"This is the academy, you will study here in the future."

Ding Chen took Zhang Hao to Shangjing Academy, the academy is huge, there are hundreds, as the great Confucian of the world, Ding Chen is one of the three vice presidents of Shangjing Academy, and the dean is now Wu Mengqi, the old court cabinet.

Several priests had seen Ding Chen.

"This is my novice student Zhang Hao, so let's arrange it in the first-class class."

Ding Chen turned around and said to Zhang Hao: "Class A will be very difficult for you now, but you are my Ding Chen and my student, I will not let you go to other classes, you must do well, and do better, if you don't understand anything you can write down, every night I will assess what you have learned that day, if you can't meet my requirements after a year, it can only be said that there is no teacher-student relationship between you and me." ”

"It's the teacher."

Zhang Hao sat in the classroom, how did he feel like he had returned to the taste of college, students can choose whether to come to class or not, the seats can be sat at will, these teachings are even simpler, just arrange the study tasks and don't care.

During the break, these students talked together and agreed to go to the restaurant in the evening to sing and chant.

In this era, reading is still basically a privilege only for wealthy families, and it is difficult for ordinary people to afford a student.

Zhang Hao is very serious, he also closes his life, reading and writing like an ordinary person.

"You write very well, your memory is good, and even the articles you write are very good." A teacher observed Zhang Hao for three days, and he could be accepted as a student by the Great Confucian Dingchen, such a person should be very remarkable, but with his observation, he found that Zhang Hao was really empty, but there was no trace of literary condensation.

"But there is no essence at all, and the article is dead without essence."

Zhang Hao nodded, but he was a little bitter in his heart, he had experienced all the questions and questions, but most of them were formulas, even if he wrote something, he either asked someone to do it for him or he didn't want to live directly with his mother, if he wanted to make himself feel something, it was difficult, more difficult than cultivation.

"Cultivating the mind, calming the qi, and introspection." This edict gave Zhang Hao six words.

In the evening, I came to Ding's mansion, saluted, and told Ding Chen about today's homework.

Ding Chen didn't say it was good, nor did he say it bad.

However, when Zhang Hao was leaving, he also gave him two words: "Seriously." ”

Two days later, Zhang Hao wrote a static character again, the font was floating out of the dust, and there was a faint white light flashing on it, which was a ray of light that could make people calm down.

Is this the mystery, Zhang Hao smiled, picked up the pen and wrote seriously.

Ding Chen was surprised when he saw Zhang Hao's words, he couldn't have imagined that this student, who didn't even have the fire of Wenhua, could write such a pair of words with aura in such a short time.

The quality of a pair of words depends on the strength of the aura inside, and it is obvious that the calligraphy and painting in front of you is not bad compared to those students who have studied hard for ten years, and even the aura contained in it is more comfortable, as if with a great relief and a great sense of freedom.

"It's not enough, this book, when you can read it completely, is coming to me."

The book "Huang Tingjing" is placed on Ding Chen's desk, the corners are very worn, but the pages are kept very clean and tidy, Ding Chen loves this book very much, and reads two volumes every day.

Although Zhang Hao was puzzled, he still thanked the teacher and took the book back to his yard.

When he looked at the line, Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and tapped his eyebrows slightly with his fingers.

This Huang Ting Sutra turned out to be a treasure, if you don't pay attention to it, I'm afraid you won't be able to read a word clearly, it's vague, and you can only see what is written on it clearly if you use your spiritual power.

Zhang Hao has not yet ignited the fire of wisdom and literature, Ding Chen doesn't think that Zhang Hao can read the words on it clearly, more of a beating, and doesn't want him to be complacent just after making a little achievement.

That is, Zhang Hao, if he is replaced by someone else, Ding Chen will definitely not be from the outside world.

Da Confucianism is also a human being, this Huang Ting Jing has been held in Da Confucian's hands since he was a scholar, and he even looks more important than his own family.

Wearing this book on the body can make people full of energy and spirits, whether it is writing or reading, it has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

Although Zhang Hao sealed the fountain of life, his spiritual power was not closed, and he read it page by page.

When I finished reading this book, three days had passed, and on the Huang Tingjing, a wisp of white flame jumped above Zhang Hao's soul, and then burned higher and higher, and finally turned green.

But the green flame didn't last long before it turned red.

This level can already be the same as Qin Changsheng, Duan Lun, Li Mu and others, they are full of talent, and the articles they write are full of aura, and the calligraphy and paintings they write have magical power.

But then the flame of his wisdom turned purple, and like the Great Confucian Dingchen, the shape of a book naturally condensed on his head.

The flame stays here and does not move, and upwards is the saint.

Zhang Hao thought for a while, his body moved, and the next moment he appeared at the door of the school captain Wang Xuanshi's house.

"Senior brother, please."

Zhang Hao just appeared, the door had been opened, and the voice appeared directly in the room, such a powerful perception ability was only stronger than Zhang Hao.

"Hey, haha, congratulations to my junior brother for achieving the position of a great Confucian." Wang Xuanshi laughed, in just a few days, he can achieve Confucianism, such spiritual power and perception are absolutely amazing.

Zhang Hao smiled and said disapprerovingly: "It's just that I have found some tricks, it's nothing." ”

Wang Xuanshi nodded, he knew more about Confucianism than Zhang Hao.

However, if you want to achieve Confucianism, you must go through condensation, condensation, Wentao, and Wu Luo finally becomes Wenhua's will, every step is difficult to walk, and no one may necessarily reach the realm of Wentao when he is old.

That's why no one asks about the cold window for ten years, and the world knows that it will become famous!

Among the core disciples, there are not no people who have achieved great Confucianism, but how many years has it taken, three years or four years, Zhang Hao's time to achieve great Confucianism is too fast, surpassing any one else.

"Senior brother, I still have some things to ask for my senior brother's help when I come here this time."

Zhang Hao explained his intention, he felt that he had touched a trace of the key to sanctification, and he was not satisfied with becoming a great Confucian.

It is worth mentioning that he doesn't know what it will be like when he becomes holy, if he makes his own arrangements, he may be able to isolate the probes of the people around him, but will he be kicked out of here by the old man Xuanhuang.

Since we want to advance to sanctification, we must have complete certainty.

Xuan Shi nodded and said: "Senior brother is not wrong to think about it, when you become holy, the sky will appear a vision, all saints will come to congratulate, the country will be full of books, and even the national fortune will be affected, even if you make a move to arrange the hair world, it is useless." ”

This world is a small world controlled by Luofu Mountain, and the outer disciples don't even have the qualifications to know.

Xuan Shi sent a message, and it didn't take long for the message to come back.

"Come with me." Xuan Shi didn't say anything, the two of them sat in a sedan chair, and they came to the palace ten minutes later.

Hyun Shi handed over the waist card, and the guard checked it carefully, even looked inside the sedan chair, and let the two people enter.

A eunuch was at the door of the side hall, saw the two of Xuan Shi, and said coldly: "When you see the saint, you know what to say and what not to say, the saint is in a good mood today and wants to ask about some information." ”

This eunuch is definitely a strong man, the qi and blood on his body have reached the realm of returning to the basics, and he has reached the peak of the martial god, and he is only one step away from advancing to the heavenly martial arts, which is terrifying.

Hyun Shi nodded repeatedly.

The eunuch looked at Zhang Hao's body, a trace of surprise flashed in his eagle-like eyes, Zhang Hao sealed the life mansion, and he naturally saw through his Confucian breath.

There are a total of 4,363 great Confucians in Luo Guo, all of which are recorded, but how come I haven't seen this person.

Xuan Shi walked in with Zhang Hao, and there was a middle-aged man standing at the top, wearing a yellow dragon robe, with a majestic face, not angry and arrogant, and controlling thousands of lives and deaths.

"Xuanshi greets Uncle Ancestor!"

"Well, the heart has grown a little, but this realm has not been improved, and it still needs to be patient for a few years."

"Yes, Uncle Shi."

The emperor turned around, looked at Zhang Hao, and without waiting for Zhang Hao to speak, he took the initiative to say, "Your name is Zhang Hao." ”

"Sit down." The emperor showed a smile and said: "Wang Qing has recommended a good seedling to the sect, I know about your affairs, you can break through here." ”

Wang Qing, Zhang Hao's heart shook, the old supreme guarding the Horn Demon City turned out to be the ancestor of the Wang family.

The Wang family is no longer a big family, Zhang Hao was already on the verge of becoming a third-rate force when he left the Broken Star Domain, I'm afraid their Wang family itself doesn't believe it, their ancestor is still alive.

"You are Lei Zhenzi's apprentice, just call me senior brother."

Hyun Shi almost didn't fall out of his seat when he heard this.

Lei Zhenzi is a well-known old monster, it is difficult for the core disciples to see each other, one of the three sons of Luofu, even if he is a contemporary Luofu sect master, he has to consider one or two.

He knew that Zhang Hao was the Lord of the God of War Peak, and he had also heard about Wang Qing's predecessors back then, and he had already glanced at Zhang Hao, but he didn't expect that Zhang Hao's backstage was even better than he imagined.

It is really better than a human being to die, and one of his core disciples is not as good as a person who came out of the Broken Star Domain.

"I've seen Senior Brother."

"You just take it here, there is a Spirit Gathering Array under the palace, which can also help your perception." turned around and said to Xuan Shi: "I have a Great Martial Arts Sutra here, go back and take it, don't blame me for not mentioning you all these years." ”

Xuan Shi hurriedly thanked him, the Great Martial Arts Sutra is a unique exercise of the Xuanhuang Great World Imperial Court, he came here this time, in fact, he also wanted to ask for a copy from Shi Shuzu, of course, it also consumed a lot of contribution points, but now he doesn't need it, Shi Shuzu gave it to him directly.

Looking back, I want to thank some Zhang Hao, he knows that he is stained with Zhang Hao's light.

Uncle Ancestor Wang Kong is Wang Qing's clansman, as if Uncle Wang Kong's uncle was also a person from God of War Peak back then.

The two of them left this place to Zhang Hao, and at the same time let the eunuch guard the place, and no one was allowed to enter, including his princes and princesses.

The air is burning with the top awakening incense, although it is much worse than the Buddha oil incense, but it is also very rare, that is, it is only used in places like the palace.

Sitting quietly in his chair, Zhang Hao tried to make a breakthrough.