It Took 100,000 Years of Immortal Cultivation To Discover That Xinxian Village Was a Forbidden Area

"Meet the saint!"

Father Fang and Fang Zhongyong kowtowed three times.

Looking at Li Ming again, the vision of the picture just now disappeared long ago, but the thin and thin figure of the young man has become extremely tall.

The young man they have all identified is a saint. This is completely different from Li Ming's own claim that he is a saint.

Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief. The consumption of so much spiritual energy and special effects seems to have a very significant effect. In fact, as long as Father Fang believes that he is a saint.

As long as he solves his problems, then all problems will be solved.

He turned around slowly, helped them up, and said, "There's no need to be polite. Now you finally know why you came here. It's not accidental, it's because you and I have a fate."

"I also ask the sage not to care about my rudeness to you. I am a vulgar person. This is your pearl, and I will give it back to you." Father Fang returned the pearl to him, but he did not dare to take the sage's things.

Li Ming took the pearl back.

"Saint, from now on, Zhong Yong will entrust you to teach, and you have the final say when you will be a teacher."

"You don't have much time to stay here." Li Ming looked at the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on his waist, and the number displayed was "22", "You still have 11 hours, and after 11 hours, you will return to your original place."

"Time is very tight, Zhong Yong, don't hurry up and learn the arts." Fang Fu said.

"Yes, Daddy." Fang Zhongyong was about to kneel down to recognize Li Ming as his teacher, but was stopped by Li Ming and said, "I don't accept apprentices, I'm just here to give you some pointers."

"Sage, please tell me, I'll do it." Father Fang was very solemn this time, no longer the expression he had before. The person in front of him was a sage, how could he disrespect him.

"After returning, first of all, don't lead Zhongyong to visit and make money, let him study hard." Li Ming continued, "Second, I know that your family is poor.

There may not be much money, but I can't give you money, you have to earn it yourself, and I will tell you how to make a living.

There are two ways.

First, you can only go to one household each month to refer to objects and write poems, not more than two households.

Second, doesn't Zhong Yong know how to write and draw? You can relax for two days a month, and take Zhong Yong to the streets to refer to objects, write poems and buy paintings, so that you can also make a little money.

You can mix these two methods, but you can only use these three days a month to get money at most.

At other times, you can't take him around to make money. "

Li Ming has long considered this point, so he can't let Fang's father sell iron for him to study. With two or three days a month, he can get some income.

Two or three days a month, although they can't make them rich, but with Fang Zhongyong's name and talent, Li Ming doesn't think it's a big problem when it comes to eating enough.

This is also quite good. It is equivalent to taking a vacation, getting in touch with the outside world, combining work and rest, and not dying to study.

Fang's father cupped his hands and said, "Understood, I must obey the sage's instructions. I will strictly follow this requirement in the future, and I will definitely cultivate him into a talented person."

This is the personal instruction of the sage, and Father Fang is very solemn and absolutely abides by it.

"Well, just remember."

Li Ming looked at Fang's father. The name of the sage is really easy to use. It can completely suppress him. It seems that in the future, if you have to pretend to be a master, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

"We're running out of time, Zhongyong, if you have any questions, just ask the saint, I believe the saint will give you the answer." Father Fang patted Fang Zhongyong on the shoulder.

"Yes, you can ask me anything." Li Ming said.

"Then I won't bother." Father Fang walked away silently, and when he had nothing to do, he started to play with the black dog.

When Fang Zhongyong saw his father going to play with the dog, he stopped paying attention, looked up at Li Ming, and said, "I want to ask, how did you do it just now?"

Li Ming said, "I am a saint."

Fang Zhongyong asked, "Can saints do this?"

Li Ming nodded and said: "It takes a very powerful saint to be able to follow the law. If you want to be like me, you must first study hard. If one day, your talent satisfies me, I will Come in person and teach you how?"

He was going to tell a white lie.

"Okay, okay." Fang Zhongyong nodded vigorously, smiling happily.

"Okay, so what do you want to ask me now? As long as I know, I can teach you one by one." Li Ming said.

Fang Zhongyong glanced at the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on Li Ming's waist, and said, "The words on the wooden plaque have changed again. What is this word? I want to know what it is."

"It's called Arabic numerals."

"?" Fang Zhongyong's face filled with question marks, "Is this something created by an old man named Arabia?"

"Hahaha, come in, what exactly do I teach you?" Li Ming couldn't help but smile when he heard what he said. He pulled him into the room, took out a white paper and a pen, and wrote Arabic numerals on it.

0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.

Li Ming taught him to identify these numbers: "These are just like abacus, they are used to count, these are very useful, it simplifies everything, and statistics are expressed by addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

"What is addition, subtraction, multiplication and division?" Fang Zhongyong asked again ~www.wuxiahere.com~ I will give you the rules now. "

Li Ming wrote down the rules of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in one go. After writing, he explained it to him. If he explained it carefully, he was afraid that he would not understand it.

Fang Zhongyong is the first time to accept this kind of amazing knowledge. It is really difficult to understand. Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person. He is a prodigy, and he is not particularly difficult to teach.

But time passed faster and faster, and the number displayed on the dragon-patterned wooden plaque gradually changed to "12".

Fang Zhongyong was puzzled: "I already understand that the number 12 is on the wooden sign, but the number is getting smaller and smaller. I have never seen such a timing method."

"Add, subtract, multiply and divide, do you know how to memorize it?" Li Ming looked at him.

"Not yet, but I want to know this first, and I'll recite it later."

"Actually, there is no need to recite it. You can go back and recite it. You can take all these draft papers with you."

"Can I?"

"Of course you can, then I'll tell you what the numbers on the wooden sign represent. This is another field. I ask you how many hours in a day?"

"Twelve." Fang Zhongyong replied.

"How are the twelve hours divided?" Li Ming asked again.

"Through carving, a stick of incense, a cup of tea..."

"This is all an overview. Let me tell you another timekeeping method that can be accurate to hours, minutes and seconds." Li Ming drew a clock directly on the white paper, with hour, minute, and second hands.

Li Ming has not explained yet.

But Fang Zhongyong looked at the lifelike things drawn by the sage, he felt that the sage helped him open up a new world, his heart was beating thumping, and he was extremely excited.

He could no longer contain the surging in his heart, and asked:

"What's this?"