"yes."
Although there was nothing unusual on Chen Mo's surface, he was smiling bitterly in his heart. This act of moving the right cheek towards him after being slapped on the left cheek really made him a little embarrassed, especially in front of so many people.
But when he thought of the other party's identity, Chen Mo quickly felt relieved. What could he do if he couldn't bear it?
We do not rule out the possibility of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. With Chen Mo's lesson learned, the remaining monks did not even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that they would be the next unlucky ones.
"Why didn't I shoot you to death? What a disappointment!"
As soon as Chen Mo returned to the bench, he heard a curse full of malice. Chen Mo didn't need to look at it to guess the arrogant look of a villain when Meng Qianqiu said this.
Ignoring her verbal harassment, Chen Mo reassured Lin Yuqin that she didn't have to worry, and skipped the episode of being beaten, and Li Zhen continued to talk about her course.
"You are still young and have plenty of time to think. It is much better to figure out the path you want to take in the future than to cross the river by feeling for stones."
In the next two hours, Li Zhen did not stick to the theory of cultivation. Instead, she talked about the Wu Kingdom more than 800 years ago, the sects from its establishment to its fall, the areas they ruled during this period and the famous people they once became. characters.
This is more comprehensive than reading unofficial histories or studying incomplete classics.
What Li Zhen said was not boring, and the ability of photographic memory during the Foundation Establishment period also came in handy. Compared to a few hours ago, the monks still had something in their minds.
Time flashed to noon, and Li Zhen came off the podium and was replaced by a thin middle-aged man.
Chen Mo knew that he was Lu Nannan, whom Mo Yuan introduced yesterday, who specialized in teaching people how to recognize ancient characters.
"Before eight o'clock, I will teach you how to read and read here. After eight o'clock, there will be a small assessment. Those who fail will stay here."
Lu Nannan only spoke half of what he said. What would happen if an unqualified person stayed? He didn't say it clearly. A simple sentence made the monks present tense up.
"Let's start class. Today I'm going to talk about the history of the world of cultivation, the origin of writing, and the evolution of languages."
"The birth of the world of cultivation can be traced back to the earliest history that can be studied, about 1.46 million years ago. Today, we call the world at that time the ancient era of cultivation."
"In the continent more than 1.4 million years ago, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was extremely abundant. It was an era when everything had spirits. Monsters and demons were the masters of that world, and humans at that time were just a mere Just a tribe of apes.”
"The apes have learned to use tools, know how to use fire, and have the most basic symbols and languages over a long period of time. They have also developed wisdom that surpasses other groups. By absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, they have begun to hunt and kill the group. Threatening monsters, the ape tribe grew little by little and gradually developed into a large-scale group tribe."
"After continuing for hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, ape-men completed the transformation into primitive humans and gave birth to the most basic civilization. About 300,000 years ago, humans reached the first round of cultivation era."
"At that time, there was no concept of spiritual roots, and every human being could practice cultivation. Since humans had threatened the dominance of monsters, the two sides launched a fierce war. The result was naturally devastating. A war broke out on the continent that lasted for thousands of years. Fighting, the first era of cultivation was destroyed in the never-ending battle."
Listening to what happened more than a million years ago, Chen Mo and others' cognition was refreshed bit by bit by Lu Nannan, and they felt as if they were in another world.
It turns out that humans evolved from apes? This is ridiculous!
Everyone only knows what is happening now, and further away, it is nothing more than thousands of years, which is enough for the monks.
How did they know what happened hundreds of thousands of years ago? If it is a fabrication, this is too reasonable. A group of people listened intently to Lu Nannan's narration.
"The second era of cultivation was born about 80,000 years ago. After more than 200,000 years of recovery, the continent once again flourished, and natural materials and treasures emerged in an endless stream. As the environment changed, large monsters gradually died out or disappeared. Extinction, replaced by humanity taking the stage.”
"In the second round of cultivation era, humans gave birth to more advanced tools, more complex writing, more exquisite art and a systematic cultivation civilization. Compared with the first round of cultivation era, humans comprehended spells and refined The extremely powerful magic weapon has also been recorded in writing. The basis of all the knowledge we have learned so far comes from the second round of cultivation era."
"In the second era of cultivation, what broke out was a war between people. But according to common sense, the war will end one day, but natural disasters came without warning."
"According to the description in the classics, the sudden natural disaster destroyed 99% of the monks in the world of cultivation and almost shook the foundation of the world of cultivation. It was precisely because of this incident that the originally abundant spiritual energy on the continent began to decline and become scarce. It was not until the third The arrival of the sub-cultivation era.
"Four thousand years ago, the theory of spiritual roots appeared in human beings. The five elements of spiritual roots gathered together. The emergence of spiritual roots, the pride of heaven, completely divided the boundary between cultivators and civilians. Every monk with spiritual roots It is a gift from God, and it remains so to this day.”
"For the next thing, you can read what is widely circulated on the mainland. The records are generally correct. From the Luohua Sect more than three thousand years ago, to the three generations of the Ji family, the Wu Kingdom, and the Eighteen Kingdoms of Tianyun, up to now The seven kingdoms share the world."
"All the secret realms on the continent were built after the third era of cultivation, so the specific age of the characters we want to learn is within the framework of four thousand years ago to the present."
"Let's talk about it bit by bit. First, let's talk about the seven languages today. Although they all evolved from the writing of the Wu Kingdom, they are different. For example, the greetings are pronounced like this in the Chu Kingdom..."
Lu Nannan listed the languages of the seven countries. He had a photographic memory during the foundation period, and everyone learned quickly. From reading to writing, everyone was able to master seven, seven, or eight in one afternoon.
Chen Mo was originally from the Zhao State. He later became a disciple and lived in the Chu State, and then transferred to the Fuyun Sect of the Wei State. As a result, he mastered the languages of the Three Kingdoms. Now under the guidance of Lu Nannan, some of his pronunciation problems were corrected, which made his The spoken language is more standard, enough to make it look like the real thing.
As for the four countries, it still requires years and months of practice.
"This is to teach you how to impersonate monks from other countries. Whether you are deep behind enemy lines or disguised, you can be useful." Lu Nannan said lightly.
After his prompting, everyone suddenly discovered a terrible fact.
The cultivators present are all from different countries. If one day there is a war between these sects, wouldn't they be each other's biggest enemies?
No one wants to lag behind enemies that may appear in the future. The monk who just felt a little bored immediately cheered up and listened to Lu Nannan's lectures attentively. The time soon reached eight o'clock in the evening, and Lu Nannan came up with a set that was completely different from the outside world. Paper and pen are distributed to everyone.
"This is called a pen. It is much easier to use than a brush. The paper is made with special techniques. Don't cheat during the assessment. The consequences of cheating will be serious."
Lu Nannan asked everyone to answer the questions one by one, which was no different from the process of answering the questions in the imperial examination. The emperor appointed the number one scholar. At the end, there was a reading part. Whoever finished writing had to go to him to pass the test.
Chen Mo glanced at the questions and could answer them as long as he listened carefully to the lecture. He quickly filled out the test paper and lined up for Lu Nannan's assessment. Lin Yuqin had no problems. It was easy and smooth. The two left quickly. A 'private school' where classes are held.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. They came out neither early nor late. No one forced them to do anything. Chen Mo saw that there were monks walking together and began to explore the inner streets of the castle.
"Where to go next?" Lin Yuqin asked: "Go back to your residence, or hang around here like them?"
"Haven't you been here before?" Chen Mo asked.
"But..." Lin Yuqin wanted to say something more, but she heard him say flatly: "They waste time, and you will also waste time. We are already lagging behind those monks with good talents and good backgrounds. If this continues, when will Can you catch up with them?"
Lin Yuqin's face turned red after being taught a lesson: "Okay, I'll go back to practice."
On the way back, the two talked about some of the knowledge that Lu Nannan had said in class, and then said goodbye to each other in front of the residence.
There is a high probability that I will have classes tomorrow, practice at night, and study during the day. Time is tight on Trapped Demon Island, but my life is quite fulfilling.
Chen Mo returned to his room to exercise his consciousness. The process lasted until twelve o'clock in the morning. Thinking of what happened during the day, Chen Mo thought and decided to go out and give it a try.
The Demonic Island is extremely quiet at night. No one dares to run around. Apart from the occasional strange screams in the dark, the only sound left is the rustle of the wind.
Chen Mo didn't want to be followed, so he cautiously turned back three times. Instead of entering the castle, he headed straight for the peak of the Spiritual Medicine Garden. At the top of the mountain, it was the last stop that Lu Yun Mountain had led him to.
"Exactly two o'clock."
Chen Mo walked across the crescent-shaped stone bridge and stopped in front of the largest palace, standing respectfully outside the courtyard.
The next moment, Li Zhen, dressed in plain white clothes, pushed out the door and looked at Chen Mo with a slightly pleased look:
"You are very enlightened."
"This is what I think, junior. If the teacher wants to target someone, he can't go after him and slap him a second time."
Li Zhen smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid of missing out?"
"An empty trip is nothing more than a delay of a few hours, but if it goes as expected, the reward will be far greater than the effort. Why not give it a try?"
"Politics, we want every monk to understand it, but we don't want every monk to understand it too much. Chen Mo, you are a smart person and know how to keep your mouth shut."
Chen Mo's heart trembled, but he also felt the surprise, and quickly expressed his position: "If today's incident reaches the ears of a third person, I am willing to raise my head to see you."
Li Zhen smiled and nodded: "Tell me, what do you want to ask?"
Chen Mo pondered for a while: "Teacher, what I want to ask this junior is still the question from the day. If this junior is willing to believe in the existence of the unspeakable, please teach me, what is the correct path for a cultivator?"
"I can't answer this question for you. There is no right way in the world of cultivation. Only when a monk succeeds, his way is the right way."
"Then let me ask you another question, which path is Master Mo Yuan currently taking?"
"Respecting the fact of material development is in line with the logic of the world of cultivation. We assume the existence of the ineffable and use our own actions to verify the ineffable. Do you understand?"
Chen Mo was speechless for a long time, and then slowly said: "This is a combination of two thoughts."
"Yes, truth is not black and white, just like the hedonism we hate, it can still develop nihilism and realism from within."
"Teacher, what is hedonism?"
"I can't answer this question for you. With your current cultivation level, once you understand hedonism, your life will be very painful. I would like to advise you not to study it, at least before you form an elixir."
"Teacher, the last question is, what is the end point of spiritual practice?"
Li Zhen shook her head and smiled: "I once asked you the same question. The teacher explained it this way. Now I will repeat the original words to you. As for how much you can understand, it depends on your understanding."
“If you look at mountains, they are mountains, and if you look at water, they are water; if you look at mountains, they are not mountains, and if you look at water, they are not water; if you look at mountains, they are still mountains, and if you look at water, they are still water.”
Chen Mo recognized and understood each of the twenty-eight words, but he couldn't understand them when they were connected together. Even just hearing the literal meaning felt like nonsense.
