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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Six: Authentic

The Three Realms Abyss outside the palace opened again, and groups of monks wearing white robes stood in front of the You Palace. The white robes had no mark of Shao State, but they still made people know that this was from Shao State.

The grand projection of the gate of the fairy world appears in the world, and the water and waves are swaying into it one by one.

"Go home!"

"Go home!"

Before everyone stepping into that door, they will shout, as if they want to release all the depression and depression in their hearts, and they will also contain a strong desire to return home.

Lin Shu held the sword and looked at Zhou Yang aging a little too fast and under tremendous pressure, saying, "Will there be any problems when we go back this time?"

Zhou Yang glanced at Lin Shu and immediately said, "We are not defeated, but made great contributions. For us, the Suiren Bow is more precious than the entire Shao State."

"Don't worry, after you go back, the superiors will definitely not let you bleed or cry, and you still need them in the country!"

Kong Huai was surrounded by people and entered the world with an incense artifact named Suiren Bow. This name not only interprets the power of the divine bow and fire, but also hopes that the Suiren Bow will bring the power of incense vows to the world, indicating that their trip was like the ancient legend that Suiren made fire by drilling wood to make fire, bringing new fire to the world.

Every time the Three Realms Abyss is opened, a group of people will leave, and similarly, there are continuous streams of people entering the mountains and seas.

Everyone who enters the mountains and seas thinks that they will be the protagonist of this era, change everything, and become the trendsetter of the times, but in the end they can only turn into the most ordinary particles of dust and fall into the bottom of the water as the years pass.

In the spiritual tea garden in Xianque Mountain, tea trees wind like dragon bodies, and there are red spiritual lights flashing like jade liquid. Groups of demons are walking in the spiritual tea garden in gorgeous and luxurious palace skirts, picking leaves to make spiritual tea. This is a tribute that only the Lord of the Youdu and a few Immortal Officials of the Youdu Palace can enjoy.

Yingzhao stood in front of the gate of the back garden of the Immortal Palace like a stone statue. This Yingzhao has been completely connected with the Xianque Mountain. The formation of Xianque Mountain is based on it as the array eye. The changes in the four seasons, wind, frost, rain and snow inside are controlled by its magical powers.

Any movement will immediately rise into the air. This fourth-level monster with the bloodline of the ancient demon god can instantly tear the invaders to pieces.

Fang Xiu was sitting on the stone beside the Tian Yao Pool, and his casual breathing rolled up huge power from the Tian Yao Pool, as if he was moving with the rhythm of the heaven and earth, sun and moon.

At this moment, Fang Xiu, who was in Xianque Mountain, did not look back, but he had already felt that the incense artifact followed the group out of the mountain and sea realm and entered the present world.

Although the incense artifact was suppressed by heavy seals, Lin Shu and Zhou Yang were puzzled and rushed to Youdu Immortal Island with Kong Huai as soon as possible, just because they were afraid of some accidents.

A wisp of blooming petals fell into the pond, causing a faint wave. Fang Xiu slowly opened his eyes: "It's almost over!"

At this point, Fang Xiu's plan to enter the mountain and sea realm has basically been completed, and he is just waiting for the final end.

The end of everything is naturally the unification of the East continent and the end of this era of war.

Bucheng has become increasingly prosperous in the past two years. The establishment of Shangxian Academy has made this place a new holy place and center for the disciples of the Academy.

Although it is close to the border, there is a master of Shangxian Academy, Tang Li, who is in charge. Thousands of disciples of the academy gather here. Even if the enemy country comes to the door, at least the safety of ordinary people in the Pan Kingdom in this city is still guaranteed.

Under such circumstances, even if the border friction between the two countries continues and the situation is turbulent, it is possible to provoke a war at any time, but Budi becomes more prosperous because it is close to Shaoguo and Gaoguo.

After the war between the two countries, a steady stream of materials and food were transported to Gaoguo, and the trade with Shaoguo and Shaoguo did not break off. Instead, it became even bigger. Even war could not affect the caravans of those aristocratic families doing business.

In addition, the land is close to the river and the ships are convenient for traveling, so more merchants stay here and more shops are increasing. The city of Bucheng has caused a miracle that turns from a wasteland into a big city in a few years.

Shangxian Academy was built in imitation of the former Dudu Academy. There were stone tablets in front of the door, and the streets were planted with moon locust trees.

If a practitioner passes this place and looks around, he will see lights of all sizes soaring into the sky from the academy. It is the literary spirit of all the disciples of the academy and have a righteous spirit.

The small ones are like fireflies and candlelight, and the big ones are like the bright moon in the sky.

A ray of light behind the school rises like a sunny sun, dispersing the ghosts and monsters in the entire city. As soon as ordinary demons step into this land, they will probably be burned to ashes.

Even a righteous monk will be strongly suppressed when he enters this city.

The sound of reading aloud sounded, young students were filled with passion, old students were graceful and chatting and laughing.

Everything seems to be back to the old Dahuan era, where dozens of saints and wise men gathered together in the Academy.

In the library in the backyard, Master Tang Li was standing on the ladder, sorting out the entire library's collection bit by bit. This is his biggest hobby in daily life.

In the past, the Wudu Academy had the largest library in the world, with thousands of books. However, as the last master of the Wudu Academy was killed in the Palace of King Huan, the Academy was dispersed, the Academy was closed and searched, and a large number of books were burned down. The original inheritance and a large number of books compiled and annotated by the former saints and wise men were scattered.

The inheritance of the Academy was lost. Even if the inheritance of other branches was made up for it little by little, it would seriously damage the vitality of the Academy.

Books are the most important wealth and inheritance of the academy, which is what several saints have said.

Since Tang Li obtained this jade slip, he began to re-copy the lost books and scriptures in the past little by little. In addition, the other branches of the academies recognized Tang Li's status and also sent a large number of classics that he had collected and refused to teach outside the country to Shangxian Academy.

In order to win over Confucius Tang Li and the Academy, the Prince Chao of Pan Kingdom sent a large number of books and gifts. In recent years, the library of Shangxian Academy has finally surpassed the ten thousand books in the library of the former Du Academy.

Tang Li's face continued with a beard, and she looked a little more calm and mature.

Because I have read poetry and books, and read the sage's scriptures, it is increasingly in line with the power of the preaching jade slip. The righteous spirit that has been passed down from the preaching jade slip has continued to flow into Tang Li's body, allowing him to quickly approach the third level of power, and even use the preaching jade slip to exert the fourth level of power.

This is like a world of difference from the practice of ordinary monks. Others have been practicing hard for a hundred years, but may not be as good as the twenty or thirty years of disciples in this school.

As long as you can read the meaning of the saint's scriptures and match the will and sages, you can continue to practice with the power of the Yinshi Dudu Academy and those sages.

However, there is also a disadvantage, that is, disciples in the academy cannot seek immortality.

The life span is only two hundred years at most. Even if the cultivation level is comparable to the fourth-level and fifth-level, or even if it turns into a land real immortal, its body will still grow old.

All his strength comes from the jade slip of preaching. After his death, he will also turn into the spirit of sages, enter the divine realm of the Du Academy, and be on par with the ancient sages, and cannot stay in the world.

However, many of the people who entered this Duandu Academy were disciples who were unable to practice, which was not harmful to them.

If you want to live forever, don’t worship the door to the school.

Tang Li packed up a scroll of books and finally took out a scroll of ancient ones that were so simple that they were a little yellow and black, with a little blurred handwriting.

This is a gift from the Prince of Panguo a few days ago. After Tang Li asked someone to put it in, he has only started to sort it out. When he opened it, Tang Li immediately found that most of the articles were ancient books, and some of the original works of the former sages that flowed out of the former Dushi Academy.

"It turned out to be the preacher of Fengsheng in the past? I don't know which master copied it!" Tang Li immediately became interested and slowly opened it.

The first sentence is the sentence that even a three-year-old child knows how to recite even when he is enlightened. The more he goes back, Tang Li's face changed a little bit, because he found that it did not seem to be copied by a teacher from the former Dudu Academy, nor was it copied and annotated by a sage.

"How is this possible? This is the original work of Fengsheng?" Tang Li's face changed drastically. No one expected that the books left by this former saint would have been preserved until now.
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