is the thinnest in the college.

Therefore, he told others that he wanted to be a scholarly person, not a muscle bald donkey.

As a result, his Dean - some muscle bald ass in his mouth - had a strong opinion of him.

A Cheng was punished for his rude remarks.

"Rat, rat Oh, it's burnt A Cheng smelled a faint smell of paste, quickly lifted the lid of the pot, a pot of good porridge, white rice was full, the water was not dry, but there was already some paste under it. A Cheng kept stirring it with a spoon and recited the book of songs crazily.

For the time being, young a Cheng's dream is to become a fierce man, the kind he never forgets.

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In the canteen of the college, the food here is always very rich. Ah Cheng is very happy to eat here. He and a father who is obsessed with farming are the only ones in the family. None of them has excellent cooking skills.

There is also ah Zhi who eats together. He is much bigger than ah Cheng and has a lot more appetite.

"Ah Cheng, how are you doing now?"

"You swallow your meal and talk again, OK?" Ah Cheng wiped the rice from his face. Ah Zhi's front teeth were knocked out. Before the doctor made his dentures, he had a leak when talking and a leak when eating.

"Forget it."

A Cheng doesn't eat fast. His father is a man who pays great attention to table manners. When he eats at home, he can't even talk, but father and son have nothing to communicate with each other.

A Cheng likes to chat in the canteen, and his father likes to chat in the pure land. Everyone has a time of talking.

In addition to teaching poetry and martial arts, the courses of the college also have other characteristics.

The King Kong School and Shaolin school teach Buddhism.

Ranshan college teaches math and miscellaneous.

The school of sword casting teaches forging.

Xuan women's college teaches music.

Baihua college teaches medicine.

Five immortals college teaches poison.

Kong sang college teaches poison and medicine.

Fulongtan college teaches cooking.

Wudang teaches Taoism.

Yuanshan Taoism and Buddhism.

Emei also teaches Taoism and Buddhism.

The number of teachers in Jieqing college.

Shixiang college is more powerful. They have no culture, so they just take some acrobatics to make up for it, such as lion dance, dragon dance, and breaking stones in their chest

By the way, Li dingxun, the founder of the King Kong sect, is a member of the shixiangmen, so maybe breaking big stones on the chest is a traditional program.

Each school has its own style, which undoubtedly extends to every college.

Originally, ah Cheng was very fond of the lion Academy. As a result, he was afraid that he would become a folk artist, so he planned to lean on the bald donkey.

Today's Buddhism is still based on the mind Zen originated from Bodhisattva. There are various branches of Buddhism, but they are all complementary to the mind Zen. Different roads will lead to the same goal.Ah Zhi scratched his head. "Ah Cheng, I've been unable to settle recently. Why?"

"You should ask Master, not me."

"But master asked me to ask you."

"You are too stupid to teach."

"What?" Ah Zhi, I'm shocked.

Ah Cheng caught a glimpse of a group of monks in monk robes coming into the dining hall. They were steady footed and their temples were bulging high. They were also good hands in the world.

"It's brother Sangji." Ah Zhi has a look of adoration. Sangji is the one who leads the group of monks. These monks in robes are all disciples favored by the sect. Compared with these colleges, their level is much higher.

"You don't have to envy others. You can go to our sect in the future."

"There are people who go to our sect every year, but elder martial brother Sangji is the only one." Ah Zhi really adores sangi.

He is warm-hearted, good at martial arts and popular. He has recognized a new master in his sect and is said to have a high status. Among these students, sangi is the best.

After only a few steps in the canteen, he was welcomed by countless students.

If it wasn't for the King Kong School, which only accepts male students, it's estimated that elder martial brother Sangji would be surrounded by schoolgirls every day.

The Dharma of Vajra sect is really good for men, but not so friendly for women.

Ah Cheng stares at the large piece of barbecue in the plate, thinking that this is his future - all the shiny muscles and muscles in the future.

Even a man as powerful as elder martial brother Sangji can only stay among men. Not to mention a rookie, he can't even seize the chance to save the beauty when he wanders in the Jianghu.

For the time being, young ah Cheng's dream is to become stronger, and then go to the hero to save the beauty.