Seeing Zhang Xiaole stunned, Chen Chu was also stunned, and then asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Don't you know what the Holy Courtyard is?" ”

It's not blowing, Zhang Xiaole really doesn't know!

"When I first came to this realm, I didn't know what a holy courtyard was. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As soon as he said this, not only Chen Chu was surprised, but Dugu Xiaoyu and Ximen were surprised by the snow, but the two of them seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time and did not feel much confusion.

And Chen Chu was stunned for a while, and finally replied with a wry smile: "Sir, the so-called Holy Courtyard is established by some people with great powers, from ancient times to the present, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, are the four great treasures, and throughout the ages, a certain generation of fame, four great powers, founded the Holy Academy, and since then, the Holy Academy has cultivated generations of saints, and finally become famous in the world." ”

The so-called sage is the pinnacle of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, this kind of existence is a verbal punishment, which can cure the sins of others, and even more powerful, can punish others for the way of heaven, and is so strong that it is a mess.

The Holy Academy is what generations of sages have built together, and in Zhang Xiaole's understanding, the Holy Academy is like a world-famous school, which has cultivated many outstanding students.

It can be said that among the four courses of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as they are students, they must go to worship the Holy Academy, which can be regarded as a respect for the sages.

Knowing this, Zhang Xiaole nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let's go to the Holy Courtyard." ”

The people present were very casual, Zhang Xiaole said that he wanted to go, but they didn't stop them, but went to see them together.

Chen Chu naturally didn't dare to say anything, Zhang Xiaole and the three of them were already distinguished guests in his eyes, and it was too late to stammer, where would they dare to interfere.

"Let the horses be prepared!" Chen Chu shouted, but Zhang Xiaole refused, not wanting to be too ostentatious.

However, Chen Chu didn't know Zhang Xiaole's thoughts, if he knew, he would definitely spurt out a mouthful of old blood, the reason is very simple, why are you stepping on the nine platforms of the sky, and you don't swagger when you go out?

You don't show off when you ride in a carriage.

But fortunately, Chen Chu has a shortcut to choose from, and the platform of ascending to the sky is even hotter, because since Zhang Xiaole left, many people have come one after another, and there are even peerless people who have stepped on the eighth step again, and stepped on the ninth step with one foot.

Today's events are destined to be famous for eternity.

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The Holy Courtyard of the Ancient City.

Standing in the distance, above the Holy Courtyard, there are white rays one after another, which are the power of the sages, sheltering the Holy Courtyard.

The octagonal tower of the Holy Courtyard is like a bell, and a bell is hung on every corner, and when the wind blows, it exudes a calming joy.

And to the Holy Courtyard, there is a holy road, where horseback riding is not allowed, Edgeworth is not allowed to fly, only walking, with a pilgrimage-like feeling, many people wear scholarly clothes, and walk inside.

There are many people coming and going, some are talents, some are scholars, and people who come to play.

It looks very lively.

There are also some vendors in the sanctuary who sell scriptures here, and of course no loud noises are allowed here, and it seems unusually quiet, but it is very lively.

Zhang Xiaole completely treated himself as if he had come to a place of interest and tourism, looking left and right.

On both sides of the holy road, every kilometer apart, there is a gemstone sculpture, which is the sage, who has made great contributions to the Holy Courtyard, or has made great contributions to the talents.

This kind of contribution does not mean that you can leave a name for yourself if you create a peerless famous song, but there are some significant contributions.

I don't know what it is, no one can figure it out, but what can be understood is one thing.

That is, if you can shape a statue here, then it can be famous for eternity.

Since ancient times, how many talented people want to leave their own figures.

The Holy Road is very spacious, at a glance, it seems that there is no end, giving people a feeling of visual blur, Zhang Xiaole watched quietly, feeling this ancient city without traces of modernization.

There are people on the holy path who sing and walk, and they sing some ancient songs, which is not considered to be against the rules here, but reverence, and they will sing and walk.

There are also some talented people, reciting some poems, and then bowing to a certain sculpture.

These are all manifestations of courtesy.

I have to say that a long history is beneficial, the quality and etiquette are very good, the reckless singing should be reckless, the low-key silence, the low-key silence.

Zhang Xiaole walked all the way, with a smile on his face all the time.

Ximen Xue and Dugu Xiaoyu also walked aside, looking away from time to time, but Chen Chu had some impure thoughts and was trying to find ways to establish a friendship with Zhang Xiaole.

And so it goes.

Suddenly, Dugu Xiaoyu pointed to the place surrounded by the crowd not far away and asked, "What is that?" ”

He was a little curious and asked, Ximen also looked at the snow, Chen Chu understood a little, and smiled: "This, it's Shibi." ”

Wet?

Zhang Xiaole was stunned, but he quickly reacted, fortunately, his tone was normal, otherwise, it would be over if someone heard what he meant.

"Well, it's the wall of poetry, here is left by a great sage in ancient times, you can inscribe poems on it, including couplets, etc., if it is recognized, you can appear in the Holy Courtyard, if the poetry is extremely good, you can appear in the Holy Courtyard of the First Realm, as early as nine hundred years ago, a talented man, even more famous in the Ten Realms."

Chen Chu explained to Zhang Xiaole and the others.

This poetry wall connects the major holy courtyards, which can be said to be a major feature, anyone can leave poems, or some famous sayings and the like, and the poetry wall has spirituality, and if you think this poem can, then you can stay.

If this poem is very good, it can reach all the walls of poetry in the holy houses of this realm.

If you think it's better, you can spawn it into other worlds.

Throughout the ages, someone has a poem that moves the world and shocks the world.

After all, there are not many holy courtyards, and it is impossible to say that there are them in every world, and it takes not manpower, but time.

"Let's take a look."

Dugu Xiaoyu was interested, and took Zhang Xiaole and a few people to where to go.

Come to the wall of poetry, in front of the wall of poetry, there are many people, where to compose poems.

It's a pity that I read a poem to the poetry wall, and there was no reaction at all

"I'll try." Dugu Xiaoyu smiled slightly, confidently where to go.

The poetry wall does not look at the identity, does not look at the background, does not look at the cultivation, but looks at your talent, the higher the talent, the higher the recognition,

In front of Shibi, Dugu Xiaoyu smiled and spoke.

"Spanning 90,000 miles, one step at a time. Whoever has Qingyunzhi, I am proud of the sky. ”

His voice was loud, and a confident expression appeared on his face.

Ximen Xue smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Xiaole.

Zhang Xiaole could hear that Dugu Xiaoyu's meaning was talking about him in the previous sentence, but the last sentence was very simple, he wanted to surpass himself.

Understanding this, Zhang Xiaole was also interested, he had some poems, to put it bluntly, he used the poems of the earth to pretend to be X! (To be continued.) )