Chapter 420 Problems

While stroking his beard, Lu Zhou looked at Si Wuya who had just knelt down, and said, "If you can answer this old man, this old man will follow you as a teacher."

"..."

Si Wuya's heart trembled, and he felt a chill down his spine.

According to the previous rhythm and routine, Master and his old man have already combined their fists and feet, and there is no time for you to ink these so-called problems. Si Wuya's attitude towards Lu Zhou was also at a loss.

The crowd watching was also frightened by Lu Zhou's words.

Dare to say this, it is also very confident in himself, but also to put pressure on Zusi Wuya.

Si Wuya didn't dare to speak, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Luzhou Fushou thought for a while.

As a traveler, he can completely come up with some calculus, world-class mathematical problems, various conjectures of famous experts and so on. But I think that makes no sense. In addition to IQ crushing, it does not seem to have a very good educational significance.

Teachers, preaching and karma dispel doubts.

After hesitating for a while, Lu Zhou said, "Qiu also heard that there are people who have families in the state, and they don't suffer from widowhood, but they suffer unevenly... If the old man only has eight weapons, how can they be divided equally?"

Si Wuya was startled.

Not sure how to answer.

The crowd also looked at each other in dismay.

How to distribute eight weapons to nine disciples?

how?

The weapon is disassembled, do you still call it a weapon?

Killing one, is it still called an equal score?

"Answer old man."

Lu Zhou's voice sank, overlooking Si Wuya.

This question seems to be just to embarrass Si Wuya, but in the eyes of the people around, it seems to be more than that.

It seems to have another meaning.

Does he dare to answer?

To rebel and become a master?

"Everything is born, everything has its origin... Then what is the origin of this world?" Lu Zhou asked.

As soon as this problem came out.

Si Wuya trembled.

Lu Zhou's voice sank again: "Answer this old man."

"..."

Could this be a problem?

Several old people in the old age pavilion kept shaking their heads.

Not to mention that it was Si Wuya alone, and no one else could answer.

Many years ago, in the practice world, someone did raise such a question, but the explanations were ambiguous and universally applicable. At the very beginning of the existence of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, there have been fierce debates on similar issues. If there is an answer, there would not be such a big difference.

"Can't answer?" Lu Zhou looked down at Si Wuya.

Si Wuya shook his head.

How dare he call himself a university scholar? He has enough arrogance, but not enough courage.

"For empty things, others will bully you for the old man..."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard while thinking...

He suddenly remembered the matter of cutting the golden lotus, is the truth that everyone believes must be right? Galileo did an experiment in which two iron balls landed at the same time to challenge the authority of truth. Similarly, the golden lotus must exist? Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

After thinking about this, Lu Zhou said, "A practitioner condenses the golden lotus to enter the primordial spirit, and then opens the leaves to improve their cultivation. The old man asks you, which came first, the golden lotus or the leaves?"

Si Wuya was slightly startled.

Is this problem difficult?

It sounds simple enough.

Cultivators condense a hundred calamities, of course, only the golden lotus can open its leaves.

However, he answered in his heart and did not dare to say it.

Others also find it strange.

"How can the leaves bloom without the golden lotus? Naturally, the golden lotus came first." Hua Wudao said.

"If the method of cutting golden lotus is successful...you can also have leaves first, then golden lotus." Pan Litian said.

"The problem is, so far, no success."

People have also discussed this issue.

Going back to the practice of "killing the golden lotus", will there be mistakes from the very beginning?

In the past few days, Motian Pavilion has also obtained some information from the outside world... So far, those who cut the golden lotus have died.

Si Wuya doesn't need to answer the question...because the answer is obvious.

Luzhou had already expected them to think so,

If the second apprentice Yu Shangrong hadn't succeeded in beheading Jinlian, he wouldn't have asked this question.

He looked at Si Wuya calmly.

He just needs to throw questions.

After a period of time, Yu Shangrong returned, and such an answer was stronger.

"Think about it carefully before answering the old man's question."

Lu Zhou was about to turn around and return to the East Pavilion.

Zhao Yue came over with a flying book.

"Master, Jiang Aijian's flying book."

"read."

Zhaoyue opened the flying book and read: "Old senior, the method of cutting golden lotus was introduced into the palace, and someone in the palace called a hundred golden lotus. In the morning, ten people who cut golden lotus survived. Senior... I feel, I will Witnessing history. Hahaha…”

This is the reason why Zhaoyue doesn't want to read Feishu. Every time to the end, it's a little annoying hahaha.

However……

When she finished reading the letter, everyone present stared at her blankly.

Zhao Yue's attention was diverted by the words "Hahaha", seeing everyone's eyes were very strange. She suddenly thought about the contents of the book.

It was quickly opened again, and it was clearly written: One person survived.

A moment of silence.

Pan Litian asked: "In this way, the method of cutting the golden lotus is feasible."

"Leaves first, lotuses later?"

Young practitioners may not be able to understand this issue in depth.

Leng Luo, Pan Litian and Hua Wudao from the Elder Pavilion already felt that the problem came from the golden lotus.

Si Wuya even frowned, showing an unbelievable look.

One second, he was still insisting that his answer was not wrong, and the next second, someone ripped his answer to shreds in front of him.

Like a slap in the face.

This is more uncomfortable than teaching him a lesson.

Lu Zhou glanced at Si Wuya, didn't comment on Feishu, turned around and returned to the East Pavilion.

"Congratulations to send Master."

"Congratulations to the pavilion master."

The others glanced at Si Wuya and left the back mountain one after another.

Only Zhu Honggong came to Si Wuya's side and said, "Senior Brother Qi, you're back when you are back, so you can't keep a low profile?"

As soon as Master left, Si Wuya returned to normal.

"How do I keep a low profile?" Si Wuya asked back, "These people are all outsiders after all. As the disciples of the Motian Pavilion, they must not lose the face of the Motian Pavilion."

Zhu Honggong scratched his head: "It seems to make sense... Master's questions, you really can't answer them?"

Si Wuya said in disapproval: "It's just a vague question, it's normal if you can't answer it."

"Seventh Senior Brother, you should rest early, Junior Brother will retire."

...

Returning to Luzhou in the East Pavilion, he came to the table, waved the brush, and drew the appearance of the golden lotus on the paper.

After looking at it for a moment, Lu Zhou Fushu nodded.

Cutting golden lotus has been proven feasible, and the next step is to increase the survival rate. With the brains of the entire world, there should be a better way.

Working together is better than fighting alone.

Just when he was about to comprehend the Book of Heaven, a voice came from outside the door——

"The disciples meet the master! The master's longevity is boundless!"

"Come in."

Hearing the sound, he knew that it was the eight disciples, Zhu Honggong.

Zhu Honggong pushed open the door and entered, knelt down and said, "Master... My disciple thinks that the seventh senior brother seems to be dissatisfied!"

"Dissatisfied?" Lu Zhou looked at Zhu Honggong suspiciously.

Those questions just now, not to mention Si Wuya, even he himself can't answer, what else does he dissatisfied with?

"He said that the questions you asked were very vague, and it was normal to be unable to answer them." Zhu Honggong said carefully.

Lu Zhou frowned.

This villain is indeed more difficult to train than Yu Shangrong.

The old man really doesn't believe in evil.

He suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by mathematics, and his old face twitched.

There is no need for the seven major problems in mathematics, and there is no need for technical problems in high-precision fields. After all, Lu Zhou himself could not prove and answer them, so he still refused to accept it.

Lu Zhou waved his hand, and a piece of rice paper flew up.

Picking up the brush, using the current language again, I organized a math problem, rustling...

Soon, the rice paper was filled with words.

"Give it to him." Lu Zhou put down the brush.

"The disciple obeys."