Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

"The teacher naturally takes great care of his students and shows them the utmost concern."

"Then why didn't you ever tell me that you and Su Zhexian were good friends?"

"Teacher, let me explain. It's not what you think. It's more complicated."

"I won't listen!"

"If you could get Su Zhexian to compose a poem, preferably with my name in the title, such as 'Presented to the Great Confucian Scholar Zhang Shen,' then I could calm down. Just one poem, is that too much to ask?"

Xu Xinnian: "..."

The renowned martial arts master Li Mubai, who happened to be passing by the two, overheard this conversation and sneered, "You old fool, you're dreaming!"

"To send your disciple to ask someone else to write a poem for you? Only you would do something like that! Bah!"

The esteemed scholar Zhang Shen blushed and sneered, "Can a scholar's business be called asking for favors?! You lousy chess player, shut your mouth!"

Li Mubai: "I'll say it anyway, what can you do about it?!"

Zhang Shen glared at him: "You want to reason with me?"

Well known.

The great Confucian scholars of Yunlu Academy are most skilled at persuading people with reason.

Zhang Shen took out a scroll from his pocket, tore off a page, and set it on fire.

After the paper burned, a green cloud appeared out of thin air, which transformed into countless poisonous insects that pounced on Li Mubai.

They were swarms of beetles, all bright green, with menacing mouthparts, resembling a dense swarm of locusts.

"I traveled the world in my previous years, and it wasn't without its rewards!"

Li Mubai remained completely calm, taking out a scroll, tearing out two pages, and setting them on fire.

One of the pages burned out and transformed into a crimson lizard, existing between reality and illusion.

The crimson lizard puffed out its cheeks and spewed out a jet of flame dozens of feet long, burning the green clouds in the sky to ashes!

at the same time.

The other page has burned out.

A scantily clad young woman materialized, her figure as light as a fish, and swam towards Zhang Shen.

As he approached, Zhang Shen's eyelids grew heavy, and an overwhelming drowsiness washed over him.

A sixth-rank Confucian scholar can learn the unique skills of other systems and put them into writing, recording them in books.

Zhang Shen just used the techniques of a Gu Master.

The young woman on Li Mubai's paper should be from the wizarding system...

Seeing this, Xu Xinnian silently stepped back several dozen paces to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

The great scholars at Yunlu Academy are indeed very capable, but they have very unconventional personalities.

He completely lacked the elegance, composure, and calmness that a great Confucian scholar should possess.

Xu Xinnian had heard his classmates mention it, and it seemed to be related to the Confucian system of cultivation.

These great Confucian scholars used to be quite composed, but their personalities changed drastically after they reached a higher level of understanding.

Zhang Shen suddenly woke up with a start, sighing inwardly that he had almost fallen for the old scoundrel's trick.

He had a sudden inspiration and shouted, "Li Mubai, your pants are down!"

Li Mubai felt a chill down his crotch and was shocked to find that his pants had slipped down to his ankles.

"Damn it!" Li Mubai's mentality collapsed, and he roared, "Everyone's pants are falling down!"

slam-la-

The students of Yunlu Academy who were still watching nearby all bent down to pull up their trousers.

In early winter, the groin area feels very cold.

Xu Xinnian, standing at a distance, secretly smiled smugly.

Fortunately, he was one step ahead and had already retreated from the spell's range.

He knew very well what his own teacher was like when he was explaining things.

……

Zhao Shou pretended not to notice the commotion behind him and walked up the mountain with Su Nan, acting as their tour guide.

The cold wind swept through the forest, and the withered branches uttered a mournful cry.

Zhao Shou pointed to a waterfall not far ahead and said, "This was once the place where the seniors of Yunlu Academy attained enlightenment."

"The stone tablet beside the waterfall records the life of this predecessor."

In winter, when water is scarce, the waterfall becomes thin and weak, listlessly plunging into the pool where the water is crystal clear.

A stone tablet stands by the pool, along with a bronze figure sitting cross-legged.

The inscription tells the story of a scholar named Qian Zhong, who lived 600 years ago and was active at the beginning of the Great Feng Dynasty.

Su Nan only glanced at him before recognizing who he was.

He was that great Confucian scholar who, with his own flesh and blood and the grievances of the people, shattered the remaining fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Even those from southern Jiangsu have to admit that it's fierce and powerful.

"A true Confucian scholar serves the country and its people."

Su Nan exclaimed in admiration.

You can look down on many scholars who flatter their superiors and bully their inferiors, but you cannot look down on those scholars who truly care about the world.

These are all classic texts by sages, yet they can teach all sorts of people.

The great Confucian scholar Qian Zhongshu clearly belonged to the latter category.

To single-handedly shatter the fate of a nation sounds like something no human could do.

But he did it.

It must be said that the Confucian system is quite formidable.

Unfortunately, Yunlu Academy has been suppressed for over two hundred years.

Otherwise, the Confucian system would not be in such decline and desolation today.

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Chapter 28 The Sub-Saint Academy, the Cheng Family Stele! [Seeking flowers and monthly tickets]

"The Dean seems to be only at the third-grade Life Establishment Realm, not yet at the second-grade Great Confucian Realm, right?" Su Nan asked casually.

The three grades of Confucianism represent the realm of establishing one's destiny.

The second rank represents the realm of a great Confucian scholar.

There are two types of great Confucian scholars. One refers to those who have reached the level of a second-grade great Confucian scholar, and the other refers to those who have extremely high levels of scholarship and are therefore called great Confucian scholars.

Ziyang Jushi, Zhang Shen, and Li Mubai all belong to the second type.

"Yes, I am only at the third rank of officialdom now."

"I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to break through to the second rank in this lifetime!"

Dean Zhao Shou said with a sigh.

The Three-Rank Destiny Realm is a realm for finding one's purpose in life. Some people study for fame and fortune, some for wealth and power, and some for blessings for future generations... Everyone has their own path.

Dean Zhao Shou's philosophy is to create a new school of thought for Confucianism!

To break free from the shackles of thought and find a new path for millions of scholars across the world!

Therefore, he cannot break through to the second rank until he achieves this goal.

For this reason, Zhao Shou spent more than ten years in the bamboo forest trying to comprehend the Dao, but he made no progress whatsoever!

He pinned his hopes on Su Nan.

Zhao Shou hopes that Su Nan, this extremely talented young man, can do this after him!

However, it's very difficult.

Even though Su Nan showed exceptional talent in poetry.

Zhao Shou only believed that Su Nan had the possibility of breaking the seal, but not that it was inevitable.

After all, that was a concept left behind by a near-sage!

To break free from the shackles of this ideology, one must be a sage!

Even if Su Nan were to switch to the Confucian system now, it would still take him at least several decades of time and effort to break the seal.

However, given Su Nan's unruly personality, there was absolutely no way he could have done it.

Zhao Shou brought Su Nan to Yunlu Academy only in the hope of guiding him onto this path.

"At the second level of Confucianism, one can manipulate destiny."

"How can a dean be promoted to the second rank without entering officialdom?"

Su Nan took a sip of wine and said calmly.

The Confucian Three Ranks: The Realm of Destiny.

In addition to achieving one's life goals, one also needs to accumulate considerable good fortune.

Dean Zhao Shou clearly knew about this.

“If we cannot break free from Cheng Yasheng’s shackles, what good will it do if the students of Yunlu Academy are filled with powerful and influential officials?!” Zhao Shou sighed.

The two paused briefly by the waterfall before continuing their ascent.

The two strolled around the academy at their leisure.

Zhao Shou led Su Nan to visit many famous historical sites and scenic spots of the academy.

Yunlu Academy has a long history of 1,200 years since its founding.

If it weren't for the usual ban on unauthorized personnel entering and disturbing students' studies, Qingyun Mountain would surely become a popular tourist attraction.