Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 115: The Academy is Young
A child was throwing rocks outside Washan Town.
That year the stone Buddha collapsed, Lanke Temple was destroyed, and the Bon Festival meeting was never held again. Naturally, no tourists came to Washan Town, and the stone fish ponds on the street had long since dried up.
People now mainly make a living through the restoration project of Lanke Temple. The monks in the temple are generous, so they live a pretty good life. The stones in the mountains and valleys have become the most convenient toys for children, and they are also a good economic source.
Source: Stone Buddha is made of very good material and can be carved into various small Buddha statues and sold for money.
The child followed his mother's instructions and wanted to break the two rocks apart along the grain, but today was the first time he started doing this work, and he was very unfamiliar with it, so he couldn't break it open after a long time.
He was very angry and kept wiping his nose and hitting his nails until they were shocked and bleeding.
A scholar wearing a cotton-padded jacket appeared next to him, with a blood stain on his left shoulder.
The scholar watched the child hit the stone, asked twice, and then stepped forward to help. He didn't know where he got such strength. The two stones collided in the air and split neatly into four pieces.
The child was very happy, thanked the scholar, and wanted to become his teacher.
The scholar smiled slightly and disappeared.
After a while, a Taoist priest in Qingyi appeared outside the town.
He asked the child twice, then smiled and disappeared.
The child looked at the four stones in his arms, felt a little confused, turned around and walked towards the town.
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The sound of bells echoed in Chaoyang City.
The bell does not come from the White Pagoda Temple, but from the Royal Palace. This is the death knell representing the death of His Majesty the King.
There was an old woman on the side of the narrow street. She was sitting on a stool picking up the soles of her shoes. She was listening to the sound of the bell and rubbed her cloudy eyes. She muttered, "What's going on here? What's going on here?"
A scholar appeared in front of the old woman and asked politely: "Can you mend the torn cotton-padded jacket?"
The old woman looked at the holes on the left shoulder of the cotton-padded jacket he was wearing and the blood stains, and said angrily: "Where did this come from a fight? You don't learn much at a young age."
After the cotton-padded jacket was mended, the scholar left.
After a while, the Taoist priest in Qingyi appeared in front of the old woman.
The old woman looked at the tear on the hem of his green shirt, waved her hand and said, "This material is too good, I dare not mend it."
Taoist Qingyi left again.
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The Xiling Temple army has already moved north.
Today, Taoshan is quiet and lonely. Only two or three priests walked slowly by.
The scholar appeared in front of the temple and then left.
The Taoist priest in Qingyi then appeared and left again.
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On this late autumn day, the scholar and the Qingyi Taoist traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the world.
One person is in front and one person is behind.
Thousands of miles in an instant, there is no distance.
Every time it appears, the injury on the scholar's shoulder becomes heavier.
But Taoist Qingyi had nothing wrong with him.
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An unnamed island deep in the South China Sea.
On the white beach, there is a short wooden stick, half of the stick body has been buried in the sand.
It looks like an ordinary stick, but it's actually quite extraordinary.
Because the owner left the world, it was left here and looked very ordinary.
The scholar appeared on the beach. He bent down and picked up the stick.
The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi also appeared on the beach and stretched his palms towards the blue sea.
A sword flew from the sea and fell into his hand.
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The Taoist priest in Qingyi said: "Are you tired after walking for so long?"
The senior brother said: "Compared with the temple master, I am still young."
Then he asked: "Isn't the viewer tired?"
The Qingyi Taoist said: "I walk faster."
The senior brother said: "The master of the temple is really walking very fast. If I can't find this stick, I really don't know what I will do."
Taoist Master Qingyi said: "Even if you find the wooden stick left by Master, you can only hold on for another seven days."
The senior brother looked at him and said, "It's good to be able to hold on for one more day."
The Qingyi Taoist said: "My destiny is already determined, so why bother in vain?"
The senior brother said: "There is no destiny in the world. No one knows what will happen in seven days."
Seven days were enough for the Western Army of the Tang Dynasty to defeat the invading enemies of the Yuelun Kingdom, enough for Ning Que to master the frightening array of Chang'an City, and enough for the academy to do many things.
Taoist Master Qingyi said: "After seven days, the academy will cease to exist."
The senior brother said: "Teacher is fighting in the sky, we disciples will not let this happen."
The headmaster of the Xiling Temple has already gone to the academy in person. According to Taoist calculations, the academy has no ability to reverse the situation. However, looking at the calm expression on the senior brother's face at this time, there seems to be something fishy.
The Qingyi Taoist paused slightly and said, "You should know where the Taoist sect's real attack direction is."
The army of Xiling Temple is in the south of the Tang Dynasty, in Qinghe County, outside Qingxia Gorge.
The senior brother said calmly: "I'm not as good as Jun Mo, so I'm here."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear, Jun Mo is there.
Taoist Qingyi said: "Don't be humble. Although Jun Mo has endless potential, even I can't see how far he can go on the battlefield, but you are still the strongest senior brother in the academy, and your realm is the highest."
, poses the greatest threat to Daomen, so I will come and watch you."
The senior brother said: "The Temple Master is also the greatest threat to the Tang Dynasty, so I have been waiting for you to look at me, and the Temple Master's realm is far above mine. In this way, our academy always takes advantage."
Crossing the five realms does not mean invincibility. For example, practitioners in the Apocalypse realm can have nearly invincible power after the divine radiance of Haotian is poured into their bodies, but they may not necessarily be able to defeat the siege of the people in the world.
Only in the realm of distancelessness, one can seize the head of an admiral from thousands of miles away and use it on the battlefield. That is the most terrifying and difficult to prevent method.
The Qingyi Taoist said: "I can ignore you."
The eldest brother showed a very rare look of confidence on his face and said: "You must pay attention to me."
The Taoist priest in Qingyi said: "Why do you say this?"
The senior brother looked at him and said seriously: "I have learned how to fight. If the master ignores me or doesn't come to look at me, I can kill many people, such as the Judgment God's Seat, the Oracle God's Seat, Ye Su, except Liu Bai.
I have no confidence in the headmaster, and I can kill the rest of them."
Taoist Qingyi said: "I can also kill many people."
The senior brother shook his head and said: "You know very well that you can't kill the people in Chang'an City. If you can't kill the people in the academy, then this human war will be meaningless."
Taoist Qingyi said: "I said you can only last seven days at most. After seven days, I can let go and kill you."
The senior brother said: "I also said that there is no destiny in the world. No one knows what will happen in seven days."
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The scenery of the mountain behind the academy has turned into a fake painting. Everything in the painting seems to be moving. In fact, it is motionless, just like the ever-changing lines on a chessboard, but in reality they are regular and unchanging.
In the black and white world of Go, the camps of both sides gradually melted and condensed. Then a large blank appeared in the middle. On the edge of the blank, a brave soldier fell slumped to one side.
The proud national warrior in the middle of the chessboard was covered with dust and overturned. Behind the national warrior, the chariot of ten thousand chariots was seriously damaged and could no longer move forward, leaving only a deep rut.
The scenery gradually came to life again. The silver stream hanging down between the cliffs in the distance made a roaring sound when it collided with the pool water. The woods all over the mountains and fields stretched their waists again.
The more than ten Xiling Divine Guards beside the chariot had long since died, and countless dense straight lines appeared on their bodies. But the figure on the chariot was still tall and broke out without any harm.
Somewhere in the forest behind the mountain, the little white wolf was curled up in a hole, constantly licking its injured forelimb. The blood dyed the silk quilt in the hole red, and his spirit looked very gloomy and pitiful.
On the clear stream behind the blacksmith house, the big white goose was still sitting high on the top of the water wheel, its head bent toward the sky, but there was no song to sing about it. It looked extremely angry and unwilling, and the blood gradually dyed its white belly feathers red.
The old cattle on the meadow in the distance look increasingly tired and old.
The chessboard under the pine trees beside the cliff had been broken into countless pieces. The fifth senior brother and the eighth senior brother looked at the broken chessboard on the table in silence for a long time, blood dripping from the corners of their lips, and they suffered extremely serious internal injuries.
The brothers looked at each other speechlessly, seeing a hint of regret in each other's eyes.
You really shouldn't spend half your life on the chessboard just because you like it. If you have really learned some fighting skills from the teacher these years, how can you allow this old master to be so arrogant?
The headmaster laughed loudly.
The thousands of gauze curtains on the chariot trembled uneasily, and a sudden wind rose from the mountains, stirring up pine waves, making a roaring sound, and the flowing clouds crashed into the waterfall in the distance and broke into silk wadding.
His laughter was extremely heroic and full of contentment.
First kill Xu Shi, then destroy the academy, and then destroy Chang'an. The Tang Dynasty will no longer exist!
There is no doubt that this will be the pinnacle of his life.
And at this moment, a person walked up from the clouds and mist on the mountainside.
It was Yu Lian, the third senior sister of the Academy.
She walked slowly on the mountain path.
Yu Lian is very petite, has a delicate appearance, but has a gentle and mature temperament.
If you just looked at her, you would think she is a girl.
If you look closely at her eyes, you will think that she is a woman who has seen everything in the world.
Looking at her on the mountain path, the headmaster's laughter gradually subsided.
"Mr. Third, I know that you are extraordinary. The Dongxuan realm is just a means to deceive the world. As long as you are willing, you can advance to know your destiny at any time, so don't act mysterious here at this time."
Yu Lian said nothing and continued to move forward. As his footsteps rose and fell, something very strange happened.
Her black hair gradually fell to her waist.
But it's not that her black hair is growing longer, it's that she's getting shorter!
Yu Lian was walking on the mountain road, and she became shorter with every step she took. Her already very childish face became even more youthful, and finally she gradually turned into a girl of twelve or thirteen years old!
The aura on her body was also changing and improving. As the head teacher said, she easily broke through the threshold of Dongxuan Realm and advanced to the level of Fate Knowing Realm!
Looking at the changes taking place in Yu Lian through the gauze curtain, the headmaster said indifferently: "I said..."
His voice suddenly stopped.
His brows suddenly frowned.
Because after Yu Lian entered the fate-knowing realm, his aura was still rising!
Walking along the mountain road, in the blink of an eye, she went from the Cave Mysterious Realm to the peak of the Fate-Knowing Realm!
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