The Book of the Six Arts

"Do you know the rules, if you want to enter the Biyong Academy, you must practice the six arts, if you don't reach a certain level after practice, you will never be able to come out, please think about it carefully. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "One of the kind-hearted disciples in front of the school is open and honest.

"Well, we all know the rules. The Void Illusion Daoist saluted respectfully.

"In this case, among the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, please choose one of your own arts to test. ”

"Senior, don't you know what kind of art illusion belongs to?" asked the Empty Illusion Daoist.

"In 'music', music includes dance, dance includes martial arts and cultural dance, and illusion belongs to cultural dance, so you can go to music and art. After the man pointed to the Void Illusion Daoist, he pointed at Wen and said, "Seeing that you are a martial artist, let's also go and enjoy this art." ”

Wen just nodded while holding the broken sword, but did not speak.

The first Taoist thought for a moment, "I'll enter the 'royal' art, and the art of the imperial maid should also be controlled." ”

The gatekeeper coughed a few times, "The art of the royal is high and deep, it can suppress the desolate beasts, and it is good at all the techniques of riding. Sort of, barely. ”

"I entered the 'number' art. Zhang Fan didn't ask carefully, and soon had his own choice.

When Ji Feng heard that Zhang Fan had chosen the art of 'counting', he chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, he felt that Zhang Fan and Han Xiao's temperament were somewhat similar, and it was really not bad, the art of number included algorithms, and algorithms were the foundation of deduction.

This number of arts is also what Ji Feng originally wanted to choose, the Qiankun Destiny Technique Ji Feng originally didn't care, but after seeing Feng Yanmo's true strength, he didn't dare to underestimate it, he had deduced the 4416 Yu's algorithm in the Qiankun Destiny Technique, which was not subtle, but it should be enough to pass the preliminary trial of the Six Arts, but after knowing Zhang Fan's identity, Ji Feng was jealous, these people didn't have any kindness to him, Ji Feng really didn't want to practice with them.

After a while, Ji Feng said: "I choose one of the 'books'." ”

"Okay, good!" the janitor laughed, "Then you can enter the Biyong Academy." ”

Entering the door, Ji Feng walked along the corridor to the end, and saw a row of neat eaves, the plaque on the gate was covered by the verdant cypress, and the shadows were sufficient, but they could just see the six arts engraved on each courtyard, and the four of them glanced at each other, and entered the courtyard corresponding to the art they chose.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. The gentle-faced gatekeeper raised his eyebrows.

The disciple with a mun face next to him snorted coldly, "A group of waste, it's useless to come, the two people who enter the 'music' art are afraid that the strength of the Ding class will not be able to reach it, and the person who enters the 'number' art is better, probably only the C class, such a talent is just a drop in the ocean in ancient times." ”

"What about those who enter the art of 'books'?"

"It's a dead end, his mind is not in that art at all, I see that he has a dislike with several other people, and he doesn't dare to choose the same art. ”

"Alas. The disciple with long eyebrows did not deny it, obviously agreed with his judgment, and just sighed, "Now that many Dao have declined, unlike the original when a hundred schools of thought contended, now people only seek to improve their strength, like 'rites' and 'calligraphy', no one has entered the trial, and finally there is a person who has entered the 'book' trial, and it is also a last resort." ”

"Emperor Yao is alive, the door is great, and now the immortals are falling, the door is full of birds, where in the world is not like this. ”

Ji Feng entered the door, thinking that the door of the 'book' art should be full of disciples who are immersed in hard study, maybe there are old men who are poor in the scriptures, and there may be some people who will quote scriptures and even scold for the translation of an ancient language, but it should never be like this.

What caught my eye was a group of people gathered around the table, led by a young man, dressed in a white shirt, with long black hair simply tied with a white belt, and the end was romantic and chic.

"A Hundred Eyes Venerable. ”

"His Holiness is greater than you. ”

"A Shang Emperor Long Yu, a Yu Emperor Kunpeng, can't overpower you!"

"Four Hundred Ruins Ghost Walker!"

"Honorable Dao Ancestor!"

"I, I, Ancient Immortal Venerable. ”

"Get out, a Desolate Ancient Immortal Venerable, why do you overpower my Wuzun Dao Ancestor, you still need a sun life. ”

The young man in white was arrogant, "Hmph, the life of the sun is in my hands! Gamble with me! If you lose again, give me the two volumes of "Shape and Voice" and "Transfer." ”

"Whether you bet or not, I'll bet on your "Song of Long Hatred" and "Ghost Ruin Chronicle"!"

The young man in white waved his hand and accepted it when he saw it, "I won't gamble today, I won't gamble." ”

The people watching around the long table were also a little excited when they heard the young man say this, and they dispersed one after another.

"Hey, new disciple!" The young man in white was proud, he was the first disciple to see Ji Feng come in, and as soon as he straightened his robe, he walked in front of Ji Feng, "Are you also here to take the entrance examination for the Yong Academy?"

Ji Feng was frightened, the cards they played when they gambled were not the Venerable in the name Zhenyu, who dared to be contemptuous, but in their hands, they played at will, hearing the greeting of this young man, Ji Feng stood for a moment before replying: "En." ”

"Where did you carry it?"

"What to carry to where. ”

"Wuzun Daozu's "Tao Jing" and "Tao Jing", you will definitely be sure, which of the four books and five classics have you memorized?"

"I've never memorized a single one. "Ji Feng is telling the truth, when he was in Donghuamen, he had heard the lecturer explain the first volume of the "Tao Sutra", but he was just swallowing dates, and he had never memorized it at all.

The young man in white, "Then why did you enter the art of 'calligraphy', is it death, don't you know that there are other five arts?

Ji Feng just wanted to ask what the others were, but the young man in white whispered, "The lecturer is here, hey, you are careful." After speaking, he walked back to the position at the head of the hall, shook his long hair, dressed up, and sat down slowly.

Sure enough, after a while, an old man in the twilight walked in at the door, staggering, but still slowly walked up to the lecture hall. At this moment, the noisy hall instantly fell silent, and every disciple was as respectful as ceremonies.

Ji Feng raised his eyes to look at the old man, and found that this person didn't even have the cultivation of condensing qi, like a worldly person, but with a kind of pedantic aura all over his body, which seemed to be a kind of momentum.

The old man saw Ji Feng standing at a loss, and even the wrinkles on his face twitched slightly, and he glanced at Ji Feng very sternly. With just one glance, Ji Feng only felt that his heart was cold, and he also thought about it in his heart, even if the old man did not cultivate, he only pressed with momentum, and he had to be killed on the spot, you must know that Ji Feng had already reached the heart of the state of mind, and it was said that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, but he was so vulnerable in front of the momentum of this lecturer.

Ji Feng lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked around, and saw that there were a few empty stools at the end of the hall, so Ji Feng bent down and retreated to the stools step by step, and sat down quietly.

"You're a new disciple, aren't you?"

"Yes. ”

"In the Pentateuch, 'the rat has a body, but the human is rude. People are rude, and Hu Bu dies. 'What do you mean, do you have your own opinion?'

"No, no. ”

"In those four books, 'what is known is known, and what is not known is not known.' 'What?"

"None. ”

The lecturer's brows furrowed slightly, "What about the 'heaven and earth are unkind, thinking that all things are dogs' in the Taoist scriptures?"

"It probably means that heaven and earth don't care about benevolence, and there is nothing about unkindness. Heaven and earth see all things like the straw dog that was lost, and they are not particularly good to people, but they are particularly bad to all other things, and as for my personal opinion, I have none. ”

The old lecturer shook his head and only said, "Down." He let Ji Feng sit down.

Throughout the class, Ji Feng was anxious, and he kept speculating about the lecturer's words, and he didn't feel relieved until it was over.

"Brother, you cow, you dare to come to the Biyong Academy!" The young man in white sat opposite Ji Feng as soon as he got out of class, ridiculing wantonly.

Ji Feng smiled bitterly, full of helplessness: "Don't laugh at me, explain to me first, what is under the Emperor." ”

"In the academy, it is divided into grades, a total of A, B, C, D, 戊, Ji Geng, Xin Ren Gui 10 grades, each grade 3 levels, below the 癸 means that your attainments in the art of calligraphy are at the lower level of the 癸 level, if you want to pass the entry six arts, you must at least reach the top five levels. Brother, if you come to Biyong Academy at this level, not to mention that there is no one who will come later, at least there are no ancients before, and you are afraid that you will have to sit in the last seat in the future. ”

"So how do I get to the top five?"

"If you want to rise to the fifth rank in a row? Daydream, it will take a thousand years for those with high talents. ”

Ji Feng was not annoyed, he was only a few hundred years of life as a foundation building monk, when would he be able to wait until then, he would have entered the 'number' art trial, at least he would not fall into this step.

"Don't be discouraged, there's a way. The young man in plain clothes next to him comforted, this person looks dignified, but his eyes are vicissitudes, and his eyebrows seem to be smeared with sorrow, Ji Feng also remembers this person, when the young man in white gathered to gamble, only this person sat and read diligently, and this person's position was only under the young man in white.

"Method, at least wait until your level has increased by one level before you can use it, but not now," the young man in white continued.

"Dare to ask the name of a Taoist friend?" Most of the monks in the world are mercenary, but this person is full of sincerity, and Ji Feng is also grateful to this person.

The young man in white opened his mouth casually, "Li Xiaobai." ”

Ji Feng was dumbfounded, this person's reputation is like thunder, he is a sage in the period of Emperor Yao's immortal zun, his attainments in poetry can be called the pinnacle, only by virtue of the book to achieve the immortal, the honorific title of poetry immortal, there are very few people in the later generations who study calligraphy alone, and his achievements are indeed unprecedented.

"What about you?" Ji Feng asked the young man with worried eyebrows again.

"Du Dafu. ”

"......" Ji Feng guessed that he was definitely not a busy person, but he didn't expect to see two sages in one day, this Du Xiaofu's achievements are also superb, and he has the honorific title of poetry saint.

"You sat at the top of the class at the time, so what level did you reach?"

"Under A. ”

Ji Feng was shocked, "Didn't you say that the top five can pass the trial?"

Li Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders, "Yes, but if you pass the trial, you can't come back, and many of the wonderful things here are not in the disciple eight rules, so stay here for a little longer? ”

Ji Feng was speechless, he couldn't pass the trial, but he found that there were still people who stayed here for the trial, Ji Feng turned to Du Dafu and asked, "Could it be that your level is higher?"

"I'm also under A. ”

"I'm talking about Hou Yi who is one of the 'shooting' arts next door, his level is in the first class, and he still doesn't leave, and there are only a handful of people who have reached this level. ”

"Then why didn't he go. ”

"Hey, it's only his wife Chang'e to blame. He originally had a treasure of the Ancient Dao Diagram, which could freely connect the fairy world and the ruins, but his wife secretly took the Desolate Ancient Dao Diagram and went to the Immortal Realm alone, and never came back, Hou Yi wanted to go to the Immortal Realm to ask for clarification in person, so he thought of trying to enter the Biyong Academy, because it is said that if the Six Arts Assessment reaches above the first, Long Yu Xianzun will personally help once.

He's so stupid, if it were me, how could I be bound by this trivial matter, I would definitely sing, 'Those who forsake me, yesterday's day will not remain, and those who disturb my heart will be troubled today'......"

Ji Feng was teary-eyed, "Don't pretend to be forced, we are still good friends." ”