"Who?"

    The middle-aged beggar was startled by the sudden sound, and his turbid eyes twinkled with a dazzling light.

    With his strength, not to mention a person close to him, even an ant close to him, he can feel it.

    However, there was a man who appeared within ten steps of him, and he realized it when the other party spoke, which made him extremely vigilant and dignified.

    Is this a peerless expert whose strength is not weaker than him, or even stronger than him?

    "Who is he?"

    The middle-aged beggar looked back with some doubts in his heart.

    He did not despise Shen Wen because of his young appearance. It was easy to maintain his young appearance when he reached his level of cultivation.

    "Can you sell me some of your secrets?"

    Looking at Shen Wen who spoke again, the middle-aged beggar had the impulse to try Shen Wen''s strength.

    He just had the idea of making a move. He had a feeling that if he made a move, he would lose unimaginable opportunities and even lose his life.

    As soon as the idea came into being, it grew up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. It was difficult to shake. Even under Shen Wen''s eyes, he had a feeling of facing thousands of worlds.

    The more he looked at Shen Wen, the more he felt the fuzziness and mystery of Shen Wen itself. It was a feeling he had never had before, as if he were staring at a real God.

    "You don''t need my secret script with your strength?"

    The middle-aged beggar''s face became heavier and heavier.

    "I''m the dean of Zhutian college. There are many students in the college who need to collect all kinds of martial arts secrets. I see you selling secrets here, so I want to buy some."

    Shen Wen''s face remained unchanged and his eyes looked straight at the middle-aged beggar.

    Temporarily entering the higher world, the system adds a halo. The more people look at him, the more mysterious they feel. The more alert they are to him, the more they feel small. Finally, they don''t even have the courage to fight.

    "Zhutian college?"

    The middle-aged beggar was stunned.

    That''s a strange name.

    "Why did you set up the college?"

    The middle-aged beggar couldn''t help asking.

    "Sell it or not. In a word, if you sell it, I will give you a chance to assess in the future."

    Shen Wen urged.

    The opening time is limited. If middle-aged beggars ask East and west again, the time will be gone.

    "Sell it, ten yuan a copy."

    Shen Wen''s voice fell, and the middle-aged beggar felt a great opportunity coming to him, which made his heart and soul tremble, and his cells were cheering and jumping out of his mouth.

    "Elder, didn''t you say to sell it to me?"

    At this time, a Xing also hurried over with a money can and said eagerly.

    "This Tathagata palm is yours."

    The middle-aged beggar said, gave the Tathagata God palm script to a Xing, and then took out five scripts from his arms.

    "Eighteen dragon hands? Thousand hands, Shenyang Quan?" Yang Yang? "Alone lonely nine sword? Joyoung''s magic power?"

    A Xing excitedly took over the Buddha''s palm, but when he saw the five secret scripts taken out by the middle-aged beggar, his eyes stared and his eyes were eager.

    "I want all five secret scripts. One is ten yuan, and five is fifty yuan."

    "This is a gold brick. Don''t change it."

    Shen Wen said that he threw a gold brick to the middle-aged beggar, which was engraved with four big characters of Zhutian college. Then he moved and took away the five secret scripts in the middle-aged beggar''s hand with the system.

    "You

    The pupil of the middle-aged beggar shrank suddenly, and his heart became more and more frightened.

    How did the five secret scripts in his hand disappear? He didn''t feel at all.

    Is there a higher realm above his current realm?

    At the same time, he had a great curiosity about what Shen Wen said about the assessment.

    "Do you have any martial arts scripts? I still want to buy them."

    Shen Wen used the system to check the level of the five secret scripts. Some of them were beyond his expectation, and the corners of his mouth couldn''t help but outline a smile.

    Even if these five scripts are not at the same level as the Tathagata palm, they are only one line worse than the Tathagata palm, and some can even be compared with the Tathagata palm.

    "I have no secrets."

    The middle-aged beggar turned over his ragged clothes for fear that Shen Wen would not believe it.

    "Do you have it in your mind?"

    "What do you want?"

    The middle-aged beggar was startled and quickly stepped back, looking extremely alert.

    Is Shen Wen going to use the soul searching method and other martial arts against him?

    "Don''t worry, I''m the dean of Zhutian college. I''m fastidious and upright. You love me and won''t use any soul searching martial arts."

    Shen Wen explained.

    "As long as you agree, I will use a kind of martial arts similar to his heart skill to read the memory of martial arts secrets in your mind without any damage to you."

    "I won''t sell, I won''t sell."

    The middle-aged beggar shook his head and refused without hesitation.

    "Forget it, don''t sell it."

    Shen Wen was very satisfied that he had obtained five second-order martial arts. However, he did not leave immediately, but turned his eyes to a Xing.

    "Show me your Tathagata palm and I''ll give you ten yuan."

    "I only used ten yuan to buy the Tathagata God''s palm. We share half. You can give me five yuan."

    A Xing was slightly stunned and handed the Tathagata God''s palm to Shen Wen.

    "You have a good mind. This gold coin should be worth five yuan. When you succeed in cultivating the Tathagata palm, I will give you a chance to assess."

    After successfully collecting the Tathagata God''s palm, Shen Wen refined another gold coin with the sun divine skill, which was also engraved with the Zhutian college and put it in a Xing''s hand. Then Shen Wen disappeared in place.

    Middle aged beggar, a Xing, "·······".

    They stayed where they were for a long time before they came back to God.

    Zhutian college!

    This strange name instantly branded an indelible mark in their minds.

    *********

    "The palm technique I learned from the palm technique of Shaolin Temple is actually somewhat similar to the first form of the Tathagata God''s palm, ''Buddha light first appears''."

    After returning to Zhutian college, Shen Wen studied the six martial arts scripts obtained from the Kung Fu World in the dean''s office.

    The first thing he opened was the brilliant Tathagata palm in the Kung Fu World plot. The result was somewhat unexpected.

    "The light of the Buddha is beginning to appear."

    With the previous foundation, Shen Wen spent half an hour to understand the first form of the Tathagata divine palm.

    After learning the first move of the Tathagata divine palm, Shen Wen did not continue to understand the Tathagata divine palm, but picked up another secret script he heard for the first time, thousand hand divine fist.

    "You''re here?"

    However, just then, three heavy figures appeared in the dean''s office, and Shen Wen put down the script in his hand.

    "The first is Zhang Sanfeng, the second is Zhang Cuishan, and the third is Huang pharmacist. I have given you your reward."

    Shen Wen let the three in and announced directly.

    "I now announce the punishment for the penultimate pharmacist Huang."

    "Pharmacist Huang, your daughter has been born, Huang Rong. It''s a nice name."

    "Tomorrow I''m going to arrange enrollment activities. All teachers and students who complete the course tasks must return to the primary class. Just stand at the door of the class for half an hour."

    "Your daughter is too young. I won''t arrange for her to sit next to you. I''ll let your wife sit with your daughter in the class and accompany you to the end of the punishment."

    Shen Wen said seriously.

    Pharmacist Huang, "······".

    Pharmacist Huang only felt dizzy, trance and staggering.

    He seemed to see his wife''s sad eyes and his lovely daughter''s clear and flexible eyes, looking at his father standing straight outside through the window of the junior class.

    Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Sanfeng, "········".

    The two of them seemed to see the picture of the future. Zhang Wuji with an ignorant face sat on the small bench. On his left was the father who was punished to stand, and on his right was the master who was punished to stand.