There is a piece of white jade in the box.
It is carved with a strange beast like a dragon and a tiger, which is small, delicate and lifelike.
Yun Que recognized this strange beast. It was rumored that one of the dragons was named Chihu.
At the same time as he recognized the strange beast, Yun Que thought of a word in his mind: The Emperor's Seal uses jade and tiger buttons.
Turning it over, there were eight characters engraved on the bottom.
'If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life. '
Imperial jade seal!
Yun Que was greatly surprised.
How could the emperor's jade seal appear in the back of the academy and be hidden behind the saint's handwriting?
Without any time to think, Yun Que took the jade seal into his arms and jumped to the ground.
There were rapid footsteps behind the iron gate, and someone was coming to check.
Asking Tu Su and Man Shen to quickly put the two rocks back into place, Yun Que ran to the iron gate in a few steps and temporarily blocked the gate.
A stone as tall as one person would definitely not be able to be moved by an ordinary person.
However, seventh-grade warriors like Tu Su and Man Shen didn't care. They each picked up a big stone and climbed to the top of the cliff.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a loud banging on the door.
Yun Que put one foot on the ground and pressed the other knee against the door, but it wouldn't open.
"Open the door!"
Song Lili's angry voice sounded from behind the door.
"Wait a moment, the door is broken, fix it immediately!" Yun Que said perfunctorily.
"No need to fix it! If it's broken, I'll make another one! Stay back!"
In Song Daoli's angry voice, a huge force came from the iron gate.
With the strength of Yun Que, a seventh-grade martial artist, he could barely withstand it.
"Wait! My leg is stuck! If I hit it again, it will break!"
While stalling for time, Yun Que waved his hands at Tu Su and Man Shen, signaling them to move faster.
"What the hell are you doing! Open the door!"
Song Lili's shout became more and more angry.
Yun Que waited until Tu Su and Man Shen reinstalled the stones before retreating.
With a clang, the iron door opened.
Song Daoli walked out with a sinking face.
He first looked at the three people facing the wall, then glanced at the recently extinguished fire and sweet potato peels in the corner.
As the general manager of the Academy Affairs Hall, how could he not understand such tricky Song principles? He just turned a blind eye.
Ignoring the sweet potatoes, Song Lili looked at the top of the cliff.
Then the Xuezheng's expression became colorful.
First he was sluggish, then frightened, then annoyed, and finally his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking with anger.
Yun Que followed Song Lili's gaze and saw the saint's handwriting on the top of the cliff.
Then Yun Que sighed helplessly and covered his forehead.
Careless.
Two illiterate idiots were asked to install rocks, but they were installed incorrectly!
The original eight characters were:
The sea is endless, but there are flowers on the other side.
Now it becomes:
There is no end to the ocean, but there are no flowers on the other shore.
The two words "yes" and "no" have changed their positions.
It's so obvious that not to mention a bachelor from the Academy, even a kid who just learned to read would be able to spot it.
"You, you, you traitors!"
Song Daoli was so angry that his hands were shaking. His whole body was undulating with an astonishing aura, and he said angrily:
"The saint's relics are a gift from heaven! You dare to trample on the saint's handwriting, you are simply treasonous! Tianqi Academy cannot teach you madmen, starting today! You three will be expelled from the academy and will never be admitted!"
When Song Daoliang shouted angrily, he was accompanied by a turbulent wave of air, which made the three of them unsteady and fell backwards.
In front of the aura exuded by Song Daoli, it was difficult for a seventh-grade martial artist to stand!
Yun Que knew very well that Song Lili had pure literary energy, which was similar to the aura of Taoism and was the core power for performing Confucian magic.
This general manager of the affairs hall indeed has a very strong cultivation level.
Tu Su and Man Shen were dumbfounded and wanted to beg for mercy, but Song Lili's breath made them unable to open their mouths.
Yun Que knew he was in trouble.
But I didn't expect it to be so serious.
It's just a stone dropped, just press it back. If you really can't sit back and think about it for a few days, why should you be expelled?
Wuxin Cliff is not only a place facing the wall, it is also regarded as a sacred place by the Academy. After all, there are relics written by the saint here, and even the entire hill is not allowed to be set foot at will.
Yun Que didn't know this rule before.
Now I know it's too late.
Seeing Song Daoli's angry look, it would be difficult for him to stay in the academy.
At this moment, a slightly hunchbacked old man slowly walked out of the iron gate, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. His old eyes were very cloudy.
The old man was wearing an ordinary coarse cloth gown and a pair of cloth shoes. He looked ordinary.
Seeing the old man, Song Lili immediately restrained his breath, stood with his hands down respectfully, and said:
"Great wine ceremony! Why are you here?"
The old man who appeared was none other than Qin Meng, the Academy's chief sacrificial wine man who planted a large area of sweet potatoes in the back mountain and left a sweet potato poem.
"I am old and sleep lightly. If I hear any noise, I will come and take a look."
Dajijiu spoke in a gentle tone, as if he were talking to someone in a homely manner. He sounded like an old man from his neighbor. If you didn't know him, it would be hard to imagine that this old man was actually in charge of the entire Tianqi Academy.
"These students are extremely stubborn. Not only did they fight and cause trouble in the Martial Arts Hall, but they were also dishonest when they were punished by facing the wall at Wuxin Cliff. They dared to step on the Wuming Mountain, and they also trampled down the saint's relics. They are simply hopeless! The students made their own decisions and put them on the wall. These three people were expelled from the academy as a warning to others." Song Daoli said in a deep voice.
Da Jijiu did not express his position, but looked at Yun Que and Tu Su Manshen and the others, and said with a smile:
"Ten thousand wines are exchanged in Xinfeng, and Xianyang has been a ranger for many years. No one is a saint, and no one can make mistakes, let alone a few young boys."
The tone of the grand ceremony was obviously interceding with Yun Que and others.
Yun Que was so smart that he immediately bowed and said:
"The student is a commoner from the countryside. The new entrant into the palace does not know the rules of this place. The student knows his mistakes."
Since the great sacrificial wine is a reasonable thing, then those who don’t know will not blame this principle, it is just right.
Before Da Jijiu could speak, Song Lili said angrily:
"If you don't know the rules, don't you know the relics of the saint! If you dare to make trouble on the nameless mountain, you are simply stepping on the saint's head! If you don't respect the teacher and respect the Tao, you are treasonous!"
Confucian monks like Song Daoliu had reached a fanatical level of respect for Confucian saints. The relics of saints can only be admired, not trampled on.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand Song Li's anger.
The Confucian sage created the Confucian cultivation system, which is equivalent to the founder of a school, and those who come after him can only admire him.
You can scold a Confucian monk for anything, and the worst is to fight with fists and kicks, but once you insult a Confucian saint in front of a Confucian monk, the Confucian monk will fight tooth and nail.
Yun Que had nothing to say.
Tu Su and Man Shen both looked sad. They knew this was a forbidden area, but as soon as the fight started, they got so excited that they forgot about it. Now that they calmed down, they regretted it.
Dajiujiu laughed and said:
"It is not impossible to step on the top of a saint's head. If a latecomer can step on the top of a saint's head and take a step further, I think the Confucian sage will also be happy."
Song Lili was speechless and silent after hearing what he said during the grand ceremony.
Looking at the nameless barren mountain that was not that high, Dajijiu sighed and said with emotion:
"Knowledge is used to manage the family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. Knowledge is the cornerstone one after another. You need to climb up the steps to reach the top. We old guys have practiced for many years and achieved nothing. When we get old, the only hope left is It is to become a cornerstone for the younger generations to step on our shoulders and take a few more steps forward.”
Dajiujiu was spoken calmly and simply, but in Song Lili's ears, it was like thunder exploding.
Song Lili frowned tightly and remained silent for a long time. He bowed to the sacrificial wine and said:
“Students are taught.”
Then Song Lili glared at Yun Que and the others and said:
"I take back the previous punishment of expulsion. However, these three students are really naughty. They faced the wall for ten days. The punishment is too light!"
The Grand Priest Wine smiled and said:
"Then they will be punished by facing a wall for ten days and not allowed to eat roasted sweet potatoes."
When Da Jijiu opened his mouth, Song Lili didn't dare not listen. He glared at the three of them fiercely, waved his sleeves and left.
Yun Que and Tu Su Manshen saluted together and thanked them for the large sacrificial wine.
Compared to being expelled from school, the punishment of not eating baked sweet potatoes is almost the same as being tickled.
Yun Que breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Meng looked at the three of them with a smile and said, "Where did you come from?"
"Coming from the grassland!" Tu Su replied hurriedly.
"I am also from the grassland!" Manshen replied.
Dajiujiu nodded slightly, shook his head slightly, and looked at Yun Que.
Yun Que originally wanted to reply that he came from Qinghu Mountain, but when he saw the great priest shaking his head, his heart suddenly moved.
"Student, come from the mortal world." Yun Que replied respectfully.
"Where are we going?" Da Jijiu asked with a smile.
"Go to the sky." Yun Que replied.
"What are you going to do?" Dajijiu said.
"I heard that immortals are generous, go and make some money from them." Yun Que said.
"Hahahaha! I have asked many people this question, and the answers I got are varied. Some people want to ascend to immortality, some want to reach the moon in the nine heavens, and some want to explore the outer world to find the method of immortality. Only you, want to Going to heaven to make money, yes, he is a wise man."
Da Jiujiu twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Young people, you should practice more diligently and be less naughty. You can replace the wrong rocks yourself."
The three of them responded in unison, turned around and ran towards the cliff to replace the rocks.
The high priest smiled and looked at the saint's handwriting.
As he watched, Qin Meng's cloudy eyes suddenly changed.
Just like a puddle of muddy water, it turns clear in an instant!
Da Jijiu's eyes were no longer cloudy, glowing with a frightening brilliance, and his long eyebrows were also slightly knitted.
While the eyes of the Grand Priest Wine changed, the steps of Yun Que and the others froze.
It’s not that I don’t want to leave, it’s that I can’t walk!
The three of them seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. No matter how hard they stepped, their feet would not move at all!
This power is mysterious and powerful. It is definitely not a spell, it is just breath.
Yun Que was secretly frightened.
The fluctuations in the aura alone are so terrifying, how terrifying will the cultivation of this high priest be!
Looking back, Yun Que found that the high priest was looking at the saint's handwriting with a confused expression.
It seemed that he had encountered some kind of problem.
After a long time, the aura that imprisoned the three people dissipated.
The high priest turned around and left, saying something before leaving:
"Let the stone be like this for now, no need to move it."
Since there was no need to exchange the sacrificial wine, Tu Su and Man Shen were overjoyed.
Just now, each of them carried a huge boulder to climb the mountain. The cliff was so steep that they were really exhausted. Their backs and waists ached. They would have to lie down from exhaustion if they wanted to do it again.
Soon only Yun Que and three others were left at the bottom of the cliff.
A crisis of expulsion passed without any danger.
Tu Su and Man Shen were secretly rejoicing, while Yun Que was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the cliff, always looking at the big characters left by the eight saints above his head.
Dajijiu looked wrong just now.
Yun Que felt that Dajijiu must have noticed something from these eight words.
But the saint's handwriting has been left behind for thousands of years. As the head of the academy, Qin Meng had seen the great sacrificial wine many times.
Why did you realize something today?
"There is no end to the ocean, but there are no flowers on the other side..."
As he murmured An's reversed handwriting, Yun Que gradually understood something and became increasingly shocked.
The sea is endless, but there are flowers on the other side.
This original sentence is an understanding and longing for spiritual practice, which makes practitioners look forward to the future of arduous practice with the end of all hardships and the joy of success.
But now the two words are reversed, and the meaning of this sentence becomes completely different!
There is no end to the ocean, but there are no flowers on the other shore.
It means that the road of spiritual practice has an end, but there are no flowers at the end of the spiritual practice. It is not beautiful, and there is even a huge crisis that no one knows about!
The previous sentence is a word of encouragement.
The last sentence is clearly a warning!
"On the other side...are there flowers or no flowers?"
Yun Que looked at the writing on the top of the cliff and fell into deep contemplation.
