荒墟牧神 - 第145章 搜查修士宅 - 簡牘書房

Shen Mu's heart gave a slight jolt. The post of Imperial College Doctor—it existed precisely to solve the problem of a genius being hard to teach according to his own measure!

If the Bashan Libationer and the Young Patriarch could truly solve this, then the next time a Dao Child or a Buddha Child came blocking the gate, there would be no need to borrow the strength of the Nether Demon Cult. This time, the one who had driven off the Daoist sect's Dao Child and the Buddha Child of Datingming Temple had been, in every measure, the power of the Nether Demon Cult. Shen Mu was the Nether Demon Cult's Young Cult Master; Si Yunxiang was most likely Granny Zhu, and Granny Zhu was the Holy Maiden of the previous generation and the widow of the previous Cult Master.

The Imperial College could well be said to have suffered utter defeat. Shen Wanyun listened to the two of them going back and forth, and felt more awkward than words could say. Each time he mustered his courage to ask about the doubt gnawing at him, the words died on his lips. At last he could not hold back. "Teacher Bashan, what is this matter of senior brother and junior brother you spoke of?

" "You mean that? " The Bashan Libationer said carelessly, "He and I share the same master. He is my junior brother.

You are to call him martial uncle. " "Martial uncle.

.

. " Shen Wanyun fell silent, and after a long while said, "If my cultivation and strength were higher than his, would I still need to call him martial uncle?

" The Bashan Libationer laughed.

"What are you thinking? You are no match for him.

His skill is a notch above yours. Do you know what a notch above means? It means he stands a chopstick's height taller than you. A thread above is a hair's width; a notch is dozens of times a thread, you understand? And besides—never mind that you cannot beat him; even if you did beat him, you would still call him martial uncle. " Shen Wanyun gave a sullen snort and mumbled, "How would I know without fighting him. .

.

" "Don't fight.

You will lose.

" The Bashan Libationer said with a smile, "His ability is of the same rank as a Dao Child or a Buddha Child.

. . " Shen Mu tugged at the hem of his robe, and the Bashan Libationer hastily shut his mouth. He was the Imperial College's famous loudmouth, a man who could keep nothing in his heart; whatever came to him he blurted out in a rush.

A moment ago he had blurted out the location of the flaw in Shen Mu's cultivation art, and now he had nearly let slip the matter of Shen Mu defeating Lin Xuan the Dao Child. The Bashan Libationer looked at Shen Mu and rose to his feet. "The Grand Libationer told me to stay at your side always, and meant for you to follow me as well. But since you are my junior brother, you need not call me teacher. My way of teaching is simple: we go out and temper ourselves together. Yet when I leave, I cannot bring many people; too many makes too large a target, and I can hardly look after them all. Last time I went out, I took only Shen Wanyun. This time, since I must take you, I can bring only one more scholar.

" Shen Wanyun's face showed expectation.

The Bashan Libationer knew what he was thinking. He rose and walked out, shaking his head. "Not you this time. I need to choose several scholars of good foundation and aptitude, to let them study and cultivate under me at once, and to test whether the Doctor post the Grand Libationer proposed is workable. These few will serve as candidates for Imperial College Doctor. Junior brother, go to Tianlu Tower and choose a few scriptures to carry on the road; I will teach you as we travel. " He left the courtyard, most likely to seek out several scholars of outstanding aptitude.

Shen Mu looked at Shen Wanyun and smiled.

"Shen, my martial nephew.

. . " Shen Wanyun's face darkened slightly.