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Pu Liuxuan nodded slowly, "That's right. But do you know why all the students in the world, once they are over eighteen years old, cannot be admitted to the entrance hall forever."

"The disciple doesn't know."

Li Ang shook his head honestly, waiting for the teacher to announce the answer.

The serious expression on Pu Liuxuan's face faded slowly, and he said softly: "Because, what the academy teaches students is not only Confucianism classics, poetry and songs, but also the principles of heaven and earth such as how to build roads and improve agriculture.

The Academy will also teach, said.

True Tao.

The way of practice. "

Li Ang's heart stopped suddenly, as if he was standing on a cliff path full of unknown possibilities and dangers, "The way of practice?"

"That's right."

Pu Liuxuan nodded and said: "Flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, riding clouds and fog, crossing rivers and crossing seas, even like in the novels, offering copper balls and flying swords, and taking the heads of enemies hundreds of miles away within a hundred breaths."

Li Ang asked subconsciously: "Isn't it Qianli?"

"Cough cough."

Pu Liuxuan choked for a moment, pulled his face down, and said seriously: "How can it be so fast, we must respect the rules of heaven and earth."

This. The flying sword has pierced through the air. Teacher, you still tell me about science? Do you want to use aerodynamics to improve the shape of the flying sword and increase the speed of the flying sword?

Li Ang continued to admit his mistakes honestly, and asked Pu Liuxuan to continue.

"In short,"

Being interrupted by Li Ang, Pu Liuxuan couldn't pretend to be serious, waved his hands and said casually: "The rule that those over eighteen years old cannot be admitted to the entrance palace is to cut off the wishful thinking of mediocrity, so as not to waste the manpower of recruiting exams every year. physical resources.

On the other hand, it is because human beings are the primates of all things, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, and most people have a little talent for cultivation—that is, spiritual veins.

In the body of ordinary people, there are five invisible and intangible spiritual veins. These spiritual veins can communicate with the world and nourish the soul. Once over eighteen years old, all spiritual veins will be automatically closed.

And practitioners, before the spiritual veins are closed, use various methods to irrigate, cultivate, and strengthen the spiritual veins.

Let the spiritual veins grow like saplings, continuously absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth, open up the sea of ​​energy, and form a cycle, so as to master the unimaginable power of ordinary people. "

Pu Liuxuan said indifferently: "Although people have at least five spiritual veins, five spiritual veins are only the most basic condition. Even if you have the best qi-inducing technique and the best cave, you can't cultivate anything in a hundred years. Come on.

Practitioners who can formally step into the threshold of practice must have more than ten, as few as eight or nine, and at least seven complete spiritual veins—this is already a fairly broad standard, according to what I have seen before Information, among the school-age children in Yu country every year, more than 50% have seven spiritual veins. "

"Lingmai."

Li Ang pondered for a while, and immediately realized that something was wrong. He also often read the newspapers and books of Weizhou State School, but he had never come into contact with such information.

More than 50% of Yu country's school-age children meet the minimum practice standards. This kind of information can be called a military secret. How did Pu Liuxuan

"Curious how I know this?"

Pu Liuxuan picked up the cold tea on the stone table, took a sip, and said calmly: "I came to Weizhou City alone fifteen years ago, became a teacher, and became a good friend with your father.

Before that, I was actually a professor at the academy. "

"ah?"

Li Ang opened his mouth in disbelief. You must know that the Academy is the highest institution in Yu State, and its status is still higher than that of the Imperial College.

Every student there will either enter the Sixth Department after graduation and take up important positions. Either enter the military headquarters and open up the territory for Yu State. Or, hide your whereabouts and engage in some secret missions that ordinary people can't know about—such as taking a boat to explore the endless sea in the east, and bringing back novelty products from various islands.

The Academy itself is the tallest and largest mountain in the Yu Kingdom. As long as you enter it, you will not only have a smooth future official career, but also have a strong and powerful interpersonal network, which is comparable to a fish leaping over a dragon's gate.

And the professors of the academy who once taught those pillars of the empire have a lofty status, needless to say.

"do not think too much."

Seeing Li Ang's astonished expression, Pu Liuxuan sighed half funny, half sadly, put down his teacup lightly, and said calmly: "Thirteen years ago, I voluntarily resigned as a professor in the academy and sealed off my cultivation. From Chang'an back to his hometown of Weizhou.

Last month, Xuegong wrote to reinstate my professorship.

And every faculty member of the school has a recommendation quota every year, and can recommend a student, who will be exempted from the provincial examination in the state capital and go directly to Chang'an for the initial examination of the school. "

Pu Liuxuan looked sadly at the fallen leaves on the stone table, and gently twirled the teacup. He didn't explain why he resigned as a professor in the academy and sealed his cultivation, obviously he didn't want to say more.

"I have known your father for many years, and I watched you grow up. Although you don't have much talent in poetry and poetry, you are better at thinking flexibly. Maybe you can pass the school exam."

Pu Liuxuan raised his hand, interrupted Li Ang's surprise thanks in advance, and said, "Professor Xuegong's recommendation is just a ticket to enter.

Whether you can succeed or not depends on your own ability and luck.

Wait here. "

Pu Liuxuan stood up, walked back into the house, and came out after a while with a scroll full of dust.

Li Ang took the arm-high scroll book and fanned the dust off it with a wave of his hand, "This is."

""Shangqing Inspiration Chapter", the basic textbook of the school, it is used for students to sense their own spiritual veins."

Pu Liuxuan said casually: "Actually, when you arrive in Chang'an, someone will give you these things, and now you can get them a few months earlier than other children from poor families who have no background.

Those princes and nobles, as well as descendants of aristocratic families, have played with this thing since they were young.

Just read it first and see if you can read the tricks. "

'Read the pattern.'

Li Ang choked speechlessly, opened the scroll and glanced at it, it was full of mysterious and obscure words.

What "starts from the essence of yin and turns to Mingyang."

I can't understand it at all.

"Introduction to practice depends on fate and comprehension. Don't be obsessed with words, but feel and comprehend. If you don't even understand this, how can you compare it with those noble disciples who have laid the foundation for more than ten years?"

Putting on the airs of a teacher, Pu Liuxuan babbled again.

The entry threshold for the academy is not only the talent for cultivation, but also the regular content such as scriptures, policy questions, riding and archery, etc. If you want to enter the academy, you have to work harder.

"Okay, let's go."

Pu Liuxuan, who finally finished explaining, waved his hand, "By the way, you can come back in seven days.

Every year before the school recruits students, teachers and teaching assistants will be sent to various state capitals to use the compass to find those school-age children with outstanding spiritual talents—after all, those geniuses cannot be buried just because they are illiterate and cannot afford to go to state schools.

Then let him use a compass to help you measure the number of spiritual veins. "

Li Ang, who was still immersed in the huge amount of information, kept nodding and saying yes, until he walked out of the courtyard and came to the bustling street, he realized that he subconsciously hugged the dusty "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" tightly in his arms , silently quickened his pace, and walked towards home.

Walking fast all the way, while thinking, what kind of organ is the spiritual vein?

Can it be transplanted?