"I appreciate your integrity, but I have to say that what you just did was very unwise. After the four sons of the Iron Sword Gate left, Li Yuantong came to Ning Caichen with a pot of wine and sat down.

"Anyway, I still have to thank my predecessors for the relief just now. Ning Caichen bowed, stood up straight and replied: "Someone asked Confucius Sheng, repay grievances with virtue, what is it? Zi said: How to repay virtue?

If these four people make trouble for no reason, make fun of the scholars, slander the scholars, question the scholars, mock the scholars, and the scholars do not flatter them respectfully, they will see and kill, how different is this behavior from the demon? If the scholars swallow their anger at this time and swallow this evil anger, will they have to retreat in the future?"

Li Yuantong took a sip of wine: "Your strength is not good." ”

"That's why there is a half-moon appointment. Ning Caichen bowed again and sat down.

"Too short. Li Yuantong paused for a moment and looked directly into Ning Caichen's eyes: "Those four people, one second-rate master, three third-rate masters, any one of them is much stronger than you." ”

Ning Caichen's eyes were resolute: "After half a month, I believe that I will definitely not be weaker than anyone among them." ”

There seemed to be a flash of light in Li Yuantong's eyes: "Come with me to the academy, there is someone there who can help you break through the realm in three days and advance to the second rate within seven days." ”

Ning Caichen was stunned, full of incredulity. The reason why he has this confidence is completely based on the ability of the human emperor to defy the sky. As long as you kill a few Great Demon Demons within fifteen days, it shouldn't be difficult to advance to a second-rate master.

But the middle-aged scholar in front of him said that what kind of place is called a school can actually do this, and it is even more efficient and faster. This made him feel very strange in his heart, as if his original superpower that was the only one in the world had become a wholesale product, worthless.

"Senior...... What kind of place is that academy that can do such an incredible thing!" Ning Caichen said tentatively.

A trace of admiration appeared on Li Yuantong's face: "The school was created by a saint, and its branches are all over the one hundred and eight countries in Dongzhou, giving rituals and educating sentient beings, and it is a holy place in the hearts of all scholars in the world." ”

"The sage of Confucianism...... Could it be that this school was created by Kong Sheng?" Ning Caichen said in surprise.

"Definitely. Li Yuantong showed a look of admiration on his face: "Kong Sheng is in mythology, and he founded the Confucian school, which is a long time ago. The saint I am talking about was born illustriously, and when he came into the world, the gods were dressed in scarlet jade, and the immortals in the clouds preached, and he was reincarnated and reincarnated. At the age of five, he still did not speak, silently memorized thousands of books, changed the word to Shouren, and poured out the words of the sage. Have lofty aspirations and be determined to be sages; the art of war is like a god, and governing the country is like cooking; learn from Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and return to the family dialect. ”

Ning Caichen's heart swayed when he listened, and his eyes straightened: "Shouren, Shouren...... Could this saint be Mr. Yang Ming?"

"Your family lives in a very remote place, right?" Li Yuantong sighed and said: "As a scholar, I don't even know the name of a saint, I really don't know what to say about you." ”

Ning Caichen touched his nose: "My family is in Jinhuagu County, there is not even a private school there, and I rely on my father's teachings to learn Chinese and calligraphy." ”

A hint of inexplicable recognition flashed in Li Yuantong's eyes: "How similar I was back then! Twenty years ago, I was also a student from a poor family, living in a barren country, and I didn't hear the voice of the Holy Dao. In order for me to be able to make a living when I grow up, my mother moved three times, and moved the family yard to the side of the school with great difficulty. The school teacher took pity on my family's poverty, and when he saw that I was diligent and studious, he accepted me as a scholar, which changed his life. ”

"What is the identity of the predecessor now?" Ning Caichen looked at him with a little more cordiality in his eyes.

"Don't call seniors anymore, we scholars don't have a popular title for that. Li Yuantong admired Ning Caichen's conduct, and had the meaning of friendship in his heart: "Foolish brother is stupid, he has been practicing for 20 years, and he is still a little white-clothed showman, and he is still a small white-clothed showman, and he is unknown to everyone in the school. ”

Ning Caichen poured wine for Li Yuantong and asked curiously, "Brother Li, can you explain to me the situation of this school, and what is the title of the white-clothed Xiushi?"

Li Yuantong picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "About a hundred years ago, the sage resigned and returned to his hometown to give lectures, and established the first school in Shaoxing to educate the people. During the lecture, the sage still did not forget his own learning, studied the essence of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, inherited Mr. Lu's thoughts, advocated conscience, reason in the hearts of the people, physics and chemistry of all things in the universe, created a discipline of mind, and wrote two holy texts, "University Question" and "Biography".

On the day the book was completed, Haoran righteousness went straight to the nine skies, breaking through the white clouds, eight hundred miles around the school, the sky was falling, and the ground was surging golden lotus. Those who are seriously injured and die regain their health, and those who are weak are strong and strong, and countless martial monks who are stuck at the pass have broken through the realm......

Since then, Mr. Yang Ming has been canonized, and the school has been opened in one hundred and eight countries in Dongzhou, educating all people.

Thirty years after Mr. was canonized, the cultivation world was in turmoil, and countless giant old demons slaughtered the city and plundered souls, refining demon weapons and magic skills. When the saint heard this, he drove out of the school in a long car, and killed all the old demons who hurt people with one stroke of a book, which made countless evil demons frightened and trembled.

This battle shocked the world, and the name of the school and the saint spread all over the world, thousands of rivers and mountains. Since then, no demon has dared to do the slaughter of the city, and the world is healthy.

It's just that in the past twenty years, the saints have not been able to retreat, eighteen Confucians have guarded the world, one hundred and eight scholars have followed Confucianism and scattered all over the country, and Confucianism and Taoism have declined in the Ming Empire, which has given eunuchs an opportunity to take advantage of.

As for the title of the white-clothed showman, it is the name in the school. In the academy, under the saints, there are 18 true disciples, who are the great Confucians of the world, 108 inner disciples, who are the scholars of the world, 1,200 outer disciples, who are the scholars of the world, and more than 3,000 registered disciples, who are white-clothed scholars. Brother Fool is one of the more than 3,000 registered disciples, and he is really ashamed. ”

Ning Caichen imagined the vastness of the academy and sighed: "Being able to stand out among hundreds of millions of sentient beings and become a disciple of a saint, Brother Li is proud enough. ”

Li Yuantong looked at him with a smile: "In the future, if you are promoted to the congenital, if you are destined to reunite, maybe I will recommend you to take the entrance exam of the academy, I don't know what you think?"

Ning Caichen's palm holding the wine glass trembled violently, and the wine in the glass spilled on the back of his hand: "Li ...... Brother Li is this true?"

"Huh. Seeing that the scholar who was calm and light in the face of the attack and killing changed, Li Yuantong laughed happily: "Every white-clothed showman has a recommended quota every year, and my quota this year has not been given away......"

Ning Caichen took a deep breath and said solemnly: "It was originally a Pingshui meeting, this gift from Brother Li is too valuable, and the scholar deserves it!"