Teacher is too tough

Chapter 147 The Second Threshold

Like Wang Songshou, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, there are some things they are born with that others may not be able to get even if they spend their entire lives.

The world is never fair.

Li Qingshi, who has lived by counting the rice in the rice jar since he was a child, has long understood this truth.

Originally, he was instinctively hostile to these masters in fine clothes, because he couldn't figure out why, just because he had a good birth?

After hanging around with Liu Beidou for so many years, subtly, the resentment towards this world was gradually healed, and the deep wound that fate had drawn on his little heart was also healed.

He can face the world calmly.

Not humble, not overbearing.

As a player in the game, Li Qingshi may not have noticed his change at all, let alone know that this is actually the most important thing that shriveled old man brought him.

So now he has no prejudice against those sons and young masters who are naturally superior or a few classes. Poor people are good and bad, and the same is true for rich people.

It's just that the good and evil of the poor and the rich are very different.

An insignificant act in the eyes of the rich, whether good or evil, is more likely to change someone's life.

Wang Songshou obviously didn't know this truth, maybe he knew it, but he just didn't care, just like when he was walking, he didn't care if he trampled an ant to death.

In his eyes, Li Qingshi is just an ant, even though he has opened 71 orifices.

It's just that I didn't expect that this ant would be a bit harsh to step on.

After being led to do mental calculations on that question with a wrong way of thinking, Wang Songshou reacted quickly and quickly realized his stupidity.

A few old men and a few pears, is it important?Can't figure it out to prove that I'm stupid?

If I really want to calculate it, that is the trick of this bastard!
After Wang Songshou figured it out, he began to launch his best taunting attack on Li Qingshi.

However, no matter what he said, Li Qingshi ignored him and put on an annoying look that I don't talk to idiots from beginning to end.

Wang Songshou didn't expect that he would be despised by mud legs in his life, and his lungs almost exploded. It's a pity that he was in Laojun Mountain, no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't dare to assign his subordinates to teach this dog to be a human being.

The angry prince suddenly had an idea, and said in a low voice: "You let the fairy head of the Laojun temple lose face in front of so many people, do you think you can still be a disciple of the Laojun temple?"

These words really spoke to Li Qingshi's mind, he was really worried about it, finally spoke up, and raised his voice a little: "What do you mean? Are you cursing the fairy in Laojun Temple for having a small belly?"

Wang Songshou was stunned, and was about to yell, but was pulled aside by his friend Chen Zhimao, and said angrily, "Why are you stopping me? If I don't kill him when he goes down the mountain, I won't be named Wang!"

Chen Zhimao said in a low voice: "Didn't you see Brother Meng staring at you?"

Wang Songshou looked over there, and sure enough, seeing Meng Chuanding's unfriendly eyes, he shrank his neck and kept silent.

One thing falls one thing.

Yang Guanjin's words and deeds are aboveboard, so he should not be a small-minded person, but Li Qingshi is no longer a rookie who just walked out of Baitou Village.

It's about whether you can worship Laojun, so you have to be more cautious.

He secretly observed Yang Guanjin's reaction, and seeing that he was indifferent after hearing his words, he couldn't tell if there was a knot in his heart.

I thought it would be okay to vent my anger in small shoes, as long as I don't really trip you up.

Yang Guanjin suddenly said to those who were eliminated: "Come here, I will give you another inspection."

The eager and hesitant crowd was overjoyed and hurriedly lined up. Unfortunately, after the second check, still no one passed.

Everyone in the room noticed that Yang Guanjin's inspection of the root bones was much slower, obviously more cautious than at the beginning.

After an unknown amount of time, only Meng Chuanshen, who was at the end, was left in the team, and there were still only three people who passed the test.

Meng Chuanshen walked up to Yang Guanjin, first saluted respectfully, then looked at Meng Chuanding who was standing behind, and called out generously: "Brother."

Meng Chuanding nodded slightly, but said nothing.

Wang Songshou said: "Why is Chuan Shen so confused? Isn't Laojun and Guan Xianzhang thinking that he is trying to gain connections and go through the back door?"

Chen Zhimao rolled his eyes: "How do I know?"

Yang Guanjin looked at Meng Chuanshen with great interest, and asked, "The two of them didn't tell the truth, why did you say it?"

Wang Songshou and Chen Zhimao looked at each other. It turns out that the Immortal Elder already knew that we knew Brother Meng?
Meng Chuan said: "My brother knows that we are coming today. With his temperament, he must have told the fairy long ago. He clearly knows each other, but he pretends not to know each other in front of the fairy. He can't do this kind of thing."

Yang Guanjin smiled and said, "You know your brother well." He held out his hand.

Meng Chuanshen lowered his head slightly.

After a while, Yang Guanjin nodded and said, "As expected of a real brother, he has excellent bones."

Li Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief.

What happened to him will inevitably make everyone present question Yang Guanjin's authority.

If this old gentleman Guanxian Master is a villain, shutting Meng Chuanshen out at this time will obviously show his "selflessness" and will definitely improve everyone's impression of him.

But he didn't do this, which means he doesn't care about other people's eyes. How can such a person be so small-minded?
After registering the information, Meng Chuanshen bowed his waist and cupped his fists to Li Qingshi and said, "My name is Meng Chuanshen, and I want to make friends with my brother, and I hope he will not give up."

Li Qingshi saw him standing alone at the end of the queue before, and he had a good impression in his heart. Seeing that he was humble and polite, he liked him even more, but he was a bit too polite, so he clasped his fists back and said, "That's easy to say."

Wang Songshou hurriedly pulled Meng Chuanshen aside: "This kid doesn't know what's good, what kind of friend do you have with him?"

Meng Chuanshen said expressionlessly: "If you continue to bully others, I will let my brother beat you up."

Hearing them talking, Li Qingshi thought that this could be less polite.

The four of them were taken to another place on the top of the mountain, and as far as the eye could see, they were all huts, where all the people who came to apprentice and passed the first level lived.

The disciples of Laojun Temple who lead the way explained to them the second threshold for accepting disciples of Laojun Temple.

They will learn the basic boxing or swordsmanship of Laojunguan here, and then compete with the disciples designated by Laojunguan with the boxing or swordsmanship they have learned.

The two sides cannot use other tricks, and Laojunguan will also use special techniques to close the big orifices opened by the two sides in the competition, so as to eliminate the difference in strength caused by the difference in the number of big orifices opened.

If you can win, you will pass the test, and you will be able to get Lao Junguan into your family.

The victory here is not to knock down the opponent, but to count the number of times both sides have made a move within a stick of incense time, and the one with the least number of moves wins.

The competition should be completed within one month, that is to say, it only takes one month at most to learn the basic boxing and sword skills.

This disciple of Laojunguan probably thought that since he came here to study as a teacher, he must have known the corresponding rules in advance, so he only gave a rough introduction, and did not say that there was not only one disciple appointed by Laojunguan to fight.

So this rule is not really fair.

Fate is not good, and it is easier to be cold when you meet someone who is strong.

However, this is the rule, and you have to accept it if you don’t accept it.

If there is a saying, it is that a person's ultimate achievement in martial arts does not depend entirely on his talent and hard work.

It also depends on the chance.

Chance is destiny.

Moreover, a rule that is unfair to everyone is also a kind of fairness in a sense.

Outsiders don't know that this is actually a kind of "Tao" that Laojunguan's disciples need to comprehend.

As for whether Laojunguan has other considerations, no one knows.

After listening to the rules, Li Qingshi felt that if he couldn't pass the test, he would have no regrets at all.

After all, he grew up so big, he only knows the basic boxing and swordsmanship of Laojun.

At the entrance of this living area, there is a merit box.

The disciples of Laojunguan explained that food and lodging here are free, and those who are rich can donate some money, which is all voluntary, and used for the expenses here, which can be regarded as mutual help from the same people in the world, after all, some people are really struggling.

Of course, if no one donates money, Laojunguan will also be responsible for all expenses.

This is the pattern and bearing of the number one holy place in the world.

Wang Songshou came to his senses, gave Li Qingshi a contemptuous look, took out two silver ingots and threw them into the merit box, a total of 20 taels.

Li Qingshi reached into his bosom and took out a gold ingot weighing twelve taels.

Wang Songshou stared wide-eyed, how rich is this poor man?
Without further ado, he took out five gold ingots and threw them into the merit box, a total of 50 taels.

Of course he did not forget to give Li Qingshi a contemptuous look.

Then I saw Li Qingshi who took out the gold ingot was still touching in his arms, Wang Songshou seemed to be facing a big enemy, he had no money on him.

Finally, he watched helplessly as Li Qingshi took out a few pieces of broken silver from his pocket and threw them into the merit box, and put the gold ingot back into his pocket.

Li Qingshi grinned at Laojunguan's disciples: "If you are poor, you are alone. Forgive me. Fortunately, there is no shortage of rich people. The gold and silver of the prince are enough for everyone who lives here to eat and drink for a month."

Glancing at Wang Songshou, his face was full of gratitude.

(End of this chapter)