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Chapter Fifty-Six, Copying the Book

After walking out of Qingxin Garden, we walked onto the long lake embankment, and then we could clearly see the lecture hall not far away.

After the lecture hall, there is a blue plaque hanging on the high attic.

The plaque shone brightly under the golden sunlight, reflecting the golden light.

The shining characters, shrouded in golden light, break through the smoke on the lake, making people feel that the gold in front of them is solemn and grand.

Along the way, Xia Dong, who had been fearless just now, suddenly turned gloomy. Like a child who had done something wrong, he did not dare to say a word.

Zhang Xiao glanced at Xia Dongyuan's expression and couldn't help but feel a little shuddered in his heart. It seems that this instructor is usually a bit strict, right?

"Master, the scenery here is really nice. What kind of lake is this?"

oh?

Teacher Fan turned around in surprise and looked at the energetic Zhang Xiao, a little surprised.

"I'm not Master yet, just call me Teacher Fan. As for this lake, it's naturally called Yunjuan Lake."

"Yunjuan Lake? Do you want to take a look at the clouds rolling on the lake? The artistic conception is indeed very good!"

Zhang Xiao nodded slightly when he heard the words and agreed very much.

"Not really!"

Teacher Fan glanced at Zhang Xiao with great interest. He was a little surprised that this student didn't seem to be afraid of him, which was quite interesting.

"Tell Teacher Fan, this junior just came from Zhenglan College today..."

Xia Dongyuan looked at his mentor with a bitter face, fearing that he would be implicated by Zhang Xiao.

"Oh, that's it. It turns out that you are Zhang Xiao. You are indeed a thorn in your side. When old students get into a fight, tsk tsk!"

Teacher Fan looked at Zhang Xiao again, the ruler in his hand shaking, as if Zhang Xiao aroused his great interest.

"No, no, no, mentor, haven't you beaten me before?"

"Besides, the ruler should be raised high and put down gently. It is love and punishment, and its ultimate goal is educational effectiveness."

Hey, you, a talented person from Zhenglan College, really know a lot.

Teacher Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiao with great admiration.

“I don’t dare to be a talented person, I don’t dare to be a talented person!”

"In that case, just go to the bookstore and copy an article for me honestly."

"What? One article?"

Before Zhang Xiao could speak, Xia Dongyuan, who was walking at the back, screamed in horror.

"No, no, no, tutor, I don't want to copy the book. How about I kneel down for two hours?"

Um?

Zhang Xiao looked at Xia Dongyuan, whose expression changed drastically, but felt confused in his heart.

What kind of world is this? Is it more uncomfortable to copy a book than to kneel down?

"No, Yu Fang just thinks of himself as Yunjuan Academy and wants to challenge Zhang Xiao. Since you dare to compete with him, why don't you dare to copy books with him?"

"Teacher, don't mess with me. I'm not suitable for copying books. I'm more suitable for kneeling!"



In the huge bookstore, books are neatly placed in all directions.

The four walls and the top of the attic are strangely written with five Chinese characters in ancient characters.

Five directions and five rites...!

I am afraid that this kind of manipulation can be seen everywhere in the Mingzun Empire. Rumor has it that the principal of the Confucian Academy rarely shows up.

Nowadays, all the colleges in the Mingzun Empire are moving closer to Dean Tang, who is at the height of his power.

And Tang Sanqiu, the vice-president of the Tang Dynasty, proved that the character of literati was the word "li".

"What? Do you also like these five words?"

The scribe's beard was fluttering. Teacher Fan looked at Zhang Xiao casually, intentionally or unintentionally, and asked with some curiosity.

"No, I don't think this word can represent everything about Wen Dao."

Um?

Zhang Xiao's words made Teacher Fan and Xia Dongyuan tremble, and they looked at Zhang Xiao in disbelief.

Nowadays, in the Mingzun Empire, it is probably difficult to see people who openly say such things.

How could this brat from Zhenglan County Court be so virtuous as to dare to say such arrogant things?

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go kneel at the door?"

Teacher Fan suddenly woke up and looked at Xia Dongyuan, who was dark and fat, without a trace of good looks on his face.

"Oh, I'll go right now, I'll go right now!"

Poor Fatty Xia turned around and left without hesitation.

Looking at the two of them alone in the attic, Teacher Fan slightly stroked his long beard and said calmly.

"Since you can say the words "Xiankan Yunjuan Yunshu", you must also know where these words come from?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiao was stunned when he heard this and touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Actually, I just said it casually and don't know much."

"hehe."

Teacher Fan raised his arm and pointed to the four directions and the large characters on the roof of the attic, and said calmly.

"Actually, these words didn't exist here in previous years because our dean's surname was Tao, so..."

"so?"

Zhang Xiao looked at the solemn eyes looking at him, and looked back at Teacher Fan with some doubts and a bit at a loss.

Um!

Teacher Fan, who was hesitant to speak, seemed to feel something was wrong after all. With a big move of his hand, a book on the roof of the attic slowly fell down.

"Here, copy it once."

"Copying books? This is not easy!"

Zhang Xiao stretched out his hands and took the book politely.

The faint fragrance of ink comes to your nose, and the slightly yellowed cover tells the story of the ancient times.

The golden yellow Wei Bian makes it look like the material is good at first glance.

Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly became extremely solemn, he put away all his thoughts, stretched out his right hand, and slowly opened the first page.

The pure white paper is like a cloud-rolling lake, filled with endless white smoke.

But among the smoke, there is indeed no golden text on the attic plaque.

There is not a single word in this book.

"Teacher Fan, is this a heavenly book? A wordless heavenly book?"

Zhang Xiao raised his head and looked at his mentor with endless questions.

No wonder, Xia Dongyuan would rather kneel than copy books. It turns out this is a trick!

"The books of sages cannot be read in ordinary people's way. This is a literary classic, so it is natural to read it in a literary way."

Teacher Fan was not impressed, and his voice was not surprising, but there was a trace of expectation.

Um?

Zhang Xiao's face looked strange when he heard this, but as soon as his mind moved, the shapeless Xuan Yuan in the dantian on his chest began to rotate slowly.

Whispering, the weak vitality slowly poured into the books along Zhang Xiao.

Buzz, the book in my hand trembled slightly, and actually emitted a blue-white aura of greatness.

Phew, tiny beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.

Zhang Xiao spent all his strength and finally saw two black writings on the book.

I don't know what the word is, but it looks like the word "rice" on the left side, showing a little bit of it, which made Zhang Xiao's eyes light up.

It turns out that books should be read with literary and moral energy!

Phew, suddenly, everything went dark, Zhang Xiao felt his head was swollen, and his body was shaking constantly.

Buzzing, Zhang Xiao was startled and hurriedly looked inside to check.

It turned out that all my weak vitality was consumed at this moment, which caused my head to swell.

Huh..., how to do this?

It seems that you have underestimated Yunjuan Academy, so you might as well kneel outside with Xia Dongyuan.

"Although he consumes a lot of energy, if you use your character to see him, you will not only refine your character, but also strengthen your three souls and seven souls."

"After strengthening the three souls and seven souls, it will be faster and faster to communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth in the realm of Zhenwu."

"Zhang Xiao, right? This instructor advises you not to give up!"

"Yes, Teacher Fan."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiao quickly stabilized his body and saluted Teacher Fan.

Just, characters?

Could it be that the character is Xia Dongyuan’s character for “force”?

But I don’t seem to have condensed the character? What should I do?

"Don't tell me that a high-achieving student who is at the pinnacle of psychic ability can't even condense his own characters?"

Just when Zhang Xiao was stunned, Teacher Fan asked a question in great surprise, which made Zhang Xiao's face turn red.

"How is it possible? How could I not condense the characters? Tutor, please wait a moment."

Teacher Fan had a somewhat sarcastic question, and at this moment, Zhang Xiao was reminded that the character had already existed in his mind.

But, how to drive them?

"Teacher, I haven't been condensing characters for a long time, and I still don't know how to use them as I like!"

Zhang Xiao's eyes really lit up, and he remembered the key point. So how can he use the bright characters and kind characters in his mind as he pleases?

"Well, use the righteousness of heaven and earth as the bridge, use the breath of literature and art as the key, connect the characters with the three souls and seven souls, and then you can control it at will!"

"Oh? It turns out it's so simple!"

Zhang Xiao suddenly realized that, as expected, there was a huge difference between having a mentor to guide him and not having anyone to guide him.

Boom, the context trembled, and streams of Wen Dao vitality were attracted by the context.

Huh-huh, these vitality burrowed into the Xuan Yuan in the chest, whirling and rotating, and the vitality passed through the context and went straight into the mind.

The three souls and seven souls in my mind grasped the literary aura and vitality and aimed straight at the symbol of goodness.

Boom, the literary aura emerged from his eyes and disappeared directly into the book.

Buzzing, the originally blank pages suddenly emitted waves of majestic literary energy.

And in this vitality, there are characters one by one, flying up and down and rolling when walking.

"This, how is this possible?"

Teacher Fan, who was originally sitting on the chair, could no longer sit still. He stood up quickly and looked at Zhang Xiao.


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