This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 27 Li Du Helps Me
Yulin Academy.

Xiang Yuan sat cross-legged under the corridor window, knife in his arms, trying three things at once.

There is an open space in front of me, and across the space there is a bamboo forest and pavilion. When the wind blows, the bamboos move but my heart remains still.

In my ears is the sound of Wang Wenxu's lecture. There is Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism. The three schools of thought are integrated into one, without bias. It is the way to cultivate oneself and also the way to govern the world.

It is understandable that there are Taoism and Buddhism, and Confucianism is no exception. Ever since Quexin crossed the border and killed Lingguang, Xiang Yuan knew that there is always someone better than you, and all realms are connected, so when he encounters familiar things, he can treat them with a normal mind.

After listening for a while, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but squint his eyes, half-open and half-closed, and nodded, like a sponge, absorbing all of Wang Wenxu's teachings.

He is a good teacher, but it's a pity that he is paired with Xiao Xu.

The third heart raised the Qi to the Ren meridian, continuing the practice of last night, and with the unstoppable momentum of the lone star chasing the moon, another acupuncture point was opened.

When the Qi reaches Xuan Ji, of the twenty-four acupoints of the Ren Meridian, only Tiantu, Lianquan and Chengjiang are left, and the task is about to be completed. In layman's terms, the Qi Refining Stage is half a step to great perfection, and the peak can be reached in an instant.

A look of delight appeared on his face. He stopped practicing his internal energy, focused his mind, and saw the swords on the shelf.

"Good sword."

At noon, Wang Wenxu announced the end of get out of class. Two figures left the back row at lightning speed, ran out from the back door, carrying Xiang Yuan on the left and right, and ran straight to the academy canteen.

Students can bring their own lunch boxes or go to the canteen and pay for meals, but the academy has rules that students are not allowed to eat in the classroom, and everyone must go to the canteen.

When it comes to meals, Xiang Yuan never refuses. He orders enough for three people, because he thinks the child is still growing and should eat more.

Where there are people, there is the world, and where there is the world, there are factions. There are not many students in Yulin Academy, and they are divided into two factions.

One faction consists of Xiao He and Xu Jixian, and the other faction consists of... everyone else.

Xiang Yuan followed the two funny guys and occupied a table. When he saw the students coming over talking and laughing, his eyes were immediately attracted by a female student.

The woman wore no makeup, was beautiful, elegant, graceful, and had an outstanding temperament. All the other students, regardless of their age, were like green leaves against fresh flowers, making her stand out from the crowd.

He is not very old, maybe twenty, or maybe younger.

Xiang Yuan didn't care about the female student's appearance. He saw that she walked with a light and gentle posture, yet strong, and every step was like a measurement, so he guessed that she had extraordinary martial arts skills.

If I'm not mistaken, she is the owner of the sword.

A good saddle for a good horse is not a bad thing!

Xiang Yuan was still muttering about the sword.

Xiao He followed Xiang Yuan's line of sight and saw the students sitting together. They also saw the female student and said, "Sima Qingyan, the daughter of the county magistrate Sima Changhui. This woman is quite skilled in martial arts and has always been at odds with me in the academy. It is because of her that other people don't play with me."

Is there a possibility that you are the one who is annoying?

Xiang Yuan sighed, suddenly thought of something, and looked at the two perverts on both sides with a puzzled look on his face.

不应该呀，你俩应该去当舔狗才对，为什么划清界线，难道之前调戏不成挨揍了？
Perhaps understanding Xiang Yuan's look, Xiao He said arrogantly, "Brother Xiao Yuan, you don't understand. Even though she is indifferent to me, everyone knows what she is planning. Sima Shi calculated that I would come to Fengxian County to study, so she sent her to the academy two years in advance. She deliberately created an encounter so that she could climb up to the Xiao family. I don't need to actively pursue her, she will come to me on her own. Why not?"

His indifference was just an illusion, a means of taking advantage of the contrast to lure in people like him, a royal descendant who had seen many ups and downs.

Everyone knows what the Sima family is thinking. May I ask if the current head of the Sima family is Sima Zhao?
Xiang Yuan's forehead was filled with black lines. He had never seen anyone so shameless. After thinking about it, he realized that there really was a powerful person who was equally strong as him. He turned to look at Xu Jixian, wanting to hear his opinion.

Just treat it as listening to crosstalk.

As expected, Xu Jixian did not disappoint Xiang Yuan and made people laugh the moment he opened his mouth.

"Brother Xiao, you are wrong. She is not after you, but me. My Xu family has a long history of prosperity, and everyone in Dezhou knows this. Once we fall to the bottom of the valley, there will be a reversal of the trapped dragon ascending to heaven. Lord Sima knows that I have a promising future, so he arranged for Qingyan to accompany me to study. We are childhood sweethearts, and we have become lovers. We love each other and get married."

Xiang Yuan didn't see the two people in love, but he did see the two animals in love.

The two shameless people were shouting loudly, and the students on the other side heard it clearly. If Sima Qingyan hadn't stopped them, several young men would have come over to seek explanation.

Feeling the gazes that were looking at him as a scum, Xiang Yuan buried his head in his food and cried out that he was wronged. He said nothing about what Xiao He and Xu Jixian had said.

He was isolated by his classmates on the first day of school, and no one will invite him to any parties in the future. What should he do?
After lunch, Xiao He led Xiang Yuan to the pavilion to rest. Wherever they passed, people fled in fear, with no intention of attaching themselves to King Zhao or the Grand Chancellor.

How disgusting this is!
Xiang Yuan gave up, knowing that in the eyes of his classmates, he was the same as Xiao Xu, and even if he cut at the speed of light, it would be useless. So be it, he was here to study anyway, and it would be better to have some peace and quiet.

On the other hand, Xu Jixian kept his promise and knelt before Wang Wenxu. If Wang Wenxu disagreed, he would roll over and cry and hang himself.

He was shameless and attracted the attention of many students. It was Wang Wenxu who was embarrassed.

In just a stick of incense's time, Xu Jixian accomplished his goal, holding his head high and chest puffed out like a triumphant black rooster.

"Brother Xu, is it done?"

"Since my brother is here, how dare you not obey me, sir?"

Xu Jixian was very proud. Just when Xiang Yuan was happy and was about to praise him against his conscience, he suddenly changed the subject: "But the teacher said that the rules cannot be broken. Once a precedent is set, there will be endless troubles. In the afternoon class, the teacher tested Xiao Yuan by asking him to do a question. Success or failure depends on this one."

"Is this how you do things?"

Xiao He was furious: "Brother Xiaoyuan has only been to school for a few years and doesn't talk much. How can you ask him to do the test? He is even more useless than the two of us!"

Who are you looking down on?
Veins on Xiang Yuan's forehead were throbbing. He had not received much education in this life and could barely read and write. But it was different in his previous life. Even if he returned all his knowledge to his teachers after graduation, a lean camel would still be bigger than a horse.

such as……

Well, in short, Xiao Xu is a father-in-law, he is not illiterate.

……

It was time for the afternoon class, and Xiang Yuan followed the two funny guys into the lecture hall. The two guys were very warm-hearted. They made way for him, one on the left and one on the right, and left the middle seat in the back row for him.

Wang Wenxu walked into the classroom, scanned the entire class, and fixed his gaze on Xiang Yuan. Because of the person who recommended him, there was a bit of disdain in his eyes.

After all, birds of a feather flock together, and Xiao He and Xu Jixian couldn't make any serious friends.

"This class is about farming..."

"Agriculture is the foundation of the country and the people's life. Food is the people's life. Where does food come from? It cannot be obtained without farming..."

"You are too lazy to work and don't know the difference between the five grains. You are far away from the fields and don't do farming. You don't know the pain. Although the academy has agricultural courses, you are often asked to work in the fields. After all, it's only for a day. You still don't know the four seasons, and you don't know the difference between spring plowing and summer weeding, autumn harvest and winter storage..."

"I am standing on a three-foot-high platform to encourage people to learn about agriculture and sericulture, and to combine farming with reading. I hope you will understand the hardships of farming, the labor of farmers, the difficulties of harvesting crops, and the fundamentals of people's livelihood. Cultivating oneself, managing the family, governing the country, and pacifying the world are my aspirations as a scholar, and I hope to encourage you all to do the same."

Wang Wenxu set the tone for today's lesson with his opening remarks. He then used himself as a teaching material and recounted his farming experience. His tone was calm and he did not boast about himself. He only said that farmers work hard and farming is not easy.

After the first half of the class, he distributed test papers and asked the students to write a poem on the topic of agriculture.

In an instant, Xiang and Xiao Xu's mouth twitched at the same time, as if they had rehearsed their tacit understanding in advance.

Xiao Xu was uneducated and there was nothing much to say about him. Xiang Yuan and the other two stared at the white paper in a daze because they had come across a lot of poems in their previous lives and were struggling over whether or not to copy them.

I definitely can’t compose poetry; I don’t have the ability to do so.

If you don't copy, you won't be able to pass this test and become a jerk in the eyes of everyone, which is very embarrassing.

Just copy it. He has a sense of shame and feels that this is not right. He is not shameless enough to do that.

Besides, writing is a natural creation, the work of a skilled hand, and it is interconnected. If someone had "copied" it before, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to be exposed on the spot?

What should I do? Should I copy or not?

While Xiang Yuan was hesitating, Xiao Xu, with a serious face as if he was visiting a grave, picked up his pen and wrote as if inspired by God, writing quickly.

They can both come up with a poem, and I have to write it.

Just copy it.

just one time.

Xiang Yuan picked up the pen and muttered to himself, "I am a shameless student. I would like to ask Li Du to help me."

(End of this chapter)