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Chapter 12 The Dapeng spreads its wings and travels ninety thousand miles

 The appearance of Chai Dao really gave me a pillow when I felt sleepy.

It's just that it's so easy to get this jade card, which makes Zhang Yuchen somewhat unbelievable.

According to Mr. Liu, this brand has everyone’s message engraved with righteousness. No matter where the Chai Dao brand came from, it’s probably not righteous.

Whether he can get in or not, he still has to give it a try.

"Your name is Li Haoran?"

Going up to the third floor, a trembling old man looked up, his brows full of sharpness.

According to traditional rules, those who guard this kind of territory must be the best among masters.

But Zhang Yuchen has already seen it with the piercing fire. Unfortunately, this old man is just an ordinary person, he just looks very fierce.

"That's right."

"Humph, you little kid, don't talk nonsense here."

"There is obviously your portrait on the roster of the Intermediate School, but there is someone who joins the academy before the main examination period. Do you think I am blind?"

"Tell me, why did you replace me privately?"

"I went through all kinds of hardships to enter the academy. Seeing the books of sages is like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep. Only when I entered the academy did I realize that it can only be found on the upper and lower floors."

"There is great wisdom on the third floor. When I heard about it, I felt hungry and thirsty. I thought about it in my heart. I hope the old gentleman can be tolerant."

Zhang Yuchen's reasons were so conclusive and upright that the old man nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but praise:

"Even if I'm a student in the Upper House, I'm afraid I won't be as sincere as you."

"Well, this Li Haoran was originally expelled from our academy. Although I don't know how you got his jade token, since you have this intention, I will turn a blind eye this time and go in.

Let’s do it!”

"There's just one thing I need to explain in advance. You can copy the book, but the manuscript must be kept and cannot be taken back!"

"Alas."

Walking into the third floor, the scene in front of you suddenly became clear.

The decoration is luxurious, the incense of sandalwood is constant, and the scent of scholarly pen and ink lingers in your nose. It can be called a holy place for scholars!

The most important thing is that this place has a huge and terrifying righteousness!

It has long been integrated with everything on the third floor. If you are in such an environment, if your understanding is extremely high, your cultivation should be improved several times.

"Which great scholar wrote this? Is it so powerful?"

Zhang Yuchen was excited and quickly found a seat to sit down.

If you meditate in this place, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Fortunately, the rules of Jingxin Pavilion are relaxed, and I can bring books from the first and second floors up there.

If he had known there was such a treasure, why would he have to work so hard copying books on the first and second floors?

Let’s not talk about anything else. Let’s get him seven or eight hundred books first!

"From now on, in this Jingxin Pavilion, I am Li Haoran."

There was no one around, so he took out his Wenchang pen.

Just use that firepower!

"The 420th successful copying of books, reward: Xuantian Lu·Part 2."

"The 423rd successful copying of the book will reward you with one year of Taoism!"

"The 431st success in copying the book, reward: golden lotus with split tongue!"

"Oh? Is it the new Taoism?"

Zhang Yuchen was convinced, and countless knowledge poured into his mind.

The highest realm of Confucianism and Taoism, in addition to the ink and ink of heaven and earth, making paintings come true, there is another one that follows the rules of speech.

Such as this, the Taoism related to language is commonly known as yanfa.

The tongue-splitting golden lotus is one of them. Just open your mouth and gently spit out the word golden lotus, and you can condense your righteousness and bloom a golden lotus to cover your whole body, resisting evil weapons and being invulnerable to all poisons.

It just so happens that he currently lacks a defensive method, and now he has made arrangements.

"Okay, continue!"

Zhang Yuchen felt comfortable and continued to copy books.

At the polytechnic stage, he has clearly felt that it has become difficult to improve his strength.

Even the system’s rewards are beginning to become difficult to find.

In just a few months, he has jumped from a child to a polymath in four consecutive steps.

For a person with average talent, this is quite good.

But he couldn't comfort himself like this.

Because he wants revenge on that strange home.

Zhang Hong, he has never taken it seriously.

The real problem is Zhang Zonghan.

Supreme in martial arts, number one in the Ming Dynasty, one of the Eight Pillar Countries.

No matter which identity he has, he can destroy him like an ant.

So, it’s not enough!

If you don’t become a Confucian sage, you won’t be able to stand out.

He continued to copy the book, but he did not notice that when he strengthened his determination, the awe-inspiring righteousness in the third floor poured into his body continuously as if it was being absorbed.

His body is like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbing these awe-inspiring righteousness.

There is a vague tendency to suck this place dry!

......

"Lao Lu, did you find any good articles in today's assessment?"

"What the hell, these bastards in the lower house don't even listen to the class, what good articles can they write?"

"All our efforts are spent on dealing with us gentlemen."

Several gentlemen of the House of Commons were sitting in the library, reviewing and approving the examination papers submitted by the House of Commons that had just concluded.

"Look, look! What are these things?"

"Let them write poems, and here you go - there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the iron pestles are ground into embroidery needles!"

"And this, heroes don't care about their origins, gangsters don't care about their age, what the hell are these!"

Even though Mr. Lu was used to it, the moment he saw these strange poems, the numb expression on his face still revealed a hint of ferocity.

Everyone was happy. Everyone knew that the students in Mr. Lu’s school were the most gangsters, and they could do something new every time they took the exam.

"To be honest, if these were not the dandies of someone in the court, and the academy wanted to give these people face, I would have beaten them to death with bamboo sticks!"

"Lao Lu calm down and think about it from another angle. These guys have quite a lot of imagination!"

"Haha, indeed, just reviewing manuscripts is too boring, we are just waiting for them to have fun for us!"

Everyone laughed again, and Mr. Lu was so angry that he also laughed out loud.

"Oh, by the way, look for that little fat guy. His name is Chai Dao, right? His father is the boss of Fenglin Pavilion in Tianjing. This guy can't always do some fancy things, and he also does things that are posted on past test papers.

Regarding the gold foil bribery of Lao Lu, let’s see what tricks he comes up with this time!”

Mentioning this little fat man, everyone instantly became interested.

"Really, why do you want to take advantage of my students for fun?"

Mr. Lu had a look of reluctance on his face, but his hands were flipping through the test papers very quickly.

"Found it! Oh? This kid actually did the questions seriously this time?"

"What did he write?"

Everyone swarmed over and looked at the test paper with a fun attitude.

But the next moment, all of them were stunned.

That is an extremely neat poem.

Just the poetry of the first sentence made these gentlemen take a breath!

"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles."

"If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the water."

"When people see me, they all sneer when they hear my great words."
Chapter completed!
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