Chapter 82: The Sword

"Kailing?" Wang Ling was unfamiliar with the word and asked, "What is that?" ”

Li Zongyuan: "It is said that many people know these things when they are young, and the reason why no one tells you is because your father, he wanted to wait until you were sixteen years old to teach you this knowledge in person, so your mother has not told you." ”

Wang Ling's eyes were gloomy: "Why wait until I'm sixteen years old?" ”

When Li Zongyuan saw him like this, he knew that he had just mentioned Wang Ai and touched on his sadness, so he sighed secretly in his heart, but pretended not to see anything, "Because the entrance age of Qiyao School Palace is sixteen years old." ”

"What does this have to do with the Qiyao Academy?" Wang Ling was puzzled by this.

Li Zongyuan: "This is related to the enlightenment I told you, enlightenment needs to use your 'Dao' as a guide, your father is worried that telling you early will make you have a purpose in the process of seeking the 'Dao', which will make you blind and hesitant, and a pure person is often easier to embark on the path that is in line with himself." That's why, he didn't plan to tell you until you were sixteen years old, not only you, but your brother Wang Zhao must have just knew, he didn't tell you in the letter, he just wanted to tell you through my mouth, after all, I am your master now, and I know better when I should tell you these things. ”

Wang Ling didn't seem to understand, so he asked again: "Then what is enlightenment?" ”

Li Zongyuan: "Before understanding the Enlightenment, you must first know who the object of the Enlightenment is, but someone has told you what the 'instrument' is?" ”

Wang Ling shook his head, and the old man continued: "Everyone comes to this world, they have their own way to go, for us warriors, life is just a process of our enlightenment, and the instrument is the reliance of our own enlightenment, it can also be said that the instrument itself is the path chosen by a warrior. It can be any weapon in the hand, or it can be a person's beloved thing, on this road, the weapon and the owner of the weapon are closely connected, the two are mutually dependent, and each other witnesses their respective growth. ”

Wang Ling was confused when he heard this, and said, "Master, will the instrument also grow?" ”

"Of course, but you need the martial artist to pour the way he seeks into the weapon, and then the weapon will produce the weapon pattern, and the weapon pattern can have an amplifying effect on the weapon itself, the deeper your own Dao comprehension, the more the number of weapon patterns, and the greater the power of the weapon."

"Then how do I infuse my martial arts into the weapon?" Wang Ling was studious and asked.

Li Zongyuan: "This is the point I want to say, every branch of the Qiyao School Palace, there is a nurturing spirit stone, the answer you want comes from this spirit stone, just stand in front of the spirit stone, meditate on your own way, and then hit the spirit stone with your own instrument, the spirit stone will be in the moment of contact, your Tao will be integrated into the device, so that you are closely connected with your own device, and then the device will activate the device pattern." ”

"This process is called enlightenment."

"Kailing is actually also a student qualification test, and the freshmen who can't open the device pattern either don't find the path they are pursuing, or they vaguely find it but hesitate, and the result is that such students will face the second round of elimination from the school palace and will not be able to enroll."

"I see, Master." Wang Ling paused, and then continued: "Master, how many patterns can be activated when the spirit is opened? ”

The old man pondered, and simply took the opportunity to pour all this knowledge into him: "When the spirit is opened, you can activate up to three instrument patterns, according to the number of instrument patterns, the Qiyao Holy Palace will divide the students' qualifications into three levels, one pattern is mortal, two lines are earth, and three lines are heaven. The prefecture-level qualifications that emerge every year are extremely rare, and the heaven-level qualifications are even rarer, and the mortal-level qualifications still account for the majority. ”

For these, Wang Ling felt that it didn't matter, no matter what his qualifications were, it was all given by his parents, just work hard.

"You said that the instrument will grow with the owner, in this case, people have a realm, do they also have grades?"

The old man nodded and said: "In today's world, there is a clear division of the grade of the vessel, mainly with reference to the number of vessels, three to eight lines for mortal products, nine to fifteen lines for holy products, and more than fifteen lines can be called immortal products." So far, the immortal artifact with the most activator patterns has eighteen vessel patterns, and I haven't heard of any more. ”

Wang Ling: "Then if my weapon is a sword, just like my father's four questions, how is it different from an ordinary sword?" ”

Li Zongyuan: "That's a good question, the difference between the two is that each weapon is endowed with a supernatural power at the moment when the instrument pattern is activated, and the owner of the instrument can control and use this power at will. ”

Wang Ling's pupils shrank, he never thought that there would be such a mysterious thing in the world.

Wang Ling finally understood the importance of this exam: "That's why you said that I must take this exam." But what are the spring exams? ”

Li Zongyuan: "The content of the exam is mainly five main courses, namely business, music, poetry, martial arts, and political theory. ”

"So much!" Wang Ling was shocked.

"How? As a holy place for cultivating talents in the Tianhong Continent, the knowledge imparted by the Qiyao Academy Palace is far more than that, and you will understand it when you go. ”

Li Zongyuan knew that many years ago, the one in the palace specially invited a great Confucian for the general's mansion to be responsible for the studies of the two sons, but looking at the appearance of this kid, Li Zongyuan thought of him running to this mountain every once in a while, and guessed that Wang Lingzhun had not skipped class.

Looking at Wang Ling's embarrassed appearance, Li Zongyuan shook the chopsticks in his hand: "Don't panic, you don't have to take all five exams, the school palace has a rule that at least one exam can be taken in the spring exam every year, but if you are interested, no one will stop you from taking the five exams together." Li Zongyuan said.

"Really?!" Wang Ling jumped up in surprise, only to bump into the master's angry gaze.

Wang Ling scratched his head with some shame, and said with a sneer: "I'm also worried that I won't pass the exam, and I won't even have the qualification to open the spirit, so I'm embarrassed to you, Master." ”

Li Zongyuan snorted and ignored him, and continued: "The test results are divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D, each level is ninth, as long as you get a score of grade B or above, you will be considered to have passed. However, only if you pass all five exams and one of them achieves a grade A grade, you will be considered a graduate. ”

Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "In other words, as long as I can get the seventh grade in the martial arts exam, I will pass it!" ”

"That's right." Li Zongyuan picked up a piece of crispy meat and put it in his mouth, then took a sip of wine, looking satisfied.

Suddenly, a crucial question came to mind: "Where should I find my own utensils, Master?" ”

Li Zongyuan didn't speak, he reached out and grabbed it behind him, and the dark iron rod instantly started.

He took the burning stick to him, holding it in one hand and the tip of the stick in the other.

The corners of Wang Ling's eyes twitched, and his expression was a little embarrassed, after all, he was not interested in sticks, let alone a burning stick, could it be that the master wanted to pursue the way of a man by himself?

Just as he was in doubt, a black light suddenly bloomed in front of him, and the sound of a sword sounded in his ears, which lasted for a long time.

When I looked at it, I saw a black sword shadow, slowly pulling out of the burning stick.

It's a sword!