The daily life of Confucian sages hitting people along the network cable

Chapter 91 There are immortals and names!

Wu Xuanxun quickly got everything together.

In Liuyun University, there are only about [-] new students each year.

These people are far inferior to ordinary college students from the Eight Great Colleges.

Many of them don't even have the qualifications to enter the super-level exam.

But a university is a university after all, so a floating cloud university has the resources and finances to train thousands of foundation-building phases every year.

And now, it has been reduced by more than half!

However, the sixth master is here, blatantly protecting the calf, Wu Xuanxun has nothing to do.

Perhaps these funds are not even a drop in the bucket for Xianwu Academy, but for Liuyun University, it is too painful and hurts!
However, the bloody smell on Han Zhou's body can be seen at a glance, and it can be said and done.

Wu Xuanxun gritted his teeth and put everything together.

Before leaving, Master Liu: "Didn't you reach the limit of body training very early? You have also comprehended the domain, why haven't you hit the domain stage?"

Han Zhou: "..."

Sixth Lord: "Your foundation is solid enough, hurry up and hit the realm stage. With your talent, the Three Nine Heavenly Tribulation must be the strongest Heavenly Tribulation, and crossing the Tribulation has much more meaning to you than others."

Han Zhou was puzzled.

From the mouth of the sixth master, it seems that the strongest catastrophe is not a bad thing, but a good thing?
Han Zhou looked at Leng Yunxin.

Leng Yunxin: "Let's go first."

what's the situation?
However, Han Zhou didn't ask, and he didn't dare to gamble, because in the eyes of a peerless master like Master Liu, no matter how talented the Foundation Establishment Stage was, it was not as valuable as a super-talented Golden Core Stage.

Perhaps, Liu Ye didn't care about the wear and tear of the people below when they crossed the catastrophe, right?

Back at the college, Han Zhou changed hands and sold the third-grade metal gatehouse that Liuyun University paid for.

Sold a full 50 billion.

The 50 billion was saved in a public account opened by Han Zhou.

As for the [-] cultivation resources, they were all sent to the academy and exchanged for [-] cultivation resources suitable for Confucianism cultivation.

The things are all stored in the college's warehouse for Han Zhou.

……

Back in the forest, all the Confucian scholars were very excited.

At this time, those Confucian scholars who were seriously injured were also sent back.

Those who went to watch the battle were all describing how strong Han Zhou was.

"Teacher Han, relying only on his physical body, he instantly killed Chu Shan in the late stage of Jindan, and beat everyone in Liuyun University so that he didn't dare to stand up."

"Three moves, one move and one golden core period."

"What is the realm of Mr. Han? A ninth-level scholar, with such combat power?"

"Mr. Han is the legendary No. 1 in the foundation period of the Imperial Academy of Immortal Martial Arts. Although no one has seen him attack with all his strength, today, it can be regarded as seeing him. Even in the later stage of Jindan, he is no match for Mr. Han!"

Someone also told the truth: "We are just ordinary monks, and the students of the eight major colleges are all genius monks. Teacher Han is a genius among geniuses. Although it is exaggerated to suppress ordinary Jindan in the later stage, it is not unimaginable, and Teacher Han Haven't used a pen yet."

Everyone is imagining what it will be like once Han Zhou starts writing.

Crying ghosts and howling gods, the sky is falling apart?
Wenqi canopy, thousands of miles of ink clouds?
At this time, Han Zhou came back.

"Everyone, gather."

Three thousand Confucian scholars gathered together.

Han Zhou stood on the stage: "Since it is a school, it can no longer be a straggler."

"From today, there will be ten organizations in our Jixia Academy."

"Reward the good, punish the evil, scholars, farmers, industry, merchants, construction, military, guard, and so."

"Thank you, come out."

Xie Xing walked out and bowed respectfully with the ancient courtesy: "Teacher, the students are here."

Han Zhou: "From today onwards, you are an envoy to punish evil. You must supervise all the students of Jixia Academy. You must not do evil or violate school rules. If you have any behavior of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, you will be killed directly."

This is a structure that a sect or a top academy must have.

It's also the reason why those university people chase after these Confucian scholars and don't let go.

It's true that the dragon slayer is a dragon slayer, but what's wrong with turning around and being a dragon?
"Students, remember." Xie Xing bowed.

Xie Xing's strength is still very good, otherwise Liuyun University would not have sent Zhao Xi to trouble him.

Among these people, Xie Xing was considered to be the most powerful.

Han Zhou: "Master Qingqing, from today onwards, you are a rewarding envoy. Any student who has made achievements in their studies and striving for honor for the academy, you must reward them according to the regulations."

"Master, you are responsible for managing and distributing each student's practice resources."

"Minister of Agriculture, you lead the students to work, and you are self-sufficient in food."

"Minister of Construction, you are in charge of supervising construction and maintaining the tradition of building a stone chamber every day."

"Minister of the Ministry of Health, you are in charge of the security of the academy, and choose the strongest fighters to join the guard."

"..."

Everything is assigned.

The Confucian scholars were also ecstatic.

50 billion reserve funds, [-] Confucian scholars' cultivation resources.

These things are things that the vast majority of Confucian scholars have never heard of, let alone seen and enjoyed.

And many students feel a little regretful when they hear that the luxurious third-brand building has become 50 billion yuan.

After all, it is a very domineering gate.

With this face, if someone comes to make trouble in the future, he will have to think about it a few times.

When arranging things, Han Zhou also listened to the Confucian scholars below discussing this.

After all the distribution, I took out the pen and paper: "Cultivation is up to you."

"Whether the academy is strong or not depends on whether you are strong, not whether the academy itself is luxurious or rich."

"I would like to use this article to encourage you all."

Han Zhou started to write with a brush.

When I was writing, after the first sentence was completed, I found that this article had extracted a lot of style, even the most among all the poems I had written, not one of them!

However, Han Zhou continued to compose calmly.

【A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.Water does not have to be deep. 】

【Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY.You can tune the plain piano and read the golden scriptures. 】

[Most Holy Cloud: Why is there such a thing? 】

In this world, it is not Confucius, but the most sage teacher, Confucius, who left behind the humbleness in the Analects of Confucius.

Therefore, Confucius cloud, Han Zhou changed to Zhisheng cloud.

When the pen fell, a ray of light spread from the paper towards the mountains.

Covers a huge area.

Han Zhou has a clear understanding. After this article is completed, it is not a one-off, so it will not burn ink to become a law.

Instead, it is in the form of moistening things silently, and it is working at any time.

And its role lies in the first sentence.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.Water does not have to be deep.

This poem is actually a BUFF, which can enhance the efficiency of Confucianism and Taoism for everyone in the range!

If we talk about the rules, under the coverage of this article, everyone's closeness to Wen Dao will increase, the efficiency of refining Wen Qi will become higher, and their understanding of the article will be deepened.

Is that so?
Han Zhou took a deep breath: "May all the students of Jixia Academy be like dragons."

The Confucian scholars also quickly felt that they had received some kind of blessing, and their bodies felt warm.

And Han Zhou dropped his pen and sat on the boulder: "I'm tired, take a nap."

After speaking, he fell to the ground.

Shi Qingqing quickly rushed up to the boulder, inspected it carefully, and then whispered: "Teacher's literary energy is exhausted, and the sea of ​​learning is dry. You need to rest."

Only then did everyone know that Han Zhou had almost exhausted all his fuel to write this article.

A Confucian scholar stepped forward: "I know how to frame, so I frame this article and hang it on the wall?"

Xie Xing: "The teacher has already said that the mountain is not high, it is famous if there are immortals."

"Why frame it?"

"This article should be pasted directly on the wall of the first stone room."

"However, no one can be allowed to live in this first stone room. I suggest that we invite the portraits of the most holy master and many semi-sages and Yan masters to hang in the middle hall, draw a portrait of the teacher, and hang it on the right side. , side by side with "Humble Room Inscription."

Everyone thought it made sense: "I have a portrait of the most holy teacher, use mine, or should we buy a new portrait?"

"The teacher said that if the mountain is not high, there is a dragon, so there is no need for a new portrait, just use your old one."

Someone suggested: "Although the teacher advocates simplicity, as students, we can't make the teacher's face dull, and we should choose the best material and the best frame for the teacher's portrait?!"

Everyone nodded: "Indeed! Let's do it like this!"

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