The Three Realms Abyss outside the palace opened again, and groups of monks in white robes stood in front of the You Palace. The white robes no longer had the mark of the Shao Kingdom, but people could still tell that they were from the Shao Kingdom.
The grand projection of the gate to the fairyland appeared in the world, and people stepped into it one by one amid the rippling water.
“Home!”
“Home!”
Before stepping through the door, everyone shouts loudly, as if they want to release all the depression and distress in their hearts, and they also have a strong desire to return home.
Lin Shu held the sword and looked at Zhou Yang, who was aging too quickly and under great pressure, and said, "Will there be any problems when we go back this time?"
Zhou Yang glanced at Lin Shu and immediately said, "We didn't suffer a defeat, but achieved great success. To us, the Suiren bow is more precious than the entire Shao Kingdom."
"Don't worry, the higher-ups will definitely not let you shed blood and tears when you return, and we still need you in the country!"
Kong Huai, carrying a sacred artifact named Suiren Bow, was surrounded by people and stepped into the world. The name not only explains that the power of the sacred bow is related to fire, but also hopes that Suiren Bow will bring the power of incense and vows to the world, indicating that their trip will be like the ancient legend that Suiren drilled wood to make fire, bringing a new kind of fire to the world.
Every time the Three Realms Abyss opens, a group of people will leave, and at the same time, there will also be a steady stream of people entering the mountains and seas.
Everyone who entered these mountains and seas thought that they would be the protagonist of this era, would change everything, and become the trendsetters of the era. However, in the end, they could only turn into an ordinary speck of dust and fall to the bottom of the water as time passed.
In the spiritual tea garden of Xianque Mountain, tea trees are winding like dragon bodies, and they are flashing with red spiritual light like flowing jade liquid. Groups of beauties in gorgeous and luxurious palace skirts shuttle through the spiritual tea garden, picking leaves to make spiritual tea, which is a tribute that only the lord of Youdu and a few immortal officials of Yougong can enjoy.
Ying Zhao stands like a stone statue in front of the gate of the back garden of the fairy palace. Ying Zhao has been completely integrated with the Xianque Mountain. The large formation of Xianque Mountain uses him as the center of the formation. The changes of the four seasons, wind, frost, rain and snow within the formation are all controlled by his magical powers.
If there is any movement, it will immediately fly into the air. This fourth-level demon with the blood of the ancient demon god can tear the invader to pieces in an instant.
At this moment, Fang Xiu was sitting on a stone beside the Heavenly Demon Pond. His casual breathing brought up enormous power from the Heavenly Demon Pond, and his breathing seemed to move to the rhythm of the heaven, earth, sun and moon.
At this moment, Fang Xiu, who was in Xianque Mountain, did not turn his head back, but he had already felt that the incense artifact followed the group out of the mountain and sea realm and entered the real world.
Although the incense artifact was suppressed by many seals, Lin Shu and Zhou Yang were puzzled and rushed to Youdu Fairy Island with Kong Huai as soon as possible, for fear of any accidents.
A wisp of blooming petals fell into the pool, causing a slight ripple. Fang Xiu slowly opened his eyes: "It's almost over!"
At this point, Fang Xiu’s plan to enter the Mountain and Sea Realm has basically been completed, and he is just waiting for the final end.
The end of all this will naturally be the unification of Dongzhou, ending this era of war.
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Bucheng has become increasingly prosperous in the past two years. The establishment of Shangxian Academy has made this place a new holy place and center for the academy's disciples.
Although this place is close to the border, there is a master named Tang Li from the Shangxian Academy in charge, and thousands of disciples from the academy gather here. Even if the enemy country attacks, at least the safety of ordinary people of Pan State in this city is guaranteed.
Under such circumstances, even though there were constant frictions on the border between the two countries and the situation was turbulent, and a war could break out at any time, Bu became more prosperous because of its proximity to Shao and Gao.
After the two countries went to war, a steady flow of supplies and food were transported to Gao State, and trade with Shao State was not cut off, but became even bigger. Even the war could not affect the business of the caravans of those aristocratic families.
In addition, Bu was close to a big river and ships could travel easily, so more merchants settled here and more and more shops were built. Bu City thus created the miracle of transforming from a wasteland into a big city in just a few years.
Shangxian Academy was modeled after the former Xundu Academy, with a stone tablet in front of the gate and the streets planted with locust trees.
If a cultivator passes by this place and looks around, he will see rays of light of varying sizes rising into the sky from the academy. That is the literary aura of all the academy's disciples, and their righteous spirit.
The small ones are like fireflies or candlelight, while the large ones are like the bright moon in the sky.
A ray of light behind the academy rose slowly like the scorching sun, dispersing all the evil spirits in the entire Bu city. Ordinary demons would be burned to ashes if they set foot in this Bu land.
Even if one is a righteous cultivator, he will be strongly suppressed if he enters this city.
The sound of reading aloud rang out, the young students were full of passion, and the old students were dancing with their sleeves fluttering, chatting and laughing.
Everything seemed to have returned to the ancient Dahuan era, with dozens of sages gathered in the academy.
In the library in the backyard, Master Tang Li was standing on a ladder, sorting out the books in the library bit by bit. This was his biggest hobby in daily life.
In the past, Xundu Academy had the largest library in the world, with a collection of tens of thousands of books. However, after the last teacher of Xundu Academy was killed in King Huan's palace, the academy was disbanded, closed and confiscated, and a large number of books were burned. The original heritage and a large number of books compiled and annotated by the saints and sages of the past were also scattered.
The academy's heritage was completely lost. Even if it was compensated a little by the heritage of other branches, it still caused great damage to the academy.
Books are the most important wealth and heritage of the academy, as several saints have said.
Since Tang Li obtained the preaching jade slip, he began to re-copy the lost books and scriptures bit by bit. In addition, the academies of other branches recognized Tang Li's status and sent a large number of classics that they had collected and were unwilling to teach to others to the Shangxian Academy.
In addition, Prince Chao of Pan State sent a large number of books and gifts in order to win over Master Tang Li and the academy. Over the years, the library of Shangxian Academy finally surpassed the ten thousand volumes of the former library of Xundu Academy.
Tang Li grew a beard on his face, making him look more stable and older.
Because he was well-read and had mastered the sages' scriptures, he was increasingly in tune with the power of the preaching jade slips. The righteous energy that came from the preaching jade slips continued to flow into Tang Li's body, allowing him to quickly approach the third level of power, and he could even use the preaching jade slips to exert the fourth level of power.
This is a world of difference between this and the practice of ordinary monks. Others may practice hard for a hundred years, but may not be able to compare with the twenty or thirty years of practice of the disciples of this academy.
As long as you can understand the teachings of the sages and your will is in harmony with those of the sages, you will be able to continuously draw on the power of the Xundu Academy in the Yin world and those sages for your practice.
The more one is in line with the teachings of the saints, the faster the great and righteous energy will grow. Conversely, if one is unable to comprehend the true meaning of the great way in the scriptures, one will also be unable to cultivate the great and righteous energy.
However, there is also a drawback, that is, the disciples of the academy cannot seek immortality.
The life span is no more than two hundred years. Even if one's cultivation is comparable to that of the fourth or fifth level, or even if one becomes a true immortal on earth, the body will still age.
All his power comes from the preaching jade slip. After his death, he will also be transformed into the spirit of a sage and enter the divine realm of Xundu Academy, on par with the ancient sages, and will not be able to stay in the mortal world.
However, many of the students who entered the Xundu Academy were disciples who were originally unable to practice, so this was not something that was completely unacceptable to them.
If you want to achieve immortality, you don’t have to enter the academy. Instead, after death you can enter the sacred and blessed land of Xundu Academy and enjoy the incense worship for eternity, which is not much worse than achieving immortality.
Tang Li sorted out the scrolls of books, and finally took out an ancient scroll that was so ancient that it had turned yellow and black, and the words on it were a little blurred.
This was a gift sent by Prince Chao of Pan State a few days ago. Tang Li had someone put it in and only started to sort it out now. When he opened it, he immediately found that most of it were ancient books, some of which were even authentic works of ancient sages that flowed out from the former Xundu Academy.
"It's actually the preaching of the ancient sage Feng Sheng? I wonder which master copied it!" Tang Li immediately became interested and slowly opened it.
The first sentence was the one that even a three-year-old child could recite for enlightenment. The more he turned the pages, the more Tang Li's expression changed, because he discovered that this did not seem to have been copied by any of the former masters of the Xundu Academy, nor was it copied and annotated by any sage.
"How is it possible? Is this the authentic work of Feng Sheng?" Tang Li's face changed drastically. No one had expected that the scroll left by this former saint could actually be preserved until now.
What was even more shocking was that before he finished speaking, Tang Li discovered that the scroll was emitting light, and the words inside the scroll condensed into a vortex filled with the scent of ink.
The world turned upside down, and Tang Li was suddenly pulled from the academy's library into the books, and fell into it.