Chapter 2229: Chapter 6: When We Were Young and Spring Clothes Were Thin (Part 3)
The most important thing... is that this place is close to the origin of the present world, making it easier for people to see the essence of the world!
Heaven and Earth itself can be seen as a wall, while the Dao Technique is like the scenery outside the wall. A treasure like the Under Jixuegong is like a window on the wall.
The window, after all, is limited in size and cannot allow many people to peek outside at the same time. Even the opening and closing of this window will damage its lifespan. After use, it needs time to recover.
Therefore, the slots in the Under Jixuegong have always been limited and incredibly precious. Especially for those Godly cultivators who can qualify to see the essence of Heaven and Earth just by standing on tiptoe.
For those who teach regularly at the Under Jixuegong, their perception of Heaven and Earth is actually shielded. Only after their contributions reach a certain level can they exchange special free time to freely perceive this realm.
A year of hard work only earns one or two periods.
But even so, it is enough to make people desperately seek it. Countless people wish to enter the Under Jixuegong but can’t squeeze in.
He too earned enough contributions from the Institute of Techniques to qualify to teach at the Under Jixuegong.
Which cultivator in the Eastern Region does not want to cultivate at the Under Jixuegong?
The strong are like clouds here, the Hundred Schools of Thought contend, and there is an exceptional environment for cultivation.
The faculty roles at the Under Jixuegong are divided into two types. One type is like Lu Xiangqing, a regular faculty role with balanced responsibilities, teaching students and pursuing their own cultivation. The other type includes cultivators from various sects who must periodically come to the academy to teach, also called faculty roles but essentially are a form of conscription. They have responsibilities but no authority, mainly to enrich the cultivation knowledge at the Under Jixuegong.
While those like Jiang Wang and Zhongxuan Zun, specially permitted by the Son of Heaven to enter the academy, their cultivation there is completely unrestricted, almost as if they have two fixed sightseeing quotas on that "window" observing the essence of Heaven and Earth.
Lu Xiangqing’s envy stems both from Jiang Wang’s ability to use the Under Jixuegong to perceive the essence of Heaven and Earth without limitations, and from his keen perception of the changes in Heaven and Earth, which allows him to grasp critical insights as soon as he enters the Under Jixuegong.
He has achieved God Arrives for twenty-eight years and knows too well how distant the journey is from God Arrives to Dongzhen. He also knows what this keen perception signifies.
Only when Jiang Wang himself withdrew from that profound world of perception did Lu Xiangqing speak: "Has Marquis Wu’an chosen his coursework? Or will you cultivate independently and only occasionally seek solutions?"
He walked slowly with some pride: "I have some insights into Confucianist studies. As for research into Dao Technique, I have not neglected it either."
"Since at the academy, the junior is a student, the teacher may call my name directly." Jiang Wang said this first, then continued, "Military methods, law, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism—these prominent studies, I want to listen to them all first. The Dao Technique class must also be attended, I eagerly anticipate the teacher’s instruction."
Military, law, Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, names, agriculture, commerce... almost all the prominent cultivation schools in the present world have corresponding courses taught at the Under Jixuegong.
Even the Buddhist sects that have almost vanished from Qi Country’s native land still have their place here.
Here, the focus is only on cultivation, nothing else.
So many explorers clash with ideas here.
The flourishing contention of the Hundred Schools of Thought has nurtured many talents for Qi Country. The Under Jixuegong itself is also a strong support for the Great Qi Empire’s Institute of Techniques.
Calling it the fundamental land of the Great Qi Empire is by no means excessive; no wonder former Prime Minister Yan Ping repeatedly emphasized at all public occasions saying the Under Jixuegong carries the weight of the state.
"Hahaha, well said, well said." Lu Xiangqing laughed while twisting his beard, then said to Lian Que, "Remember to come too."
Lian Que laughed brightly.
Lu Xiangqing quickly returned his gaze to Jiang Wang’s face: "I won’t see you off any further. This road leads to Mingxin Lodge; someone will naturally arrange accommodations for you there. Remember class time, if you miss it, no one will wait for you."
"Thank you, teacher." Jiang Wang stopped to pay respect, "Teacher, please stay."
Lu Xiangqing waved his hand and went on his way.
He is a Godly cultivator, a regular faculty role at the Under Jixuegong... today’s shift happened to be gatekeeping, and he must not be delayed too long.
Only after Lu Xiangqing walked off did Jiang Wang and Lian Que continue towards the cloud-hidden Mingxin Lodge. Stepping on long stone steps, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but ask, "Why do you smile so happily?"
Lian Que’s ugly face smiled boldly, "Seeing you in such glory, I feel honored!"
Inside and outside the Under Jixuegong, it’s nearly two different worlds. Regular faculty at the Under Jixuegong need not concern themselves with external power struggles. Thus, the sternness of the faculty here is notoriously known.
Many prominent families’ offspring have been taught lessons here.
But towards Marquis Wu’an, Lu Xiangqing’s attitude is truly gentle.
Jiang Wang smiled, "What’s this glory? Mr. Lu is only ardently caring for talent."
Speaking of which, the layers of clouds parted and the houses hidden amidst the green hills and waters appeared in a manner that made senses extremely comfortable.
It’s as if we are drawn into a landscape painting, or as if the scenery within the painting unfolds, inch by inch, into reality.
The so-called Mingxin Lodge is to clarify the heart and see the nature, and then find peace.
"Master Jiang!" A delighted voice rang out.
Lin Xian, the genius of Rong Country with a hand-held chopper, leapt down from a piece of Qingshi, probably just after practicing with the knife, exuding a lingering sharpness; yet the expression on his face was eager and kind: "You really came!"
Meeting Lin Xian at this time, Jiang Wang was also somewhat happy: "Brother Lin, were you waiting for me?"
"Heard that you would arrive today, he started waiting since morning!"
Behind the Qingshi, a lazy hand was raised.
Lin Jie, the genius of Yi Kingdom, gave a gentle push-up, and with an elegant flip landed in front of Jiang Wang, half kneeling, performing a military salute with a grin: "Of course, I slept here since last night!"
