A dream in spring and autumn, duckweed. Fate gathers and scatters, ten miles long pavilion......

The sea of clouds on the top of the mountain rolls, and it is beautiful and changing, like a fairyland. In the middle, there is a vast land with splendid mountain flowers and fairy birds flying. There is also a large pine forest, green and swaying in the wind. The breeze blew, and the sound of pine waves and clouds sounded.

In the middle, a farmhouse-like house is located between the clouds and the sea of daffodils, simple and quiet, blending into the heaven and earth, and not provoking the thoughts of the world. Compared with the Hongru Academy, there is less secular controversy here, and more of a comfortable and peaceful indifference.

The premises were preceded by a rather large building. The main hall, supported by nine giant trees, is infinitely smaller, but it is quite similar to a pavilion for resting. It's just that it's built too big, and it feels a bit nondescript. In the center of the pavilion is enshrined a rather elegant old man, holding a bald pen in his hand and holding it high above his head, his deep eyes staring at the vastness, as if containing heaven and earth.

At the top of the pavilion, in the direction facing the bald pen, two vigorous and powerful characters seem to be inlaid and floating-"Spring and Autumn".

Flying away, with everything in your sleeves. Wang Meng used to only listen to it as a story, but this morning completely subverted his cognition. An old man looked at everyone with a smile, and with a flick of his robe, Wang Meng only felt dizzy in his head, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come here.

Standing in front of the pavilion, Xiao Fat entered the Hongru Academy for nearly ten years, and the disciples who set foot on the Enlightenment Academy for the first time had not yet woken up from the horror in their sleeves, and were shocked by the strange scene in front of them, and the face that had been pretending to be majestic and sluggish all day was rarely shocked.

"A gentleman is happy and not angry", the great master's earnest admonition has been abandoned by everyone at this moment.

"Wang Meng, this is the Enlightenment Academy, the place of the immortals is different. I regret that I didn't have it at the beginning, I have suffered for so many years in that ghost place...... "The fat man pulled Wang Meng's clothes, and his fat face was full of envy and jealousy.

Wang Meng didn't pay attention to the little fat man, just stared at the statue in a daze.

The little fat man was slightly stunned, and suddenly said, "Hey, I seem to have seen this pen somewhere, by the way, Wang Meng, don't you also have such one?"

"Hey, there's a word here?" The people who had been numb for a long time were now curious babies, and suddenly became interested in everything.

Wang Meng woke up from his distraction, and looked in the direction of exclamation, a line of handwriting was carved on the giant wood that had just entered the pavilion, like a couplet, and it seemed to be carved at random. After endless years, the handwriting has become a little blurry, and if you don't look closely, you really can't see it.

"A dream in spring and autumn, duckweed. Fate gathers and scatters, ten miles long pavilion ......"

Wang Meng looked around along the nine pillars and saw a lot of handwriting. It's hard to imagine that such a vast and magnificent building, as the most atmospheric building of the temple, has been graffiti at will.

"Hey, that's a strange question. 'Husband, what do people think about heaven and earth?' How could such disrespectful words appear here?" the little fat man said suddenly.

Wang Meng's heart moved, and following Xiaopang's gaze, a few strong and powerful characters were written on the barrel of the pen above the tall stone statue.

"Where, why can't I see it?" someone walked over curiously, looking around.

The little fat man pointed to the barrel of the pen and said, "Isn't that that?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, the stone statue was four or five people tall, and the bald pen was no more than the length of a person's arm, just in the shadow at the top of the pavilion. Not to mention that you can read the handwriting clearly, it would be nice to be able to see the colors clearly. Someone smiled and said, "Fatty, you look like a see-through eye." There are a lot of fairies here, be careful that your thief's eye is gouged out......"

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The crisp bell echoed in the mountains, and then dozens of figures flew out of the farmhouse, shining brightly, like a fairy traveling......

"It's not kind, it's not authentic, it's not kind, it's not free. Why can't the four disciples of this Grandmaster be included in the 'Dao' quota?"

"Grandmaster, are you unreasonable? You've been talking all night. At the beginning, it was your old man's idle boredom, saying that he was going to take over the Hongru Academy. There have been no outstanding characters in my Purple Mountain for several consecutive sessions, and the number of places in Purple Mountain has been reduced every year. If the Enlightenment Academy doesn't fight for it, how will the Purple Mountain raise its head in the Spring and Autumn Period in the future?"

"Yes, Great Grandmaster, your four great disciples can just follow the worldly disciples to discuss the Tao. If this continues, my Purple Mountain will really become the laughing stock of the Great Zhou Kingdom......"

Yu Fuzi and a few old people, who had not been seen in the past seven years, came to the starling standing on the shoulders of the monkey. The monkey entered the Purple Mountain and has been completely reduced to the horse of the starling. Whenever Wang Meng saw the monkey's complaining eyes, he only had silent sympathy.

"Enlightenment is free, and then it depends on what virtues you disciples have. Each face is sluggish, shaped like a withered tree, which has a bit of young vitality. This is not kind, not authentic, not benevolent, not free. Delay the children, and the legacy is endless. The son does not teach, and the teacher is lazy. Reflect yourselves, and learn yourselves......"

In the majestic teachings of the starling, the faces of several old people around the monkey turned completely black into the bottom of the pot, their faces kept twitching, and some people clenched their fists tightly, as if they were about to swing them out at any time.

"Not kind, not authentic, not kind, not free. People's hearts are not ancient, and then look at the disciples of this grandmaster, each instrument is lofty, and the dragon and phoenix are among the people...... Boys, show them the spirit"

"The supreme and omnipotent, the great master of Confucianism and erudition, Haotian has a good teaching, and virtue is worthy ......of heaven and earth," Wang Meng and everyone shook their spirits, chanting in unison, the momentum was so prosperous, and they felt that they could really dominate heaven and earth.

"See? The disciples of this sect master are all knowledgeable and full of energy. You're not kind......"

A stage for one man, a show for a bird. The mouth is like a river, and there is no sign of stopping. Wang Meng and the others had already had enough of the devastation, so they could bear it. However, the disciples standing behind Yu Fuzi and the others had convulsions, and there were faint signs of weakness, feeling countless flies circling over their heads, but they didn't dare to reach out and shoot them.

Master Yu's solemn face couldn't help twitching a few times, and he cleared his throat and said, "Grandmaster, you have taught us to be taught. They all belong to the Purple Mountain and are our disciples, and the old man can't be biased. If you always want your disciples to represent the Enlightenment Academy, you must have the Dao Dharma. In this way, your old man will choose a disciple to compete, and the winner will have a place for the word 'Dao' to him."

"Grandmaster, it's only better than 'Dao Fa'" someone next to him immediately emphasized.

"You ......"

The starling spoke again, and the teachings kept going, and time passed slowly. Wang Meng and the other people in the Hongru Academy listened solemnly, as if they were quite taught. But my heart is suffering from great pain. Fortunately, it has endured for many years and has the ability to resist.

The Grandmaster taught that even if you don't want to listen, you have to listen, even if you cover your ears, you can hear clearly. Wang Meng even suspects that the deaf cannot escape the nightmare.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Suddenly, a howl like a wolf came out behind Yu Fuzi, interrupting the starling's gushing. Everyone followed the sound and saw a young disciple foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolling up, and his hands dancing, as if he were crazy.

Wang Meng and the other disciples of the Hongru Academy looked at the crazy disciples with sympathy, thinking of what had happened to them, and secretly felt sad.

And the surrounding disciples of the Enlightenment Academy temporarily got rid of the voice of the starling brother, and kept panting, and their faces were not much better than those of the crazy disciples.

The starling was slightly stunned, cleared his throat and said, "The way of education, this son has already understood, and he is very pleased with the teacher." This Sect Master sent six disciples to participate in the ...... of the Dao character on the word 'Dao'"

"Six?" someone beside Yu Fuzi wondered.

"Be cautious ......" The old man who brought Wang Meng up stopped the person who spoke with a dark face, and at the same time looked at the starling with palpitations.

The starling didn't care about it this time, and said, "The four disciples of Meilan Zhuju under the seat of this grandmaster, well, plus the two of them, ......" said and pointed at Wang Meng and Zeng Xiaotian with his hand.

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the starling in confusion. Zeng Xiaotian knew that he had obtained magical skills, but although he was set up as an example of the Hongru Academy, this seemed to have nothing to do with the Taoist competition.

"As the Grandmaster said. The temple focuses on Taoism. For the sake of fairness, the disciples who have entered the mountain gate in the past ten years participated. Senior Brother Li, you are responsible for discussing the Tao for an hour. Grandmaster, I'll wait for someone to come in the Spring and Autumn Period......" Before Master Yu's words landed, he left this place wrapped in a monkey with a flick of his robe.

The heavens and the earth were instantly quiet, and everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. For the disciples of the Enlightenment Academy, it is simply the most miserable purgatory in the world. Before entering the mountain, it was said that the loneliness of the temple could make people crazy, but now it seems to be heaven.

The old man who brought everyone from the Confucian Academy here shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Wang Meng and the others, "You two have not studied Taoism, so don't worry too much about the competition." Where are the four nephews of Mei Lan and Zhuju?"

"See Uncle Li Chunfeng......"

The wind was loud, a huge bird suddenly arrived, and four young scholars who were so handsome that the woman was jealous, with a kind smile on their faces like a spring breeze, floated down.

Wang Meng and the others were also quite curious to look at the legendary four disciples. The masters are different, and their appearances are so eye-catching.

Li Chunfeng frowned and said, "This time it is mainly Dao Fa, and from this moment on, as long as you wait for the four of you to speak, you will lose ......."

"Uncle Shi, this is a bad statement. I'll wait ......"

"Shut up, if you open your mouth again, the old man will not sentence you to be out, and directly seal your spiritual sense, so that it will be difficult for you to open your mouth for the rest of your life......"

Wang Meng and the other disciples of the Hongru Academy held back their laughter and almost suffocated their internal injuries. Looking at what the Grandmaster did, it is conceivable that the four disciples have obtained their true transmission.

Li Chunfeng turned around with a dark face and pointed casually, "The six of you are out of the ranks......