Dao Fruit

In the end, Yuan Muxi still failed to buy the microphone because the price was too expensive. However, he also learned that not everyone can afford this kind of thing, but as long as he pays a few copper coins, it can be purchased. Can send messages temporarily.

"After all, it is the Holy Land of Middle-earth, and everything reveals extraordinary things. This kind of microphone is really beyond imagination. It is more useful than the magical powers of many gods. If it can be applied to Zhutuolan, I don't know how many people will be facilitated."

Yuan Muxi thought as he walked, and he had a lot of aftertaste. Ever since he entered the land of Darui, he has been surprised almost every day, but behind every surprise, he points to the same person.

"Master Dingguo" in the mouth of the people.

Of course, this Dingguo Lord is Qiu Yan, the Marquis of Dingguo. Yuan Muxi also knows very well that the way of knowing and doing that he admires comes from this person, which is called "Qiu Xue". The core of it is this capital. Zhixing Academy in the suburbs.

There are also many rumors about Nazhixing Academy.

"I don't know if the Hall of Saints, Jubao Pavilion, and Sky Viewing Platform in the academy are really as magical as the rumors say. If so, it would be possible to obtain the "Grand Canon" compiled by many great Confucians and masters, and then supplement it with knowledge and practice. The way of inheriting Zhu Tuolan should be able to enlighten the people's wisdom..."

With this thought in mind, the group walked through the busy city, took the document, and after passing Beiguan, headed directly towards Xingjing. As they walked, many small towns along the way became larger and larger, which also made These few people are getting more and more surprised, and sometimes they can still watch. People who rely on mechanical creations to move forward are inevitably surprised.

Even Qingyunzi who left this eastern land. I never thought that in less than ten years, Dali would undergo such a big change. It was completely different from what I remembered.

Finally, when Xingjing's huge and majestic silhouette appeared in their eyes, Yuan Muxi and others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. It was the eight-armed dragon and the master of the Nanzhang Palace among the mad cows. I once saw the palace of the gods and the splendor on that day. But after all, it bears the mark of magical power, and has an erratic and unreal flavor. But the majestic city of Xingjing is actually standing in the mortal world.

"Xiongcheng Pass, the trip to the east is really worthwhile." For a long time. Yuan Muxi sighed again. Ever since he entered Middle-Earth, he often felt sad. At the same time, the group quickened their pace.

On the way, the mad cow's will was dominated by Qingyunzi. As he walked, he said, "I wonder if the young master has any arrangements? The destination of this trip is the Zhixing Academy, but as far as I know, the current prime minister is in charge of the academy. It's not easy to see, but it's not difficult to simply enter the academy, and it won't be a problem for us, because before I was reincarnated, I had heard that demons came to the academy to learn how to behave and behave politely. , it is also said in the spiritual world that there is no difference in teaching, but when you enter the academy, you have to start from scratch like an ordinary Confucian disciple."

"This is exactly what I want!" After hearing this, the original mother's eyes lit up, "Most of the articles I have obtained along the way are scraps and fragments, fragmented and unsystematic. If I can enter the academy and devote myself to study, it will be a blessing. It just takes more time, so what?”

In fact, if I hadn't had the ambition in my heart to let the lower class people in my hometown understand myself and stop belittling myself, I would have been happy to stay in the East and study with peace of mind.

"It's really rare for Your Excellency to have such an idea."

At this time, a voice came from the side and fell in the ears of Yuan Muxi and others. They all followed the sound and saw a young man with a heroic face looking at them with a smile.

"Who are you?" The monkey suddenly jumped forward, his face full of vigilance.

After passing Beiguan, the road became more and more solid, and there were more and more people on the road, all kinds of people dressed in all kinds of clothes, so the black-haired monkeys and others did not deliberately detect the breath of the passers-by, so they were easily caught by people. Talk next to you.

The young man saluted generously and then said: "I am Qi Jiulian. I have no official position now, but I once served as an official under the Marquis of Na Ding. I came here today specifically to wait for you."

"Are you a subordinate of Marquis Dingguo?" The black-haired monkey was stunned. He had heard about this man's famous tree all the way, and even he, a great demon, had some respect for Marquis Dingguo.

"It's true," Qi Jiulian said, walked up to Yuan Muxi, looked at him for a few times, then nodded and said, "Yes, you are not too old at your age, but if you are placed in Zhixing Academy, you are not very old." You are not young anymore. I read some books in the past, but my writing may not be good-looking, so I will inevitably be laughed at in the academy, but you should be able to bear it. "

"Huh? What do you mean?" Mad Cow asked on the side.

Qi Jiulian said: "We all know your purpose of coming. You want to ask for knowledge. This is a sign of being eager to learn. Zhixing Academy will not refuse. In fact, over the years, there have been many people seeking to learn, not just you. , there are many people who have traveled across the sea to study in the surrounding southern borderlands, grasslands, and even overseas island countries, and these people can learn the "Grand Canon".

Yuan Muxi was quite surprised and asked subconsciously: "The compilation of the "Grand Canon" has been completed!?"

Qi Jiulian shook his head and said: "Back then, Marquis Dingguo used the map of hundreds of sages to attract descendants of hundreds of schools of thought in the world. Great Confucians and great masters came to take charge of the Jubao Pavilion and compiled the canon. Now a few years have passed, and many great Confucians have also left and gone. There is not much left, but a lot of hard work has been condensed into the "Grand Canon". It can be said that the classic is taking shape, but there is no end to learning. It seems that the compilation is completed, but the future is still unknown, so it must be included in it. Future generations, generations to come, all need to be perfected, and there will never be a day when it will be completed!”

"Yes, learning has no end, and you can't slack off!" Hearing this, Yuan Muxi became serious and bowed to Qi Jiulian, thanking him for his teachings.

Qi Jiulian waved his hand and said, "This is nothing, I just said it. It's impossible for me to learn until I'm old, don't listen to my nonsense."

Yuan Muxi said, "No matter who says it, it's the same. What matters is to learn the essence." Then he changed the subject, "If I enter the academy, I don't know when I can study with Dingguo Hou? I heard that he is busy with state affairs and rarely has time to enter the academy."

"A few days ago, it was difficult to ask, but now it's not difficult." Qi Jiulian said as he walked, "He has resigned from the court. The next step is to concentrate on learning. He should write books and should stay in the academy."

"Dingguo Hou resigned from his official position?" Yuan Muxi was stunned again. This was the first time he heard of this news.

"The power in the court is just a tool of the Marquis Dingguo. Use it when it is needed and discard it after use. There is no need to be surprised." Qi Jiulian also knew that this news was widely circulated in the capital, but it had not spread outside the city.

Soon, the group came to the outside of Zhixing Academy.

Now it is not appropriate to talk about the academy, because it has really become a small town, with crisscrossing fields and people coming and going, but there are not many old farmers inside, and they are all students who are farming.

Such a scene will surprise many people who come from other places to study.

"Studying and doing old farmer's work is just as the book says." Yuan Muxi was not surprised, as if she thought it was natural.

Qi Jiulian did not say much, but just led a group of people inside. Many students along the way noticed that they saw that several people did not look like people from the Middle Earth, but they were not surprised, because at this time, there were no fewer foreigners in the academy town, and Yuan Muxi saw several of them after walking a few steps.

After passing the outer fields, they entered a group of houses.

Qi Jiulian pointed at the houses and said, "The houses here were built by the students who helped each other. If you want to study, you have to do the same. But don't think that building a house is a simple matter. There are many tricks involved. So you can only do the work. For the specific construction, we still need to invite Confucian scholars who have learned some mechanical and architectural techniques to come and let them give us some advice."

"What's so difficult about building a house?" The black-haired monkey disagreed.

Qi Jiulian smiled and said, "I'm just introducing it to you. You have to experience it yourself."

Then they walked forward and passed through the houses and came to the original academy. The observation platform stood behind it. It looked very majestic at first glance, but there were cracks on the surface of the platform, which was quite eye-catching.

Yuan Muxi withdrew his gaze from the viewing platform and scanned the surroundings. There were buildings with different characteristics and aura. He knew that they were the buildings in the rumors. Then his eyes wandered and fell on the figures wandering in the building complex.

"These people can study here on their own. Even if it is the Jubao Pavilion, as long as they report a few days in advance, they can enter and watch the ceremony. But how much they can remember and how much essence they can get depends on themselves. If you want to get started, you should also act in this way. If you want to preach, you must first understand the Tao yourself. There is no need for me to repeat the redundant things." Qi Jiulian said, waved his hand, and was about to leave.

"Sir, you don't stay here?" Yuan Muxi looked puzzled.

Qi Jiulian laughed and said, "Why should I stay here? I am from Taixu Academy. I have become a staff member of Dingguo Hou. My future goal is to defeat Qiu Xue and spread the Tao of Taixu. Take care, everyone."

After speaking, he shook his sleeves and left in big strides, leaving Yuan Muxi and others in shock.

"This... this Middle-earth person is really extraordinary." At the end, even the black-haired monkey couldn't help but mutter.

As soon as the voice fell, a friendly young man came to Yuan Muxi's side and said with a smile: "This should be Brother Yuan from Zhutuolan, right? I am Meng Sanyi, and I came here to invite you on the order of my master."

Yuan Muxi also knew the name of Meng Sanyi, and he was inevitably a little frightened, but he didn't know that since he entered Donghua, he had a strong luck whistling, followed by rolling thunder, forming a strange phenomenon in the sky, extending all the way, and the momentum rose steadily. When he entered Zhixing Academy, it almost reached its peak!

Then, the chaotic airflow fell! (To be continued)

ps: Thanks to "God said there must be a book", "God said there must be a book", "Dark Night~Crow!", "Yueying Chenxin", "Wu Yuhua Cangsang", "Jiaada", "Saint George's Dragon Strike", "Bao Yu Zhenren", "Aoxue Tianzi" for voting for the monthly ticket!