Super little doctor

"Jinxian, do you think this boy is crazy?"

Li Hentian, a child full of indignation, looking at Li Sandou in the mirror in front of him, knows the rampant appearance. The child wishes he could come forward and knock it.

In front of the little boy, a white haired old fairy in a simple grey robe shook the dust in his hands and said, "this son is crazy, but what he said is not unreasonable. Although it is a one-sided word, it also points out the disadvantages of Confucianism, which is especially weak. This is an indisputable fact. "

"But Jinxian is very powerful. How can he be weak?" Xiao Tong still feels a little upset. He always feels that he has been scolded by Li Sandou.

The old fairy knew what the child thought, so he said with a smile, "although the old fairy is powerful, he can only be a messenger in lihentian. Do you think he is still powerful?"

The little boy was silent all of a sudden. It's not hard to see from his little mouth that he was hit hard.

The old fairy knocked the child's head with a brush and said, "forget what the old fairy taught you? He who fights with others loses. He should be good at himself and realize his own way. Even if he is inferior to others, he should be the only one or two or three who can reach the supreme level under the three realms. Is it possible that other people are not immortals besides these one or two or three? Isn't it true that all the Holy Spirits in heaven can't become holy spirits

"Jinxian, what you said is too complicated for children to understand."

"If you don't understand me, go and burn the boiler for me. How can I accept such an ignorant apprentice as you?"

The old fairy cursed on his mouth, but in his eyes he was full of pity.

Looking back at Li Sandou in the mirror, the old immortal not only showed a helpless smile, but also showed a deep disappointment when he looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

"Although it is true, the dignity of scholars in this world can not be lost. Even if you are not in this samsara, Laoxian will fight for the scholar's face. "

Said, the old fairy a shake brush dust, such as clouds dispersed.

At this time, in the challenge arena, Zhang Zhiwei got up early and was completely crazy. He was crazy and bit whoever he caught. There was no arrogance of Wen Sheng before.

"Who else is going to come up and check with me? If not, I'll accept it."

Li San Dou embraces his hands and thinks that the Wendou meeting is more interesting than the Wudou meeting. As long as he moves his mouth, he can make people crazy. It's like the Wudou meeting is both a sword and a sword.

If you look at me and I look at you, no one dares to challenge Li Sandou's eloquence.

Those who didn't win didn't dare to come forward to ask for humiliation, especially those nerds. Others only saw Li Sandou's powerful mouth. They could best know Li Sandou's powerful point. They easily answered Xiao Wen Shengzhang Zhiwei's question, that is, forget it, and some counter questions pointed directly at the disadvantages of Confucianism.

They are all together, I'm afraid they can't pry Li's three and a half duels.

Just when Tianguan was about to announce that Li Sandou would win the champion of Wendou society by fighting against the heroes, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly calmed down.

Together with the scarlet eyes, they became extremely calm, and there was a golden light blooming in the eyes.

"Wait a minute, doujun. Let me have a round of questions with you. If I lose, you will be the champion of Doujia. If you lose, you have to apologize to the scholars all over the world! " Zhang Zhiwei's only change before the tone, inculcate the tone makes Zhang Zhiwei as if completely changed a person.

At a glance, Li Sandou saw that Zhang Zhiwei was possessed by an old immortal. Although he didn't know the identity of the old immortal, Li Sandou could roughly guess that the immortal must be No.1 in Yunxiao, and he must be a sage of Confucianism, a saint who really became an immortal.

"What's wrong, old fairy? If you lose, don't apologize to the world's scholars, just kneel down to the world's scholars."

Li San Dou didn't change his arrogance at all. What if the old fairy came? Today, he is going to trample on the sage who claims to be the sage of literature!

"Taibai Jinxian, defeat the spirit of this ghost boy!"

"Who can bear it or not? Jin Xian dares to speak wild in front of him!"

"You must kneel down to be a scholar today!"

A group of guys who boast that they are literary saints recognize the old immortal who is attached to Zhang Zhiwei. They dare not open their mouth when they have just been suppressed. All kinds of clamour can be heard all at once.

Li Sandao sneered at this: "look at your virtue, Confucianism in this world is just harmed by you scum who tend to be arrogant and powerful!"

Zhang Zhiwei, to be exact, some of the old immortals can't hang on their faces. The group of scholars behind them are really extremely shameful. How can a villain like this be called a saint?

"Dou Jun, listen to the question of Laoxian. The stars in the sky are all dust. How much dust is there?"

The old fairy is the old fairy. The title is more profound than that one.

No, as soon as the question came out, it was the nine Tianguan and Erlang Zhenjun who were not talking about the students who were half full of ink.

How many people have thought about it? Who can count how many stars there are?Li Sandou frowned. He thought that the old fairy would come up with some questions related to Confucianism. He never thought that the old fairy had come up with an astronomy question, which had almost no answer.

After all, in the first two generations, Li Sandou had studied science. He knew that the universe was endless, and he even knew that the stars in the universe were endless.

At half a sound, Li San Dou raised his head and said, "there are two answers to this question. One is a relatively standard answer, and the other is a broad answer. First, the relative standard answer is seven times ten to the 22nd power. Second, according to your Confucian concept, all the stars in the sky are dust. Dust is smoke, dust is nothing. So the second answer is nothing. "

The old fairy was shocked, so he frowned and said, "what is the 22nd power of seven times ten?"

Obviously, the old immortal acquiesced in Li Sandou's second answer, but he didn't know what the first answer meant.

Not to mention the old gods, even the elites and Tianguan of the three realms don't know. Everyone is at a loss, including Erlang Zhenjun.

"It's a little hard to explain. If you want to learn, I can teach you later." Li Sandou grinned. Although he was a math student in his previous life, he still understood this basic knowledge.

"The answer is too white to make up!"

"Yes, it's true that if the power is not the power, we can say the specific number."

"Jin Xian, don't be fooled by this kid. He is..."

While many nerds are complaining, the old fairy who is attached to Zhang Zhiwei bows and bows to Li Sandou to learn.

"Please teach me more in the future!"