A full year has passed since I returned to the human world.
He came back quietly. Ordinary people and scribes could not find him. Only those third-level scholars seemed to have discovered something.
"There's something that appears suddenly. It's very familiar, but it's a little different..."
The great scholars still wanted to capture this sudden aura, but found that it had disappeared.
Li Changan walked into White Deer Academy, and the regular threads around his body slowly spread out, preventing his figure from being noticed by the academy students.
But the third-grade scholars in White Deer Academy suddenly opened their eyes and looked over.
Li Changan can only change the rules of the first level of heaven and earth, and they can naturally find out.
When he returned to the Holy Land, all the third-grade Confucians who could mobilize had gathered here.
Wang Tiangang immediately stepped forward and carefully looked at Li Changan up and down, left and right, his surprise was palpable.
"How is it? How is it?"
"Would you like to write a poem or two quickly to prove that you have not been forcibly converted?"
Li Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He cupped his fists and saluted the dozen or so third-grade scholars who came over, "Disciple Li Changan, I would like to pay my respects to you all worthy lords."
Zhao Hongshan came over, pulled Wang Tiangang away, and reached out to brush Li Changan's forehead.
The faint halo flows and falls, like thousands of willow leaves.
After a long time, Zhao Hongshan stopped and said, "It's okay, there is no Buddhist spirit."
As soon as these words came out, all the third-grade scholars breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhao Hongshan grabbed Li Changan's arm and walked forward, "The bluestone Buddha head disappeared half a year ago, and the people in the capital have returned to normal."
"We searched everywhere but couldn't find you, so we can only continue to wait in the capital."
"Now that you are back, we can finally feel relieved."
Accompanied by a group of third-grade scholars, Li Changan slowly walked towards the depths of the Holy Land. When the passing leaf protector saw so many third-grade scholars, he quickly saluted.
After noticing Li Changan, they all looked in disbelief, but in front of so many third-grade scholars, there was nothing rude about him.
"What can you see inside the bluestone Buddha head?" Zhao Hongshan asked.
The other third-grade scholars also pricked up their ears curiously.
Li Changan said, "When the disciples enter, they just keep reciting Buddhist scriptures, and in addition, they walk all the way to Daleiyin Temple."
"After arriving at the Great Leiyin Temple, the disciple obtained an object and was able to return."
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately stopped and couldn't help but look over.
"What?" An Shitang became a little impatient.
Wang Tiangang walked up to Li Changan, pulled him to his side, glared at An Shitang, "What? You want it?"
An Shitang also realized something was wrong and laughed twice, "I'm just curious."
"Buddhist things are of no use to people like us."
However, Zhao Hongshan did not hide anything and said, "Having said that, after all, the bluestone Buddha is related to the first rank, I still want to hear about it."
As he spoke, he looked at Li Changan with a rather magnanimous look in his eyes.
Li Changan smiled and clasped his fists at the third-grade scholars around him, "The inheritance of the blue stone Buddha head is all Buddhist scriptures. The last thing I got at the Great Leiyin Temple is really rare."
"If you can switch to Buddhism, you really have a chance to spy on the first rank."
"It will also be of great benefit to the academy."
The more he said this, the more curious everyone became, and they all felt anxious and itchy in their hearts.
Wang Tiangang couldn't help but patted Li Changan, "You brat, please hurry up and tell me, what are you doing to appease people?"
Li Changan smiled and said, "What the disciple got from Daleiyin Temple is the relic of the Buddha left by the First-grade Pure Land Buddha."
These words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
"First-grade Buddha relics!?"
"This...this..."
"The Dharma of Western Buddhism is extremely special. The Buddha's relics almost embody most of his cultivation during his lifetime, which is even more domineering than our inheritance."
"It can be inherited almost without loss, and there will be no worries about downgrading."
"It's just that it's extremely difficult to get the recognition of the Buddha's relics. If you get recognition, you won't be able to enjoy it even if the Buddha's relics are close to you."
Each of these third-grade scholars was sighing,
"As long as you accept the inheritance, you will definitely reach the first level."
To say that I am not moved is definitely a lie.
After all, this involves the first-grade realm.
In a situation where there is no saint in the world, Yipin has already stood at the top of all living beings.
They have all been stuck in the third-level realm for a long time, who doesn't want to go further?
What's more, this is still two steps forward.
Zhao Hongshan paid more attention to the last words Li Changan said, "The Buddha's relics are useful to the academy. Are you referring to the roots of Jianmu?"
These words brought back the shock in everyone's hearts.
Li Changan nodded, "The Buddha's relic contains the essence of the Pure Land Buddha's cultivation. As long as it is drawn out, it will naturally be as effective as the cultivation of the roots of a third-grade Confucian."
The eyes of the third-grade scholar present suddenly lit up, but he soon thought of some of the key points.
"Even if Chang'an is generous enough to lend the Buddha's relics to the academy."
"But the only person who can receive this Buddha's relic is Chang'an."
"In other words, if you want to continue the roots of Jianmu, you must have Chang'an become the master of Jianmu..."
These third-grade scholars all fell silent.
This matter is too important for them to make the decision.
On the surface, it just allowed Li Changan to enter the Jianmu root veins and lead out the Buddha's relics to repair the root veins.
But in fact, it is to fundamentally determine Li Changan's status as the master of the cultural context.
They seem to be two things, but they are the same thing, and they are related to the future development of the academy.
Once he becomes the master of cultural context, it means that Li Changan will become the future master of White Deer Academy.
Although even now, Li Changan receives great attention in the academy, it is still not as good as the position of the leader of the context.
Zhao Hongshan paused, then patted Li Changan on the shoulder, "Chang'an, you go back and rest for a few days. I still need to discuss this matter with Wensheng Palace."
Li Changan nodded, clasped his fists and saluted respectfully to all the third-grade scholars, "Disciple, please leave."
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The third-grade scholars returned to Wensheng Palace and couldn't help but frowned.
"Is it too fast?" An Shitang was the first to speak, "The master of cultural context is the foundation of the academy."
"Any cultural master must be a respected and respected person in the world..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Tiangang, "The world is a place of great respect and virtue. Mr. An Xian, please think about it carefully. Is there anything wrong with Chang'an?"
"On the battlefield of Fengchuan, he shattered the innate cultural treasures and turned the tide of the war with one man. He provided disaster relief in the south and brought luck to the world. The people of the three prefectures all respected him. To this day, the three prefectures in the south are the foundation of the Jin Dynasty."
"The Poetry Society of the Six Nations saved the fate of the Jin Dynasty from decline."
"Looking at the bluestone Buddha head again, he did not hesitate to risk being forcibly converted by the bluestone Buddha head to save the capital."
"This pile, each piece, which one is not worthy?"
"Even those of us in the Wensheng Palace have never had such merit, right?"
Wang Tiangang's words made all the third-grade scholars fall silent.
In terms of achievements alone, Li Changan is indeed unparalleled and difficult for anyone in the world to surpass.
But I always feel like something is missing somewhere.
Zhao Hongshan said, "Yes, in this matter, Chang'an is indeed unique in history."
"However, among the three tests of cultural context, one is literary poetry; the other is supernatural power; and the third is the holy way, one is indispensable."
"There is a way to play chess in Chang'an, and there is no shortage of holy ways. You can skip it."
"But there are still two tests left. The theory of Wen Fu and the power of supernatural powers."
"Chang'an's poetry and prose are unparalleled in the world, but there are still few works handed down from generation to generation, and there are no classics or classics at hand. It really lacks some foundation."
"The other thing is the power of supernatural powers. Chang'an needs to be at least the best among the fourth-grade destiny-making realm scribes to be considered qualified."
The other three-level scholars all nodded.
"Yes, you can pass the test of the holy way, but there are still two tests left. If you don't pass, it will be difficult to convince the public."
Wang Tiangang nodded and said, "Okay, I will discuss this matter with Chang'an in detail and see how he responds."
"But can it be determined today that the cultural master assessment will be launched for Chang'an?"
Zhao Hongshan and other third-level scholars looked at each other and nodded one after another.
"Yes." Zhao Hongshan finally made the decision, "The academy will start the contextual examination for Li Chang'an."
"This matter can be announced to the world and witnessed by all people!"??