Bi Sheng, a native of Zhihe Village, Qizhou Town, Southern Song Dynasty. There are five members in the family: a seriously ill grandfather, hard-working parents, and an uncle who is 20 years old and has not yet started a family.

When Bi Sheng was one year old, his village was flooded, his grandfather and parents drowned, and he escaped with the desperate protection of his uncle. The home was destroyed, and the uncle and nephew could only beg along the road, and they became beggars and disciples for a year, and finally drifted to the city of Hangzhou.

Although his uncle did not learn and did not know how to do it, he was a righteous hero, and often drew a sword to help him when he saw injustice, so he won the respect and love of the people, and soon gained a firm foothold in Hangzhou. A year later, they married a wife, and the couple barely made ends meet by selling tofu.

Although the family was poor, his aunt was very strict with her uncle and nephew, bought a lot of old books for them to study, and was determined to train Bi Sheng to become a talent. Bi Sheng also worked hard and did not live up to his aunt's good intentions.

When Bi Sheng was ten years old, he was happy to have a son in his family, and the burden of his uncle and aunt was suddenly much heavier. The aunt refused at first, but Bi Sheng said that he could not only reduce the burden on the family, but also read books for free in the bookstore, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone, and the aunt finally reluctantly agreed.

In this life, it is a great honor to encounter something worthy of one's own hard study. As soon as Bi Sheng entered the bookstore as a craftsman for engraving and printing, he fell in love with this job and indulged in it all day long. He may have been born to carve workers.

At this time, the only book printing methods were fund-raising, rubbing, and engraving printing. Engraving printing is simply to engrave graphics and texts on wooden boards and print them with ink. The specific operation is to paste the neat manuscript on a smooth wooden board of a certain thickness, and the front of the thin and almost transparent manuscript paper is attached to the wooden board, and the characters become reversed, and the strokes are clear and legible. When printing, the ink is applied to the raised font, and then the paper is covered on it, and the back of the paper is gently wiped, and the handwriting is left on the paper.

Bi Sheng's work is to cut off the part of the layout without handwriting, but he feels that this printing method is cumbersome, laborious, and time-consuming, not only inconvenient to store, but also difficult to correct if there are typos. So he studied hard, experimented all day long, and turned white sideburns at a young age. It's just that five years have passed, but it's still at a loss.

Sometimes the sudden burst of inspiration in life is really a stroke of genius for research and experimentation. One day, the little nephew played with his neighbors at home, making pots, bowls, tables, chairs, pigs, and people out of mud, and lined them up as he pleased. Bi Sheng's eyes lit up at that time, and he thought: Why don't I come to play at home too? Isn't it possible to use clay to carve a single-word seal and arrange it into an article at will? Ha ha! O my good nephew! What a lucky little star for me!

As the saying goes, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, if he hadn't focused on it all year round, I'm afraid that even if he had watched every house 10,000 times, he would never have thought of using clay as a printing tool. He soon began to practice, and after half a year, he invented the "cement movable type printing" that is more convenient and fast to print!

The production procedure is: first use the cement to make a single word with a unified specification, burn it hard with fire, make it a movable type of cement, and then classify them in the wooden grid, and generally use a few to dozens of words to prepare for typesetting. When typesetting, use a framed iron plate as the bottom support, apply a layer of pine resin, wax, paper ash mixed to make of medicine, and then pick out the required clay movable type one by one from the spare wooden grid, row into the frame, row full to become a version, and then roast with fire. Wait for the agent to melt slightly, flatten the literal surface with a flat plate, and after the agent cools and solidifies, it becomes a version. When printing, as long as the ink is brushed on the version, the paper is applied, and a certain amount of pressure is added. After printing, the agent is baked with fire, and the cement movable type will fall off from the iron plate with a slight shake, and it can be used again next time.

This invention did not cause much of a sensation at the time, and only people in the circle admired it. But what Bi Sheng didn't know was that later generations would rank his invention as one of the four great inventions in China, and his name would go down in history for hundreds of generations!

Obviously, Bi Sheng didn't care about how the future generations would evaluate, he still kept studying, in addition to clay type, he successively invented tin type, wooden type, copper type, lead type, etc., and the creation of movable type printing has reached the peak of the realm.

The so-called sincerity is the opening of the golden stone, Bi Sheng not only provided convenience for later generations of printing, but also benefited a lot from himself. In ten years of hard research, he has already unconsciously possessed a strong internal force, he has visited famous teachers to enlighten the Tao, but because of the peculiar skills can not get any guidance, he also gave up the study of internal force, and once again obsessed with a new invention - stone movable type printing.

This invention almost exhausted all his efforts, and he unconsciously blessed the creation with internal force, and after a year of sleepless and painstaking research and experimentation, he actually created a magic weapon that can be used in actual combat, Bi Sheng called it - the first generation of seals!

That is, on the day when the first Yin came out, Fu Zhi's soul came naturally, and all the questions about the peculiar internal force were solved, and he soon wrote a peerless secret book - "Movable Type Divine Skill"!

Later, it was the story of the founding of Egret Academy.

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The first generation of seals is unique in the world, even if there are imitations and successful creators, the sub-seals in their hands are by no means as powerful as the first seals. The original printing body is a neatly cut white stone stele, empty word, its power lies in the use of "movable type magic", such as the rockery battlefield at this time, Bi Sheng silently recited a "fixed" word in his mouth, the first generation of the inscription tablet suddenly appeared a series of simple strokes, horizontal and vertical skimming, etc., these strokes quickly formed dozens of black "Ding" words, from the tablet to the internal force bullets flying in the distance, at the moment of hitting the bullet, the bullet seemed to be really cast, all were fixed in mid-air, and then dissipated into the invisible after a while.

This method should not be called martial arts, but also immortal arts, and the first generation seal is not a weapon, but a magic weapon, which is used by the caster Bi Sheng, which is more concise and convenient than the attack methods used by the nine sets of Egret Academy, and the power is even more different.

A simple word "Ding" is only the most basic attack method of the first generation of Yin, before Bi Sheng used the strength of one person to resist many division commanders of the Mercenary Alliance, he used the word "Ding", exerting less than one percent of his strength, as for more powerful means, Bi Sheng can't use it now, because he was seriously injured.

He lived in a cage all the year round, his health was already very poor, and once he broke free, he lost a lot of internal strength, and then he fought with Jing Muluo and others, not only injured, but also seriously exhausted. Just when dozens of "falling" words shot down the enemy who was about to jump into the courtyard, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and a trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Dean-sama!"

"Dean Bi!"

Tang Hong, Wan Xin, Zhou Zhou and the others shouted loudly, but they saw Bi Sheng swallowing blood with difficulty, and waved his hand to say that it was okay, but how could Tang Hong and the others rest assured? Wanxin can't let this great man in the technological world fall in his own mansion, that is really a deep sin.

"Dean Bi, let's withdraw!" After hesitating for a moment, he finally said what was in his heart.

Bi Sheng frowned and asked, "Why?" while using the means of "fixing" and "falling". ”

Wanxin wiped a handful of coagulated blood on his face, and said abruptly: "Manpower is sometimes exhausted, the way of heaven has its own determination, if God is destined to destroy my demon army, why bother to take your life in vain......"

After finishing his words, Tang Hong also hurriedly persuaded: "Yes, Lord Dean, even if you want to repay the kindness of the Fire Protector, you don't have to work so hard!" Egret Academy still needs you to preside over the overall situation! ”

"Ridiculous!" Bi Sheng didn't want to scold him, and said, "Master Tang, have you read all your sage books into the dog's stomach?" The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, and even more so, the fire protector has the grace of reinvention for me, how can I abandon it? Don't say that a life is a gamble in the next life, as a cow and a horse, Bi Sheng is also grateful and never dares to forget! ”

"But didn't you save her life too? It's also a flattening ......" Zhen Chuan held the Tianbao pen in one hand, and killed an enemy who jumped over the wall with one stroke, and muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this, Bi Sheng's brows furrowed even tighter, what have these students learned over the years? How can there be such a thing as "reciprocation" of kindness? They are so selfish, but is it still my original intention to start Egret Academy?

He just wanted to open his mouth to educate a few words, but he heard a shout of killing from outside the courtyard wall in the east, and immediately a student came to report: "The garden on the north side has been completely captured by the forces of Xicheng, and the two sides are attacking the main gate, and Dongfang and the others are also defeated and returned to the house, please make a decision as soon as possible!" ”

Bi Sheng was still thinking about it in his heart, but he hurriedly said, "Dean Bi, let's withdraw!" If the Xicheng and Fenglin Alliance come to kill, we will be attacked by the enemy on our backs, and we will not be able to hold out for long, and now we can only meet with the Xiao Army Master and the Eastern Sect Master, and we will desperately send you out of the house! ”

Regarding "going out of the house", Bi Sheng directly ignored it, but now he really can't guard the rockery on the west side alone, he can only meet with other people, whether he is alive or dead, resigned to fate!

He quickly made a decision, and immediately ordered: "Everyone evacuate with me, go to guard the room of the Yan Alliance Lord, if there are those who do not want to follow, Bi will not be embarrassed, surrender or kill, you can make your own plans!" ”

After he finished speaking, he took the lead to leave, Wanxin and Zhou Zhou followed reluctantly, Tang Hong and Zhen Chuanyi also shook their heads helplessly, and followed, although all the academy disciples knew that it was a mortal ending, but none of them chose to surrender, Bailu Academy was their home, and Bi Sheng was their eternal soul master, how could they leave him at this time?

The survivors of the tripartite battlefield retreated while killing the enemy, and soon gathered together, the small courtyard was crowded with people, and the smell of blood was extremely strong. In front of the closed door, all the leaders were tired and bloodstained, but they were determined to die.

In just a short time, the leaders of the coalition army were killed outside the courtyard wall, not only Feng Linwan, Toys, Cheng Zhiwen and others, but also dozens of Supreme Alliance Alsace and Southern Beggars Gang Xie Qixian, at this time, as long as they showed up, they could be regarded as participating in the battle, and their benefits were always indispensable.

Inside the small courtyard gate, there were the students of the Egret Academy with a fierce face, a few steps away, Feng Lin looked at Xiao Lin and the others from a distance outside the courtyard gate, put away the iron fan, and shouted loudly: "What are you still holding onto? What if Yan Yunxing goes online? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight, even if there is only one person left in my demon legion, I will fight to the end!" Xiao Xiao took a piece of clothing handed over by the style, and put it on carefully, inevitably touching the burned skin, and he was in a cold sweat, but he shouted this inspiring sentence.

"Shame on the face!" Feng Linwan scolded angrily, and was about to give the final attack order, but he listened to Tao Yuxiang behind him and persuaded: "The defeat of the demon army is decided, and we don't need to fight hard, why don't we besiege here, just wait for them to run out of ammunition and food, and naturally they will be defeated with one blow." ”

Shui Zhong's eyes showed disdain, and he squinted at Tao Yuxiang, he had never had a good face for this sworn enemy of Yangzhou.

"Huh...... Don't you think it's too late to make suggestions at this time and show the Supreme's sense of existence? How much do you think a scrap can benefit you? Amusing! ”

Feng Lin naturally won't take care of the peach rain in the evening, which green onion is he? Worthy of speaking here?

"Attack, destroy me......" Feng Lin didn't finish his order, but a large group of people rushed behind him, and the old man in the lead saw the corpses of many Egret Academy disciples lying on the ground, his face showed remorse, and he stopped sharply: "Slow down!" My Egret Academy is not dead yet! ”