Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

The Tang Dynasty Academy in Jiangye World actually has no name. After thousands of years of ups and downs, only the former virtuous ministers have continued, and the world admires and respects it like a god.

Today, Zhang Ming named it "Ying Tian".

Tangling County, Jicheng, Yingtian Academy!

The tall and simple building complex descended like a miracle, towering between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye. The sloping corridors on both sides are like a phoenix spreading its wings, overlooking the front of the door.

The location of the collapsed door plaque turned into a wide stone flat, with rain corridors erected on the left and right, surrounded by mist.

A magnificent academy stands between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Zhaoming Academy has become history, and there is no trace of ruins in the sea of ​​fire.

"this……"

Everyone opened their mouths wide, their heads seemed to be down.

Any mortal's thoughts, before the vast power, seem so small and fragile.

In a word, build an academy?

What an incredible power this is!

Legend has it that there are sages who follow their words and have inconceivable power in waving their hands and throwing their feet.

"Brother Cheng, do we still want to write an article to spread the word to the world?"

One asked weakly in a low voice.

The scholar surnamed Cheng who didn't believe that there is no righteous way in the world before, his face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth: "Tell it! Why don't you pass it on! Even if he rebuilds the academy, Meng Sheng is dead!"

"The fall of a generation of quasi-sages is the death of the literati in the world! How can the Lingshu Temple be forgiven for perverse actions!"

The people around looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately felt that what he said was reasonable, shouting and echoing.

"Writing to the world, let's kill Lingshu together!"

"Writing to the world, let's kill Lingshu together!"

"..."

Shouts form sound waves.

Meng Xueyuan's body was sitting cross-legged by the lotus pond of Yingtian Academy, his remaining consciousness sensed the new academy, his eyes moved slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became stiff.

"Has Zhaoming Academy been restored... No, no... This is not Zhaoming Academy, but..."

His consciousness was scattered in the void.

There seemed to be the shouts of scholars in my ears.

"Tai Xuzi...Although I lost to you...but I am definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death...hehe..."

The light and shadow of a lifetime appeared like a horse watching flowers, Meng Xueyuan murmured silently and disappeared into the world.

But when a person dies, the lamp will not go out.

The impact of a generation of Confucian quasi-sages dying in public is incalculable. Its severity is by no means comparable to Wang Jinglong's silent death.

This place will be like the source of a tsunami, sweeping the world.

Zhang Ming glanced around, his gaze fell on Meng Xueyuan's body vaguely, and said coldly in his heart: "You...do you really think that the poor have nothing to do?"

The characteristics of the holy place of Yingtian Academy quickly emerged in my mind. It is not as good as the Suoyao Tower to suppress the world's demons, and it is not as invincible as the Sword of Immortals.

It's not as good as Li Huo Jinwu like Yanboquan.

However, he has a natural bonus effect on scholars!

And the condition...is to be in charge of the academy!

"Since Yingtian Academy has been completed, it can't be left alone for a day, Li Mi, a humble master, listens to the order!"

He loudly shouted down.

Li Mi, Zeng Xiaoniu, and Wang Shougui had tears in their eyes. They heard what Taoist Qing Hui said just now, everyone is like a dragon, and they build the world together.

This is the academy that poor families yearn for!

At this time, upon hearing Daoist Qinghui's question, Li Mi immediately bowed and knelt on the ground, and responded with the greatest strength in his life: "Li Mi, a poor student, obey orders!"

The scholars outside looked into the academy in surprise, wondering, "What are they doing?"

Then, Qing Hui, who only listened to the Lingshu Temple, said calmly: "Yingtian Academy was first established, but now it is a waste of time, and you are ordered to be the first dean, are you willing?"

Everyone was in an uproar.

He actually planned to appoint a poor family as the dean!

"Great treason, pervert!"

"Where do we put the students of the aristocratic family!"

"I can't bear it any longer, so I invite Brother Cheng to write an article together, so as to spread the magic way of Lingshu Temple to the world as soon as possible!"

"..."

They were all filled with righteous indignation.

The faces of Liu, Su, Shen and Fang's family were all gloomy, this Lingshu was looking at the Qing emblem in his heart!

However, this Yingtian Academy was established by the other party, and now the power of appointment is also in the hands of the other party, there is nothing they can do!

"Student Li Mi, thank you Daoist for your gift!"

Everyone heard an old voice coming from the academy.

Then, at this moment, a sky-reaching beam of light suddenly appeared in midair and fell down in the academy.

An awe-inspiring aura spread in all directions.

"Huh? What is this?!"

Everyone raised their heads in surprise and asked.

"This...impossible, impossible, this is the awe-inspiring holy light of Confucianism, is there a new sage about to be born!"

The well-informed old pedant exclaimed.

Grand Holy Light, will there be a new saint again?

Everyone was stunned. How could this be possible? You must know that the entire Great Jin Dynasty only had one Supreme Saint and four Quasi-Saints. Now that two of them have fallen one after another, it is already a big deal, and now someone wants to be promoted to the Holy Position!

"This is the quasi-holy light..."

Someone sighed with serious eyes.

However, who is it that will be promoted to the new Confucian quasi-sage at such a moment?

Could it be...

They were startled, and they all looked at Yingtian Academy, only to see a skinny old man, facing the beam of light, stepping forward step by step, his feet seemed to be stepping on invisible stairs.

"There are all kinds of turbulence in the world, and there is always a reason. All kinds of experiences in life are all good fortune. The old man has studied hard for sixty-seven years, and the letter from the tide on the Lihe River, today I know that I am me."

He whispered to himself, the vicissitudes of life seemed to blow to the surroundings of Yingtian Academy with the breeze.

Everyone was startled.

Han Chuang studied hard, just for a fame.

Compared with aristocratic families, poor families have countless hardships.

They seemed to see a young man reading by the firelight, a middle-aged man reciting a book facing the snow in the night, and an old man sitting in a dark thatched cottage and realizing himself.

There are all kinds of turbulence in the world, and there is always a reason.

Hit all kinds of experience, all are good luck.

The old man from a poor family devoted himself to studying hard for sixty-seven years. He received a letter from the tide on the Lihe River, and only today did he know who I am.

They actually had some empathy.

Li Mi stood quietly in the sky in the beam of light, feeling the intimacy from Yingtian Academy.

He suddenly understood that the sudden enlightenment today, breaking through seven realms in a row, and achieving the position of quasi-sage was not all because of his sixty-seven years of hard work, but also because of this academy.

It inherits the heaven and the earth, and has its own good fortune.

"Thank you, Li Mi got a glimpse of Confucianism today."

He bowed to Taoist Qing Hui who was in mid-air.

Then, he suddenly waved his hand outward, and the bright holy light rushed away like a long river, as if blessing the academy with inexplicable protection, and finally turned back.

"Li Mi, the Confucianism that revives the poor way, does not cultivate grandeur and righteousness, but cultivates Qi Haixueshan."

Zhang Ming reminded from above, "Swallow this mighty river and make your natal Dharma avatar!"

With a thought in his mind, Li Mi opened his mouth to face the rushing aura of grandeur, and suddenly swallowed it into his stomach.

In the sea of ​​air, there was a continuous sound of avalanches.

Not long after, continuous mountain snow appeared behind him, and an old man walked alone in the snow.

"Cultivation from a poor family is like ventilating the sea, like climbing a snow-capped mountain, so that's how it is! Li Mi... today's Taoism!"

As he said that, the aura on his body fell back little by little, the dharma disappeared, and he turned into an ordinary old man in the blink of an eye.

However, no one dared to underestimate him.

The students, professors, supervisors and aristocratic families outside looked up one by one, this is a quasi-sage!

The fall of a generation of Confucian quasi-sages is the death of the world's literati, but they also witnessed a new quasi-Christmas student! Is this a blessing for the literati in the world, or a catastrophe?

They hesitate at this moment.

"Zeng Xiaoniu listened to the order. Yingtian Academy has a collection of thousands of volumes. It is a precious treasure to gain insight into the world and read through the world. Today, you are appointed as the deputy prefect. , would you like to?"

Zhang Ming appointed Dao again in mid-air.

Zeng Xiaoniu was taken aback, he? A down-and-out scholar from Ting Ziyuan should be the vice president of Yingtian Academy?

It's not self-deprecation, but sincerity and sincerity. Taoist Qing Hui is kind to you, comparable to your parents.

"Zeng Xiaoniu...takes orders!"

He hurriedly kowtowed respectfully.

Zhang Ming waved his hand down, and flew out a wooden sign, which landed in Zeng Xiaoniu's hand. The latter opened it and saw that it read: "Yingtian Academy, Deputy Zhiyuan."

"Wang Shougui listens!"

The voice of Daoist Qinghui resounded in the sky.

Wang Shougui trembled all over his body: "This...does the Taoist priest Qinghui also want to participate in the management of Yingtian Academy?"

"Wang Shougui, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, the poor will give you a chance. From today, you will be the head supervisor of Yingtian Academy!"

Daoist Qing Hui's words fell down every sentence.

The first seat of the Supervisory Academy, as the name suggests, is responsible for supervising teachers and students, checking conduct, and rectifying the style of the academy.

This is great power!

However, Daoist Qing Hui directly appointed him without any hesitation. This is a great gift!

"Wang Shougui... obey the order of the Taoist priest!"

He knelt down beside Zeng Xiaoniu and kowtowed respectfully.

"There's one last thing!"

Zhang Ming glanced around and shouted softly: "Since Zhaoming Academy is no longer here, all student records will be invalidated! After three days, Yingtian Academy will recruit for external examinations!"

"There are six subjects in Ritual, Music, Archery, Royal, Shu, and Mathematics. Please ask Dean Li Mi to check them out. Yingtian Academy does not distinguish between families or poor families, rich or poor, high or low, it only talks about knowledge!"

"If you want to re-enter the academy, come to Yingtian Academy for reference after three days!"

"Also, Zeng Xiaoniu, go and tell the towns and towns under the jurisdiction of Dongling County that the academy recruits exams for three consecutive months, on the third day of each month, but anyone who wants to study is welcome to take the exam!"

Zhang Ming finished ordering the important affairs of the academy in one breath.

The teachers, students and aristocratic families who were watching from the outside all changed their colors, and they were actually kicked out of the academy!

"No, the establishment of this academy is a major event. Without the approval of the Sheriff's Mansion, what he Qinghui Daoist said doesn't count at all! I... Cheng refuses to accept it, so I will go to the Sheriff's Mansion to sue!"

"How can the appointment of the dean of the academy, the Zhiyuan, and the Supervisory Academy be so trifling? Without the permission of the court, it is running a school in violation of regulations, preaching wantonly, and should be sealed up and warned according to the law!"

"I... If I apply for the academy, it will be a humiliation to compete with those poor students for a place!"

"..."

The children of the aristocratic families discussed and clamored.

And the faces of the few poor students were flushed with excitement. This is the academy I dream of, and the way of sages I yearn for!

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Besides, there is also a quasi-sage sitting in the academy!

"If we can worship under Li Sheng's sect, we will surely be able to understand the holy principles and understand the holy meaning, and maybe we can step into Confucianism and Taoism as soon as possible, and practice the wonderful method of Qihaixueshan!"

"Brother Ning, I'm going back to study and study hard, and I'm sure to come out on top in three days!"

"Wait! I'm going too!"

Their faces were full of anticipation.

Zhang Ming smiled slightly, looked at the rest of the people, and hummed: "It is the business of the poor to establish Yingtian Academy, if there is any dissatisfaction with the county guard's mansion or the Jin Dynasty, just find it! I Qing Hui... I am not afraid of the people of the world!"

He looked around coldly, and everyone was silent.

They almost forgot the prestige of the Lingshu Guan Qinghui, even dare to kill three sects, are they afraid of the county guard's mansion?

"Go, I don't believe..."

"Go to the county guard's mansion and wait for the movement of the court!"

The children of the aristocratic family lowered their voices and said, then turned around in despair and walked away.

There are also some with complex expressions, they are not disciples of the Eight Great Worlds, but some middle and lower aristocratic families, and they can't help but think about it three days later.

Otherwise, if you lose your student status, you will not be able to take the government examination. If you can't take the government test, you will cut off your future future.

They are not like the members of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families, who can go to Nanshan County to study under other academies.

In any case, everyone knows that from this moment on, Confucianism in the Jin Dynasty has changed.

Sacrificing Zhaoming Academy, at the cost of the dean Wang Hongshan and the quasi-sage Meng Xueyuan, not only failed to restrain Lingshu from viewing the Qing emblem, but was broken by him to re-establish Confucianism and Taoism.

If the person behind the scene in Los Angeles, the capital, knew about it, he would turn pale with anger and vomit three liters of blood.

After Zhang Ming finished all this, he just put his hands behind his back slightly and landed in the courtyard where Guo Xiang and others were standing.

"Daoist Qing Hui!"

Li Mi followed him and fell behind, saluting respectfully with Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui.

"You don't need to be too polite. I will leave Yingtian Academy to you in the future. Please don't forget your original intention."

Zhang Mingyu instructed earnestly.

The three of them can be said to be from poor families. Wang Shougui's family background is slightly better, but it is not considered a family background.

The three of them nodded heavily, and said: "Please don't worry, Taoist priest, we will do our best to spread the name of Yingtian Academy all over the world, and let the disciples educate one side!"

Zhang Ming nodded, and said with a smile: "Besides, this Yingtian Academy is still a sacred place of the Dao of Heaven. I don't know how many of you have sensed the instructions of the Dao of Heaven?"

The three of them were taken aback.

Guo Xiang smiled slightly and said, "Daoist Qinghui, Xiang'er has already sensed it. I knew that the academy you summoned must be extraordinary, but I haven't tried it yet."

Li Mi, Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui looked at each other.

At this time, they realized that a vast will descended and manifested information in their minds.

"Heavenly Dao Holy Land? Recite poems and sign in?"

Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui muttered.

However, only Li Mi frowned slightly, he didn't feel the will of heaven they said.

Yin Xue smiled knowingly: "Li Sheng, only those who are destined to perceive the mystery of this heavenly holy land. You and I must be undestined, so we can't perceive it."

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "What Yin Xue said is true."

"I see."

Li Mi did not feel any loss, but said with a slight smile, "This old man is lucky enough to step into the quasi-sage realm of Confucianism today. It is already a great blessing. How dare I ask for it again."

As the sages say, contentment is always happy.

He sees more clearly than anyone else.

But Zhang Ming was not satisfied, he immediately set his eyes on Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui.

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Chapter 186 Expelled from school and re-established academy