Chapter 125: Sheji College

Around Zang Tianling, there are four mountain ranges, resembling four divine beasts.

Under the leadership of Yuan Tiangang, Yu Sheng and his party came to Qinglong Mountain, about thirty miles away from Zhongjing City.

"My lord, this place was originally a place where feng shui flowed, but after the establishment of Zhongjing City, the country's luck formed a barrier to hinder the flow of luck, so it became a place where feng shui converged. ”

Yuan Tiangang said with a smile, and with a flick of the dust, hundreds of millions of white lights flickered, blowing Qinglong Mountain.

The white light has passed, and it has a new look.

The scenery in the mountains has become more beautiful, the greenery is verdant, and the messy stones have also been rested to make its shape more like a real dragon.

Listening carefully, it seems that there is a dragon roar, which shocks the soul.

After listening to the introduction, Yu Sheng nodded with satisfaction, the talents cultivated by the Sheji College are all like dragons, and they are built on Qinglong Mountain, which is no better.

"Stand back, everybody!"

Drink for the rest of your life.

The hundred officials who followed listened to the order, stepped back thousands of feet, their eyes full of curiosity, and stared closely ahead.

"Sheji College, out!"

For the rest of his life, his black hair was flying, and he was as calm as a mountain.

Suddenly, the sunlight dissipated, the sky turned black, and nine stone statues appeared, suspended above the nine heavens, bubbling with nine-colored glow, exuding a very different atmosphere.

Each breath is very unique.

The writer is elegant, heroic and upright, spotless, and independent.

The ink is both loving, chivalrous and righteous, walking on wood and stone, and stepping on broken snow.

The soldiers are treacherous, the vast Kyushu, the world is alive, and the golden iron horse.

The law is strict, supports justice, punishes chaos and evil, and blesses one side.

Strategists and strategists, plotting the world......

......

Each stone statue is a legend, and when you look at it from afar, you will be intoxicated, as if walking in a historical tunnel, unable to extricate yourself.

"Confucius?"

"Mozi?"

"Han Feizi ......"

Guo Jia, Yuan Tiangang, and Xiang Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and they recognized the identities of these stone statues at a glance, and were shocked.

Could it be that the Ming Kingdom will also open the era of a hundred schools?

A game of ideas?

The inheritance of Chinese culture mostly began with the contention of a hundred schools of thought, and in the collision and integration of ideas, a brilliant civilization was formed.

"Today, Confucianism!"

"Today, Chuangmo Family!"

"Today, the Soldier Maker!"

"Today, Dharma-maker!"

"Today, create a Zonghengjia!"

"Today, Founder Taoist!"

"Today, the Creator of the Doctor!"

"Today, create a martial artist!"

"Today, create a yin and yang family!"

"Sheji College, focusing on nine ways, cultivating students, and being loyal to the national ......"

The majestic voice echoed all around, and the nine stone statues were like gods, emitting a mysterious light all over their bodies, covering the sky and the sun, and in an instant, they covered the entire Zhongjing.

If at this time, someone looks at Zang Tianling from afar, they will be shocked to find that nine pillars of light are soaring into the sky, running through heaven and earth.

The endless breath echoed between heaven and earth, the scorching sun dissipated, the stars twinkled, and the starlight swayed, enveloping a radius of hundreds of miles.

In the sky above Zhongjing, two golden dragons of luck circled, emitting a joyful dragon chant, and the luck converged and doubled, especially the color of the red dragon, faintly showing signs of transformation into the golden dragon.

When the dragon becomes a golden dragon, it is when the Ming Dynasty becomes a dynasty of luck.

Obviously, the establishment of the College of Social Sciences is very beneficial to the development of the Ming Kingdom.

Otherwise, there would not have been such a big change in luck.

Exquisite buildings, emerging out of thin air, dotted on the Qinglong Mountain, this is the place where the Sheji College preaches and teaches.

Nine stone statues shimmer and disappear in the building.

"Lord, what is the function of this academy?"

Guo Jia, who was the prime minister, stepped forward and asked, looking forward to it a little.

"Sheji College, which gathers nine kinds of avenues, can be inherited through nine stone statues. ”

Yu Sheng explained, his eyes full of shock.

Name: Sheji College!

Level: Half-Step Supreme Treasure!

Effect 1: Nine stone statues, containing the lifelong understanding of the nine saints, gifted people, can be inherited.

Effect 2: The 3,000 halls of Sheji College help people understand the effect of learning the Tao and enhance their understanding of the Tao.

Effect 3: The stone statue contains the true spirits of the nine saints, which can be summoned through spirit stones and used in battle.

Effect 4: Each type of learning can recruit 3,000 disciples, for a total of 27,000 students.

Efficacy 5: ......

From the point of view of level, the College of Social Science is only a half-step supreme treasure, but in terms of function, it is not weaker than the supreme treasure.

Perhaps, it's just a little missing!

However, the rest of his life is too weak to speak.

"Lord, what you said is true?"

Guo Jia swallowed his saliva and said excitedly.

Yu Sheng nodded and said, "Prime Minister cultivates Confucianism and Taoism, you can try it, and it will definitely not disappoint you!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

Guo Jia saluted and couldn't wait to enter the College of Social Sciences.

"Lord Wang, the last general also wants to try it!"

Xiang Yu stepped forward, and after getting the permission of the rest of his life, he entered the courtyard where the soldiers were sitting.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Tiangang stepped forward and walked into the courtyard where the Taoist family was located.

The Fire Ghost King, Chonglou, and the rest of the ministers looked at each other, a little helpless, and they sensed the repulsive power coming from the Sheji Academy.

They either practiced the ghost way, the demon way, or the local exercises, and naturally they were not accepted by the Sheji Academy.

............

For Zhao Guo, it can be said that the passing years are unfavorable, just after experiencing the defeat of the Hengling Mountain Range, and being targeted by the extermination of souls.

On the second day of the founding of the Great Qian, the Red Envoy led a large army and captured Zhao for 3,000 miles.

For a while, Zhao Guo shook up and down.

Zhongmu City!

"Lord Wang, the army of the Great Qianguo is approaching the imperial capital three hundred miles away!"

At the court meeting, the civil and military officials panicked, and a minister knelt on the ground, his face full of panic.

The strength of the Great Qianguo is too strong, and the armies along the line have been broken one after another, and they are vulnerable.

"So fast?"

King Zhao Hui's heart sank slightly, and his face was pale.

When he was the crown prince, he was worried about the throne all the time, but after sitting in this position, he felt hot again.

In the first month of his ascension to the throne, he encountered a great enemy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what now?"

King Zhao Hui asked, panicked and at a loss.

"Lord Wang, move the capital!"

An elderly minister sighed, Zhao State's family has been defeated, and the Great Qianguo has taken the strong princes as the vanguard, how should this be fought?

I can't fight!

"Weichen agrees, when moving the capital, we also have to ask for the assistance of Qin, Qi, and Daming, they have enmity with Daqian, and they will not sit idly by!"

Another minister chimed in.

In the blink of an eye, all the ministers knelt on the ground.

"That'...... According to what Aiqing said, move the capital!"

King Zhao Hui had no other choice but to follow the minister's advice and issue an order to move the capital.

After the order was given, he collapsed on the imperial chair.

The thousand-year-old capital was abandoned like this, what kind of face did he have to meet his ancestors and ancestors?

Where does the majesty of Zhao remain?

"Haha, pedantic, can the relocation of the capital prevent the destruction of the Zhao Kingdom?"

At this moment, a cold voice, coming down from the Nine Heavens, contained a terrifying aura, making people's souls tremble, and they couldn't help but bow down.