I stole divine power in Daxia

Chapter 525 Study Tour
Shantong Prefecture, Xiaoshi Town.

It was already dawn. I don't know if it was because winter was gone and spring was coming, but the sun rose in the east much earlier than usual today.

In just half a year, Xiaoshi Town has completely changed.

Inside the Baizhishan mine, the shadow of a bright moon gradually rises, accompanied by new, transformed inkstone lamps that illuminate the deep mine. The morning copper bell for work rings, and the sound is transmitted from the mining area to the Zhougong Tower built next to it.

Inside the huge, honeycomb-shaped reinforced concrete building, the sky was not yet completely bright, and inkstone lamps that even the masters of Tianjin might not be able to afford were lit up. Chaotic voices were heard, and in an instant, it seemed as if the entire building had come alive and was full of vitality.

The men and boys came out of the building one after another and formed two streams, one heading towards the mining area and the other heading towards the newly built Workers' College.

Of course, in the meantime, the men who are usually not good at speaking could not help but preach.

The conversation between a father and his son was quite interesting.

"Study hard, and don't stay in the mining area like I did. Once you enter the gates of hell, you don't know whether you will live or die..."

He paused halfway through his words.

In the past, miners described starting work as entering the gates of hell, with no certainty of life or death.

But as the reforms after the Moshi case were implemented one by one.

Not only are there the Mingyue System and Mingyue Talismans that can regularly cleanse the mind, but there are also already converted, safe ink stones to use, allowing more mechanical techniques to be put into excavation, which not only improves efficiency but also greatly reduces the incidence of ink stone disease.

The workers are no longer treated like weeds as before and no one cares about them. Although Zhougong Building is a crowded beehive in the eyes of dignitaries, for ordinary miners, such a high-rise building that can shelter them from wind and rain is a residence they dare not even dream of.

Nowadays, these are the basic treatments for miners. The outstanding miners who have made great contributions to the mines have been able to be allocated shares of the mines. Although the amount is not much, it is definitely a qualitative leap. Not to mention the completion of the new Workers' College. After the steam reform of Mohism and Gongshu, more disciples and students were sent to the Workers' College. There is also the qualification for admission to the Tianjing Huweiwu Academy, making the colleges in the mining area a real hot spot. Even the children of the big families in Shantong Mansion are now trying to find ways to get their branches to study in the Workers' College.

Of course, there are only signs now and it has not become rampant. The main reason is that Mo Tianheng, a teacher at the Workers' College, dared to confront the He family, a noble family in Shantong Prefecture, without any foundation back then. Now, as the principal of the Workers' College, he is even more upright and has investigated and severely cracked down on three such incidents. He has made them public and reported them to the prefectural governor. It is said that he even said that if the prefectural governor does not care, he will go to Tianjing again.

As reforms were implemented one after another, the people in the Baizhishan mining area naturally had different ideas about the land that gave birth to them.

The son laughed and said, "Dad, what you said is not right. Nowadays, those refugees from outside say that entering the mine is like entering a golden nest. Once they get a miner's license, it means they have a golden rice bowl. Three generations of the family will not have to worry about anything."

"What do you know!"

The father couldn't convince his son, so he used his father's secret weapon and slapped his son on the head. "Study hard, that's the way out. Be an outstanding graduate and be recruited to the Tiger Mighty Hall in Tianjing, that will bring honor to your family. Didn't you see it a few months ago? The personal guards of Marquis Zhou were so mighty. The clan leaders of the big families were like kittens in front of them. It's a pity that I only taught you for two or three months..."

But the son said, "I don't want to go to Tianjing, I want to stay here."

Hearing that his son would also be mining in the future, the miner immediately became angry, raised his hands, and cursed, "You are a rebel!"

He brought his palm down, but his son dodged it nimbly.

The boy knew his father was angry, so he ran to the school, shouting in the distance, "I want to learn mechanical engineering and become a steam engineer in the future, so that I can continue to build Baizhi Mountain! Otherwise, if everyone runs away, who will build Baizhi Mountain!"

The father was stunned when he heard his son's words, and his hand dropped without chasing him.

His eyes fell on the white wall in front of Zhougong Building, on which was a huge slogan written in red.

"I am not afraid of suffering for three generations, but I am afraid of not having determination in my heart"

"Everyone builds Baizhi Mountain, and our descendants will enjoy the benefits for generations to come"

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For many years, their fathers have always taught them that the only way out is to run away from the mountains, but today his son told him that he must stay in the mountains in the future.

Yang Shitou refuted his father and trotted all the way to school. The bell for morning classes had not rung yet, but teachers from all classes gathered early today and took the students to the playground.

Yang Shitou met up with his classmates and asked quietly, "Are we going to have a training today?"

Although the Workers' College is not entirely a martial arts college, it adheres to the teachings of Zhou Mansion's personal guards, so it also has programs such as marching to train endurance and willpower.

When everyone on the playground gradually gathered, they saw Mo Tianheng coming in with Li Jianhu. Mo Tianheng's injuries were now completely healed, and he had entered the sixth level of swordsmanship. The three swords of spirit, energy and soul were perfect and could be transformed into one. He was already thirty years old, but now he looked more and more heroic, just like the new Baizhi Mountain, with all his illnesses gone and full of vitality.

"The top students in each class's monthly exam will go on a study tour with Instructor Li."

Mo Tianheng announced in public, his expression showing both joy and worry.

He also suddenly learned the news last night.

Zhou Tieyi preached in Taiyi Temple, opening the door wide open so that people from all over the world could go and listen to his teachings. Moreover, this sermon was extraordinary. According to his disciple Li Jianhu, in the second half of the night, the Tongtian Dharma Image appeared above Taiyi Temple. His preaching was like thunder, and the sound shook three thousand miles away. It was the true supreme holy way, and all the ghosts and immortals in the world had already rushed there.

As a Confucian seed, Li Jianhu could hear news from the Taixu Illusionary Realm, but the Confucians did not know about it and sent someone to deliver the message so that Li Jianhu could rush over when he had the chance.

Even if one does not cultivate the way of ghost immortals, but being able to give sermons that exude the aura of the holy way is certainly extraordinary, and even the speaker may not be able to do the same thing again.

Li Jianhu was unwilling to keep the opportunity to himself. He thought that Baizhi Mountain was originally the focus of Zhou Tieyi's reform. If he took the workers and outstanding students of Baizhi Mountain with him, Zhou Tieyi would not drive them out. So he used his connections and began to mobilize steam airships for transportation.

But just now, it seemed that the news had changed again. After hearing that Zhou Tieyi's sermons covered the way of gods, even the Taoist Xuandu Mountain couldn't stand it. Dozens of Taoist third-grade masters from all over the world gathered at Menshen Mountain, wanting to stop this sermon.

Li Jianhu was now 5,400 miles away from Donghuazhou, so he couldn't know the details. However, it was normal for Zhou Tieyi to risk the world's disapproval, which made this sermon even more significant.

So after much deliberation, Li Jianhu and Mo Tianheng finally decided to ask the outstanding students of the Workers' School to see if they were willing.

Although Li Jianhu is still a teenager, he seems much more mature than his current age after going through so much. "This time we are going to study abroad. Time is tight and the incident happened suddenly, so we will choose the best ones to go. However, there are certain risks and it may endanger your life. You can choose to go or stay."

In this era, even a boy of twelve or thirteen is already a little adult and has full control over his own life.

As expected, no one objected to his words. Li Jianhu did not continue to talk nonsense and nodded to Mo Tianheng, "Then teacher, I will take them away."

Mo Tianheng practiced martial arts, so he naturally knew that such an opportunity would not be without some risks. But if he gave up, he would regret it for the rest of his life, so he said seriously, "Be careful, you are not going alone this time, you are bringing so many students with you."

Li Jianhu smiled and said, "Don't worry, teacher, I have thought of a way."

After that, Li Jianhu brought more than fifty of the best students from the Workers' School to the steam airship landing field in Xiaoshi Town.

As a pioneer of reform, Xiaoshi Town has already started regular steam airship flights. It also leveled the land and built a simple take-off and landing platform at the place where Zhou Tieyi landed for the first time.

Because Li Jianhu had mobilized all the resources at his disposal in the second half of the night, a new type of steam airship had already docked here. Each steam airship was used for civilian purposes in accordance with Zhou Tieyi's requirements, so although it was small, the seats were compact and one airship could carry more than 60 people.

After boarding the steam airship, the rumbling steam engine started up, and the airship gradually stabilized after flying thousands of feet in the sky. Li Jianhu then said, "Okay, you can leave your seat and look at the scenery outside the window."

All those present were the best students. They had been suppressing their curiosity until now. When they heard Li Jianhu say that they could leave their seats, they looked out the window and exclaimed in amazement.

Li Jianhu couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, thinking of the first time he rode Feipeng half a year ago. He didn't expect that in just half a year, he seemed to have grown up overnight, from the person who rode Feipeng to the person who could take others on an airship.

"Coach Li, where are we going to study this time?"

a student asked curiously.

This study tour had no beginning or end, and no news was leaked beforehand. Moreover, from what Li had just said, it was still somewhat dangerous. Everyone present was smart and didn't want to give up, but they also wanted to know more detailed information.

After boarding the airship, Li Jianhu did not hide anything and said, "Zhou Hou was giving a lecture at Taiyi Temple, which brought out the aura of a saint, so I thought of taking you there to listen. If you really gain some insights, it will be your chance."

"Teaching, what is the saint's aura?"

Yang Shitou asked hurriedly, his eyes sparkling. Although he had just told his father this morning that he did not want to go to Tianjing, being able to listen to Zhou Hou's sermons in person was something he had never dreamed of.

Seeing Yang Shitou's look, Li Jianhu couldn't help but think of himself back then. He also admired Zhou Tieyi, but he didn't expect so many things to happen afterwards. Zhou Tieyi was not the same as he imagined...

Li Jianhu couldn't help but look at the rolling sea of ​​clouds outside the window, and then he said with certainty in his heart, "He is better than I imagined. He is a true living saint."

As he became more and more deeply involved in the reform of Shantong Prefecture and his horizons gradually broadened to the world, Li Jianhu was sure of his idea, so he had no doubt about the saintly demeanor this time.

After thinking for a while, Li Jianhu turned around and said with a smile, "You will know when you go and see it."

"Since it is Zhou Hou who is preaching, how can there be any danger?"

One of the students, a girl, asked, because the Workers' College allocated meat to each household and provided a large number of opportunities to learn mechanical skills, many families with only girls could only send their daughters to study in order to avoid wasting the quota.

Li Jianhu could not answer this question for a while, because it was said that the Taoists headed by Xuandu Mountain were the ones blocking the way this time, and the things involved were very complicated. Even in Shantong Prefecture, everyone knew that Xuandu Mountain was the ancestral home of Taoism and the foundation of the human race, and it was the right thing to do.

Now that two correct things have collided with each other, Li Jianhu naturally cannot explain it.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "You will know when you go and see it."

Li Jianhu did not explain, so the students could only ask some other things out of curiosity, such as how Li Jianhu took the risk and traveled 6,000 miles to the capital to seek justice for his father. This was already a famous story in Shantong Prefecture, and Li Jianhu was of course willing to answer it.

Half an hour passed between the question and answer. The Gongshujia mechanic in the cockpit came out and said to Li Jianhu, "We have arrived at the Steam City. We will enter the flying formation soon. It will be a bit bumpy."

Li Jianhu nodded. He certainly would not rashly rush to Taiyi Temple with a group of students. Although he is no longer the same as before, he is still not good enough in front of the third rank, not to mention that this time it involves the dispute over the holy way.

So before setting off, he contacted Mohist School and Gongshujia to see if they could go together.

Mo Jia and Gong Shu Jia also wanted to organize their disciples to go and listen to the lecture. Shantong Mansion was close to Steam City, so they would have a safe journey. Naturally, they were willing to wait for half an hour, and now they just happened to catch up.

Li Jianhu asked the students to sit down. Amidst the shaking, the students near the window could not help but exclaimed. The huge steam airship they were riding on, which was like a flying bird, slowly rose up and reached above the sea of ​​clouds. However, above the sea of ​​clouds, they discovered that there were actually more than thirty huge steam airships hidden here. They were arranged in an array. The terrifying invisible force emanated from the front airship, penetrating every airship, forming a huge white "flock of birds" in the sky, crossing the mountains and rivers at an extremely fast speed, and heading towards the territory of Taiyi Temple.

Another seven hours passed. Many students had gotten over their initial excitement, had a simple meal, and were dozing off in their seats. Suddenly, loud thunders were heard, coming from far away and getting closer. Rays of light seemed exceptionally bright in the night, making the already dim night seem as if it were daytime again.

The students leaned against the window and looked outside. They saw a huge Taoist priest standing in a black and white portal above the sea of ​​clouds, who knew how many miles away, telling mysterious truths with a voice like thunder. Below him, a layer of wind and thunder formed the sky, like a throne.

In the glow of the sunset, a compassionate Zen voice suddenly rang out, "Those who have the right path will have many supporters, while those who have lost the right path will have few supporters. How could Lord Zhou not know this truth? Today, the Buddhist path is blocked by the world, which proves that this path is wrong. Lord Zhou should give up this evil path."

Then, a bright pearl shone through the wind and thunder, reflecting the mountains and rivers below. The green trees in the mountains were as green as jade, and the peach blossoms on the riverside were as bright as flames. Countless Taoists brought their ancestral qi to the sky, forming brilliant rays of light, trying to rush into the galaxy, disrupt the bright stars, and interrupt the Taoist from preaching the wonderful Dharma.

The students looked at each other, then turned to look at Teacher Li. They finally understood why the teacher said that they would know it when they got there, because the scene before them was truly the aura of a saint, which could not be described in words. This study tour was truly worth the trip.

(End of this chapter)