Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 354: Have you ever risked your life for something in your life?
"Fifty questions! Sigh, I tried my best and still haven't answered more than ten."

"Out of ten questions, I've only answered the eighth one. The discussion of 'Mirror Flower, Water Moon' has me stumped."

Wei Ronghai and Xu Zhixing both shook their heads.

"I actually answered thirteen questions." The speaker was Zheng Xiuyuan who was sitting nearby. He was one of the students who was saved by Zhang Yuan when his bicycle nearly flipped off the cliff.

Guo Chang sat back in his seat silently, glanced at Zhang Yuan briefly, and lowered his head again.

In the distance, Wang Zhixue and others looked at the bonfire.

"The students and teachers of Yunchen Academy cannot die in vain. We must send Guo Chang to Yunhe County." The Confucian scholar who spoke was named Sun Zesheng. His Confucian and Taoist cultivation was the strongest among those present, and he had already reached the middle stage of the innate realm.

Although it is much easier to improve your cultivation level in Qingtianzhou than in Yongtianzhou, there are still few truly strong people.

He is in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm and is considered a master.

After hearing Sun Zesheng's words, Wang Zhixue and others looked at each other with serious expressions.

It was not easy to send Guo Chang safely to Yunhe County Government. The ambushes and obstructions encountered along the way were unimaginable.

"We will protect him with all our strength and go to Yunhe County—" the scholar paused.

Although the six people present all possessed Confucian and Taoist magical powers and their cultivation was not inferior to that of the innate, they did not dare to say that they could face the enemy head-on.

Once they choose to protect Guo Chang to Yunhe County with all their strength, they will have to face the pursuit and blockade of the demons and immortals, and it will be a fight to the death.

On the contrary, they escorted a large group of students to Yunhe County and divided them into more than a dozen teams. Even if the demons and immortals and demons tried to intercept them, it would be impossible to stop all the teams.

"We must protect Guo Chang..." Li Wenyan whispered, his eyes fixed on Zhang Yuan who was sitting in front of the fire.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan happened to look up and their eyes met.

Li Wenyan nodded and motioned Zhang Yuan to come over.

"Zhang Yuan, I've read your answer sheet. You seem quite clever, but your skills are not well-developed. You still need to hone your skills."

Looking at Zhang Yuan, Li Wenyan lowered his voice and said, "Those students who can truly answer fifty questions are the future elites of our Confucianism. We must do our utmost to protect such people. Do you understand?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

Taking a deep breath, Li Wenyan spoke again: "Zhang Yuan, I would like you to pretend to be the person who answered more than fifty questions. If..."

He paused, unable to speak for a moment.

If someone pretends to have answered more than fifty questions and is ambushed, the first person they will kill will be this future elite of Confucianism and Taoism.

This is a suicide mission.

The other teachers looked at each other, and no one said anything.

No one could say such words that would send others to their deaths.

"I understand. I've answered over fifty questions, so I'm considered a formal disciple of the academy. I need to take care of my fellow students on the road."

Zhang Yuan's voice rang out, loud and clear, and could be heard clearly throughout the entire camp.

These words made the expressions of several instructors freeze.

The students sitting around also looked up.

Beside the bonfire, Yang Baitao looked up and murmured to himself.

Guo Chang clenched his fists slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Zhixue sighed lightly, took out a bronze carving knife and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

"Zhang Yuan, this Confucian carving knife has some protective power. If you use it well, it can greatly improve your combat power."

Confucian treasure.

Even though the mighty power of this carving knife is not strong and its combat effectiveness is limited, it is still a Confucian treasure.

Such treasures are worth at least several hundred gold.

Zhang Yuan took the carving knife, grasped it in his hand, and then looked up and said, "Master Wang, since you gave me this treasure, you should at least teach me a few more techniques of seal carving and how to operate this treasure, right?"

This made Wang Zhixue laugh out loud, and he raised his hand to lead Zhang Yuan to the foot of the mountain.

"Is this the benefit of being a formal student of the academy?"

"Tsk tsk, if it were someone else, it would be fine, but I'm not jealous at all that Zhang Yuan receives this treatment."

Beside the campfire, a group of students whispered.

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Wang Zhixue did not keep it to himself.

He explained to Zhang Yuan in detail how to use the carving knife and the seal carving techniques.

The more he talked, the more he realized that Zhang Yuan's ability to understand surprised him greatly.

Draw inferences from one instance to another.

There are many more wonderful ideas.

If Wang Zhixue had not seen Zhang Yuan's test paper with his own eyes, he would have believed that he was the Confucian and Taoist elite.

"Thank you, instructor." After all the explanations and drills were finished, Zhang Yuan clasped his fists and returned to the campfire.

At this time, most of the students had fallen asleep.

For most people, the changes that took place on this day were an unimaginable ordeal.

Zhang Yuan sat upright in front of the fire, and a strand of his spiritual power fell into the painting of spring mountains in the bookcase.

In the picture of spring mountains.

Zhang Yuan held the carving knife and quickly engraved the bluestone in front of him.

Use your fingers, wrists, elbows, shoulders and even your whole body to exert force, and the carving knife is like a long knife in your hand.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan felt that Confucianism and martial arts were actually connected.

The blade moved between the fingers and palms, and the blade trembled. Every traction of power revealed the ultimate spiritual power of the soul.

In a moment, the word "Ru" appeared on the bluestone.

The style of this calligraphy is ancient and unsophisticated, with the simple and honest feeling unique to seal carving.

This is the method of Confucian and Taoist seal carving.

If this word is carved in the air in Qingtianzhou and infused with great power, then each word will be of great weight.

Looking at the words in front of him, Zhang Yuan shook his head slightly.

Just one word can carry a thousand pounds.

Professor Wang Zhixue taught Zhang Yuan only the most basic seal carving knife techniques, and his use of the knife was limited to the stimulation and operation of the knife's own power.

In Zhang Yuan's opinion, this level is a waste of a Confucian and Taoist treasure.

Looking at the illusory carving knife in his hand, Zhang Yuan stood up and walked to the desk in the courtyard.

At this time, there was a line of words behind the two words "Spring Hunting" on the desk.

"I want to organize a large army, but the direction is unclear."

This is the answer left by Concubine Qi to the eldest prince.

For the eldest prince, the value of this line of words alone cannot be measured by money.

Your Majesty wants to use the power of spring hunting to find talented people and reorganize the army. The eldest prince can make arrangements in advance and place some of his confidants among them.

It's not about scheming, but about guarding against being schemed against.

Zhang Yuan looked at the words left by Concubine Qi, his eyes flashing.

Whereabouts unknown?

On Yongtianzhou, the Qin army was invincible with one against six. Where would this newly reorganized army go?

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Yuan wrote down what he saw and heard in Qingtianzhou, and then wrote down his own opinions.

"The four great academies of Confucianism and Taoism in Qingtian Continent appear to be able to contend with immortals, demons, monsters, and Buddhas, but in reality, their foundations are vastly different."

"Master Chen of the White Deer Academy has not been seen for a hundred years. Many people speculate that he has passed away. Various parties have been testing him, and the White Deer Academy is struggling to hold on."

"Kong Lingjun of Xuanji Academy was plotted against by the demon tribe and has been seriously injured and has never recovered. Xuanji Academy has become increasingly quiet over the years."

"Qingtianzhou, Confucianism is in trouble and needs the support of Daqin."

Qingtianzhou needs support, does Daqin know?

of course I know.

Did the Qin Dynasty take any action?

Have.

This spring hunt is most likely to support the Confucianism and Taoism of Qingtianzhou.

Those who can read this travelogue are all top smart people, and many things do not need to be explained.

Zhang Yuan finished writing the travel notes and then wrote another line of words.

"I'm looking for a method of practicing Confucian and Taoist seal carving."

His travel notes are of extremely high value and cannot be read in vain.

After you finish watching, you have to come up with something in exchange.

In the small courtyard, Zhang Yuan's figure slowly disappeared.

By the campfire, seeing Zhang Yuan open his eyes, Yang Baitao quietly approached and lowered her voice.

"Brother Zhang, they asked you to replace the elite students, attract the evil spirits to surround and kill them, and cover for Guo Chang, right?"

Yang Baitao's eyes were filled with a hint of repression. He took a deep breath and whispered, "Brother, your life is your own. Don't be stupid. If you really encounter an ambush, retreat."

"Listen to my elder brother's advice, they are just--"

Before Yang Baitao finished speaking, Zhang Yuan turned around and said calmly, "Have you ever risked your life for anything in your life?"

(I work part-time, working during the day and typing at night. I've been coughing for five days straight recently, and I'm trembling all over as I type at midnight. As I write this: "Have you ever risked your life for anything in your life?" At that moment, tears stream down my face. In this world, who isn't desperately trying to live?)
(End of this chapter)