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Chapter 4 Entering the Tao with text, Haoran Academy

There is no doubt that practitioners have a very high status in this world.

Whether you become a sage through literature, or climb to the top with martial arts, as long as you can reach the realm of a great master, you can reach the point where one person can hold up to a million troops.

At that time, Yang Zhishui, the great sword sage of Bashu, practiced swordsmanship in Qingcheng Mountain for [-] years, and he was known as the number one swordsman in the world.

Dazhou once sent troops to attack Bashu, but Yang Zhishui dragged the [-] troops at Jianmen Pass by himself.

Of course, this is due to the difficult and difficult Jianmen Pass on the Shu Road, but it is also inseparable from Yang Zhishui's strong force.

Yang Zhishui truly realized that one man can be the gate, ten thousand men can't open it, and one sword can be a million soldiers, and he also changed the national destiny of Bashu by himself.

But in the end, Bashu was merged into Jiannan Road by Da Zhou, but that was after Yang Zhishui died of illness.

Another example is Wei Wuji, who is known as the second in the world, Dongyue Guoshi, who once entered Chang'an City twice to assassinate the Emperor of Zhou.If Wei Wuji's certain strength was not suppressed by the prohibition and talisman array in the Daming Palace, the head of the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty might really be taken away by this arrogant and boundless great master.

These are the facts before us.

If you want to be superior to others in this world, you have to become a practitioner.Practitioners also take it for granted, enjoying all the praise with peace of mind.

And as for the nobles.
It seems that it is not as valuable as a practitioner.

Zhao Xun recovered and rested for half an hour, stabilized his primordial spirit, then obediently got up from the bed, served tea and knelt down to worship the teacher. After going through a set of procedures, he recognized Wu Quanyi as the master.

I thought that Wu Quanyi would pat him on the shoulder and say a few words. I see you as a teacher have wonderful bones and extraordinary talents. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely be able to enlighten.

Unexpectedly, Wu Quanyi lowered his voice and said to Zhao Yuan: "Duke Cheng, I'm afraid this young master is not good at cultivation, especially Wu Xiu."

Zhao Xun's ears are very sensitive, and he was very upset when he heard this.

What do you mean no?How can a man be said no?

You can't fucking do it.
The person he possessed through time travel is also a young man of sixteen or seventeen. He was said to be no good when he was just young.
A disgrace, a shame.
"Ahem, master, you just said that I am not suitable for cultivation, but I think it is not. There are various ways of cultivation in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but in general it can be divided into two categories, namely, cultural cultivation and martial cultivation. If I am not suitable for martial cultivation It's very suitable, so Wenxiu can do it after all, right?"

Originally, Wu Quanyi could have scolded Zhao Xun, after all, he was a teacher for one day and a father for life, even if Zhao Xun was a noble son.

But Wu Quanyi seemed to be very new to Zhao Xun, nodded in satisfaction and said, "I understand what you mean. Come here."

Zhao Xun didn't know what Wu Quanyi was going to do, so he walked to Wu Quanyi's side in two steps.

Without saying a word, Wu Quanyi put his palm on Zhao Xun's Tianling cover.

Zhao Xun subconsciously shuddered, what is this for? Are all practitioners so simple and rude?
He didn't know that Wu Quanyi had already closed his eyes and entered Zhao Xun's sea of ​​consciousness.

Everything has a theorem.

Just like there are practitioners in this world, what builds the foundation of practitioners' practice is the sea of ​​consciousness.

No matter whether it is literary or martial arts, whether it is a sword master, a talisman master or a literary master, it is always necessary to rely on the sea of ​​knowledge to expand the way of 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 incomparably vast world.

This world is like a vast ocean with no end in sight, and Wu Quanyi stepped on it like a superficial step and then got out of it.

"Opportunity, it's really a wonderful opportunity."

Wu Quanyi suddenly opened his eyes and said with infinite emotion.

Zhao Xun found that the way Wu Quanyi looked at him had become a lot more kind, with a touch of pity in his kindness.

What does it mean?Think you can develop something?
"Uh, if there is any chance for the master, can you talk to the apprentice?"

Zhao Xun was naturally thick-skinned, and asked with a straight face.

"I just entered your sea of ​​consciousness as a teacher, and found that your sea of ​​consciousness is very vast, with countless auras floating on it. This is a rare sight for a great master in the literary world. I can't think of it in you, a baby who has not stepped into the world of practitioners. I can see it. Strange, really rare."

Wu Quanyi said while stroking his beard: "However, as a teacher, I also said that your bones are not suitable for martial arts. The only choice is Wenxiu. Although as a teacher, I started my practice with the way of swordsmanship, and I used Taoist Daoyin to climb up." At the peak of cultivation, I have a glimpse of Tianmen, but I also know a little about Wenxiu. In the final analysis, these are all things that lead to the same goal. If you study hard, you may have a great opportunity."

Zhao Xun was ecstatic when he heard the words.

If what Wu Quanyi said is right, then this is really a great opportunity.

As a liberal arts student who studies Chinese classical literature, he can't carry his shoulders and feet, and he has to be molested by the little chickens when he catches chickens. His only advantage is in literature.And Wu Quanyi said that he has a talent in this area, it is simply like someone handing a pillow when he wants to sleep, it couldn't be more comfortable.

"Master, this disciple is willing to study hard, and I ask Master to enlighten me."

Wu Quanyi nodded slightly, and took out a copy of "Wen Zong's First Knowledge and Enlightenment" from his waist, and handed it to Zhao Xun, "You go and read this book first, if you can understand the morality in it, you can enter knowledge."

Zhao Xun had read many martial arts novels in his previous life, and thought, this is the legendary martial arts secret book, right?Although the name may not be so powerful, it can be regarded as an introductory book.

Now that I have come to the world of practitioners, I have to embark on this road after all.

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on the sky and the earth.

"Thank you, teacher, my disciple must study hard."

Zhao Xun bowed respectfully.

"Forget it, I won't disturb your rest as a teacher."

After finishing speaking, Wu Quanyi turned and left.

"Mr. Wu, go slowly."

People dispersed one after another, waiting for others to go to the house, Zhao Xun impatiently opened the book "Wen Zong's First Acquaintance and Enlightenment".

Coincidentally, the moment he saw the first page of this book, he fell into samadhi.

There is a saying in Zen Buddhism that entering into samadhi is the great realm of practice.

Many people have been studying hard for many years and still can't reach this state, but Zhao Xun actually fell into meditation the first moment he opened this book.

The moment he closed his eyes, he felt as if he had entered an empty world.

There are countless clouds floating in this world, Zhao Xun kept pushing away the clouds, but he didn't have the majestic feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the fog.

Until a beam of golden light came through the dark clouds, splitting the sea of ​​clouds in half.

At this moment, Zhao Xun found himself in a vast desert.

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

The sense of boundlessness came from Zhao Xun's heart.

And there is an oasis in this sea of ​​sand that can't be seen at a glance.

I don't know whether Zhao Xun is being pushed by an external force or the oasis is approaching Zhao Xun. In short, the oasis in front of Zhao Xun's eyes is getting clearer and clearer.

Where there is an oasis, there is a city.

In front of Zhao Xun's eyes was an incomparably clear Sifang City.

On the plaque on the gate of Sifang City, there are three big characters of Chang'an City written vigorously and powerfully.

Zhao Xun couldn't help being shocked.

Chang'an City?
Chang'an City is obviously the capital of Great Zhou, how could it appear in this vast desert?
Before he could think clearly, the scenes in front of him appeared one after another like a revolving lantern.

The pattern of squares and markets like a chessboard, Qujiang Pond, Leyouyuan
After that is a majestic palace.

Among the palaces, what attracted Zhao Xun's attention the most was a building on the top of a hill.

The sudden appearance of such a building on the top of Qingwaxie Mountain in a group of palaces with hipped roofs is indeed easy to attract people's attention.

Zhao Xun's first reaction was that it was the side hall of the imperial palace, but after a closer look, he found that it was not entirely true.

Impatiently, he walked forward, only to see a wooden blue plaque hanging on the top of the building, with the words Haoran Academy written on it.

Zhao Xun couldn't help but gasped.

At this moment, the original memory in his body flooded in like a tide.

It turns out that Haoran Academy is the highest institution of higher education in the world, equivalent to the Taixue and Guozijian in ancient China.

The only difference is that Haoran Academy is not run by the imperial court, but privately run, but this does not affect its lofty status in the minds of scholars in the slightest.

More importantly, Haoran Academy is not accessible to everyone, only practitioners who perceive the world through literary cultivation can see the Academy.

This is a chance for him to realize that he directly entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and through meditation, he saw the Haoran Academy, which is revered as a high mountain by Dazhou practitioners!

Just when Zhao Xun was very 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 dead bones.

(End of this chapter)