Gutong Lane, the main house of Xiaotuyuan.
A bronze oil lamp burned on the old wooden table, its light flickering.
Spread flat on the table is an ancient ink painting scroll three feet wide and more than one foot long.
The doors and windows in the house were closed, and everything was silent. The owner seemed to be admiring the painting when he suddenly disappeared.
"call!"
The figure of a young man in civilian clothes jumped out of the scroll of "Peach Garden".
Su Chen fell on the ground in the room and looked back at the scroll on the old wooden table.
He arranged all the affairs in "Taoyuan Xiaoling Realm" and came out.
Next to the lamp of the Destiny Mysterious Bird Blue Lantern, the top-quality ink painting scroll is still lying quietly on the table.
In the scroll, you can see the grand scenery of ten miles of Taoyuan, and the smoke from the valleys and villages. It seems that after eternity, everything is still the same!
However, in the valley pond in the scroll, there is an additional young golden scale, playing in the water under the lotus leaves.
"This Danqing Xiaoling Realm is really magical!"
Su Chen carefully looked at this ink painting under the green lamp again, and couldn't help but marvel.
Create a small spiritual realm isolated from the world in the painting!
The magical power of Sage Tao is truly breathtaking. There are probably only a handful of practitioners in the entire Daji Immortal Dynasty who have reached such a holy realm.
Su Chen heard the rooster crow and looked up out of the window, only to find that it was already dawn.
"It will be dawn so soon?"
Su Chen couldn't help but be surprised.
He felt that it had only been about an hour since he returned to the house from the night market and then entered this ink-and-wash painting. It didn't take long!
Why did it get up so soon?
Su Chen had no time to think about it.
The disciples of Wendao's private school have to study early in the morning. Today is the first time for him to go to Master Wang Chan's private school to study and take classes. He must rush there early to avoid being punished by the master.
He quickly changed into dry cloth clothes and washed himself with a basin of cold water from the water tank in the woodshed.
"Brother Chen! Are you up? It's time to go to private school!"
Outside the small courtyard, the loud voice of Xiang Tiange, a boy from the same hometown, and the loud "quacking" sound of the Goose Emperor could be heard.
"Coming~!!"
Su Chen wiped his face clean and hurried out of the gate of the small earth courtyard, where he saw Xiang Tiange, who was dressed in jade and dressed in jade, with extraordinary prowess and a broad sword at his waist.
"Eh...that's weird!
Brother Chen, it’s only been a day since I saw you today. Why do you feel that your temperament is a little different from the past?
Could it be that your Yin-Yang Sect cultivation level has improved by one level? "
Xiang Tiange couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Su Chen, full of energy and radiant.
It doesn’t seem like it!
It seems to be stronger than being promoted to the first rank.
"Let's go, it's a little late!"
Su Chen chuckled.
His Yin Yang Yuan Shen realm has been improved by one level, and the Dimen Yuan Shen realm has been improved by a full two levels in one day.
In just one day, his soul increased to the third level of strength.
It's indeed a bit shocking.
You must know that ordinary practitioners only cultivate one soul. If they want to improve to a small realm, it will take at least one to three years of hard work and practice.
Unless all disciples practice at the same time, and there are multiple gods in the body, there is a chance to advance to multiple levels in one day. However, the difficulty of practicing many disciplines at the same time will only be higher.
At this time, the sky just had a bright color.
It snowed lightly late last night.
There are only a few busy pedestrians who get up early in the morning, vendors picking vegetables and firewood, and stalls selling breakfast. It is quite quiet.
Su Chen and Xiang Tiange laughed and chatted together as they came to the Wenwen Private School in the alley of Gutong Lane.
The two entered the private school courtyard surrounded by vine fences, passed through several waterside pavilions, and came to the largest one, the [Asking] Pavilion.
"The Master said: You don't talk about the strange powers that confuse the gods. It's not because you don't believe in them. You should respect them and stay away from them~"
Third senior brother Li Kuzhou sat upright, shaking his head.
"Laozi said: Know the white and guard the black, this is the way of the world!~"
Shaoling's second senior brother Guqing's voice was exceptionally clear.
All the senior brothers and sisters have arrived at the hall of the Pavilion.
The interior of the pavilion is divided into an upper section and a lower section. The upper section is the Confucius' seat.
At the bottom are seats for twelve apprentices, sitting in two rows.
The disciples each sat down on the tuanpu, with a writing desk in front of them, and holding a volume of the classics of various scholars, while they were comprehending and practicing.
Of course, senior brother Tian Qing is not in the pavilion as always. After getting up early every day, he has to work in the fields in the courtyard of the private school for a while.
Old Master Wang Chan hasn't arrived yet either. He usually comes after an hour of morning reading.
"One yin and one yang are called the Tao. All things bear yin and embrace yang, and the energy is in harmony!"
Su Chen hurriedly sat down in his seat, picked up a volume of Yin Yang Taoism on the table, and started to read.
The Yin-Yang Sect ranks among the top ten among the Hundred Sects, and its Taoist traditions are widely spread.
You can purchase some basic Yin Yang Gate secret books on the market for practice.
Of course, this is only for beginners and is suitable for the first three realms of practice.
If you want to practice to a higher level of Yin-Yang Gate, you need to worship the high-level master of Yin-Yang Gate and pass on the inheritance.
Su Chen read for half an hour.
Only to find that there was no movement from the seat next to me.
Sitting next to him is a young senior brother named Cao Ruzhong, who is in his mid-twenties.
Brother Cao Ruzhong did not read in the morning, but picked up a pen and wrote something on a piece of white rice paper. He wrote a few lines. When he felt dissatisfied, he tore it up again and threw it into the wastepaper basket next to him.
Cao Ruzhong didn't know how to write. He stared outside the pavilion in a daze for a long time and sighed.
'What is this written about? '
Su Chen couldn't help but feel curious. He picked up a piece of waste paper from the wastebasket and opened it.
[A paper full of absurd words and a handful of bitter tears. It is said that the author is crazy, who can understand the meaning?
I have been writing books for ten years, but unfortunately they are all ordinary works without any spirituality. So far I have not been able to write a novel about gods and demons.
No way!
I can’t help but~~! 】
Su Chen couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the elegant and refined handwriting on this waste paper.
This senior brother Cao Ruzhong turned out to be a rare disciple of the novel sect in the Great Ji Immortal Dynasty!
Su Chen had dealt with many disciples in Chaogexian City and Luoyi Imperial City.
In this imperial city, disciples of Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, Bing, Nong, etc. were running all over the streets, grabbing any disciple of the various disciples, either a Confucian scholar or a Mohist disciple.
Only disciples of the Novel Sect are really rare.
Once he becomes famous by writing a book, he will immediately become famous throughout the Middle-earth China and become a distinguished guest in the seats of ministers and princes.
But if you fail to write a book, you will become unknown and impoverished, unable to even provide for yourself.
I am afraid that in the entire Middle-earth China, there are only a few disciples of the Novel Sect, but there are hundreds of them, and most of them are unknown.
This was the first time that Su Chen met a disciple of the novel sect, and a living person was in front of him.
Old Master Wang Chan's Wendao private school really learned everything, and actually recruited a rare disciple of novels.
"Senior Brother Cao, what novel about gods and demons are you writing?"
Su Chen suddenly felt sympathy and asked in a low voice.
After ten years of writing, I still haven't been able to complete a novel. How pitiful!
As a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, he is knowledgeable and interested in all novel things.
"Uh, Junior Brother Su... I'm still thinking about it..."
Cao Ruzhong glanced at Su Chen, who was sitting next to him, and opened his mouth, waiting to explain something.
"Junior Brother Su Chen, you don't know something about this.
It has been several years since Junior Brother Cao Ruzhong, a disciple of the novel sect, joined Tao Tao Private School.
There was a basket full of words written on the waste paper, more than hundreds of thousands of words. Unfortunately, they were all ordinary works and could not be infused with much spiritual energy. The waste paper alone was sold for dozens of taels of silver!
It's a pity that so far, the beginning of a novel has not been written. Writing one chapter is a waste of time!
I don’t think he can write any great works!
I advised him to join me and practice Confucianism. After ten years of practice, he would be able to become a disciple of a certain prince, become a minister, and receive a salary.
He refused and insisted on fighting to the end with the novel sect~! "
Second senior brother Li Kuzhou was sitting on the futon seat in the front row. Hearing Su Chen's low voice, he couldn't help but turn around and joked with a smile.
The other brothers and sisters also turned around and looked at the three of them.
"Who says I can't write!"
Senior Brother Cao Ruzhong's face suddenly turned red and he said unconvinced:
"I have been thinking hard for ten years, and now I am thinking about writing a masterpiece about 'cultivation and becoming a saint, an immortal saint', a novel about gods and demons.
It’s just that I’m missing some of the most crucial protagonist inspiration!
Just a little bit of opportunity!
When I have a flash of inspiration and figure it out, I will definitely be able to make a saint with a divine book and make a sensation in the entire Great Ji Immortal Dynasty! "
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