Feng Qingyan naturally knew that the elegant old man in front of him was the national player Lian Li of Zhao, otherwise he would not have appeared here.
He appears here mainly because Lian Li's chess talent is so amazing.
If Lian Li were given a different environment, such as Zhou Tianxia, or the world of the dead, he would definitely be a saint-level existence.
So I came to the Yiting to play a game of chess with him.
This game really surprised him. He was not disappointed, but rather pleasantly surprised. Because, he had deduced this game carefully several times before he could deduce it...
Who is he?
What realm?
After deducing it several times, this has already explained the problem.
"Hey, where was the national scholar just now?"
After the three scholars greeted each other, the middle-aged man behind the elegant old man was slightly stunned. It was just a blink of an eye. Why did he disappear?
At this time, the elegant old man, Du Qing and others also looked around quickly and found that the "national scholar" was really missing.
This made them quite anxious.
"Where did he go?"
The elegant old man asked quickly, but everyone shook their heads and couldn't help but sigh.
"Do you know the surname of this national scholar?"
Du Qing was also disappointed, and then he said with some expectation: "I wonder if Mr. Lien knows about this national scholar?"
"Never heard of that."
The elegant old man said.
At this moment, he frowned, as if he was recalling whether he had mentioned this person among his friends...
After all, the friends he made were not ordinary people. When chatting, he would mention some outstanding young people to some extent.
Perhaps this national scholar is one of these younger generations?
Unfortunately, after much deliberation, I couldn't find a similar junior, so I shook my head...
After a while.
He sat down, closed his eyes and thought about the chess game carefully...
But also at this time.
There are a few faint, invisible colorful threads floating between heaven and earth, which are the sacred images of heaven and earth refined by Feng Qingyan.
Several strands slowly fell on the elegant old man's body.
Another ray fell on Du Qing's body.
When the sacred images of heaven and earth slowly integrated into their bodies, their minds trembled slightly, as if there was something extra in their bodies.
Or maybe I realized something.
In a trance, it seemed that I had figured out a lot of things at once, but if I wanted to explain it carefully, I couldn't tell what I had figured out.
In short, there is a feeling that thoughts are coming through.
For example, Du Qing.
He vaguely felt that he seemed to be able to go further in the previous chess game.
This surprised them all, but they didn't think much about it.
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The east is slightly white and the sky is slightly bright.
On the hill behind the post pavilion, Feng Qingyan stood motionless.
In fact, in the early morning, he had to leave and wanted to walk in this small world. After all, it was left by the disciples, so it was good to take a walk...
Anyway.
As soon as he returned to the earth, he met his own people.
The world is so big, and he is so lucky, isn't it worth walking in this small world by himself? However, when he was about to leave, he found that several rays of the sacred images of heaven and earth fell on the elegant old man.
He didn't expect that the destined person would show up so quickly.
This surprised him.
In addition to the elegant old man, Du Qing also got a ray of...
And a few others may be able to obtain one or two rays over time.
then.
He might as well wait.
Moreover, he gradually discovered that he had a great impact on the world...
There is an influence that is difficult to explain clearly, as if every word and deed of oneself can shape the world and make it no longer ordinary.
So he thought for a long time, maybe this has something to do with the scholars.
Maybe this world has accumulated enough and needs someone to enlighten it...
Just enlighten it.
In this world, it is possible for an existence at the level of an emperor to be born.
This made him quite surprised, even a little shocked, and he had to marvel at the energy of the disciples.
"Guan Guan Jiu Jiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."
"Scattered water plants are flowing from left to right. Fair ladies are longing for them."
So at this moment, he started to recite on the mountain behind the pavilion.
An ancient chant seems to have come from ancient time and space, and there is an indescribable desolation in the loud voice.
Feng Qingyan faced the east and read quietly, spitting out pale white words one by one.
As his recitation sounded, a faint literary atmosphere slowly filled the world.
Gathered from all around.
And in the post pavilion.
The elegant old man, Du Qing and others woke up suddenly when they heard the charming sound of reading in Mengxiang, with doubtful looks in their eyes.
"The sound of reading is full of leisurely ancient meaning, just like what the ancient books say, speaking with great prowess..."
"Yes, this is speaking out loud..."
The elegant old man suddenly became excited and ran out of the post pavilion without caring whether he was neatly dressed or not.
After a while.
The elegant old man, Du Qing and others had already walked out of the post pavilion and looked toward the mountain behind.
Faintly visible is a figure in white standing on the mountain behind.
but.
Because the white fog was too thick, I couldn't see clearly whether it was the "national scholar" last night...
"is it him?"
The elegant old man stretched his neck and said.
"It seems he is a national scholar."
Du Qing carefully identified it, but he couldn't see clearly either.
"Let's go up the mountain and have a look. I didn't expect that there are still people reading it in the morning. The reading is so charming, as if they have learned the true flavor of Confucianism. It's not simple."
The elegant old man exclaimed, admiring this young man in white more and more.
As they got closer and closer, they found that the world was filled with an aura that they could not explain. This shocked the elegant old man even more, and said: "This should be the eloquence mentioned in the ancient books. It must be
So! Unexpectedly, someone can actually do it. I always thought it was meant..."
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When Feng Qingyan finished reading in the morning, he did not leave.
The elegant old man, Du Qing and others arrived at the back mountain just in time, and an exclamation conversation ensued.
They shared the methods of nourishing Qi through reading.
When he returned to the Yi Pavilion, the elegant old man invited Feng Qingyan to accompany him.
Feng Qingyan did not refuse. Anyway, he was traveling around the world. He could start from anywhere and walk anywhere...
Du Qing and other three scholars happened to be traveling with the elegant old man.
So on the road.
The elegant old man was on the carriage and played a chess game again.
In response, Feng Qingyan did not refuse and continued to play chess with the elegant old man.
When Du Ming and others heard about the game between national players and national warriors, they couldn't help but be curious and ran to the elegant old man's carriage one by one.
Fortunately, the elegant old man's carriage is not too small.
After last night's game, Feng Qingyan's chess skills against the elegant old man were basically clear. If placed in Zhou Tianxia, he would probably be at the level of a chess master...
in this world.
It's really amazing that your chess skills can reach the level of a chess master.
Because Feng Qingyan wanted to cultivate an elegant old man, he started "playing chess" seriously and used many clever tricks intentionally or unintentionally.
However, the elegant old man is in the realm of a chess master after all, so he can naturally see what Feng Qingyan means.
He was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't expect that the "national scholar" was actually practicing chess with him and teaching him what he had learned.
When I felt ashamed, I felt another kind of emotion.
at this point.
He finally realized that the "national scholar"'s chess skills far surpassed his own.
From then on I was convinced.
Du Qing, on the other hand, didn't think much about it. He was always shocked by the chess game and crazily absorbed the chess skills...
There is a faint urge in my heart to become a disciple.
On the road.
The carriage didn't go very fast.
After walking for several days, the carriage came to a ferry, and everyone simply abandoned the carriage and took a boat.
On the boat, Feng Qingyan not only played chess with the elegant old man, but also talked about the past and present with Du Qing and other scholars, which actually helped him understand more about the world.
The more I learn about the world, the more I admire it.
You are worthy of being a scholar.
When talking about Confucianism, Du Qing was able to add a few words at first.
But later on, even the elegant old man seemed to be listening attentively, which made everyone admire him.
The title was changed from Guoshi to Sir.
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More than ten days have passed.
The ship went all the way north.
During this period of time, Feng Qingyan would read every morning.
This made the elegant old man and Du Qing and others couldn't help but ask him for advice on how to nourish their energy through reading, and gradually they all started reading together in the morning.
After a period of morning reading.
The elegant old man couldn't help but sigh. The sullenness accumulated in his heart for many years was swept away, and his mental outlook was completely new.
"Reading to nourish the spirit, reading to nourish the spirit, I have been reading books all my life in vain... Now I really feel, what is reading to nourish the spirit!" The elegant old man said with a slight shame on his old face, and then he became full of pride, "Reading thousands of volumes
Books nourish the awe-inspiring spirit in my chest!"
And at this time.
There was a faint aura of awe in the heart of the elegant old man.
It's a noble spirit, not a literary spirit.
Although it is said that the awe-inspiring spirit belongs to the literary spirit, the literary spirit is not the same as the awe-inspiring spirit.
At this point, the elegant old man has finally stepped into the path of Confucian practice, and may even become the first practitioner in the world...
In this world, there are many Confucian celebrities, even great masters.
but.
None of them know how to nourish the awe-inspiring Qi in their chests, let alone read books to nourish Qi...
Time passed unconsciously.
The elegant old man, Du Qing and others finally arrived at their destination, Baiyang Mountain.
A famous Confucian of his generation, Shu Jue, one of the four great scholars, lived in seclusion here and opened a teaching hall called Baiyang Academy.
Aries Academy is very famous in Zhao.
But before, the faint aura of awe that Feng Qingyan sensed was in this academy...
When he travels around the world, he will definitely come to Aries Academy.
After all, how can a person who can cultivate the awe-inspiring spirit in his heart be so simple in this world?
He must be an amazing talent!
He has the appearance of a saint.
The treasure of the great emperor.
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Entering Baiyang Mountain.
It can be seen that the dense forest is deep and the sound of flowing water in the mountain stream can be faintly heard.
The road went up and down, but all I could see were abrupt rocks, deep ravines, gurgling streams, luxuriant grass and lush forests. Every now and then, when I turned a corner, I could see a sudden open sky in front of me. All I could hear was the singing of birds, the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of insects, and occasionally the rustle of the wind blowing through the vegetation.
There was a loud sound, and everyone who had been talking from time to time gradually became quiet.
"No wonder the famous Zhang Gong lives here in seclusion!"
A young man couldn't help but exclaimed.
Shortly after.
When everyone reached the mouth of the valley, Du Qing said: "Everyone, there is Baiyang Cave in front of us, and Mr. Zhang will hold a teaching ceremony here."
When everyone looked around, they saw a scholar of about twenty-three or four years old sitting quietly on a stone in front of the valley, holding a volume in his hand and reading attentively.
At this moment, the scholar heard the footsteps, raised his head slightly and glanced at everyone, then stood up, immediately saluted the elegant old man, and said respectfully: "Lian Gong, you are here, Master Zhang has been waiting for you for a long time.
"
The elegant old man smiled and said: "Haha, every time I come to Baiyang Cave, I see you guarding here, but you have done your duty."
"Lian Gong is laughing at you."
The scholar said respectfully, looked behind the elegant old man, followed by a young student he had not seen for several times, and said: "If you come to study and be a disciple, you need to pass the three exams in the thatched cottage. This has been Master Zhang's rule for many years."
"Junior Brother Du, it's up to you to take the exam."
The scholar looked at Du Qing and the three other scholars who had just returned. Before Du Ming could answer, he continued: "If you fail the three exams, as long as you submit to Shu Xiu, you can still attend the lectures in the house and come and go as you please."
In fact, Aries Academy is the Zhang Family Thatched Cottage. People who come here, whether they are officials or civilians, old or young, all come here for the famous Zhang Gong. It should be noted that over the years, the Cottage has been listed on the list.
Disciples, almost all come with letters of recommendation...
But among these people.
His conduct and character are unsatisfactory.
Because of this, there were three examinations in front of the hall, which were conducted by Du Qing and others in person. They just didn't want to include people with impure hearts on the doorstep.
No one was ever banned from listening to the lectures.
Otherwise, there would be too many students who come here with letters of recommendation and worship in the thatched cottage. Teacher Zhang would already grade dozens of homework papers in person every month.
If more records are collected, Master Zhang will become more tired, which is not good for the body.
Moreover, in recent years, Master Zhang's health has become worse and worse. Not only has his lung disease become serious, but he also suffers from ocular dementia, which makes it difficult to see...
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After walking into Aries Mountain.
Feng Qingyan felt that deep in the valley, there was an awe-inspiring aura that was about to burst out of the sky.
but.
This aura of awe-inspiringness is somewhat different. It seems to be suppressed by something. It lacks activity and breath of life. Although Master Zhang has read thousands of books and cultivated the aura of awe-inspiringness in his chest, he has not opened up the aura of awe-inspiringness in his chest.
world.
I don’t know how to nourish the awe-inspiring spirit in my chest.
That's how it will be.
Only then will this mighty aura be suppressed in the chest, unable to breathe in or out, unable to blend with the awe-inspiring aura between heaven and earth.
That's why there is a lack of activity.
This Master Zhang... is not simple. He may have extraordinary achievements in the future, which makes Feng Qingyan a little curious and wants to meet him.
Could this Master Zhang be the master of this world?
But it is a pity to live in this world.
He didn't dare to say whether he was a great emperor or not, but it was definitely easy to reach the holy realm.
While Feng Qingyan was looking at the depths of the valley, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy hurriedly walked out of the valley. He was dressed in brocade clothes and exuded an aura of wealth. He looked at the cold-faced scholar and shouted hurriedly: "Brother, it's not good, Zhang."