It turns out that all Confucian academies, in addition to adhering to the Confucian tradition of "teaching without distinction", also have libraries for disciples to exchange for the required skills.
Naturally, Qitian Academy also has such a library, which is also located on the edge of the mission square in the center of the academy.
As for the reason why Dewey said that I don't need to know this and it's okay, although he didn't say it explicitly, my heart was enlightened.
Since they are all junior disciples of the Supreme Elder, there will naturally be no shortage of various cultivation techniques. This idea is indeed correct.
At least, I already have the Confucian order passed down by Master Hai, and the most important thing is the martial arts.
It's just that I don't have time to study seriously now.
Despite this, it still cannot hinder my strong interest in the library.
No matter that as a member of Qitian Academy, I should be familiar with it.
Or I heard Dewey say that in addition to Confucian classics and exercises, there are also various miscellaneous books, and the latter is what I am in urgent need of now.
As a newcomer with extremely limited knowledge of this immortal world, I need to draw nourishment from these "miscellaneous books" that normal monks look down on, and gain more knowledge about this world.
This type of common sense knowledge is destined not to be recorded in Confucian orders.
Since everyone’s knowledge of this world is very limited, some of them must be read by oneself in order to obtain them. This is also where Huang Liang and others cannot help me.
"So, when are we leaving?" I asked straight to the point.
After this conversation, I already knew the purpose of Dewey's visit, so I didn't intend to waste our time after chatting for a while.
After this retreat, I found that what I lacked most was time.
Wasting time is a crime! Wasting other people’s time is adding insult to injury!
"Young uncle is so happy!" Dewey clapped his hands and praised: "Three days, give me three more days!"
"I've waited too long for you this time. I need time to reconfirm everything and everyone. We'll see you at the mission square then!" he said.
I nodded, agreed on some details with him, and then parted ways.
"Only three days..." I pondered, feeling that this time was too short and not enough to do other things.
Simply calm down and go to the mission square where the library is located, and take a good tour of Qitian Academy.
I am ashamed to say that since I was taken directly to Qitian Peak by the Supreme Elder when I first entered the academy, I have not left Qitian Academy even once. I am a stranger to the entire Qitian Academy.
I walked away as soon as I could, and after a little bit of direction identification, I strode towards the mission square.
Everything I saw along the way was new to me. After all, this is a cave paradise, a fairy cave where legendary cultivators gathered. It was naturally different from the environment I was familiar with in the past.
The same beautiful mountains, the same green trees, the same waterfalls, the same birds singing and the fragrance of flowers... The only difference is that the aura of heaven and earth is many times richer than the outside world!
The quality of these spiritual energy is extremely high. Even a simple breath is better than several hours of regular practice in the outside world, and this is just anywhere in Qitian Academy.
If it is too old -fashioned, the old age ... Alas, recall that the aura is so rich in the scene of clouds and smoke, you will be envious.
The place where monks live is naturally not comparable to the place where ordinary mortals live in the outside world.
Sects that are organized to a large scale have huge resources that are unmatched by casual cultivators. Just the aura of heaven and earth alone can outstrip them.
From this, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of price the Supreme Elder, who had a falling out with the Confucian sect back then, paid for such a blessed land.
According to the survival rule of the jungle in the immortal world, if you don't have strong strength, even if you find such a treasure, you may not be able to occupy it for a long time.
The true scale of Qitian Academy is much larger than I imagined. It is far from what it was when the Supreme Elder forged the Wuya Sword and looked out at the panoramic view through the protective circle around Qitian Peak.
In addition, I wanted to feel the environment here, so I measured it with my steps like a mortal, so I walked even slower.
One day passed, and I was still wandering among the peaks. There was still a long way to go from the square in the center of the academy.
And during this period of time, I didn’t meet a single academy disciple!
This further proves how huge the academy is. So many disciples dispersed into the academy, like water droplets falling into the desert, disappearing in an instant.
"Hahaha... It's rare for Master to give me a day off today, let's have a good time!" Suddenly a burst of cheerful laughter came from the sky in front.
Looking up, I saw a petite and graceful figure galloping on a flying sword. I was so happy.
She was dressed in the uniform uniform of a disciple of Qitian Academy, but she still couldn't hide her delicate beauty. Her laughter and laughter were full of sunshine, which made her very popular.
The flying sword under her feet seemed to have a will of its own, and as she laughed, it would emit sword sounds that sounded equally joyful from time to time.
Man and sword are in harmony, heaven and man are one!
"I actually met an acquaintance..." I shook my head and stopped to watch her playing there.
Unexpectedly, this was the first time I went out alone, and the first academy disciple I met was actually an acquaintance.
Yes, she is the girl named "Juan" who impressed me deeply in the newcomer competition of Qitian Academy.
When I faced her at that time, I had a rare feeling of excitement, which is a kind of emotion unique to adolescent men and women.
Not only that, but I also feel a little guilty towards Sister Yaoyao.
Now that many years have passed, I no longer have that feeling when I see her again, but after all, we have met once before, and the sense of familiarity is still there.
Especially at this moment, the feeling of relaxation and freedom that she showed when she was alone was something that could not be seen on ordinary days.
Therefore, just like admiring a flower on the roadside, a cloud in the sky and other the most beautiful things in the world, I watched this old acquaintance and... her sword flying freely.
At this time, she seemed to have noticed me, and looked at me in surprise when she turned around.
"Why are you here?" There was a look of disbelief on her face, and then it turned into anger, like a little girl whose secret was discovered.
"Passing by, just passing by..." I quickly explained. After all, this "Juan" has a bad temper, and I have learned about it before.
Suddenly, I realized that it was okay that I didn’t explain, but this explanation had a self-defeating result. It seemed that my apologetic smile caused her to misunderstand. (To be continued)