Chapter 4 Entering the Way with Literature, Haoran Academy
There is no doubt that practitioners have a very high status in this world.
Whether you become a saint through literature or climb to the top through martial arts, as long as you can reach the realm of a grand master, you can reach the point where one person can defeat a million troops.
At that time, Yang Zhishui, the great swordsman of Bashu, practiced swordsmanship in Qingcheng Mountain for 20 years and was known as the best swordsman in the world.
The Great Zhou Dynasty once sent troops to attack Bashu, but Yang Zhishui single-handedly held back a hundred thousand troops at Jianmen Pass.
Of course, this is due to the difficulty of conquering the Jianmen Pass on the Shu Road, but it is also inseparable from Yang Zhishui's strong military force.
Yang Zhishui truly achieved that one man can be a barrier for thousands of people, and one sword can be a million soldiers. He also single-handedly changed the destiny of Bashu.
Another example is Wei Wuji, the East Yue national counselor who is known as the second best in the world. He once entered Chang'an City three times to assassinate the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty. If the restrictions and talismans in the Daming Palace had not suppressed Wei Wuji's certain strength, the emperor of Zhou Dynasty would have had the head on his neck.
Maybe it was taken away by this arrogant grand master.
These are the facts before us.
If you want to be superior to others in this world, you must become a practitioner. It is natural for practitioners to enjoy all the praises with peace of mind.
As for the nobles...
Zhao Xun thought to himself that he was a well-known playboy in the capital, but now he injured his master as soon as he came up.
He really solidified the image of this playboy.
Zhao Xun smiled bitterly in his heart, people like him should be the most looked down upon, right?
Zhao Xun took a closer look and saw that Wu Quanyi was unable to cover or pinch him. He stood there like a hemp pole.
Fortunately, Wu Quanyi is a practitioner. Although he has not developed the true energy to protect his body, he has a strong foundation and strong resistance to attacks. If he had changed into a normal body and received a kick from Zhao Xun, he would probably be able to directly enter the palace and become a eunuch.
That's it?
Although it is said that people should not be judged by their appearance, Zhao Xun felt that this practitioner master was not very reliable.
But it is hard to disobey his father's orders. At this time, Zhao Xun doesn't want to cause any more trouble.
Obediently, he knelt down to serve tea and performed the apprenticeship ceremony. After following a set of procedures, Zhao Xun recognized Wu Quanyi as his master.
I thought that Wu Quanyi would pat him on the shoulder next and say a few words: "Master, I see you have amazing bones and extraordinary talent. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely be able to achieve enlightenment."
Unexpectedly, Wu Quanyi actually lowered his voice and said to Zhao Yuan: "Dong Cheng, I'm afraid this young master is not very good at cultivation, especially martial arts."
Zhao Xun's ears were very sensitive, and he was very unhappy when he heard this.
What does it mean to be no good? How can a man be told no?
You fucking can't...
The man he possesses through time travel is also a young man of 16 or 17 years old. When he was in his prime, he was told that he couldn't do it...
Shame, simply a great shame...
"Ahem, Master, you just said that I am not suitable for practice, but my disciple thinks otherwise. There are various ways to practice in Dazhou, but generally speaking they can be divided into two categories, namely literary and martial arts. If I am not a martial artist,
It’s so suitable, so it’s okay to be a literary practitioner, right?”
Originally, Wu Quanyi could have scolded Zhao Xun. After all, once he was a teacher, he was always a father, even if Zhao Xun was a noble son, this was no exception.
But Wu Quanyi seemed to be very curious about Zhao Xun. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "I understand what you mean. Come here."
Zhao Xun didn't know what Wu Quanyi was going to do, so he took three steps at a time and walked to Wu Quanyi's side.
Without saying a word, Wu Quanyi put his palm on Zhao Xun's Tianling Cap.
Zhao Xun subconsciously thought, What is this going to do? Are all practitioners so simple and crude?
Little did he know that Wu Quanyi had closed his eyes and entered Zhao Xun's sea of consciousness.
There are rules for everything.
Just like there are practitioners in this world, what builds the foundation of a practitioner's practice is the sea of consciousness.
Whether you are a literary or martial arts practitioner, whether you are a swordsman, amulet master or a literary master, you must rely on the sea of consciousness to expand your practice.
The breadth of the sea of consciousness directly determines the height that practitioners can reach in the future.
As a top practitioner, Wu Quanyi naturally understood this truth. When he entered Zhao Xun's sea of consciousness, he seemed to have entered an extremely vast world.
This world is like a vast ocean with no end in sight. Wu Quanyi stepped on it like a dragonfly and got out of it.
"Opportunity is really a wonderful opportunity."
Wu Quanyi suddenly opened his eyes and sighed with emotion.
Zhao Xun found that the way Wu Quanyi looked at him became much kinder, with a hint of pity in his kindness.
What does this mean? Do you think you can cultivate it yourself?
"Well, master, if there is any opportunity, can you talk to your disciple?"
Zhao Xun was naturally cheeky and asked with a stern look on his face.
"I just entered your sea of consciousness and found that your sea of consciousness is very vast, with countless awe-inspiring auras floating on it. This is a strange sight only seen by great masters in the literary world. I would not have thought that it would happen to you, a child who has not yet entered the world of practitioners. It’s strange to be able to see it, it’s really strange.”
Wu Quanyi said while stroking his beard: "But my teacher also said that your body is not suitable for martial arts cultivation. The only choice is literary cultivation. Although my teacher entered the practice with swordsmanship, he used Taoism to guide his martial arts. At the peak of your cultivation, you have a glimpse of the gate of heaven, but you also know a little bit about literary cultivation. In the final analysis, these are all things that lead to the same goal. If you study hard, you may have great opportunities."
Zhao Xun felt ecstatic when he heard this.
If what Wu Quanyi said is right, then this is truly an incredible opportunity.
As a liberal arts student who studies Chinese classical literature, he can't carry it on his shoulders or lift it, and he has to be teased by chicks when catching chickens. His only advantage is in literature. And Wu Quanyi said that he has a talent in this area, which is simply When you want to sleep, someone hands you a pillow. It couldn't be more comfortable.
"Master, my disciple is willing to study seriously, and I also ask the master to teach me."
Wu Quanyi nodded slightly, took out a book "Wen Zong's First Enlightenment" from his waist, handed it to Zhao Xun and said: "Go and read this book first. If you can understand the moral meaning, you can understand it."
Zhao Xun had read many martial arts novels in his previous life, so he thought that this was the legendary martial arts secret book, right? Although the name may not necessarily indicate how powerful it is, it can still be considered an introductory book.
Now that we have come to the world of practitioners, we have to embark on this path.
It is better to rely on yourself than rely on heaven and earth.
"Thank you so much, my mentor. I will definitely study hard."
Zhao Xun bowed respectfully.
"That's all, I won't disturb your rest as a teacher."
After saying that, Wu Quanyi turned and left.
"Mr. Wu, walk slowly."
Zhao Xun's cheap dad, Zhao Yuan, also followed a few steps to see Wu Quanyi off. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Zhao Xun a fierce look.
Zhao Xun obviously didn't pay too much attention to these worldly feelings. When others left the room to quiet down, he eagerly opened the book "The First Enlightenment of Wenzong".
Coincidentally, he fell into trance the moment he saw the first page of this book.
There is a saying in Zen Buddhism that entering concentration is the great state of practice.
Many people have studied hard for many years and still cannot reach this state, but Zhao Xun actually fell into samadhi the moment he opened this book.
The moment he closed his eyes, he felt as if he had entered a void world.
There are countless clouds floating in this world. Zhao Xun kept pushing away the clouds, but there was no sense of majesty in the clouds.
Until a beam of golden light penetrated from the dark clouds and split the sea of clouds in half.
At this moment, Zhao Xun found himself in a vast desert.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
The feeling of confusion came from Zhao Xun's heart.
And in this endless sea of sand, there is an oasis.
I don't know whether Zhao Xun was pushed by an external force or the oasis was approaching Zhao Lun. In short, the oasis scene in front of Zhao Xun became increasingly clear.
Where there is an oasis, there is a city.
In front of Zhao Xun's eyes was a very clear Sifang City.
The three characters "Chang'an City" are written powerfully on the plaque on the city gate of Sifang City.
Zhao Xun couldn't help but be shocked.
Chang'an City?
Chang'an City was obviously the capital of Zhou Dynasty, so how could it appear in this vast Gobi Desert?
Before he could think clearly, the scenes appeared one after another like a revolving lantern.
The layout of the city like a chessboard, Qujiang Pool, Leyou Original...
After that is a majestic palace.
Among this palace complex, what attracted Zhao Xun's attention the most was a building on the top of a mountain.
The sudden appearance of such a building with green tiles and tops in a group of palaces with verandas and roofs can easily attract people's attention.
Zhao Xun's first reaction was that this was the auxiliary hall of the palace, but after a closer look, he found that it was not necessarily the case.
He walked forward impatiently and saw a green wooden plaque hanging directly above the building, with the four characters "Haoran Academy" written on it.
Zhao Xun couldn't help but gasped.
At this moment, the original memories in his body came flooding back like a tide.
It turns out that Haoran Academy is the highest academic institution in the world, equivalent to the Imperial College and Imperial College in ancient China.
The only difference is that Haoran Academy was not run by the imperial court, but privately run, but this does not affect its status in the minds of scholars at all.
More importantly, not everyone can see Haoran Academy. Only practitioners who perceive the world through literary cultivation can see the academy.
This was an opportunity for him to gain enlightenment and directly enter the sea of consciousness. Through meditation, he saw Haoran Academy, which is revered as a high mountain by practitioners of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Just when Zhao Xun was excited, the sky suddenly changed. After a burst of flying sand and rocks, all the city walls and palaces began to collapse, and the people walking on the road turned into countless withered bones.