It was dark inside the Zhiwu Hall. The windows and walls were covered with black curtains, and an oil lamp on the table gave off a faint light.
Recorder Zou Zheng sat at the table, rubbing his sore wrists and said: "Fortunately, Mr. Dean has a tester made of meteorites from outer space. Otherwise, just like back then, it would be a lot of trouble just to test the students' talents."
Feng Shaotang, the master of Zhiwu Hall, was sitting not far away. He took a sip of hot tea and sighed: "Old Zou, the number of students this year has dropped sharply. Talent is something that most people don't just have. The place over at Longmen Academy...maybe not much better than ours!"
He was just saying this to comfort himself. Since the imperial court approved the establishment of Longmen Academy, an invisible pressure has been increasing day by day. It is also a Kyoto academy in the Chen Empire. With the intentional or unintentional support of the imperial court, only the number of students enrolled in Longmen Academy has increased. Stable pressure at one end of Zhixingyuan. The decline of Zhixingyuan seems to be an indisputable fact, but no one wants to mention it.
"How was it? How did we gain this morning?" Feng Shaotang poured another cup of tea and asked. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, and he could only hear another soft sigh from him.
"A total of 436 students were tested, and only 12 of them had the talent for cultivation, including Gu Guogong, who is far worse than last year!" Zou Zheng shook his head and sighed.
"Oh? It's a bit surprising that Gu Qingzhou, the prodigal son, also has a talent for cultivation. It's a pity..." Feng Shaotang smacked his lips and shook his head: "In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer students with outstanding cultivation talents. Talent transfer Zero, is it true that God is not blessing me, Zhixingyuan?"
While the two were talking, a fat student walked in outside. The little fat man quickly adapted to the dimness of the room. He looked around as if he was curious about everything. When he saw Zou Zheng sitting behind the table, he bowed respectfully.
"Put your hands up, relax and take a deep breath!" Zou Zheng pointed to a square table in the middle of the room. On the table was a hexagonal round holder made of an unknown material. On the round holder was a gray stone ball the size of a watermelon. He said to the little fat man expressionlessly.
The little fat man followed the instructions and put his hand on the stone ball. As soon as his palm touched it, the stone ball emitted a hazy white light. As he breathed, the stone ball gradually became brighter, and finally it emitted a bright light, illuminating the entire place. Room.
"May I have your name?"
Feng Shaotang stood up from his chair and asked in unison with Zou Zheng. Only then did the little fat man realize that there was another person in the room and took a step back in fright.
The stone ball suddenly became dim, and a timid voice sounded in the darkness: "Student...Fan Dazhi!"
"Okay!" Feng Shaotang punched the palm of his other hand with a fist, looking very excited.
The shining light just now shows that this student has excellent qualifications. In Zhixingyuan's tests over the years, there are very few that are as dazzling as the one in front of us named Fan Dazhi. Unexpectedly, this little fat guy is not very good-looking, but he is extremely talented. I will report it to the head of the college, Cheng, and he will be very happy.
Feng Shaotang thought with joy that Zou Zheng had solemnly written Fan Dazhi's name on the roster, and asked him in detail about his age, household registration, specific address, etc. before letting him out.
Feng Shaotang happily picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stood up and poured a cup of hot tea to calm down his excitement. Suddenly I felt the urge to urinate. I was about to go to the toilet when another student walked in outside the door.
This young man has handsome features, a straight figure, and a confident look on his face that makes people admire him. Feng Shaotang resisted the urge to urinate and sat down again. He picked up the tea cup and blew lightly on the tea foam floating on it. He decided to go after reading this.
"Put your hands up, relax and take a deep breath!" Zou Zheng pointed to the gray stone ball as usual, his face expressionless.
He An touched the stone ball with his right hand and took a deep breath. During the breath, the stone ball did not respond at first, then slowly oozed light yellow light, and the color became darker and darker. Finally, the stone ball turned into bright yellow, crystal clear, and blurred. Like the rising sun, the whole room is bright and dazzling.
With a "pop" sound, the tea cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Feng Shaotang jumped up again in shock, not caring about the hot tea splashing on his feet.
"What's your name?" Feng Shaotang asked in a quick voice, his chest rising and falling violently.
"What's going on, student!" The young man replied calmly. The dazzling bright yellow light illuminated his every detail, making him look even more handsome and extraordinary.
He removed his palm, the light of the stone ball gradually dimmed, and the room fell into darkness again.
Zou Zheng's hand holding the pen trembled as he wrote the boy's name on the roster and asked some detailed questions. He watched the boy turn around and walk out the door. He let out a long breath, but his brows were full of shock and confusion. Joyful.
"Old Zou, I found a treasure! I found a treasure!" Feng Shaotang slapped the table and laughed. For a moment, he said seriously: "Remember! You must not tell anyone about this. You go out and explain it. Today's test is over. Let's continue tomorrow!" Zou Zheng nodded in agreement.
Feng Shaotang carried his robe and rushed to the hut first, and then hurried to the head pavilion of the courtyard.
Feng Shaotang felt like a storm in his heart. This was the first time he saw such a dazzling light like the blazing sun. It was also the first time he saw such a gifted student. You must know that the best student test in Zhixing Academy in the past ten years was only The light shone ten feet away, and the student named He An tested the dazzling stone ball. The bright yellow light pierced him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. His future achievements in martial arts will be limitless.
Cheng Ziya, dressed in black clothes, sat in front of the window of the pavilion at the head of the courtyard, holding a wine jar in his left hand and a sea bowl in his right hand, and took a swig.
He was slightly drunk, his face was slightly red but his eyes were bright. He just looked at Can Xue outside the window and occasionally lost his mind, not knowing what he was thinking.
Feng Shaotang ran up to the pavilion in a hurry. At the corner of the stairs, he saw Cheng Ziya through the window from a distance. He waved his arms and shouted loudly: "Headmaster of the hospital! Headmaster Cheng!"
With a "squeak" sound, the door was opened.
"Hall Master Feng, why are you panicking?" Cheng Ziya strode out, Feng Shaotang ran to stand in front of him, took a few deep breaths while stroking his chest, and told him what he had just seen.
Cheng Ziya was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then suddenly put his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Old Feng, we found a treasure! Hahaha... Well done! Let's go and tell my senior brother!"
He smiled and patted Feng Shaotang on the shoulder, put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked towards the liberal arts college.
In the Zhizhi Hall, Wei Zhilin was sitting at the table with a book in his hand, looking at it in trance. The door of the hall was suddenly opened. First a head poked in, and Youran retracted it again. Then he stepped out with a long leg, revealing half of his black body. Black clothes.
"Ziya! You have been the head of the hospital for many years, but you are still so unstable?" Wei Zhilin laughed dumbly, put down the book, and said loudly.
"Haha! Senior brother, I have great news for you!" Cheng Ziya stepped forward, put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly.
"Oh...why is it worth being so happy?" Wei Zhilin asked with a smile.
Cheng Ziya pulled Feng Shaotang in who was standing outside the door and asked him to explain in detail what he had just learned about the martial arts hall.
After hearing this, Wei Zhilin's expression changed greatly and he said anxiously: "How many people know about this matter? It must not be spread outside!"
Cheng Ziya smiled proudly and said: "Apart from the three of us here, only Zou Zheng, who is taking the record, knows, senior brother, don't worry!"
"That's very good!" Wei Zhilin nodded, secretly thinking that my teacher must have already noticed their identities when he asked me to pay more attention and sharpen these two little guys. I didn't expect that He An was so talented. Zhixingyuan had not seen such a talent for many years. I couldn't help laughing at the thought of this.
The news of He An and Fan Dazhi's amazing test results spread among the limited number of people at the top of Zhixingyuan. In the following days, the two received special attention.
There was a teacher from the academy who specially taught the two about cultivation techniques, insights, and practical skills. Chen Sangyu also made a special trip to teach the two in detail many basic theories about cultivation.
What He An could finally confirm was that the Qingxu Qi he felt in the past was indeed the vitality of heaven and earth. Fan Dazhi was also able to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth. Although he was not as fast as He An, to everyone's surprise he was able to mobilize his spiritual perception and release a weak ray of consciousness.
With the guidance of famous teachers, the two made rapid progress every day, which amazed Chen Sangyu.
Bi Yunfei was very depressed. When the test results came out, he was the only one among the four people in the room who had no talent for cultivation. As Gu Qingzhou is the Duke of the country, he feels that it is natural for him to be able to become a practitioner.
But why can He An and Fan Dazhi, who were born in the same poverty as themselves, become practitioners? He had been poor since he was a child, worked hard despite the hardships in his career, and went through many hardships before he became the only talented person in the county who was admitted to Zhixingyuan. I am smart, diligent, motivated, and extremely knowledgeable, but why is God so unfair? Why don’t you have any talent for cultivation?
He wandered in despair in the deserted bamboo forest behind Zhixingyuan. He broke a bamboo branch and beat it wildly to vent his anger and unwillingness.
Time is like water, and winter is approaching. In Zhixingyuan, He An and Fan Dazhi were busy every day, studying hundreds of classics in the Literary Academy, and studying and practicing with the teachers in the Xingyuan. Their lives were ordinary and fulfilling.
Unknowingly, the New Year is approaching. Ding Wenruo would occasionally ask He An and Fan Dazhi for advice on some scripture collection issues. Han Chanjuan kept a low profile and left in a hurry after school every day. Occasionally, she would invite He An and Dazhi out for dinner.
"These two people are proficient in martial arts and have surging true energy in their bodies. The student named He An is even more of a Danji hybrid. It is really amazing to have such cultivation at such a young age. I even doubt... is this kid... They started practicing since they were still in their mother's womb? What's even more strange is that the mind skills and Sanshou that these two people have practiced for many years are somewhat similar to those of Zhixingyuan, and at the same time, they incorporate the strengths of various sects in the world, although they are complex. , but the complexity is simplified, and it is exquisite. Some of the secrets I can't understand. According to the two of them, they were taught by He An's uncle He Kui. It seems that this He Kui is not simple!"
The person who spoke was Chen Sangyu, who was sitting in the Zhizhi Hall at this time. Sitting above him were Wei Zhilin and Cheng Ziya.
After hearing what he said, Wei Zhilin stroked his beard and smiled and nodded. Cheng Ziya's eyebrows jumped when he heard it, and his face was full of uncontrollable joy.
Chen Sangyu continued: "Now the two of them are making rapid progress. Without competing in terms of Qi and realm, He An can learn more than one move from Master Chuanwu without falling behind. That student named Fan Dazhi... seems to be... These two people are exceptionally talented in manipulating the energy of heaven and earth, as well as in spiritual perception... I suggest that it is time to open the library cabinet to them and let them practice more profound techniques!"
"Okay!" Cheng Ziya shouted with joy, "Brother, these two little guys can do it! What do you think?"
"Well! What these two people lack now is actual combat experience and the ability to adapt to the enemy. Unfortunately, these cannot be taught and cannot be rushed. They can only slowly hone themselves in the future by traveling around the world. As for the one named He Kui Zi Ya can send someone to investigate, maybe... This person has an old relationship with me at Zhixingyuan, so as Sang Yu said, let them enter the library..." Wei Zhilin pondered.
All students in Zhixingyuan who have the talent for cultivation and have practiced to a certain level can enter the library to choose the exercises that suit them.
There are many books in the library. The imperial master put all the classics and martial arts secrets from the Xuanwen Hall of the former imperial palace into the library, plus those he collected throughout his life, as well as his own experience notes. income.
When He An and Fan Dazhi entered the library, they were completely shocked by the collection of books in front of them. The two floors of the huge library are full of books. There are neat rows of bookshelves. Even the corners are piled with stacks of books. Some books are yellowed and some are covered with dust. The two of them are walking among the mountains of books. Even a little overwhelmed.
Under the guidance of the teacher in the library, the two of them saw paper labels stuck on rows of bookshelves, with "The Art of Marching War", "Inner Family Kung Fu", "Outer Sect Kung Fu" and "Encyclopedia of Weapons" written in different categories. , "Fist and Foot Palm Technique", etc. When you walk into the bookshelf, there are detailed paper labels for various categories.
Most students in Zhixing Academy study the "Knowledge and Action Mental Technique". The "Knowledge and Action Mental Technique" created by the national master Li Xingzhi can be cultivated to the peak of the true self, and it is the first-class mental method in the world.
When he came to the library, he needed to choose exercises. He An spent a long time choosing and chose a book called "Jinghong Sword Technique". Fan Dazhi was not interested in weapons. He looked around for a long time and chose a book called "Vital Energy Transformation". 》.
The two of them just browsed around in the vast library, picking and choosing for a long time. The teacher in charge of taking care of the library did not stop them, but only reminded them that their entry and exit time was limited.
When he was about to leave, Fan Dazhi found several broken books on an old bookshelf in the corner. One of them had a turtle on the cover. He picked it up and looked through it curiously.
"This "Xuanwu Sutra" is a fragment of the martial arts collected by Mr. Guoshi. It is derived from Buddhist supernatural powers. It is said that when you practice it, you will be invulnerable and extremely powerful. If you like... you can also use it to practice, but the fragment is just a fragment. "Juan, whether you succeed in cultivation or not depends on your luck!" The teacher reminded him at the right time.
Fan Dazhi took a rough look at it. The content was obscure and difficult to understand, but it seemed to be related to the movement of heaven and earth's vitality, so he happily took it into his arms.
He An looked at it for a long time and then picked up a broken book on the bookshelf. He only read a few pages and put it in his pocket without hesitation.
The teacher in the library nearby twitched at the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but remind him: "The book you took is the fragment of "Shocking God Finger", which only has a few moves such as "Shocking God" and "Slaying Immortals". It is said that No one has succeeded in practicing it for hundreds of years. Are you sure you want to use it to practice? Young man, it is a rare opportunity to enter the library cabinet. Don’t blame me for not warning you!"
He An smiled and thanked the teacher. The two of them walked out of the library. As soon as they walked down the wooden stairs of the library, someone came up to them from downstairs.
"Are you He An?" This man was tall and tall, half a head taller than the two of them, and asked condescendingly.
He An was stunned, looked at the stranger in front of him, and said calmly: "This is He An. I wonder...what advice can you give me?"
The man didn't say anything, and took out a piece of paper from his arms, with two big words on it - "War Letter".
