Chapter 240： From the beginning...

"These days, there are not many people who dare to talk about things in public. This person is indeed courageous."

On the other side of the gallery, a little girl who seemed to be in her early ten years whispered. Compared with the thick and leafy adults around her, her delicate dress and deep dress and her long, dark straight hair look out of place. And her sitting posture with her arms folded, one leg on the other, also has a temperament that does not belong to her peers.

"Shhh..." Fang Yanni quickly made a quiet gesture, "Here are all Jinxia people, in case they hear something..."

"What about hearing it?" The black-haired girl raised her head slightly, "If the truth is not allowed to be questioned, the truth itself will lose its meaning. I think that Master Xia should not be so narrow-minded. What do you think? , Chichi?"

Chichi shrank his shoulders rare, "Chichi...I don't know."

This is really rare. Fang Xiandao raised his eyebrows, so that Qianzhi, who was good at everything, could say such things.

This person is the new living dead sent by the old lady, a thousand words.

Fang Xiandao spent more than ten years in Fang's house and heard many rumors about Qianyan, but it was the first time he really saw his deity.

Among all the living dead, a thousand words can be said to be the most special one. Her age is untestable. It seems that she was born in her ancestors. In the first battle against the eternal rule, many living dead died forever, but Qianyan survived. More than that, she has never been "sleeping". In other words, she has all the memories from her birth to the present.

In the Fang family, every living dead will become the guardian of the alchemist, except for a thousand words. She seldom showed up, and would tell the old lady and old man alone if she had any needs, that she never appeared in battle, so there was a joke among the disciples that the living dead would protect the Fang family and the Fang family would protect the Qianyan adults.

Unexpectedly, the old lady would send this special living dead to Jinxia because of a letter from her. When the master sister introduced the other party with a thousand words, he was really taken aback.

Could something unexpected happened in Lingzhou?

However, there shouldn't be any major problems with those two Patriarchs.

"Why no one dared to talk about grid objects nowadays?" Fang Xiandao asked, turning his head. No matter what, this person is a living annals of history, and it is hard to see it. It is always right to ask more.

"The so-called search for knowledge is to explore the truth of all things, and to ask about things, but what is Tao, for thousands of years, there is no unified answer." Qianyan said coldly, "Study it down. There is nothing to say about wood, brick and stone. Maybe the farmers in the village know more than you. If you study further, it will be Vientiane, the universe, the luck... and even the heavens. Except for the last one, the rest are all. Research on things that are invisible and intangible for most of their lives is full of falsehood, and it is easy to be caught by others, and the arguments are useless. Therefore, if things go on like this, very few people talk about them."

"Well... how long ago did you say this will last?" Fang Yanni asked cautiously.

"It's been more than a hundred years. At least when Yongguo was still there, there was basically no one among the various colleges who talked about studying things. After all, it is simple to say that the big picture is small, but I really want to find the vegetation and the masonry universe How could it be so easy to connect with people. After all, we humans are just mayflies living in this world."

"One, more than a hundred years ago?" Fang Yanni's eyes widened in surprise, "Isn't that bigger than Shizu? Should I call you... Tai Shizu?"

When Qian Yan looked at the Fang family's chief disciple, his eyes were mild, "You don't have to be so cautious. The living dead exist to protect the Fang family, and age is not the point."

"But you just mentioned the exception of the Heavenly Dao..." Fang Xiandao frowned, "Is this true?"

"At least it's not an empty talk." Qianyan stretched his waist. "Otherwise, Yongguo won't die because of it."

"Can you elaborate more?" He asked, "In the books I read, it is attributed to Yongwang's brutal rule."

"This summary can't be calculated wrong, but the actual reason can only be said to be external and internal. As for the more specific, wait until you become the owner of the family."

"I am not qualified to be the master of the family." Fang Xiandao shrugged. "The master of the family will definitely be selected from the senior sister's generation. It depends on who can be favored by the senior sister."

"Oh? But in my opinion, she is not—"

"Master Thousand, Thousand, Thousand, Thousand Words, let's see Xia Fan start teaching!" Fang Yanni stammered and interrupted.

"He finally started speaking." Fang Xiandao immediately focused his attention on the podium, which made the big disciple secretly relieved.

"I want to ask everyone a question." After a few brief introductions, Xia Fan went straight to the topic. "Not only the children, but also everyone present, do you think this square is empty or crowded?"

The adults still have some reservations, and the children have already raised their hands to answer.

"open!"

"Crowded!"

"The people sitting on the chairs are crowded, and the empty seats on the straw mats!" Finally, someone summed up the best of the two and concluded.

"Why?" Xia Fan asked with a smile.

"Because there are people by their side, but not by our side."

"In other words, if there is only one person in this square, it is empty?"

The children nodded together.

"What does he want to say?" Fang Yanni asked curiously.

Qianyan closed his eyes disapprovingly, "Probably it's the illusion in the real, and the imaginary and the reality depend on each other. It seems to be a great truth, but if you taste it, you will find that nothing is said."

"But I want to tell you--" Xia Fan looked around for a week and said loudly, "You are not empty around, but like fish, living in solid water. It's just that you can't see these'water'. . Usually, people call it air."

The concept of air is not unfamiliar to everyone. Some people have realized early on that what people breathe is qi, and lack of qi can cause suffocation. This is not a novel statement. But the world's basic cognition of Qi is only conceptual.

"So, when I walked back and forth, I was actually swimming; turbulence and vortex would form where I walked, and waves would be generated in front of me due to collision with gas. If you run, you can clearly feel To this kind of collision-we generally call it wind. But in fact, you are breaking through layers of obstacles, pushing the gas forward together."

"Don't underestimate this resistance. If you are fast enough, it will even become as strong as a wall. If you hit it head-on, the air can kill you."

Everyone could not help showing incredible expressions.

"Xia... teacher are you true?"

"But even if I run at the fastest speed, I can't feel the air blocking me."

"That's because you are not fast enough." Xia Fan smiled, "Why don't you think about it from another angle, how do you think fish feel in the water?"

"It feels heavy!" A child raised his hand-I have to say that the lessons and guidance in the previous morning made everyone invested a lot. "At least...I feel heavy. When soaking in water, breathing can be hard. Up!"

There was a burst of laughter at the scene.

"That's because the water is so heavy that it is pressing on you." Xia Fan nodded, "The same is true for air-it also has weight, and it presses us all the time."

"Eh, is there any?" Fang Yanni reached out her hand to support it, "How can I not feel it?"

Qianyan also opened her eyes slightly surprised, and she vaguely realized that what the other party said seemed to be quite different from the past.

"Next...I will prove this to everyone." Xia Fan took out a large glass and placed it on the podium.