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Qin Shuang stood in the courtyard and looked around, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. There are still two peach trees in the yard, and the four rooms are also eighty percent new.

"Yuan Ye, tomorrow you send a letter to your home and tell your family the address here. ”

"Yes, Miss!"

"Let's clean up!"

Qin Shuang did not rush to the Lucheng Confucian Academy, but lived in Lucheng for three days, wandering around, and had an intuitive impression of Lucheng. After three days of seeing and hearing, Ling Qinshuang smiled bitterly in his heart. She didn't expect that there really was such a place in the Martial Arts Continent, where the people here were very repulsive to the martial artists, and they made no secret of their dislike for the martial artists, calling the martial artists vulgar martial artists. It was such a group of people who gathered in Lucheng and formed an atmosphere completely different from that of the Martial Arts Continent.

Yuan Ye's face had always been very ugly, because during the time he was wandering around Lucheng with Qin Shuang, all the eyes that looked at him contained a kind of contempt. is very polite to Qin Shuang, that is because Qin Shuang is wearing a Confucian shirt.

On the fourth day.

Qin Shuang was ready to go to the Lucheng Confucian Academy, and he had already decided in his heart that he would not reveal his identity as a martial artist here. It's not so easy to do this, because in the daily bits and pieces, it will be revealed whether a person is a martial artist or not, such as the posture of walking, and the strength that is usually inadvertently revealed is greater than that of ordinary people. Therefore, Qin Shuang carefully restrained his strength, and also restrained his heroic posture when he walked, and tried to become personable.

This time, she didn't let Yuan Ye accompany him to the Lucheng Confucian Academy, but let him stay at home. Take Qin Yunxia and go towards the Lucheng Confucian Academy. Because it is possible to take a scholar in the Confucian Academy, and Qin Yunxia is playing the role of a female scholar. Of course, Qin Shuang also reminded Qin Yunxia not to reveal his identity as a martial artist.

"This is such a weird place!" Qin Shuang walked on the streets of Lucheng, "Don't they know that they want to achieve something." After all, do they have to get out of here and face the world of martial artists? With their attitude of despising martial artists, how will they get along with martial artists at that time?"

Qin Shuang shook her head, she was in the world of martial artists before, and she had never held any position in the empire or kingdom, so she still didn't know how these Confucians and warriors got along with each other in the court. But judging from the attitude of these people in Lucheng now. They certainly don't get along with each other.

"Maybe that's what the emperors want to see! ”

Standing in front of the gate of the Confucian Academy, I looked up and saw a huge gatehouse. Above the gatehouse hangs a huge plaque with four large characters written on it:

Lucheng Confucian Academy.

At this time, the door was closed, and Qin Shuang was not the slightest surprise at this, because she had already learned from Zhou Haoran. The Lucheng Confucian Academy is closed and managed. Only at the end of the month and three days later, the gate is opened, allowing the scholars inside to rest for three days, and then the door is closed again.

But at this time, Qin Shuang's mind was not here, her eyes were firmly locked on the four big characters of "Lucheng Confucian Academy" on the gatehouse, and her heart was attracted by it.

"Is this Haoran righteousness?"

Qin Shuang felt an overwhelming momentum from those four words, pressing towards her, making her almost mobilize the spiritual power in her body. Even if she deliberately suppressed it, those spiritual powers were still ready to move.

But then. The impatient spiritual power calmed down, but her soul began to surge, and in front of her eyes, the gatehouse disappeared, and she seemed to appear in a huge palace, and in the palace there were Confucian figures, and everyone's mouth was making sounds, and those voices echoed in her ears like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

At this moment, Qin Shuang felt that her soul had never been transparent, she didn't know how many times she had read the book "Confucianism and Taoism", and there were too many incomprehensions, but at this moment, she felt that one mystery after another was being solved in front of her eyes, and a layer of veils was being revealed......

If her comprehension of "Confucianism and Taoism" was just a scratch of the surface, she was already a first glimpse of the door at this time. And Qin Shuang, who was intoxicated, had no idea that her soul was condensing at an extremely fast speed......

Lucheng Confucian Academy.

A three-storey building.

At this time, an old man with a white beard was flipping through a thick book, and suddenly he raised his head and looked in the direction of the gate. He felt that the vast aura of the entire Confucian Academy, which had been cultivated for thousands of years, was converging towards the gatehouse.

"Who comprehended the artistic conception on the door plaque?"

A look of surprise appeared on his face. Almost the entire Confucian scholars of the String Moon Kingdom know a legend that the history of the String Moon Kingdom is only more than 3,000 years, and it is said that the first king of that year had two auxiliary ministers around him, one literate and one martial.

This Lucheng Confucian Academy was founded by that Wenchen, and the four big characters on the plaque on the gatehouse were left by the Wenchen, and it is said that in those four words there is a comprehension of Confucianism and Taoism by the Wenchen.

But......

For more than 3,000 years, no one has been able to trigger the plaque, and naturally no one has been able to comprehend it. Today, however, he felt a change in the flow of the righteous qi that warmed up in the Confucian Temple, and this change was exactly the same as the sign that triggered the plaque in the record.

This couldn't help but make him excited.

Confucianism is not powerless, but also has the ability to fight against warriors. The martial artist majored in spiritual power, and the secondary cultivated soul power as an auxiliary. Confucianism, on the other hand, majored in the power of the soul, and then used the power of the soul to nourish the aura of Haoran.

It's just that this cultivation method will make their souls stronger, but their bodies can't keep up with the entry of their souls, so it won't help their longevity much. This is also the reason why the warrior always overpowers the Confucian.

However, the warrior who founded the Lucheng Confucian Academy in the first place lived for a long time, nearly three hundred years old, and finally disappeared suddenly, and no one knows where he went, whether he was alive or dead.

However, he left behind countless classics, and it is mentioned in one of them that the body can also be tempered by warming the Haoran Qi to achieve the purpose of prolonging life.

And this theory was indeed experienced by countless later Confucianists, who felt the tempering of their bodies by the aura of Haoran, although their longevity was still not comparable to that of martial artists, but there were also people who lived to be more than a hundred years old, and these people were people who went further in Confucianism and Taoism.

At this time, the old man on the third floor was Lu Shenghui, the dean of the Lucheng Confucian Academy. His face was flushed and his eyes were full of excitement. After a few steps, he reached the window, pushed it open, and looked towards the gatehouse in the distance.

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