The box contained a white jade.

On it is carved a strange beast like a dragon and a tiger, small and delicate.

This strange beast is not recognized, and it is rumored that one of the dragons is called the Tiger.

While recognizing the strange beast, Yun Que thought of a word in his mind, the Son of Heaven sealed the jade tiger button.

turned it over, and sure enough, there were eight characters engraved on the bottom.

'Commanded by the heavens, he will live forever. ’

Decree!

Yun Que was taken aback.

How could the emperor's jade seal appear in the mountain behind the school palace and be hidden behind the sage's handwriting?

Before he had time to think about it, Yun Que took the jade seal into his arms and jumped to the ground.

Hurried footsteps sounded behind the iron gate, and someone was rushing to check.

Asked Tu Su and Man Shen to quickly put the two rocks back in their place, and Yun Que ran to the iron gate in a few steps, temporarily blocking the gate.

A stone more than one person tall will definitely not be able to be moved by ordinary people.

However, Tu Su and Man Shen, such seven-rank martial artists, are not a problem, and one person carries a big stone and climbs to the top of the cliff.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The door was slammed.

Yun Que supported the ground with one foot, and pressed the other knee against the door, but he didn't open it.

"Open the door!"

Song Daodao's annoyed voice sounded behind the door.

"Wait a minute, the gate is broken, fix it immediately!" Yun Que said perfunctorily.

"No need to fix it! I'll make another one if it's broken! You stand back! ”

In Song Dao's angry voice, a huge force came from the iron gate.

Yiyun lacked the strength of the seven-rank martial artist and almost failed to withstand it.

"Wait! My leg is stuck! If you hit it again, your leg will break! ”

Yun Que delayed time while waving his hands at Tu Su and Man Shen, signaling the two to move quickly.

"What the hell are you guys doing! Open the door! ”

Song Daodao's shouting became more and more annoyed.

It was delayed until Tu Su and Man Shen reinstalled the stones, and Yun Que retreated.

With a clang, the iron door opened.

Song Dao walked out with a sinking face.

He first looked at the three people facing the wall, and then glanced at the fire and sweet potato peels that had been extinguished in the corner.

As the head of the School Palace Affairs Hall, how can Song Dao be so unclear, just turn a blind eye.

Ignoring the matter of sweet potatoes, Song Daodao's eyes looked at the top of the cliff.

Then this Xuezheng's expression became wonderful.

First sluggish, then frightened, then annoyed, and finally pale, trembling with anger.

Yun Que followed Song Daodao's gaze and saw the handwriting of the saint on the top of the cliff.

Then Yun Que sighed helplessly and covered his forehead.

Careless.

Let two illiterate rice buckets install rocks, and the result is reversed!

The original eight words were:

The sea is endless, and there are flowers on the other side.

Now it becomes:

There is no end to the sea, but there are no flowers on the other side.

There are two words and there are no words, and the position is adjusted.

It's so obvious, not to mention the bachelor of the palace, you can find a doll who just knows how to read.

"You, you, you rebels!"

Song Dao was so angry that his hands were trembling, and he had an astonishing fluctuation of aura all over his body, and said angrily:

"The relics of saints, a godsend! You dare to step on the handwriting of the saints, it is simply a great rebellion! The Heavenly Prayer Palace can't teach you fanatics, from now on! The three of you will be expelled from the school palace and will never be admitted! ”

While Song Daodao shouted angrily, accompanied by a surging wave of qi, the three of them stood unsteadily and fell backwards one after another.

In front of the aura emanating from Song Daodao, it was difficult for the seven-rank martial artist to gain a foothold!

Yun Que knew very well that what Song Daodao had was a pure literary aura, similar to the aura of the Daomen, and it was the core power of performing Confucian spells.

This head of the office really has a strong cultivation.

At this time, Tu Su and Man Shen were dumbfounded, and they had the intention to beg for mercy, but the aura emanating from Song Daodao blew so that they couldn't open their mouths at all.

Yun Que knew that he was in trouble.

But I didn't expect it to be so serious.

It's just a stone, just press it back, it's really not okay to think about it for a few more days, why not be expelled.

Wuxin Cliff is not only a place facing the wall, but also regarded as a holy place by the School Palace, after all, there are relics written by the saint here, and even the entire hill can not be stepped on at will.

Yun Que didn't know this rule before.

Now I know, it's too late.

Looking at Song Daodao's angry appearance, if he wants to stay in the school palace, I am afraid it will be very difficult.

At this moment, a slightly hunched old man walked out of the iron gate slowly, with his hands behind his back, smiling, and his old eyes were very cloudy.

The old man was wearing an ordinary coarse cloth robe and a pair of cloth shoes, and he looked plain.

Seeing the old man, Song Daodao immediately restrained his breath, stood respectfully with his hands down, and said:

"Great Sacrifice Wine! Why are you here? ”

The old man who appeared was the Xuegong Festival Wine who planted a large area of sweet potatoes in the back mountain and left a sweet potato poem, Qin Meng.

"When a man is old, he sleeps lightly, and when he hears a noise, he comes and looks."

The Great Priest Wine spoke softly, and said like a homely person, it sounded like a neighbor old man, if you didn't know it, it was hard to imagine that this old man was in charge of the entire Tianqi Academy.

"These students are stubborn, not only in the martial arts hall group to make trouble, but also punished on the face of the Wuxin Cliff is not honest, dare to step on the nameless mountain, not to mention, but also trample the relics of the saints, it is simply incorrigible! The students took it upon themselves to expel the three from the school as an example. Song Daodao said in a deep voice.

The Great Sacrifice Wine didn't say anything, but looked at Yun Que Tu Su Manshen and the three of them, and said with a smile:

"Xinfeng wine fights ten thousand, how many years have Xianyang rangers, people are not sages, who can do nothing, let alone a few hairy boys."

The tone of the big sacrificial wine was obviously interceding with Yun Que and a few people.

Yun Que was so smart that he immediately bowed down and said:

"The students are civilians in the countryside, and the new entrance palace does not know the rules here, and the students know their mistakes."

Since the Great Sacrifice Wine is reasonable, then those who don't know it don't blame this truth, and it just needs to be used.

Without waiting for the big sacrificial wine to speak, Song Daodao said angrily:

"If you don't know the rules, don't you know the relics of the saints! If you dare to fight on the nameless mountain, you are simply stepping on the head of the saint! If you don't respect the teacher, you don't respect the way, and you can't go against the grain! ”

Confucian monks such as Song Daodao have reached a level of fanaticism in their respect for Confucian saints, and the relics of the saints can only be used to admire, how can they be trampled on.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand Song Daodao's anger.

The Confucian sage created the Confucian cultivation system, which is equivalent to the founding patriarch of a faction, and the latecomers can only be admired.

It's okay to scold Confucian monks for anything, it's a big deal to fight each other with fists and feet, but once you insult Confucian monks in front of Confucian monks, then Confucian monks will do their best.

Yun Que has nothing to say.

Tu Su and Man Shen all cried with sad faces, they knew that this was a forbidden place, but as soon as they fought, they were hot-headed and forgot about it, and now they calm down and regret it.

The Great Sacrificial Wine laughed and said:

"The top of the saint's head is not untouchable, if there are latecomers who can step on the top of the saint's head and go further, I think the old man will also be happy."

Hearing the words of the big sacrificial wine, Song Daodao was speechless and silent.

Looking at the nameless barren mountain that is not much high, the big sacrificial wine sighed and sighed:

"Learning, used to rule the country and level the world, learning, is the cornerstone of one after another, you need to go up the stairs to reach the top, we old guys, practice for many years, nothing has been achieved, to get old, the only hope left is to become a cornerstone, let the young generations step on our shoulders, go a few more steps forward."

The big sacrificial wine was said calmly and simply, but it could be heard in Song Daodao's ears, like thunder.

Song Daodao frowned tightly, was silent for a long time, bowed to the big sacrificial wine, and said:

"The students were taught."

Then Song Daodao glared at Yun Que and said:

"I take back the punishment of expulsion before, but these three students are really stubborn, and the punishment is too light for ten days!"

The Great Sacrificial Wine smiled:

"Then punish them for facing the wall for ten days, and they are not allowed to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

The big sacrificial wine spoke, Song Daodao didn't dare not listen, glared at the three of them fiercely, and waved his sleeves away.

Yun Que and Tu Su Manshen saluted together and thanked the big sacrificial wine.

Compared to expelling the school palace, the punishment of not eating roasted sweet potatoes is simply the same as tickling.

Yun Que breathed a sigh of relief at this point.

Qin Meng looked at the three of them with a smile and said, "Where did you come from?" ”

"From the prairie!" Tu Su hurriedly replied.

"I'm also a prairie person!" Man Shen replied.

The Great Sacrificial Wine nodded slightly, shook his head slightly, and looked at Yun Que.

Yun Que wanted to answer from Qinghu Mountain, but when he saw the Great Sacrifice Wine shaking his head, his heart suddenly moved.

"Student, from the mortal world." Yun Que replied respectfully.

"Where are you going?" The Grand Priest asked with a smile.

"To heaven." Yun Que replied.

"What to do." The Grand Festival Sake Road.

"I heard that the immortals are generous, go and earn them a little money." Cloud lacks a way.

"Hehehehehe! I have asked many people this question, and the answers I have received are varied, some people want to fly to become immortals, some people want to go to the nine heavens to collect the moon, and some people want to explore the heavens to find the method of immortality, but you, who want to go to the sky to make money, yes, you are a wise root. ”

The Great Priest Wine twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Young man, you should cultivate more attentively, and be less naughty. ”

The three of them said yes in unison, turned and ran towards the cliff to swap the rocks.

The priest smiled and looked at the sage's handwriting.

Looking at it, Qin Meng's cloudy gaze suddenly changed.

It's like a puddle of muddy water, which turns clear in an instant!

The eyes of the big sacrificial wine were no longer cloudy, and there was a terrifying brilliance, and the long longevity eyebrows were slightly locked.

When the gaze of the Great Sacrifice Wine changed, the footsteps of Yun Que and the three of them froze.

It's not that I don't want to walk, it's that I can't walk!

The three of them seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, no matter how hard they stride, they didn't move at all!

This power is mysterious and powerful, it is definitely not magical, it is just breath.

Yun Que was secretly frightened.

The aura fluctuations emitted alone are so terrifying, how terrifying will this Great Sacrificial Wine's cultivation be!

Looking back, Yun Que found that the Great Sacrifice Wine was looking at the sage's handwriting, with a puzzled look.

It's like there's some kind of problem.

After a long time, the aura that imprisoned the three dissipated.

The Great Sacrificial Wine turned and left, and before leaving, he commanded a word:

"Let's do this first, don't move."

Since the big sacrificial wine said that there was no need to exchange it, Tu Su and Man Shen were overjoyed.

Just now one of them carried a boulder to climb the mountain, and the cliff was steep, and they were really tired, and their backs ached, so they had to be tired and lie down again.

At the bottom of the cliff, only three people remained.

A crisis of expulsion has passed without danger.

Tu Su and Man Shen were secretly rejoicing, while Yun Que was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the cliff, always looking at the big characters left by the eight saints above their heads.

The look on the main sacrificial wine just now was wrong.

Yun Que felt that the Great Sacrifice Wine must have sensed something from these eight words.

But the sage's handwriting has been left for thousands of years, and Qin Meng, as the head of the school palace, has seen it many times.

How do you feel something today?

"There is no end to the sea, and there are no flowers on the other side......"

Muttering the handwriting that had been reversed, Yun Que gradually realized something, and his heart became more and more shocked.

The sea is endless, and there are flowers on the other side.

This sentence is an understanding and longing for spiritual practice, which makes practitioners have a kind of expectation for the future of arduous cultivation.

But now the meaning of this sentence has become completely different!

There is no end to the sea, but there are no flowers on the other side.

It means that there is an end to the path of cultivation, but there are no flowers at the end of the practice, it is not beautiful, and there is even a huge crisis that no one knows!

The previous sentence is a word of encouragement.

The latter sentence is clearly a warning!

"The other side...... Are there flowers, or are there no flowers? ”

Yun Que looked at the handwriting on the top of the cliff and fell into deep contemplation.