Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Madam Sang took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and said, "He is visiting Tai College with his son and should be back soon."

"Tai Academy?"

Chu Yuandao had a strange look on his face. Based on his understanding of the people in Tai Academy, he knew that when An Le came to visit, the atmosphere would definitely not be very harmonious.

"Could something have gone wrong?"

Madam Sang chuckled and said, "It's just a few young people visiting. What can go wrong? The First King can just wait here peacefully..."

"Madam! It's not good!"

At this moment, a servant rushed in from outside the hall and said, "The Imperial Academy...collapsed!"

Madam Sang's smile froze on her face, and King Chu's expression changed instantly.

They quickly flew out of the palace and turned to look.

The Taixue Mountain that previously stood in Xuantian City has now turned into a dilapidated ruin.

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In the ruins of the mountain, the smoke and dust have not yet dissipated.

Anle and Tianrenshan returned to their normal size and lay on the ground covered in dust and looking extremely miserable. There was no trace of the aura they had just had.

Anle's breath was weak, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. He smiled and asked, "Haha! Fellow Tiandao, how about those moves I just made?"

His tone was filled with pride. Why shouldn't he be proud of himself for being able to fight with the first cultivator in the world to such an extent?

"Cough cough!"

Tianrenshan was choked by the smoke and dust twice, and his arms and chest were burning with pain, but he still said stubbornly: "You kid... not bad!"

"It has the style of my youth!"

Anle laughed and said, "How shameless of you, fellow Taoist!"

"Humph, what's the use of face?"

Upon hearing this, Tianrenshan was not ashamed at all, but proudly said: "Can face be eaten? Can it build a solid house? Can it drive away the evil spirits of darkness?"

He said proudly: "So that you know, I, Tian, ​​have always been like this! What can you do to me?"

After hearing these words, Anle's attitude towards Tianren Mountain changed again.

Anle suddenly realized that in addition to the titles of "the first practitioner in the world", "holy master" and "dean of Taixue", Tianrenshan is also a living person. He also has his own vivid personality and preferences, as well as a side that others cannot know.

Perhaps, Tianrenshan did not necessarily want to be the so-called first practitioner, but was pushed to this position under the tide of the times.

At this moment, a lecturer nearby came over and used his magic power to spread the sound.

"President——"

"Where are you--"

An Le thought for a moment and said, "Friend Tian Dao, how about declaring that we are evenly matched?"

Tianrenshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with a half-smile: "Do you really think I'm the kind of person who can't afford to lose?"

"Do not."

Anle explained: "I am worried about your reputation because of this..."

Tianrenshan chuckled and said, "You kid are better than I thought, but there is one thing you don't understand--"

He raised his head, and his temperament suddenly changed. Then, balls of light began to light up in his body one after another.

That was the sealed divine treasure bursting out with secret power again.

In the blink of an eye, the dirt and injuries on Tianrenshan's body disappeared, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and the smoke and dust around him seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand and quickly gathered into a ball.

The momentum of Tianren Mountain is getting stronger and stronger. If measured by the realm of the future, it will cross the realm of transformation and reach the realm of refining emptiness in just a few breaths, ascending to a higher realm at a terrifying speed, and becoming incredibly powerful!

Anle couldn't even describe what that state of mind was like. He just felt that the entire void, or a galaxy, was stretching in front of him, insurmountable.

"——My fame was never created by others' praise, but was earned by myself!"

Tianrenshan extended his hand to Anle, and then they appeared together above the Tai Academy which had turned into ruins.

Without any movement from Tianren Mountain, the rocks in the ruins shattered and reorganized, and quickly became flat under a huge force. Trees and other impurities were removed, the ground was easily smoothed, and then palaces and buildings rose from the ground.

Such a wonderful sight, it seems like a miracle!

A brand new Tai Academy appeared on the earth.

But compared to before, it is no longer high up, but is the same height as other buildings.

Tianrenshan's words rang out from above: "I lost this battle."

"Therefore, I have re-established the Imperial College. I hope you will all encourage each other!"

Chapter 301 Daozu, Creation, and Zhou Tianzi

Three days later.

In the newly rebuilt main hall of Taixue Academy.

Many monks were standing under a high platform, surrounding it tightly, each of them looking excited and expectant.

Among these people, there are not only students and teachers from Tai Academy, but also some scholars who are not at a high level but have profound attainments in numerology. In addition to the local cultivators from Xuantian City, there are also people from other cities who come here to visit. Among them are many highly renowned scholars. Normally, picking any one of them out would cause people to exclaim in surprise, but now they just seem ordinary.

Many scholars gathered together to greet each other and communicate, making it very lively.

“What a great event!”

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but sigh: "Just being able to meet so many seniors is worth the trip."

"By the way, is that Starry Sky Technique really that magical? How could it attract so much attention from the seniors?"

This monk came from a small place in the Great Zhou Dynasty and was not very well-informed, so he didn't know the real reason behind this grand event.

A kind-hearted young man in gorgeous clothes answered his doubts: "Fellow Daoist, you don't know, this method of calculation is more than just magical. It has broken the framework of the Tai Shang Suan Jing and formed its own school. It has impressed many lecturers in the Tai Academy, and even Master Nian Suan is impressed by it!"

The monk was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Even Master Niansuan... How could it be so powerful?"

"Hehe, this is nothing. The most powerful one is actually the cultivator who spread this method. His name is An Le. Not only did he force everyone in the Tai Academy to call him a master, he also fought with the president of the Tai Academy on the same level, and won the battle!

The young man became more and more excited as he spoke: "When the two fought, it was really spectacular. Every move was extremely exquisite in Taoism and powerful in magic. In the end, they even used ancient fighting methods and transformed into giants to fight."

"The two sides fought for a whole day and night, and even the Imperial Academy was wiped out!"

"Finally, the Holy Master re-established the Imperial College, invited An Le to give lectures, and invited many people to attend the meeting, which led to the grand scene we have today."

Hearing these words, the nearby monks were all shocked and yearning, and only regretted that they could not witness this wonderful fight with their own eyes.

However, some students from the Imperial Academy looked strange, thinking, "How could the fight between the two deans take so long? Besides, even if the dean didn't take action, didn't Daoist An intend to pass on his skills to us?"

"This person's words...seem to be a bit exaggerated."

The young man didn't care what others thought, and said proudly: "To be honest, the person who is said to have mastered the calculation of the Starry Sky Technique and is the best in the world is my second brother!"

Xuanhui held his head high, very proud, and pronounced his name loudly.

"I am Anle's younger brother!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed and they were extremely surprised. Since Anle was so talented, his brothers must be no ordinary people either.

Only some local students who knew Xuanhui's true nature felt pale and speechless.

Just when Xuanhui was feeling complacent and enjoying everyone's admiration, a violent blow hit him hard on the forehead and knocked him unconscious.

Xuan Gongming bowed to everyone and said apologetically: "My third brother is lacking in discipline, please forgive me."

Having said that, he dragged Xuanhui away.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Xuan Hui closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, with only two lines of tears flowing silently.

"My lifelong reputation has been ruined in an instant!"

"What's the point of living? Just die."

The little disturbance caused by this episode lasted only a very short while before anyone paid any attention to it.

Because. A monk in a Taoist robe was slowly walking towards the platform, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

With the appearance of this person, the entire venue quickly became quiet.

By the time he reached the top of the platform, everything around him was completely silent and quiet.

People can't help but marvel at his handsomeness and youth, but they also know that he has talents that are countless times more precious than these two.

Standing on the stage, Anle looked down at the crowd and saw the excitement and anticipation on people's faces. He had an indescribable feeling, and thought to himself.

“Finally we’ve made it here.

"This is just a small step for me, but perhaps... a big step for the Great Zhou."

Anle calmed himself down, didn't say any more nonsense, and started directly explaining the algorithm of the Zhoutian Xingluo Wanxiangshu.

"This method uses the trajectory of the stars in the sky to deduce everything. Once you have mastered it, you can deduce 90% of the magic in the world..."

Then, Anle explains in detail the details and ideas from the first chapter to the sixteenth chapter, from the simplest to the most complex.

For the first ten chapters, many students could still barely understand, but from the tenth chapter onwards, the students began to look confused, and only those who were proficient in mathematics could keep up. After that, every time An Le started to explain a new chapter, there would be a group of people who could not follow his train of thought.

By the fourteenth chapter, only a few experts in the art of calculation were still interpreting it, and by the sixteenth chapter, surprisingly, only Tianrenshan and Zen Master Niansuan could understand part of its content.

But no matter who it was, they were all fascinated by the lecture, immersed in the mystery of the divination, and no one wanted to leave.

After Anle finished speaking sixteen chapters at once, it was already dark.

Several giants radiating divine light were guarding outside the hall, guarding against the invasion of darkness.

After the voice fell, everyone felt that they were still not satisfied. Anle had no intention of leaving and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me, Master Niansuan, and the dean of Taixue."

"Those who have mastered more passages should give free guidance to those who have mastered fewer passages."

"If any fellow Taoist has new insights, you can also come on stage and tell everyone. You must know that the Taoism can only become clearer through mutual communication and discussion."

The eyes of many monks were shining and they were excited.

Anyone can see that this is a great opportunity!

Soon, several masters of divination came to Anle for advice, and Anle naturally told them everything he knew.

And these people are by no means people who have gained their reputation for nothing. From time to time, they come up with new and innovative ideas, which even Anle cannot help but marvel at and praise their wonderful ideas, which have enabled him to further improve his skills in numerology.

At first, people mainly discussed algorithms.

But after he went on stage at Tianren Mountain to talk about the practice methods of ancient wild combat methods, this event gradually turned into a discussion of various Taoist secret arts.

The monks from various halls of the Imperial Academy took turns to go on stage and explain their understandings in front of everyone. Some independent cultivators who were unable to join the Imperial Academy also came forward to talk about their insights on magic. For a while, all kinds of unprecedented magic emerged, which greatly benefited many monks.

The next day, lecturers and students from the Imperial College arrived here and participated in the discussion.

Two days later, Yuan Chudao could no longer hold back and expressed his views on fighting skills outside the hall. Madam Sang also shared her method of using magic to raise silkworms and make clothes.

A few days later, the younger generation of Tai academies from all over the country came to participate in the event.

With so many young talents gathered together, it was naturally more lively. At this time, the previous palace could no longer accommodate so many people, so Tianren Mountain had to demolish the wall of Taixue Academy again and clear a large open space for the monks to discuss Taoism.

During this discussion, many monks took turns to speak, and fresh creativity burst out in this vigorous atmosphere. Anle occasionally proposed some new ideas from later generations, which made them suddenly enlightened, as if opening the door to a new world.

Unconsciously, in the eyes of everyone, this Daoyou An has become a person of the same level as Zen Master Nian Suan and Tianrenshan.

When Anle had some free time to rest, Xuan Gongming suddenly found him and said, "Second brother, there is a boy who wants to see you no matter what."

Although Anle welcomes anyone to ask him questions, if they bother him with questions that are too simple, it will only waste everyone's time, so Xuan Gongming and others are responsible for reviewing those who want to see Anle.

"This boy seems to be a mortal. He has been waiting outside for three days. He was found only after he fainted from hunger. Look..."

Anle raised his eyebrows in surprise, a little surprised, but still said: "Then ask him to come over."

Not long after, Xuan Gongming came to Anle with a short and thin boy.

The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His clothes were washed white and very plain. His face was pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, making Anle feel as if he was seeing himself in the past.

Anle smiled gently and asked, "What's your name? Why do you want to see me?"

"My name is Ling Xiaoyao! I have cultivated that kind of spiritual power!"

The boy's voice was hoarse, but he was very excited.

"What spiritual power..."

Before An Le finished speaking, his face suddenly changed. He quickly used his spiritual sense to scan Ling Xiaoyao's body and found that there was a hidden secret in his body that had not been opened. There were wisps of weak spiritual power flowing in his meridians!