From the outside, Taixue Palace looks like a rather extraordinary hall, exuding a strong aura of justice and peace. Li Tu felt this aura from a distance, and was slightly shocked because it was the first time he felt such a strong aura of neutrality and peace. This made him feel relaxed and happy, and it seemed to resonate with the awe-inspiring aura in his chest, and he suddenly exuded an aura of peace. At this time, he was standing in front of him, quietly feeling the breath. When this atmosphere calmed down, the realm of the third-grade first-year bachelor seemed to be more stable. Wen Gong, who was standing quietly aside, felt the peaceful aura suddenly emanating from Li Tu's body, and couldn't help but smile. He never expected that as soon as Li Tu walked to the door, the awe-inspiring aura in his chest would clash with the Zhongzheng's peaceful aura. The resonance makes the realm more stable in just a moment. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the blue is a genius who created the highest record in Taixue Palace by manifesting twelve holy images. When Li Tu stabilized his state and came back to his senses, Wen Gong then pushed open the door, and a soft white light shot out from inside, like opening a door leading to the university. The Taixue Palace is the important place of the Taixue Palace. It is a very mysterious place. Non-Taixue Palace students cannot enter. "Go in and study the first set of classics carefully. It will be extraordinary for your future growth." Li Tu nodded. He did not expect that at the previous stop, he had stabilized his first level of the third level. At the same time, I am even more curious about the eighteen sets of classics from Taixue Palace. It seems that they are really not simple. "There are three realms for studying each set of classics. The first is the 'micro realm', the second is the 'artistic realm'. The third is the 'rhyme realm'. That is, reading with a deep understanding of the subtleties. Then the meaning emerges, In the end, the rhyme is completed, and the true meaning is finally obtainedEighteen sets of classics, only the first set can be read into the subtleties before the second set can be read; after the second set is 'into the subtleties', the third set can be read" "Micro, meaning" , Yun Sanjing" Li Tu said softly, and then walked in. Walking in is like walking into a grand hall. Around the main hall, there are rows of bookshelves. The bookshelf is filled with all kinds of books, like an ocean of books, at least one hundred thousand volumes. And in the sea of ??books, there is a thin old man with white hair and beard, who is reading an ancient scroll attentively. He exudes a pure and strong neutralizing aura, giving people the feeling of being extremely knowledgeable. . In the center of the main hall, there is an ancient stone tablet several feet high, about half a foot in size. The stone tablet is engraved with an ancient font - Gu Tu. The stone tablet has mottled traces and looks very ancient. It exudes a desolate and distant ancient atmosphere, and in the ancient atmosphere. It also exudes an aura of justice and peace. In front of the stone tablet, two young men sat quietly cross-legged, both frowning and looking at the stone carving in deep thought. One of them was Su Dingbang. The soft white light emitted from the door. It was emanating from the several-foot-high stone tablet, or to be precise, it was emanating from the inscription on the stone tablet. I saw this stone monument. Li Tu knew immediately that this was the first set of the eighteen sets of classics in Taixue Palace - stone inscriptions. Went in. The aura of neutrality and peace became even stronger. Li Tu used his spiritual consciousness to look at everything here, from the central stone tablet to the surrounding sea of ??books. After a while, he also sat down cross-legged in front of the stone tablet and looked at the inscriptions on the stone one by one with his spiritual consciousness. The inscription is not big, as big as a finger, and exudes a soft white light and a strong aura of Zhongzheng. Gu Tuan is an ancient font that flourished in the medieval times. Although it is rarely used in writing nowadays, as a Confucian practitioner, of course I know it. Li Tu looked at the inscriptions one by one with his spiritual sense, and the more he looked, the more he frowned, because he didn't know what he was looking at, or he simply couldn't understand what the inscriptions were saying These inscriptions seemed to be made of a mess. The words spelled together do not read into a sentence at all. "These are the eighteen sets of classics from Taixue Palace?" Li Tu frowned, thinking in his heart, and naturally knew that these inscriptions were not put together in a mess, but that he read them the wrong way. Since I entered the study of eighteen sets of classics, neither my senior brother nor Duke Wen specifically mentioned the reading method of the inscriptions, sothe reading method of these inscriptions is not unique, but everyone has his own way of reading them. Everyone has their own way of reading, so everyone's perception is different "Wen Gong just said: There are three realms in studying every set of classics, the first is the 'micro realm', and the second is the 'artistic realm' , and the third one is 'rhyme', that is, reading in detail, and then understanding, and finally completing the rhyme, and finally getting the true meaning" Li Tu put the words on the stone tablet.I kept the inscriptions in my heart word by word, but soon I found that the inscriptions on the stone tablets seemed to be endless, and they had no meaning at all "What's going on?" Although the stone tablets are several feet high, , the inscription is as big as a finger, but it only contains tens of thousands of words at most, how could I not remember them all. The pronunciation is wrong! Li Tu knew it immediately, and then he frowned at the stone tablet like Su Dingbang, motionless, and pondered In a courtyard of Taixue Palace, the civil and military masters were making tea and discussing Taoism, and then two The topic of people returned to Li Tu and Su Dingbang. "How long do you think it will take for the two of them to find their own way of reading?" Duke Wu drank a small cup of tea and asked casually. Wen Gong looked at the tea fire, pondered for a while, and said: "Three days at most." "Three days, so optimistic about them? You know, it has been a year since Ye Tong entered the Taixue Palace, and he has not yet found his own reading method. "Wu Gong said with some disbelief. "Eighteen sets of classics are very wonderful. There are records in the palace that a student once spent several years and could not find his own way of reading, but after finding the method, it only took one day to 'get into the subtlety' It's hard to explain this kind of thing clearly." Wen Gong shook his head. Wu Gong nodded, thought for a while and said: "This year is the Double Ninth Festival once again every nine years. I'm afraid neither of them has any hope of entering the Great Zhou Ancestral Temple. There is a condition for entering the Great Zhou Ancestral Temple. Nine sets of classics 'into the subtleties' Or a set of classic 'Yun Cheng' Moreover, each person can only enter once." After saying this, Duke Wu couldn't help but shook his head, sighed, and said: "However, in the next ninth year of the Double Ninth Festival, the two of them will. Everyone should have the opportunity to enter the Imperial Ancestral Temple There should be other classics hidden in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. It would be great if they found one or two sets and brought them out. " "The eighteen sets of classics in the Academy cost a fortune. How can it be so easy to find a thousand years of time?" Wen Gong shook his head, and just as he was about to continue speaking, there were suddenly bursts of roaring sounds from the distance, followed by the sound of fighting. "They started fighting again?" Wen Gong was stunned. "Haha, it's exciting now." Duke Wu laughed. ¡ In the Qingsong Courtyard, Crow found a big pot from nowhere and set it up in the courtyard to make a fire. At this time, the pot was rolling, exuding a strong aroma, which made the little fox on the side drool all over the floor. The crow added firewood to the pot and shouted loudly: "The dog meat will roll three times, and the gods will not stand still. It can soothe the five internal organs, lighten the body, replenish qi, benefit the kidneys, tonify the stomach, warm the waist, strengthen the strength, and tonify the five tuberculosis." Wounds, replenishing blood, replenishing essence" At this time, the little fox's eyes narrowed into a line, looking at the meat in the pot with a look of intoxication on his face. "Little one, you went to find some dry firewood, but it's still not hot enough?" The crow rolled his eyes repeatedly as he looked at the little fox who was about to become a fool. "Hey" The little fox pointed at the cauldron with a reluctant look on his face, as if he was afraid that the crow would eat it all at once. "Come on, the firewood is almost gone." Crow shouted. ¡°Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeing, the firewood was really almost gone, the little fox had no choice but to run out reluctantly, and came back after a while with a lot of dry firewood. At this time, a big black dog came to Qingsongyuan. Seeing the crow rolling the dog meat in front of it, it immediately became furious and smoke was coming from its orifices. The crow glanced at the big black dog, pounded the pot with a spoon, picked up a piece of dog meat, smelled it, and said, "It's so fragrant, Dahei, I'll treat you to some meat." "Are you talking about dog meat?" Dahei The dog glared. "Yeah, what's the matter?" Crow nodded, looked at the pot, then added some medicinal materials, and said: "I know a secret recipe, which is to pickle with a secret recipe of twelve kinds of Chinese herbal medicine, and then use a local method to slowly smoke the incense. Smoke it to get fragrant cured dog meat. After curing it, add special thirteen spices, stir-fry it in a hot oil pan until cooked, put it into a porcelain bowl and simmer it over a slow fire. The longer it takes, the more fragrant and authentic it becomes Well, I'm running out of time now, What a pity. Let¡¯s try it next time.¡± ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± the big black dog looked up to the sky and howled angrily. "Dahei, you must support me," Crow Crow said. ?¡ ?One day has passed. , Li Tu sat cross-legged quietly, his spiritual consciousness staring at the stone carvings, motionless. Outside, the big black dog and the crow fought for another day, beating Li Tu's Qingsongyuan beyond recognition. The little fox took advantage of the fight between the crow and the big black dog to hold the big pot and eat meat alone, with a look of intoxication on his face. "Bastard, leave some for me you can still eat it." Fighting with the big black dogThe group of crows couldn't help but scream when they saw the little fox gobbling up the food. "Crow, you are looking for death" "What era is this stone tablet, and who wrote it?" Li Tu quietly looked at the stone tablet and thought about it. The more he looked at the stone tablet, the more unusual it became. It seemed to be from the medieval era. legacy. I quietly looked at the finger-sized inscription on the stone tablet, and suddenly it started to move, like little tadpoles swimming around. Li Tu was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the little tadpoles swimming out from the stone tablet and swimming in the hall Then they swam into his mind, in a steady stream (To be continued)