Jixia School Palace is so famous, there is no need for Lu Zhiruo to introduce it, others also know it.

The most famous building of this super-prestigious school is called the Palace of All Saints.

At that time, every famous teacher was eager to give lectures here, and gradually, it became a tradition, so when a famous teacher became a saint, he would inevitably come here to give lectures.

To whom?

Sons and sages!

If it is taught well, the content of the course will automatically become a classic, and finally into a name, which will be burned on the wall and preserved forever.

As a famous teacher, who doesn't aspire to be famous in history?

But the reality is not so easy!

First of all, to enter the Palace of All Saints, one must pass through the front corridor.

On both sides of the corridor, there are a total of eighteen statues of the sons, if the famous teacher who walked over, Fengyi's bearing is not good, then the gate of the school palace will not be opened.

There are a few famous teachers in Kyushu, who like to wander into shapes, wear ragged shirts, wear rotten clothes, and are unkempt, in order to show their celebrity temperament that does not adhere to etiquette and law, in front of the Palace of All Saints, it is absolutely indispensable.

At worst, he will eat behind closed doors, or at worst, he will even be punished by the aura of a famous teacher imposed by the icon.

At this time, Sun Mo stood in front of the Ten Thousand Saints Palace, and this building looked very ordinary.

It is said that in the earliest days, it was an ordinary school, and later it was nurtured by the knowledge, breath, and cultivation of many saints, and it was conceived into its current appearance.

The statues of saints on both sides of the corridor look sacred and solemn, and people can't help but want to bow and worship.

"Master Sun, do you want to go in and give a lecture?"

Wei Ziyou, who accompanied Sun Mo to visit the school, teased.

"Isn't it the worst thing you have to be a sub-saint to be allowed to enter the door?"

Sun Mo has a plum fish by his side, so he is no stranger to this school at all.

"The world always prefers genius!"

Wei Ziyou looked at Sun Mo and admired it very much: "You can be a special case!"

When the gourd babies heard Wei Shengren compliment Sun Mo like this, they all felt honored.

"Teacher, will you go in and give a lecture?"

Lu Zhiruo pleaded.

Syllable!

Li Ziqi patted the papaya lady from behind and signaled her not to talk nonsense.

"Ahh

Lu Zhiruo was a little aggrieved.

"Don't make a mess, what if you fail?"

Small purse worries.

"Teachers don't fail!"

Lu Zhiruo is right.

The others were speechless, they were not afraid of ten thousand, the prestige of the teacher was now in full swing, and those who could not withstand failure did not need to take such a risk.

It's not too late to come back after getting the title of Yasheng.

"Good morning, Headmaster!"

The students passing by saluted respectfully when they saw Wei Ziyou, and when these strangers walked by, they kept looking back.

"Who is this, actually let the principal be a guide?"

"So young, it should be the son-in-law of a famous family, right?"

"What are you talking about, it's the head of a famous family who is here, and the principal doesn't use it as an accompaniment, and you are a saint and a roadside vendor selling tea and eggs everywhere?"

The students' curiosity is about to explode.

"This is the Debate Building!"

The principal stood under a flaming red maple tree and introduced Sun Mo to a wooden attic built near the lake not far away.

It has seven layers, not big, not majestic, revealing the breath of the small jasper in the south of the Yangtze River, very exquisite.

"To climb the heart of the building, is to know yourself, live a life, if you can't see yourself clearly, then you can't climb to the top. ”

Lu Zhiruo broke the news.

"Listen to you, you seem to have climbed that building?"

Helian North asked.

"Well, I went up once when I was a kid, but I didn't even go to the first floor. ”

Papaya Niang scratched her head, very embarrassed, in her opinion, this is a sign of stupidity.

"Ascending the Debate Heart Tower, it can make you recognize yourself, Master Sun, do you want to give it a try?"

Wei Ziyou quipped: "Even I stopped at the fifth floor and never saw the scenery on the roof!"

"No!"

Sun Mo refused, in life, he was still a stable word first.

The third magical building of the Jixia School Palace is the Wentian Book Palace.

This is recognized as the largest library in Kyushu and has the largest collection of books, and there are many unique and priceless treasures here.

"Master Sun, you are a master of calligraphy and painting, shouldn't you leave a copy of the ink treasure for me to keep in the Wentian Book Hall for future generations to admire?"

Wei Ziyou bowed to Sun Mo.

"How dare you enter the eyes of a saint?"

Sun Mo is modest.

"Zheng Xiang is an honest and open-minded official, but in the matter of calligraphy and painting, he is an old fool!"

Wei Ziyou sighed: "I sent a few letters to persuade him to donate your famous paintings and put them in the Wentian Book Palace, so that more people can see them, but he refused." ”

"Your library is open to everyone?"

Sun Mo diverted the topic.

"Naturally, all teachers and students can come here to borrow books!"

Wei Ziyou explained: "However, those rare books are an exception, and some precious books can only be borrowed by borrowers with the joint guarantee of three famous teachers. ”

Sun Mo nodded, indicating that it was understandable, but in fact, this kind of rule has excluded those poor students and students with poor communication skills.

After all, normal people tend to be good and avoid evil, and they will definitely not vouch for them.

Xiao Purse pursed the corners of his lips, I want to build the largest library in Kyushu, and borrow books with contribution points, so that poor students can also have the opportunity to learn great knowledge.

"In this library, there are two books that are particularly eccentric, one is not for people to read, and the other is reluctant to put down no matter who reads it. ”

Lu Zhiruo broke the news again.

"Hehe, this little friend knows a lot!"

Wei Ziyou smiled kindly, and invited again: "Master Sun, do you want to take a look at that book that no one is allowed to read?"

Sun Mo shook his head.

You bad old man, you must be scheming against me!

Wei Ziyou was very patient and accompanied Sun Mo to visit the school, and even went to see the dormitory and warehouse.

"What is he doing here?"

Xian Yuwei was puzzled: "It feels like I'm explaining the future? Is it possible to let the teacher inherit the position of principal?"

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Li Ziqi covered the mouth of the grassland girl, my obedient, do you know how terrible the saint's hearing is?

Lunch was served in the cafeteria.

"How does it taste when you try this braised carp?"

Wei Ziyou personally picked up vegetables for Sun Mo.

"Delicious!"

Sun Mo smiled.

"Since it's delicious, do you want to stay? You can eat these dishes often in the future!"

Wei Ziyou glanced at Mei Ziyu dissatisfiedly, what are you doing with this granddaughter, hurry up and pour ecstasy soup on him, leave Sun Mo behind, and the future of this school will be stable for at least three hundred years in the future.

"The saint laughed!"

Sun Mo politely refused.

Wei Ziyou also knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, so after mentioning it, he didn't repeat it, but eagerly picked up vegetables for Sun Mo, ate lunch, drank a cup of catechu to eliminate food, and took him to the Douzhan Hall.

On Sun Mo's first day, it would be too rude for Wei Ziyou to let him give a lecture on stage, but this kind of first-class teacher-level boss in Kyushu, without a moment, Wei Ziyou felt that it was too much of a loss, so he let him go to the Douzhan Hall to shine.

Of course, by the way, also check Sun Mo's condition.

After all, no matter how exaggerated the rumors are, you still have to identify them with your own eyes to rest assured.

If Sun Mo is really good, Wei Ziyou will definitely win him over at any cost.

One plum fish is not enough, then add one.

Jixia School Palace is worthy of being an old and famous school, and although the building and some facilities of the Douzhan Hall are old, they are large enough.

"The people who can enter this place are the top 100 students in each grade!"

Wei Ziyou introduced.

The rules here are similar to those of Zhongzhou University, they are all small competitions in the first quarter, and the losers are eliminated.

When Sun Mo entered the lobby, he saw that there were seven rings, distributed in plum blossom piles, and the middle one was full of people at this time.

Two sixteen-year-old boys were competing on it.

"The headmaster is here!"

Someone shouted, boom, teachers and students immediately came over to say goodbye, and even the battle in the ring slowed down a few points.

"Go on!"

Wei Ziyou gestured, and then asked Sun Mo with a smile: "Who do you think can win?"

Swish!

The eyes of the students all fell on Sun Mo.

Who is this man?

Looks like it's a big deal!

"Ziqi, what do you think?"

Sun Mo asked the eldest disciple, but his gaze did not leave the ring.

"Ziqi, is it the empress of the Tang Dynasty?"

The name Li Ziqi is also thunderous in the world of famous teachers, once synonymous with waste, and now a symbol of genius.

Those students who are considered by famous teachers to have no potential are using Li Ziqi's deeds to motivate themselves.

Since this is Li Ziqi, the handsome man next to him is Sun Mingshi, right?

"The courage, experience, and swordsmanship proficiency of the two people are all half a catty, but the thick-lipped one will win!"

Li Ziqi gave the answer.

"Why?"

Wei Ziyou asked again.

"Because of his swordsmanship, it's a saint-level masterpiece!"

Li Ziqi is not good at practicing, but following Sun Mo, he has seen a lot of exercises and knows their advantages and disadvantages.

Wei Ziyou nodded.

Sure enough, just three minutes after Li Ziqi finished his evaluation, the thick-lipped young man defeated his opponent and won the victory, and he couldn't help but shout excitedly.

The top five in the age are here.

"Mu Feng, come here!"

Wei Ziyou spoke.

The thick-lipped boy ran up, jumped up, and after a series of somersaults, he landed in front of Wei Ziyou in a beautiful kneeling position, and then took advantage of the situation to say goodbye.

"Headmaster!"

"This is Sun Mo Sun's famous teacher, don't hurry up and salute!"

Wei Ziyou introduced.

"Teacher!"

Bai Mufeng saluted respectfully, he was a teenager, he couldn't help it, and raised his head and glanced at Sun Mo.

The others didn't dare to look at Sun Mo blatantly, they were all looking at it quietly, after all, his reputation was too great, and the thirty-year-old seven-star famous teacher was the first time in the world.

There are many famous teachers who give lectures on the pulpit, but they are all old men, under the age of 100, which is very rare, and the age of 30 has never been recorded in the history of the school.

"Mu Feng, don't miss the opportunity, if you have any questions, please ask for advice!"

Wei Ziyou quipped.

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth twitched, my family has a history, my father is a sword saint, Sun Mo is very strong, but what can he teach me?

In terms of swordsmanship, my father is the best in the world!