Great Liangzhen Fusi, starting as the villain

The Imperial Academy is located on a gentle hillside, and there is nothing magnificent about it.

There is only a little sense of being out of the dust. In spring, the hillside is covered with green lawns.

Houses and attics are randomly scattered and connected to each other by bluestone roads... Opposite the end of the stone steps is the central building "lecture hall".

Behind the lecture hall, a simple and majestic building stands out, which is very conspicuous.

The sun is warm and the spring breeze is blowing.

Qi Ping followed Professor Wang, and gradually saw the students who were "attending class" everywhere on the hillside.

The unified style of blouse is both elegant and practical.

Some students competed with swords, jingling, and some, holding a brush in one hand and holding a brush in the other, gestured in the air.

Very novel.

"Sir, Qi Ping is here." Suddenly, Wang Jiaoxi said towards the front.

Only then did Qi Ping look away, and he saw two figures standing quietly in front of him, one fat and one thin, with smiles on their faces, looking towards him.

"This is Mr. Six, and this is Mr. Two." Wang Jiaoxi turned around and introduced.

Before Qi Ping came here, he also inquired about it and knew that the structure of the academy is divided into four floors.

The highest is the dean, but there is currently a vacancy.

The second echelon consists of six "Misters", who belong to the management team and are responsible for various resolutions of the academy, and they are all strong practitioners.

Further down are the instructors, responsible for daily teaching.

Then, there are the students.

"Junior Qi Ping, I have met the two gentlemen." Qi Ping saluted humbly.

Xi Lian tried her best to maintain her reserve, and was the first to speak: "Are you the poet who made the sound of 'Don't listen to Chuanlin Daye'?"

"...It's a junior's clumsy work." Qi Ping said brazenly.

Xi Lian was amazed, shaking the folding fan in his hand, looked him up and down, with a strange light in his eyes:

"I heard Wang Jiaoxi say that when the poet was a young man, I couldn't believe it, but now that I see him, he really is so young!

At such an age, to be able to write such broad-minded poems... is really extraordinary.

Don't know which school to study in?Who is sir? "

Qi Ping said awkwardly: "The younger generation is not a student."

Xi Lian was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Could it be that you are self-taught?"

This was beyond his expectations.

But then I thought about it, with such a poetic talent, but no reputation at all, it would make sense if you were self-taught.

Qi Ping nodded, took the initiative to speak, and interrupted the other party to ask the bottom line:

"This junior is here to enter the academy to learn the method of cultivation."

Cultivation is so boring... It's better to talk about poetry... Xi Lian really wanted to say that.

But hold back, why:

"Do you know that the academy enrolls students every autumn, and there are no quotas for the rest of the year, and besides, the practice also needs to test the aptitude of the school, you..."

Hearing the words, Qi Ping offered the waist badge with both hands:

"The junior is the new captain of the Zhenfu Division. I heard that he is eligible to be admitted to the hospital."

Captain Fu?

Now, several people were really surprised.

The chubby, friendly Mr. Er stretched out his hand, and the waist card flew into his hand. After looking at it a little, he said in surprise:

"If that's the case... In this way, you have stepped into cultivation?"

Qi Ping said seriously: "Yes. This junior is currently entraining the first level of energy to complete, but he doesn't know the magic tricks, so he came here."

Entraining one level of air is complete... The two gentlemen looked at each other.

In their view, this speed is not fast, but it is not bad.

Practice is not the sooner the better, generally speaking, the meridian can carry the real energy to run when the male develops to 15 years old.

Of course, if it was cultivated with elixir at a young age, or if it has strong roots and extraordinary talents, it can also be advanced.

At Qiping's age, at this stage, he can only say "average aptitude".

At this time, the two of them still don't know that Qi Ping has only practiced for less than a month...

"Well, since you are the school lieutenant of Zhenfu, you can go to school according to the court's law," the generous-hearted Mr. Er handed back his waist card, nodded and smiled:

"There are two schools in the academy, Talisman Dao and Kendo. All students admitted to the academy can learn, and each has its own emphasis. Which branch do you want to belong to?"

Translated, that is:

The college is divided into arts and sciences, which one do you apply for?

Qi Ping thought for a while and said, "Students want to learn the magic talisman."

The two gentlemen were not surprised. Xi Lian waved his folding fan and said with a smile:

"I guess, that's the case. Good poetry and essays are of great benefit to mastering the talisman. You can make that kind of poetry, and it is indeed more suitable for this way."

Fan Er was really right, this magical talisman technique is actually related to poetry.

Qi Ping was secretly surprised.

Mr. Er said, "Since that's the case, then I will conduct a qualification test on you."

Qi Ping was stunned for a moment, and said, "Sir, what do you mean by cultivation qualifications?"

Xi Lian shook her head, smiled and pointed:

"The 'qualification' mentioned by the outside world mostly refers to the ability of practitioners to sense the vitality of the world and refine it into the body. Since you have practiced, you don't need to test it."

"What Mister Er said was about your talent in magic talismans."

Got it... Qi Ping suddenly realized.

Pei Shaoqing once said that breathing practice is the first threshold, and mastering the magic technique is the second.

Many of the captains of the Zhenfu school are not proficient in magic arts, it is all due to lack of talent and slow learning.

If you don't have talent, teach you a talisman. If you can't master it for a few years, it will be a waste of time.

Mr. Er looked at Wang Jiaoxi: "Go to Guzhilou and get a copy of "Fu Dian"."

Wang Jiaoxi was taken aback: "Are you sure?"

The second gentleman laughed and said: "It just happened to call the students around me to realize it together."

Teacher Wang took a deep breath and left.

Xi Lian looked at him vigilantly: "Second brother, what are you going to do?"

He suspected that this harmless fat man wanted to rob him. Yes, he had already taken Qi Ping under his command in his heart and taught him himself.

Well, practice and so on is second, and the main thing is to discuss poetry, wouldn't it be fun?

See Qiping at a loss.

Next to him, the strange professor who reported the letter before said with a smile: "You are lucky, Mr. Er is willing to spend all his energy to open the "Tales of Talismans."

He explained a few more words before Qi Ping understood.

The so-called "Fu Dian", similar to a dictionary, is a book with many "magic characters" engraved on it. It was originally extremely precious, and it was written by the first dean 300 years ago.

There are nearly [-] words.

Later, after generations of academy disciples supplemented it, so far, there are more than [-] words.

In other words, each of the eight hundred talismans is a technique.

Although the so-called "fake copy" is a copy, it is also very precious. To open it, it takes a lot of real energy and spiritual power.

Generally speaking, it will only be opened a few times a year for all students to observe and understand, which is of great help in mastering the talisman.

If it's just a test of aptitude, it's far from being able to use the "Fu Dian". The second Mr.'s experience is a bit like an anti-aircraft gun shooting mosquitoes.

No wonder Xi Lian was vigilant.

I feel that this fat man is going to poach the wall.

The second gentleman smiled harmlessly: "Basically, I haven't opened the "Fudian" this year. Today's weather is fine, so I will open it once. Don't think too much about it."

Xi Lian snorted coldly and ignored him.

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At the same time, Wang Jiaoxi bypassed the "lecture hall" and came all the way to the outside of the majestic and simple pavilion.

Here is the "old paper building", which is the library collection pavilion of the academy.

On the first floor, there are scattered students standing there. He Sheng, who is slender like a willow in a weak wind and has a transparent crystal glasses on his nose, is tending flowers and plants.

A lazy orange cat is lying on a wicker chair, basking in the sun.

"Mr. San, please ask for a copy of the "Fu Dian." Wang Jiaoxi was out of breath, and said respectfully, "Mr. Er wants it."

He Sheng glanced at him expressionlessly, then waved his hand lightly, a heavy book flew out from the bookshelf, and continued to water the flowers.

A group of cold...

Wang Jiaoxi was not surprised, he hugged the big book, saluted and retreated.

Soon, almost all the students in the entire academy were notified that Mr. Er would open the talisman and order everyone to gather.

As a result, the academy was a sensation.