"You two classmates, you are polite."
Fan Li and Holy Master Hanyue were looking for their seats, but were stopped by a Confucian scholar.
This man's appearance is ugly, especially because he has several black moles next to his right eye, which makes him even more uglier.
However, he was well-dressed and dressed from head to toe, not inferior to the young masters from famous families in Chu State.
Fan Li never judged people by their appearance, but today he really felt that the other person was even more ugly at heart.
why?
Zhu Ziyang took the initiative to say hello, but in fact blocked their way arrogantly.
His narrow eyes were scanning Holy Lord Hanyue from beginning to end.
As for Fan Li, he didn't even look at him.
When Luming Academy recruits students, they not only examine their knowledge but also their moral conduct.
Fan Li was curious, how did the ugly guy in front of him pass the academy's review?
He was able to gain a foothold in the academy, yet his behavior was so domineering.
Could it be that he has some great power?
Thinking of this, Fan Li almost laughed.
Aren't you the biggest force in Chu State?
And it's an evil force?
"My name is Zhu Ziyang. I'm glad to meet two of my classmates." The man was smiling all over his face, but his eyes were always fixed on Holy Lord Hanyue.
"How happy are you?" Holy Lord Hanyue asked with a frown.
She doesn't understand.
Why did the weak Jindan realm scholar in front of him stand in front of him and Fan Li.
"ah?"
"How happy? This..."
Zhu Ziyang was embarrassed on the spot.
He originally came here to strike up a conversation, but he didn't expect that this iceberg beauty was very capable of making jokes.
The Confucian scholars who were watching burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Obviously, Zhu Ziyang's reputation in the academy is not very good.
The Confucian scholars couldn't help but gloat when they saw that he was defeated.
Zhu Ziyang did not give up.
With his strength at the Golden Core Realm, he is considered a leader among this group of young Confucianism cultivators.
Recently, I became a disciple of a famous teacher, and it can be said that at Luming Academy, I get everything I want, and I get everything I want.
Zhu Ziyang looked up and down at Fan Li and Holy Lord Hanyue.
"Is that brat really weak? He's only at the third level of Foundation Establishment? I'm afraid he's a new student in the academy."
"Strange, is there any enrollment in the academy recently?"
"I have never seen such a beautiful woman, more beautiful than the concubines in the house. I must ask the teacher to make the decision today and include her in the house!"
Thinking of his new teacher, Zhu Ziyang felt proud.
That is a great Confucian who is in the first level of Hedao Realm. Looking at the whole world, how many can there be?
He also found that he couldn't see through Han Yue's cultivation, but he wasn't surprised. He just thought it was some kind of magic weapon that shielded detection.
"This..." Zhu Ziyang glanced at Fan Li, his tone becoming more and more contemptuous. "Young student, you can find a seat by yourself. I will accompany this female classmate to attend the lecture."
Afterlife?
Didn’t you return your classmates just now?
Fan Li scratched his nose, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.
This ugly guy wants to accompany Han Yue for him, and to tell the truth, he really wants it.
"Sheng Hanyue...Miss Hanyue, do we want to separate?" Fan Li asked tentatively.
In the world of cultivation, strength is respected.
The one with the hardest fists present was undoubtedly the Holy Lord Hanyue.
Fan Li has the virtues of a gentleman and an adult, but he still needs the consent of the woman.
"you dare!?"
Holy Lord Hanyue said nothing.
But when he glanced at Fan Li from the corner of his eye, the meaning was already clear.
"Haha." Fan Li had no choice but to shake his head at Zhu Ziyang and said, "Brother, forget it? Sex means a knife on your head."
In fact, he wanted to say that the Frost Sword on the head of Se Zi was still of heaven level.
It was a kind reminder, but it was a pity that Zhu Ziyang couldn't listen.
"Does this guy have some family background? Otherwise, how can he be worthy of traveling with such a beautiful woman?"
"But he is only at the third level of Foundation Establishment. He must be the young master of a small family in Pengcheng."
"In front of the teacher, even the high-ranking officials of Jiuqing have to stay away!"
"What qualifications does this boy have to compete with me for women?"
Thinking of this, Zhu Ziyang simply ignored Fan Li.
He looked at Han Yue with a smile.
"You don't know something, classmate, but the teacher on stage today is Mr. Yichuan."
"Mr. Yichuan is profound in Confucianism and profound in cultivation."
"Not long ago, he successfully broke through to the first level of Hedao realm and became one of the famous scholars in the world... Haha, Xiaoke is the first disciple of Mr. Yichuan."
Speaking of this, Zhu Ziyang couldn't help but show pride on his face.
Looking at the entire academy, there are many self-taught Confucian students. How many of them can be recognized by the great Confucian as a direct disciple and accepted as a disciple like him?
Zhu Ziyang was looking forward to Holy Lord Hanyue's reaction, but found that she was yawning.
Not shocked by this?
Even a little sleepy?
Fan Li looked at Holy Lord Hanyue and then at Zhu Ziyang.
I'm afraid, he is the only one who can understand the mood of these two people at the same time.
"So are Confucian cultivators so weak?" Holy Master Hanyue asked Xiang Fan Li. "A first-level Hedao realm is worthy of calling himself a great scholar in the world? Isn't he much worse than Jin De?"
Holy Master Jin De, the best Confucian female cultivator in the world.
Holy Master Hanyue is stronger than Jin De, so how can he take Yichuan, who is only a first-grade Hedao, into consideration?
"This classmate, it's not your fault for being ignorant, but you can't believe your nonsense!" Zhu Ziyang was shocked and angry when he heard this.
Before he could react, who did Han Yue refer to as 'Jin De'.
But Zhu Ziyang heard her words clearly, "A first-level Hedao realm is worthy of calling himself a great scholar in the world"!
Fan Li was also a little annoyed.
This Zhu Ziyang wasted both of them too much time.
But Holy Lord Hanyue looked like a curious baby, waiting for him to answer his questions.
Fan Li had no choice but to explain: "Confucianism cultivators are different from other practitioners."
"Why is it different?" Han Yue asked.
"Confucianism cultivation is divided into two levels: Confucianism and cultivation."
"Confucianism is the accumulation of knowledge, virtue, and ideas."
"Cultivation means the state of Haoran Qi."
Hearing what Fan Li said, Han Yue still seemed to understand.
She actually has no interest in Confucianism, otherwise she would have consulted Holy Master Jin De.
Just being able to chat with Fan Li, the content of the topic is not important.
Seeing that she was still confused, Fan Li had no choice but to continue explaining.
"The accumulation of Confucianism is of great benefit to the improvement of Haoran Qi."
"The more profound their knowledge, the deeper their thoughts, and the more upright their moral conduct, the fewer obstacles and bottlenecks they will encounter when they advance to a higher realm of Haoran Qi."
"On the other hand, if Confucian and Taoist practitioners do not read, do not think, and do not pay attention to their words and deeds, their achievements will be limited even if they practice Haoran Qi all day long."
Fan Li thought for a while and finally concluded:
"At most, you can cultivate to the Golden Core Realm. From then on, it will be difficult to make any further progress."
Wow!
Everyone was shocked!
Fan Li's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.
Everyone is practicing Haoran Qi. Although they have never heard Fan Li's words, they feel that they are very consistent with their own cultivation status!
Those whose realm has been stagnant for a long time have spent less time on Confucianism.
And young talents with higher realms never relax their study of Confucianism.
Only Zhu Ziyang's old face turned red.
Although he is in the Golden Core realm, he is the oldest among everyone present.
In the past two years, his cultivation has indeed not improved an inch.
"You fart!"
"You're only at the third level of foundation building, but you still dare to talk about how to cultivate Confucianism?!"
Haha... The updates are getting later every day, and I feel like I am about to stop updating.
(End of chapter)
