Start From Cultivation University

Wei Ze thumped in his heart, and immediately stopped the pen in his hand.

"What's going on?" He stood up and asked the student who was reporting.

"I don't know the exact situation. Anyway, everyone suddenly gathered in the back of the teaching building."

Cultivating immortals endowed these young girls with extraordinary powers. He should have thought of this kind of problem a long time ago.

He didn't say much, but followed the student to the back of the dormitory where the accident happened.

The arena had already been surrounded by crowds, the students stood in a circle, some were booing, others were standing there with worried eyes, not knowing what to do, seeing that Wei Ze had arrived, they hurried to dodge Make a way for Wei Ze to go in.

"What's going on?" Wei Ze saw the familiar Yuan Qingqing from the crowd, and asked her.

"It's Song Xudong and Sun Qiming. I heard that it was a quarrel during the military training. As soon as the training was over, Song Xudong issued a challenge letter and asked someone to fight here." Yuan Qingqing looked at him, as if hesitant, "Mr. Wei, this…"

Hearing this, Wei Ze frowned. He was only a teacher before, but he had never been a head teacher. This was also a new situation for him. While he was thinking about countermeasures, he saw a sudden panic in the atmosphere. Before, clench your fists...

Then, the two clasped their fists at the same time and bowed slightly to each other.

The movements are very familiar, and they are the starting moves of the sixteen strokes of Taijiquan in the training performance just now.

Wei Ze had an ominous premonition in his heart, and before he could speak, he saw Song Xudong on the right stretched out his body, his arms were wide open, his palms were shining, and the surging spiritual energy rushed out!

"Look at the trick! The white crane spreads its wings!"

Sweeping with strength, he lifted the corner of Sun Qiming's clothes with a loud whistling. He took a half step back slightly, and his expression became serious.

"Oh... what a powerful spiritual power."

While speaking, Sun Qiming pressed his center of gravity, twisted his waist, squatted down on his knees, and raised his left hand as if hugging him!

"Eat my trick—wild horse split mane!"

Another gust of wind swayed from it, spreading with the waves, blowing Wei Ze's collar. He just watched the two punch and kick at 0.5 times the speed. You waved your pipa, and I slapped your ears. The battle scene was extremely fierce, and it lasted at least ten years.

Then he realized one thing: this is the current main force of Kunlun University.

No, it's a bit horrible... Wei Ze covered his face, and the feeling of teacher accomplishment that had just surged up immediately shattered into dross.

"Teacher Wei..." Wu Hao who was next to him saw him, and also came over, pointing to the slow motion in the middle, "In this situation...is there still a fight?"

Do you call this a fight... Although thinking so in his heart, Wei Ze cleared his throat in good time, took a step forward, and shouted: "Stop!"

The two students who were fighting each other with one whip in Yun's hands were taken aback for a moment, and when they saw him, they hurried back to their positions and stood there obediently looking at him. The students, including the surrounding students, also stretched their necks, listening to his speech.

"Cultivation in the immortal way can certainly allow people to gain extraordinary power, but..." Wei Ze swept at them sternly, "You mastered the immortal art to do this kind of thing? Is this the reason you became immortal cultivators?"

At least give me a level playing... he thought.

Hearing his words, both of them also felt that they were wronged, and stood there daring not to say a word.

"You are already adults, I will not ask more about private matters. This time I just want to emphasize one thing."

Wei Ze paused, and glanced at every student around: "In the university, what you have to learn is not only how to become a cultivator. More importantly, how to 'be' a cultivator in this world. people."

——Although I actually don’t know what a cultivator should be like nowadays. After all, as long as you leave this campus, you will never see any extraordinary things again.

But since it is time to educate students,

That's a reliable way to make up for it. Wei Ze closed his eyes slightly, imagining the scene in his mind: a society where the extraordinary becomes ordinary, and everyone has the opportunity to become immortal. The aura reappears in the world, the era of cultivating immortals and connecting with all living beings.

In this case, what should the cultivator do?

"There won't be a unified answer to this question. I don't want to say any old-fashioned words that I don't want to be ashamed of. Whatever you do with the immortal method, you are what kind of immortal cultivator."

Wei Ze took a breath, and said slowly: "But before that, you also have to remember—you are students from Kunlun University. Those who come out of here, I hope you all see the world with your eyes, and detach yourself from the world. Hold the mountains and rivers in your hands, and care about ants in your heart. The way to cultivate immortals does not lie in immortals, but in cultivation, and what you cultivate is your own 'Tao'."

Damn, I can really make it up... He couldn't help complaining after he finished speaking, this should be regarded as an occupational disease of a Chinese teacher, right?

"I won't make too much judgment this time. But from today, anyone who uses spiritual power to fight on campus will be punished once and stay in school to face the wall and think about their mistakes."

He waved his hand: "Let's go, from the future study, I hope that you can realize more of your own 'Tao' and make your own choices-the schedule for the next semester will be distributed tonight, all go back be ready."

Only then did the quiet students wake up from a dream, and slowly dispersed with slightly hesitant steps. Wu Hao was caught in it, watching the white-clothed figure of Wei Ze in the center through the surging figures.

Own... Road?

After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked left and right, and saw two people also standing still.

Xiao Youyu on his right looked up at the sky with stars in his eyes; Yuan Qingqing on his left looked down at the wild flowers at his feet, lost in thought for a while.

...

...

That night, as Wei Ze promised, the class schedule for the first semester was sent to each dormitory, and each sheet consumed 1 point of spiritual power.

This aroused their enthusiasm, and the fantasy of cultivating immortals that had been wiped out due to training was ignited again.

"Spells under the classification of spells, introduction to drawing arrays, spiritual power experiments... identification of herbs and minerals under the classification of alchemy, elemental science, application of spiritual fire... plus the practice of breathing method..."

In Xihe's dormitory, a group of boys sat in front of their respective bunks, pointing at the curriculum schedule they just got.

"There are so many classes in freshman year."

"Shooting, why are there so many early eights? It's inhumane!"

"It is said that Teacher Wei is in charge of all these classes, and he will be our tutor at the same time!"

"Ms. Wei is too versatile, isn't he? Really all-in-one?"

"Speaking of which, other teachers in our school haven't seen it yet..."

A group of people were discussing with each other, and the topic went to grandma's house as they talked. Wu Hao couldn't get in the conversation, so he simply shut up, sat obediently in his seat, and thought about the class schedule.

Regarding the course, Wei Ze told them once during the military training.

To put it simply, Kunlun University recruits students according to major categories. The freshman year has a unified schedule, learning general courses and basic professional knowledge; from the sophomore year, students can choose their favorite majors and corresponding courses independently.

The name is to let students familiarize themselves with majors before making choices, but the real reason is only known to Wei Ze himself: because there are no redundant teachers!

But Wu Hao didn't think much about it. After all, every course offered by Kunlun University is unique in the world, and it was the first time he encountered it in his life, so naturally he couldn't determine the direction.

He glanced at Xiao Youyu next to him, with the same expression, the champion has no experience in this matter.

Forget it, anyway, as long as Teacher Wei comes to teach, there will be no difference, just try to learn more... He put the timetable on the bedside, thinking to himself.

...

Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory.

"Qingqing, you are so serious." Jiang Ling put down the class schedule in her hand, and took the initiative to come over: "How is it, do you have any professional courses that you are interested in?"

"En." Yuan Qingqing nodded, pointing to a grid on the class schedule, "The study of the human body and the study of elixir, these two courses can directly diagnose and treat people with immortal techniques. If I have time, I plan to look for professional books in this area in advance."

Jiang Ling froze for a moment: "Aren't these all supplementary courses? Could it be...do you want to be a pharmacist in the future?"

"Teacher Wei said that practitioners who cultivate immortals can get rid of the root of disease from the inside by practicing medicine, and senior pharmacists even have the effect of life and death." Yuan Qingqing's eyes were firm, "If that's the case, then I will definitely choose."

"Although this is indeed in line with your personality..." Jiang Ling scratched her head, "But, don't you think this is a waste of your talent? You are the fastest among us in cultivation!"

"But that's what I'm here for."

"...Well, it's your own choice anyway. It would be nice if you really become a miracle doctor." Jiang Ling smiled, "Anyway, there is still a year left, let's talk about it then."

...

A new week is here, and all kinds of courses start on time.