The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha

Chapter 473: Hong Jun's Grand Lecture Hall


Seeing that most people had arrived, Nezha put down his little whip. Whipping Tie Shan at home was for pleasure, but whipping Kunpeng here was for fun.

Pleasure can always exist, but fun is not always guaranteed. This dry old man was a bit nauseating to look at. Nezha put down the whip, went behind Zhunti again, took out a cushion, smiled at the people in front, and sat down with a thud.

Waiting for the Daoist Ancestor's second lecture, Kunpeng, who had been publicly flogged for half a day, finally sighed in relief. This little brat had finally let him off; he had paid too much for this lecture!

Nezha and the three others didn't arrive very early. After some pre-class activities, most people had gathered. Hao Tian slammed the door shut, and the second lecture officially began.

Hong Jun's figure naturally appeared above, as if he had always been there.

"Today, I will lecture on the cultivation method of the Quasi-Saints for all living beings of the Primordial World, lasting ten thousand years. I have understood a method, named 'Cutting Three Corpses', where the Three Corpses are the good, evil, and original selves..."

Nezha immediately became attentive and started listening. Although he didn't plan to follow the Three Corpses Cutting Method, this method was currently the only widely accepted path, holding significant importance for Nezha's contemplation of his future path.

In fact, the Three Corpses Cutting Method had also been taught to him by his teacher Nuwa, but since this path was pioneered by Hong Jun, Nuwa didn't entirely rely on herself but invested a large amount of Merit. Some details weren't unclear, but they were somewhat subjective.

Now, as the developer, the Daoist Ancestor's teachings started from a very objective standpoint, explaining why things should be done this way and what the basis was. Although the basis he explained was not comprehensible to those below, including the seven on the cushion, it at least provided a general idea.

The Daoist Ancestor's lectures were quite humane. Every thousand years, a question and answer session would be held. If there was something you didn't understand, you could bring it up, and he would continue teaching. However, the questions were not unlimited; you couldn't get stuck repeatedly on something you didn't understand, making him explain over and over. So, the number of questions was nine.

The first six naturally belonged to the disciples on the cushion. Nezha, with his thick skin, automatically took the seventh one, leaving the remaining people to share two. This was the 'reasonable' distribution of educational resources.

During the first two thousand years, the ones on the cushion could keep up and ask questions. However, as Hong Jun's teachings went deeper, this situation changed.

Learning, in itself, is a matter where the more problems you have, the harder it is to comprehend the subsequent knowledge. The less you understand, the more problems arise in further learning, thus forming a very vicious cycle.

Nezha, with his strong comprehension, supplemented by extensive preparation, still felt bewildered when the Daoist Ancestor taught for three thousand years. He couldn't tell whether there was too much of a gap between him and the Six Saints or if it was genuinely too difficult.

He shook his head and stole a glance to the side, seeing the few in front appearing enraptured. Oh no, I'm the bad student!

Nezha was born in the era when the Six Saints emerged simultaneously, having an infallible filter for Saints, a filter that even enveloped a Saint's entire life. You might say they had questionable conduct, but no one dared say they were incompetent.

At this moment, he somewhat overestimated the six in front. Nezha didn't understand, and they were actually struggling to keep up too, wearing a facade to avoid losing face.

Everyone was sitting in a row; if all of you understood and I didn't, wouldn't that make me look bad?

As the creator of this method, the Daoist Ancestor naturally thought nothing of it. "I've explained it so thoroughly, of course you should understand," he thought, completely unaware everyone was just making a show, while their brains had already stopped processing.

The third millennium's question session began again with Taiqing. This time, unlike the previous two times, Taiqing couldn't utter a word after holding it in for a long time. He didn't lack questions; there were so many he didn't know where to start.

On top, Hong Jun didn't understand all this. In his view, these were simple things, so having no questions seemed normal. Hence, he directly looked at Yuan Shi.

Yuan Shi, who was concerned about his reputation, racked his brains to come up with a question that showed he understood. But he really couldn't ask because he truly didn't understand!

But he still put on a face that said he understood perfectly.

While he was struggling, Hong Jun had already looked at the third person, Tongtian. Tongtian didn't understand either; seeing his two brothers silent, he knew what was up, so he straightforwardly shook his head. Without understanding, there were no questions. "I have no questions."

Then it was Nuwa's turn. Nuwa, who had qualifications similar to Taiqing, understood something. But just as she was about to ask, she frowned. If no one else is asking, wouldn't asking make me look inferior to the Three Pure Ones?

So she simply raised her head with a proud expression as if she had understood, though, in reality, she had understood about thirty percent, just like Taiqing.

As for Jieyin and Zhunti behind her, one had a bitter face, the other furrowed brows, just more severely than usual. Hong Jun, accustomed to their expressions, took no notice.

Very good, very good, it's best if you all understand. Who wouldn't like smart disciples?

Finally, Hong Jun looked at Nezha, who had inexplicably arrived. Nezha was different from these Immortals; he had no burden of idolizing them. He understood what he understood; he didn't know what he didn't.

Since the few in front had no questions, it was his turn to ask. Now, the Daoist Ancestor could be said to be at his most selfless. No matter what you asked, he would give you the most accurate answer.

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