This bamboo forest in the back mountain is deep and quiet, but although it is a bamboo forest, it does not look chaotic and disorderly, revealing a path.

Follow the road to the end, you can see a bamboo building, the bamboo building is surrounded by bluestone paving, the fallen leaves are swept clean, and some common flowers and plants are planted.

This is where the dean lives and cultivates on weekdays, which makes Su Mu feel a little surprised.

With the dean's devilish muscular physique, the place where he originally lived should have all kinds of exercise equipment used by martial artists to boil his body.

For example, what thousands of pounds of iron, what a huge axe, a mace as tall as him, and so on.

The furnishings in the bamboo building are quite simple, except for some calligraphy and paintings, there are a large number of books, and a few tables and chairs.

After everyone entered the bamboo building, they sat down casually, and the dean poured a cup of tea for Su Mu and said, "The last time I saw my junior brother, it was on your full moon wine fifteen years ago. ”

"At that time, the full moon wine, Your Majesty and other saints from all over the world gathered together, it was really grand."

"After so many years in a blink of an eye, the little baby who was not big enough for the old man's palm has now grown up."

"I think back then, your arm was only the thickness of the old man's fingers, and you still urinated on the old man's hands."

The dean said with a sigh, rubbing his fingers.

Thank you for not pinching me to death back then.

Su Mu secretly thanked the dean in his heart for not killing him, according to the dean's slap that was bigger than his head, if he accidentally used force, it was estimated that he would be gone.

The presence of the medical saint should not be able to save him, right?

After chatting about the past, the dean remembered the true purpose of welcoming Su Mu today, so he asked, "Senior Brother Su, you have been studying in the mansion for so many years, I don't know what kind of Confucianism and Taoism are now?" ”

As soon as this question came out, the other three academy masters also cheered up, and their eyes were locked on Su Mu.

That's what they're most curious about!

Su Mu is the son of a Confucian saint, but he has not been out of the house for so many years, and the realm is a mystery in the eyes of outsiders.

At the age of sixteen, Confucian Sheng achieved the fourth grade, and he was only one step away from the third grade, so would Su Mu be blue?

Hearing this question, Su Mu's whole body suddenly stiffened.

In the eyes of outsiders, he has been studying in the mansion for so many years, but in fact, his heavenly soul has not returned to its place for the past sixteen years!

Feeling the blazing gaze of the dean and several great confucians, Su Mu's mind turned sharply, and an idea quickly burst into his heart.

His face was calm, and he said lightly: "Senior brother, I have been reading hundreds of classics all these years, and I have not embarked on the road of Confucianism and Taoism. ”

"What?"

The dean and a few Confucians of the academy were all stunned when they heard this, Su Mu actually didn't set foot on the road of Confucianism and Taoism?

He is the son of a Confucian saint, if he doesn't follow Confucianism, will he not be able to cultivate the law of war?

"Pardon me for offending."

The old man with the goatee apologized, directly grabbed Su Mu's hand, and then changed his face.

Seeing this, the great Confucian with the scroll in his hand asked, "How is it?" ”

The goatee old man let go of Su Mu, and then said with a heavy face: "There is no trace of Haoran righteousness in the body, he is completely an ordinary scholar, not a Confucian cultivator." ”

At this moment, all the Confucians present were at a loss, they thought that Su Mu had at least reached the six-rank realm, and his body was full of righteousness, who knew that it was completely beyond their expectations.

"Senior brother, why is this? Have you been wasting your time in the house all these years? ”

The dean's brows furrowed, and his tone was a little heavy.

As the son of a Confucian saint, Su Mu embarked on Confucianism and Taoism, which can be said to be the son inheriting his father's business. But not only did he not embark on Confucianism, but he never even cultivated Haoran righteousness!

In this era, if you don't cultivate, you are no different from waste, even if you are a commoner or a peasant, you will practice your fists and feet, boil your body and then set foot on the cultivation path of the soldiers.

Or through the free school of the imperial court, read and reason, and cultivate a heroic and righteous spirit.

But what has Su Mu been doing in the past 16 years?

Facing the puzzled gazes of the dean and the three great Confucians, Su Mu remained calm and asked rhetorically: "My father has gone to the extreme on the road of Confucianism and Taoism. Will I be able to surpass him if I follow in my father's footsteps? If you can't surpass your father, how can the human race completely solve the problem of the demon race? ”

Su Mu's answer made the dean and several Confucians look at each other, and then sighed.

For countless years, the demon race has been a great disaster for the human race.

In today's world, it can be called a golden age, and the human race has a full five saints, and they can only resist the invasion of the demon race, and cannot hit it hard.

But even if you can't surpass Confucianism and Taoism, you can't completely stop cultivating!

Isn't this self-defeating?

The son of the Confucian saint who has been waiting for so long is just an ordinary scholar, not even as good as the most ordinary disciple in the academy?

Who will believe this?

Su Mu, who was observing the faces of the dean and the others on the side, couldn't help it, he couldn't leak it out The son of the Confucian saint had been stupid for sixteen years, right?

He also had no choice but to force the reason.

He really doesn't have a trace of righteousness in his body, so he can't read a few poems on the spot to show his literary brilliance, right?

"When I copy all the poems and articles, I won't be able to be angry and cover the sky with righteousness?"

Su Mu silently planned the future pretending route in his heart.

Copying poems and articles is pretending to be forced, and you can't mess around, you have to be particular about it.

First of all, you must not take the initiative to pretend.

Just like the situation in front of you, it would be too embarrassing if you took the initiative to pretend to copy a few poems and articles.

Only passive pretending can achieve the best effect.

For example, the current Yashan Poetry Club.

As the son of a Confucian saint, there will definitely be countless readers who want to see the poems he made.

And he didn't want to publicize it, but he was forced to make a famous poem for the ages.

Thinking of the Yashan Poetry Club, Su Mu didn't want to stay here for a while, got up and saluted slightly to the dean of Yashan Academy and several great Confucians, and said, "Senior brother, gentlemen, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." ”

Several people from Yashan Academy were regretting that Su Mu did not inherit the mantle of Confucianism, and they were not in the mood to greet Su Mu.

The dean nodded, and then with a wave of his hand, a delicate brush appeared on the table, which was the pen made of Rulin mahogany that he had said earlier.

"Senior brother, this brush is given to you, which is a welcome gift for senior brother."

"Senior Brother Xie gave me a pen."

Su Mu picked up the brush and put it in his sleeve, said goodbye to everyone, and then turned around and walked out of the bamboo building.

As soon as I went out, I saw Zhao Ming playing a red-haired bird.

The red-haired bird was grabbed by Zhao Ming's paws and carried upside down, his hair was messy, and he looked like he was chirping, obviously he didn't run away after his mouth smelled.

At this time, it saw Su Mu coming out of the bamboo building, and immediately shouted weakly: "Mu Ye save me......"

Su Mu walked over and just wanted to ask what was going on, but he saw a bubble of bird feces on Zhao Ming's head, and he knew that the red-haired bird was not wronged this time.

"Childe, what did the dean and the great scholars of the academy tell you?" Zhao Ming greeted Su Mu and asked curiously.

Su Mu turned the peach wood brush with his fingertips, and said without blushing: "Of course, I am a suave child, and I am a rare Confucian and Taoist genius in a thousand years!" ”

Zhao Ming had no doubt when he heard this, and admired in his heart: "He is worthy of being a great Confucian of Yashan Academy, and he has vision!" ”

You fart......

This kid has been demented for sixteen years, I'm afraid I don't know a word, and he is still a Confucian genius?

The red-haired bird wanted to refute Su Mu on the spot, but he really didn't have the strength, so he could only continue.

Master Bird, I, I am really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs.

Su Changqing, Su Changqing, you have made me miserable!

Putting away the peach wood pen, Su Mu couldn't wait to leave the bamboo building and led Zhao Ming to Yashan Academy.

Poetry Club, how many traversers are looking forward to the place of coercion?

……

Inside the bamboo building.

After Su Mu left, the scene was silent.

After a long time, the dean poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "What do you all think?" ”

Today, he led several great Confucians to come over to see Su Mu, the son of a Confucian saint, but the result was not satisfactory.

Who would have thought that the son of the Confucian sage would be just an ordinary scholar without any heroic righteousness.

The three great Confucians beside the dean, the goatee one named Cui Song, the four-grade realm, with a long sword behind him, has a fierce temperament, more like a military cultivator than a Confucian cultivator.

The remaining two are called Tang Wenyuan and Li Boyan.

The former's old eyes were cloudy, his body was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and he still had a big gourd hanging from his waist, and he always looked like he was drunk and had not woken up.

And Li Boyan is the most immortal, with a childish face and a scroll in his hand, he looks like he is a Confucian who has read poetry and books.

Tang Wenyuan shrugged his nose, pondered for a moment, and said, "I think, I'm afraid things are not so simple. ”

"If Su Mu is really lazy, then why can he stay in the house for sixteen years without going out? And Mrs. Xu will not allow him not to learn and not learn. ”

"What's more, looking at Su Mu's conversation and demeanor, he doesn't look like an autistic and introverted person, he can stay calm when he sees the dean before, which shows that his heart is extraordinary."

After he finished speaking, the three of them looked at the terrifying figure together, and couldn't help but think of how shocked they were when they first met the dean.

Su Mu is so calm and composed, it is really unique.

The dean was expressionless, feeling offended, but fortunately he was used to it.

"I also think that I just probed his body, although he has no signs of cultivation, but the meridians and bones in his body are very tough, it should have been boiled by the elixir for many years."

Cui Song's expression was serious, Su Mu was only sixteen years old, but the tenacity of the meridians and root bones was simply the only one he had ever seen in his life!

If it weren't for the high-grade elixir that has been boiled for many years, it would never have been possible to have such a tough meridian and root bones.

Tang Wenyuan couldn't help but wonder: "But he clearly hasn't cultivated, so what is he boiling the meridians and root bones for?" Could it be that it took sixteen years to start cultivating? ”

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Li Boyan, who had not spoken, seemed to be awakened after hearing this, suddenly raised his head, and said excitedly: "I understand!" I see! I see! ”

"Hahaha! I know what's going on! ”

The other three looked at him one after another, and the dean's scarred and ugly face shook and asked, "What do you understand?" ”

Li Boyan suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath and said, "Dean, I understand why Su Muhui has not been out of the house for sixteen years, and why he has not cultivated. ”

"He is not lazy, as he said before, the path of Confucianism and Taoism has been taken to the extreme by Confucianism. But even so, it still can't completely solve the problem of the demon clan. ”

"The reason why Su Mu refused to inherit the mantle of Confucianism was because he had greater ambitions. He wanted to emulate the Confucian saints and open up a new path! ”

？？？

The dean was directly confused.

After listening to this, Cui Song was also like an initiation, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, I understand!" ”

The dean continued to look at Cui Song in confusion, what do you understand?

"I also understand, we blamed Su Mu wrongly." Tang Wenyuan took a sip of the wine gourd, shook his head and showed a sigh: "He is worthy of being a Confucian saint, his ambition is far beyond that of ordinary people such as us." ”

This bunch of guys......

The dean held back the annoyance in his heart and said, "So you also understand, what do you understand?" ”

Li Boyan suppressed his excitement and said, "Dean, do you still remember the situation of my Confucianism before the appearance of Confucianism?" ”

"At that time, soldiers and legalists were in vogue, and my Confucianism was extremely weak, and there were very few monks in the middle and third grades."

"But after the appearance of Confucianism, he changed this situation by himself, and pushed my Confucianism to the first position in the world!"

"Tongues and swords can take people's lives for thousands of miles, a splendid article can kill the enemy Zhenguo, and the glorious road of Confucianism and Taoism is completely opened up by Confucianism alone!"

"Do you think that as the son of a Confucian saint, Su Mu will be willing to be shrouded in the aura of a Confucian saint?"

After hearing this, the dean was stunned, and only after a moment did he hesitate: "You mean, Senior Brother Su wants to carve out a path on his own like a Confucian saint?" ”

At this time, even if the dean was sluggish, he probably understood what Tang Wenyuan meant.

Li Boyan nodded heavily, his eyes full of admiration: "Confucianism and Taoism have been taken to the extreme by Confucianism, so Su Mu doesn't want to take this old path." ”

"Because he feels that he can't surpass the Confucian saints."

"Not only Confucianism and Taoism, but also Buddhism, Buddhism, Medicine, and Soldiers, all of whom have already reached the top."

"Didn't you listen to him? He said that his ambition was not in this, so I said that his real ambition was to follow the example of Confucianism and forge a path on his own! ”

"Embark on a path that can surpass all the saints and completely solve the troubles of the demon clan!"

Li Boyan's tone was sonorous and powerful.

At this moment, he already admired Su Mu to the extreme!

Many years ago, Confucianism and Taoism were actually quite in decline.

Traditional Confucian cultivation is to rely on reading books to cultivate one's self-cultivation, relying on Confucian classics to fight the enemy, which is quite similar to the methods of Legalism.

There is no righteousness, and I have never heard of a super strong person who can read and become a third-grade person.

Confucianism was the first pioneer of this path.

Also the first to succeed!

He came to the end of the road of Confucianism and Taoism, opened the mountain for the world's scholars, and walked out of a broad road.

Since Confucianism, Confucian cultivators have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and Confucianism has also become the largest cultivation group.

This is also the reason why Confucian saints have such a high status in the hearts of scholars all over the world, and other saints cannot be compared.

But even if the Confucian saint is the first saint in the world, there is still no way to take the demon clan, so he can only defend passively and cannot take the initiative to attack.

"The tiger father has no dogs, and the Confucian saint is so amazingly talented, how can Su Mu be bad as his son?"

"We all blame Su Mu, his ambitions are more ambitious than we imagined, and it is not something we can understand."

Li Boyan touched his beard and felt full of emotion in his heart.

If Su Mu is here at this moment.

It's definitely going to be a blank look.

He's just casually bragging, how can you be so brainy?

The dean frowned and pondered, and then said, "But why is it that after sixteen years in the mansion, the junior brother suddenly wants to enter the Yashan Academy to study?" Is he going to give up his ambitions? ”

He felt that if Su Mu really wanted to take a different path of cultivation on his own, he should continue.

Now it seems like giving up halfway.

"The dean is confused!"

Tang Wenyuan said bitterly, "How difficult it is to open up a new road, how can it be achieved overnight? ”

"If my guess is correct, when he leaves the mansion now, he should start with Confucianism and Taoism, and then integrate with other factions."

"Melt all the knowledge of the hundred schools of thought into one furnace, so that you can find your own way!"

There has been no shortage of geniuses who have such ideas and put them into practice, but they have all failed.

But Su Mu is different, he is the son of a Confucian saint, and with the Confucian saint's pearl and jade in front, how can he be worse?

After discussing it so far, Su Mu's words and deeds and every move have great meaning in their eyes.

He is worthy of being the son of a Confucian saint!

"I see, the old man understands."

Cui Song and the others analyzed it reasonably, and the dean had to be convinced after listening to it, thinking of what he had said to Su Mu before, he suddenly felt a little ashamed in his heart.

"I didn't expect my junior brother to have such great ambitions, but the old man was too short-sighted, and he felt that he was wasting his time. Ashamed, really ashamed. ”

After analyzing Su Mu's "true thoughts", the senses of everyone and others towards Su Mu have changed greatly.

Cui Song said directly to the dean: "Dean, Su Mu has now entered our academy, and he also needs a teacher, I am undoubtedly the most suitable." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Wenyuan was immediately unconvinced, blew his beard and glared: "Old man Cui, what do you mean, you don't have any points for a few catties and taels?" What do you mean is the most suitable, I also say that I am the most suitable! ”

In the eyes of these great Confucians, Su Mu's future achievements are bound to be extraordinary, even if he can't become a figure comparable to Confucian saints, he will definitely not be much inferior.

But it's definitely better than all of them.

The so-called master is famous by his disciples, and now that Su Mu has just entered Yashan Academy, if he can teach him now, when Su Mu has achieved great achievements in the future, he will definitely go down in history as a teacher!

Now this opportunity is in front of them, naturally no one wants to miss it, and they all want to become Teacher Su Mu.

Cui Song sneered and said, "I naturally have a few catties and a few taels, which is better than a certain wine Mengzi who has been trapped in the fifth grade for more than ten years." ”

was poked in the sore spot, Tang Wenyuan was furious, and said, "Good old horseman!" Personal attacks? Do you want to taste whether the old man's sword is sharp? ”

Cui Song squinted at Tang Wenyuan and said-for-tat: "Hmph! My tongue is not bad! ”

Another great Confucian, Li Boyan, has long been accustomed to the scene in front of him.

It's just that he has a more easy-going personality, and although he admires Su Mu, he doesn't have the heart to fight.

Reading books and playing chess is his greatest pleasure, so he did not participate in the dispute of being Su Mu's teacher.

"Be quiet!"

The dean couldn't take it anymore and slammed the table.

The small wooden table fell apart directly with a wail under his slap, and the entire bamboo building trembled, and the strong wind howled.

Cui Song and Tang Wenyuan glanced at the small wooden table that had been shattered, and silently sat back in their places.

The dean reprimanded the two of them: "Look at you, where is there still a little bit of Confucianism?" What a noisy and noisy scene! ”

The two of them lowered their heads, not daring to refute anything.

Otherwise, the dean's slap would not have landed on the table, but on them.

There is no one who can become a great Confucian who has not been slapped by the dean, and the dean has always persuaded people with his strength.

Seeing that the two of them had a good attitude, the dean slowed down his tone and said slowly: "Su Mu is the son of a Confucian saint and the younger brother of the old man. Apart from Confucianism, who is worthy of being his teacher? Now that the Confucian saint has traveled all over the world, the old man, as a senior brother, should shoulder the responsibility of teaching the younger brother and share the worries of the Confucian saint. ”

Cui Song and Tang Wenyuan looked up in amazement, Tang Wenyuan's temperament was impatient, and he couldn't help but say, "Dean, you-"

"Huh? Do you have an opinion? ”

The dean looked at him with sharp eyes and looked up and down.

Tang Wenyuan looked at the dean's constantly beating pectoralis major and biceps brachii, his anger instantly dissipated, and his eyes became clear.

"No comment, Dean, you are indeed the most suitable."

"Well, knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great."

"The dean taught you a lesson."

Cui Song and Tang Wenyuan sat upright, nodding their heads and being taught.

……

After Su Mu and Zhao Ming left the academy, they originally planned to go directly to the poetry meeting.

And yet lost.

Zhao Ming was a little ashamed, "Son, forgive me, this is the first time I have come to Yashan Academy." ”

He had memorized the terrain when he was flying in the sky before, so he volunteered to lead the way, but who knew that he still got lost.

"Stupid Takefu!"

The red-haired bird finally seized the opportunity and taunted Zhao Ming frantically on the side.

Su Mu was also stunned, now the three of them can't even go out of the back mountain, which is really a little unprepared.

Just when he was in trouble, an old man in a Confucian robe suddenly appeared in front of them out of thin air, it was one of the gentlemen of the academy that Su Mu had seen before, the great Confucian Li Boyan.

"The terrain of the mountain is complicated, the dean is worried that you will get lost, let me give you a ride, it seems that I came just right." Li Boyan said with a smile, his expression mild.

Among the dean and several other college gentlemen, Li Boyan is the most Confucian and very bookish.

Su Mu hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Mr. Lao, we want to go to the poetry club." ”

"It just so happens that I'm also going to the poetry club, so I'll give you a ride by the way, come up." Li Boyan said and threw out the scroll in his hand.

As soon as the scroll flew out of his hand, it rose in the wind and became the size of three people standing up.

Obviously, this book is his natal object.

Seeing the previous dean's steady progress, Su Mu was not too surprised by the supernatural powers and the like, and jumped up directly.

Then the scroll floated into the air, flying higher and higher.

But the ride on it is stable, and there is a layer of clear light flickering outside, which protects the mountain wind and cold outside.

I have to say that it is really convenient to be able to fly.

The main thing is that the wind is very good!

It's a pity that it's not a sword, if you can fly with a sword, then it's handsome, it's not better than what supercar in the previous life?

Throw off eighteen streets!

Just when Su Mu was thinking wildly, Li Boyan looked at him with admiration and encouragement in his eyes: "Su Mu, we all know your ambitions and ideas. ”

Su Mu's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and he was very shocked in his heart.

He wants to do the second generation of Confucianism lying flat, they all know it?

When exactly was it exposed?

Does Confucianism still have the magical power to spy on people's minds?

Li Boyan couldn't help but smile when he saw Su Mu's face change, and it was as they had guessed before.

"I really didn't expect your goal to be so ambitious, it's amazing; But don't worry, even if this road is difficult to walk, whether it is me or the dean, the entire Yashan Academy will support you. Just do whatever you want. ”

Li Boyan's expression was sour, Su Mu wanted to open up a path on his own, how could they not support it?

Su Mu was stunned for a long time, then tears moistened his eyes, and he choked up: "Thank you, Mr. for your support!" ”

At this moment, his heart was extremely moved!

What is Da Confucian? This is called Da Confucian!

Even if he knows that he wants to lie flat and rot, he chooses to support it, this is the Confucian teaching, this is called diversity!

"No, the dean and the gentlemen are so tolerant of me, I can't lie down too much, I still have to make some achievements."

"I must show my talents in today's poetry meeting, and I will start with a whole famous poem through the ages!"

Su Mu's eyes were extremely resolute, and he secretly made up his mind.

Li Boyan saw the change in his demeanor, and he was quite relieved to see Su Mu's expression become resolute.

"He is worthy of being the son of a Confucian saint, and his tenacity is far from being comparable to ordinary people, and he will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future."

However, the conversation between the two fell into the ears of Zhao Ming and the red-haired bird on the side, but it was like listening to a book from heaven.

Zhao Ming looked at the red-haired bird with a blank expression: "What are the sons and this gentleman talking about?" ”

The red-haired bird was silent for a long time, and it was rare that he didn't take the opportunity to taunt him, shaking his head and saying, "I don't know either." ”

……

Yashan Academy's Spring Poetry Festival is held once a year, and each time it is held, it attracts a considerable number of people to watch.

Since the Great Yan Dynasty produced a Confucian saint, the literary style has become extraordinarily prosperous, so poetry clubs like this are quite popular, especially the poetry clubs of Yashan Academy.

You must know that those who can enter Yashan Academy are all the top and best scholars in the Great Yan Dynasty, and such poems will naturally be very interesting.

If you can write a great poem on such an occasion, you will immediately become famous all over the world.

There are especially many people who come to this poetry meeting today, just because Su Mu entered Yashan Academy today, there are too many onlookers, and more people want to see if Su Mu will attend the poetry meeting.

How amazing would the poems written by the sons of Confucian saints be?

Everyone is looking forward to it.

(PS: 7,000 words, two chapters are combined and sent together.) ）