Mirror of the Sky

Although Zhang Huansheng was wise early at a young age, and had many twists and turns in his fate, he had experienced many trials and tribulations, and he had a lot of knowledge, but he never expected that he would meet someone for the first time in the most prestigious official school. The academic officer, who was naked and talking freely, was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, smiled dryly and bowed his hands: "Zhou, Zhou, superintendent of the school, you are polite.

The glory of the family was created by our ancestors, and our descendants have received grace in no way. We must not be proud of this. Please treat me like a normal prisoner. "

"Wonderful, wonderful, this is wonderful," said Zhou Jianxue, applauding and laughing, "All of us are sons of famous families, and our ancestors all have extraordinary deeds left in the world, so all sentient beings will respect them. We are born nobles.

In fact, how can nobles be born, those who are powerless, virtuous, incapable, and useless, are the descendants of the two clan emperors, Yan and Huang, and cannot be praised.

Above the Zhumen of the Imperial Prison of the State of Chu, the golden plaque with the words 'The nobles choose their own' is to remind all the prison students that they must not be proud of their blood and family background. Cheng, really noble. "

When he talked eloquently, the fat on his waist kept shaking, but his expression was solemn. It was really weird. If the wealthy prince next to him saw it, 80% of them would regard it as a crazy delusional person who read books and dealt with it hastily. After hurriedly naturalizing, he quickly fled.

But Zhang Huansheng is different from the ordinary children of a noble family who were born with brocade clothes and jade food. He was sensible in the isolated island cult, grew up in the poor and humble Tzu Chi Hall, and has everything, including this Xiongjing Zhang's grandson who was admitted to the Guozijian. Identity, all of which are designed by oneself.

Therefore, listening to Zhou Jianxue's words that are inconsistent with Yanhuang's system of 'noble people are always noble', and deviant, resonates very much. It feels like a really powerful statement of gold and jade. Bowing deeply and politely, he said politely: "The supervisor is honest and unruly, but he has insight in his heart. I almost judged people by their appearance, and I lost my son Yu."

When Zhou Xuejiao heard the words, he smiled lightly, and sat down after the short table again and said, "I am so frank and unruly. I think that in ancient times, the ancestors of Yan and Huang drank their blood and used heaven and earth as their clothes..."

"That's ancient times." Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Huansheng suddenly sat up opposite Zhou Jianxue and interjected with a smile: "Etiquette is not perfect, when everything is scarce, it is not surprising to be naked.

But in today's Yanhuang land, the key place in Kyoto, if you go out naked, 90% of the time you will be regarded as a lunatic, and your reputation will be ruined. Fang can, Fang dare to do it.

I feel that it is absolutely impossible, so I respect it.

There is a saying in the ancients that only true celebrities are romantic, and they will not deceive me. "

Hearing this, Zhou Xue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly he laughed: "Actually, I'm not as straightforward as you said.

It is because of the practice of a method called "Xuanlong Jiuhuo", which absorbed too much real fire of the sun in the nine heavens. If you are not naked, you will not feel refreshed. This is how I can meet you openly. Under such circumstances, there is no shame. "

There is a cloud in the classic book "Shan Hai Jing", the 90,000 zhang below the earth's crust can be called Qingming, and the 90,000 zhang above the sky is called Jiutian.

Ordinary people want to get out of Qingming and enter the Nine Heavens, which is tantamount to wishful thinking. Even cultivators and warriors must at least have an earth-level cultivation level before they can set foot in it.

On the other hand, those who can absorb the true fire of the sun with their fleshly bodies above the nine heavens and refine their supernatural powers, must not be a person who is not of the heavenly rank.

Although Zhang Huansheng felt that this week's academic supervisor was strange, strange, and his speech was extraordinary, there must be something extraordinary, but he never imagined that he was a person who had reached the heavenly level, and his eyes widened in surprise. .

Zhou Jianxue, who was sitting opposite him, did not seem to see Zhang Huansheng's strange expression at this time, and Shi Shiran said again: "Okay, now I will first include your life history in the 'Jiansheng Registration'. , in the future you will be the prison student of the Great Chu State Zijian."

While talking, Zhou Jianxue casually took out a bamboo chip for making a brief book in a short ebony tube, and with a thin rat-tailed brush, he wrote the lines upright, and held it in his hand, "Huh. ' took a breath and threw it into the air.

In an instant, the bamboo stick was like a sharp arrow from the string, with the whistling wind from Zhang Huansheng's ear, and flew out of the stone hall.

After a few breaths of time, there was a faint sound of Qingyue's bell outside, 'Dangdangdang...' sounded, which meant that another Yanhuang nobleman had joined the Imperial Child Prison.

After a while, the jade plaque, which is an inch and a square, twists and turns from the middle, like a butterfly, constantly fanning the wind, and it flew into the stone hall from nowhere, and landed in front of Zhang Huansheng. A few short.

"This is your waist card in the Guozijian." Zhou Jianxue saw this and pointed to the square card that was no different from an ordinary jade block after it fell, laughing. said.

Zhang Huansheng picked up the jade plaque and looked at it, seeing that only his name was engraved on it, and many complicated patterns, he asked inexplicably, "Master Supervisor, when I entered the Guozijian just now, I watched other supervisors come and go. At the gate, no one checks the waist badge?"

"It's your choice." Zhou Jianxue replied with a smile, "The Imperial College never restricts students from leaving or staying, and this Xiongjing inner city is only allowed to enter by the nobles of Yan and Huang, so what is the use of checking the waist badge."

"Then what is its use?" Hearing this, Zhang Huansheng, who was playing the jade card, asked again.

"There are three palaces and four palaces in Guozijian." Zhou Jianxue pointed out patiently after hearing the words: "The three school palaces, one is called Chongwen, one is called Shangwu, and the other is called Zunfa, day and night, all the time. There are academic officials, who explain the most fundamental methods of writing, martial arts, and Dharma.

Since you have been awarded the title of Cloud Cavalry by the grace of God, you must have seen the Epang Palace.

The house covers more than 300 ground, but it also started from rammed earth and flat ground, built with bricks and stones. If there was no solid foundation as the foundation, it would have collapsed like a pavilion on the sand. How could it be thousands of years old? history.

So no matter what you want to do, don't look down on the method of establishing roots and foundations, and you must go and listen carefully. "

"Yes." Zhang Huansheng replied solemnly.

"And those four halls," Zhou Jianxue saw that he obviously listened to his warning, nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "In the name of the four directions of east, south, west and north, it is filled with countless collections of scriptures and histories, cultivating the Dharma. , The practice of martial arts.

Although there is no such thing as the most extreme level, there are also many good esoteric methods. You can go and choose slowly, but if you choose the one you like, you can submit a book with your pocket card. Explain in detail, understand. "