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Chapter 126. Jixia Academy, Monk Putao

Looking at the description of [The Enfeoffed King Fire], it can be basically confirmed that this is what the old voice said when entering the Taixu Realm.

The flame sealed from the Supreme Flame burns with the fire of ambition.

Anything that appears in the opening description is most likely an important item.

And for some reason, when Mo Hao approached the fire, he subconsciously felt that this thing was very important to him.

This so-called [King Fire] is probably related to his job transfer mission. Although it is just a guess without evidence, Mo Hao naturally thinks so.

After putting away the [Royal Fire], Mo Hao turned his gaze towards the huge cauldron.

[Broken tripod: a symbol of royal power, one of the seven tripods that all princes should have. With the loss of the territory, the last monarch only had this last symbol to maintain his face. With the loss of the territory, even the last ability to communicate with the gods disappeared.]

Ding, a cooking utensil, is a national heirloom, a symbol of the country and power, and also an important ritual vessel for worshiping gods.

This tripod should be the last dignity of the last king of Jiang Qi. Judging from the textual description, it seems that with the support of the territory, it also has the ability to communicate with gods.

However, this seems to be of no use to the explorers in the Taixu Realm.

At least Mo Hao couldn't see how this thing, which had more symbolic significance than practical meaning, could have any special effect on him.

But this thing is a trophy after all, it would be a pity to throw it away, but if I want to carry it with me, it is too big.

As if sensing that Mo Hao disliked the huge cauldron, it actually began to shrink on its own. In less than a moment, it had shrunk to the size that could be held up in one hand.

In addition to these two items, Duke Kang of Qi also left behind his bronze sword. Mo Hao picked it up, looked at it for a few seconds, and then threw it to Su Zhilan.

"See if it works."

There was no convertible information obtained from the bronze sword, and the weapon required to transform the axe fist force was an axe, or at least a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer. The bronze sword alone was of little use to Mo Hao.

Su Zhilan took the bronze sword, closed her eyes and felt the sword's meaning, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a good sword, much better than the one I have."

There are almost no restrictions on secret treasures of the weapon and armor types in the Taixu Realm. They are relatively common and have relatively high output.

At the same time, the danger level of the Taixu Realm is far beyond the limit that the candidates can bear. Even if she acts with Mo Hao, Su Zhilan must try her best to improve her own strength, so she did not refuse.

With the death of Duke Kang of Qi, the diffuse white fog began to gradually occupy all vision. Mo Hao only felt that a repulsive force began to emerge in this place, trying to repel the two of them out.

After experiencing dizziness again, the surrounding environment changed again. This time, a stone road appeared under my feet, going straight forward, and I didn't know where it led to.

Walking along the road, we soon saw a city.

Due to the erosion of the Taixu Realm, explorers can clearly see the characters in the Taixu Realm.

Above the city wall, two huge characters tell the name of the city - Linzi.

Linzi was the capital of Qi State.

[Wang Huo] began to beat violently, but did not ignite anything. It seemed like it was venting its anger, or perhaps it was trying to remind Mo Hao of something.

As the two moved forward, the thick fog gradually dissipated and the view began to widen.

There were several staggering figures at the city gate. Su Zhilan subconsciously summoned her flying sword and tried to attack, but was held down by Mo Hao first.

"Don't be hostile yet, this place is a little different."

Compared with the previous area, this place still has a faint human aura, and Mo Hao doesn't know how to describe that feeling.

If the previous areas were chaotic and full of hostility, then this place gave him a sense of order, like some kind of "safe zone".

When the white fog completely dissipated, the two could see clearly that the staggering figures were not those mummies, but humans.

After the people at the city gate spotted Mo Hao, they just glanced at him and then ignored him and went about their own business.

"It seems that this place has no malicious intent, so don't take the initiative yet."

In a non-dangerous area, it is not a good habit to take the initiative to create danger, especially when the people here seem non-aggressive and there is a great possibility of communication.

However, Mo Hao did not rush into Linzi City. Instead, he looked around as if he was looking for something. Soon, he found what he was looking for. "Found it. Follow me."

There is a road near the city gate. Walking along the road, you will soon see walls and trenches.

Then we saw the dilapidated ruins.

Arrows were nailed to the door, and there were traces of swords and weapons on other places. It was obvious that this place had suffered a war.

In other words, a catastrophic disaster.

"here it is……"

"Jixia Academy."

The Institute founded by Tian Qi is the earliest government-run institution of higher learning in the world, as well as China's earliest academy of social sciences and government think tank.

The first special higher education institution organized by the government and hosted by private individuals. The rare and spectacular "Hundred Schools of Thought" in the history of academic thought was centered on the Jixia Academy of Qi State.

As the central forum for academic debate among hundreds of schools of thought at the time, it effectively contributed to the formation of academic debate throughout the world.

However, the Jixia Academy is now just a ruin, without any trace of the grand occasion of the past when a hundred schools of thought contended with each other.

Mo Hao guessed that the Jixia Academy in front of him was probably in the state after Qin conquered Qi.

The time and space of this Taixu Realm is completely chaotic, so Duke Kang of Qi is boiling sea water to make salt in the salt pond by the sea, the Qi regime in Neitian, Linzi is still running, but the Jixia Academy is a ruin after Qin conquered Qi.

He even felt that, given the degree of time and space chaos in this Taixu Realm, he might encounter a strange situation where all the wise men of various schools of thought are still alive.

Mo Hao looked around, looking at the ruins with nothing left, and asked Su Zhilan hesitantly, "If I plan to rebuild the Jixia Academy, is it possible?"

One of the milestones is [Rebuilding the Jixia Academy]. If possible, Mo Hao would like to complete it.

But soon, his question was completely rejected.

"Haha, in the past, Tian Qi honored all scholars as [senior officials], [received the salary of senior officials], and allowed wise men to [discuss without governing] and [discuss state affairs without holding office]."

"That's how the Jixia Academy came to be, with hundreds of schools of thought contending with each other. What do you have that can compare to the wealth and wealth of the King of Qi?"

The person who spoke was not Su Zhilan. Following the voice, Mo Hao saw a short and fat familiar figure.

A figure that should not have appeared here.

"You are……"

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am. If you must call me by a name, you can call me Monk Putao."

The fat-headed monk, wearing a sackcloth-like mask and a windmill on his back, stretched out his hand to Mo Hao with a smile, "I'm so thirsty, so thirsty, do you have any wine for me?"

(End of this chapter)