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Let's talk about Ji Ziyan's side, she entered the world of heaven and earth, which is also a human world, and the practice system of this world is mainly based on literature and Taoism.

Here, knowledge is power, and the greatest power here is the academies, where Confucian scholars can turn stones into gold and follow their words.

This is a relatively well-developed small world, and the strongest power has reached the point where it is almost the same as a monk in the realm of power.

This small world is about the size of a small ordinary country, headed by three academies, namely Wenchang Academy, Wendao Academy and Wentian Academy.

But now there is an academy that is rising with high momentum, and the rising momentum is unstoppable. This academy is the Women's Academy, an academy that only accepts women.

Before the rise of the Women's Academy, the status of women in this world was not high, and it was the only way for women to be immoral. Women could not participate in such things as reading.

When Ji Ziyan first came to this world, she happened to watch two Confucian scholars fighting.

I saw that their output was all based on roaring, one was louder than the other.

"Food honey sword!" A Confucian scholar shouted, a sword energy spit out from his mouth, and stabbed at the opponent.

"Bright spear and hidden arrow!" Another Confucian scholar opened his mouth and shouted, a long spear appeared from the void, blocking the opponent's sword energy, and then a sharp arrow pierced the opponent's back silently.

"Two cuts with one knife." The Confucian scholar yelled loudly, a saber light lit up, and chopped off the sharp arrow at the waist.

"Conscious." Ji Ziyan didn't expect that the fighting style of the two Zhan Wuscum would have the taste of being able to speak out. You must know that in Manghuang, only when you become a great emperor can you have the ability to speak out.

Ji Ziyan was very interested in this kind of power. She unfolded her spiritual sense and explored a small academy here where Confucian scholars are concentrated.

Her cultivation has not disappeared, so she sneaked in easily. First, after listening to the courses of those teachers, Ji Ziyan began to have an idea of ​​the world's literary practice system.

The practice of Wen Dao is to read the truth in reading. This truth is actually the principle of all things in the world, that is, the law.

A Confucian student, as long as he starts to grasp the principles of writing, he can induce the laws to attack.

After listening to two classes, Ji Ziyan sneaked into the library of the academy. Those restrictions were useless to her. She flipped through the books, and with her ability to open people's doors, she could memorize these books with a single sweep of her mind. Live and understand deeply.

Just like that, Ji Ziyan's literary cultivation was improving rapidly, and it didn't take long for her strength to surpass the strongest in this academy.

The realm of literary and moral cultivation from low to high is scholar, Confucian, gentleman, great Confucian, and sub-sage.

When Ji Ziyan finished reading the books here, she had already reached the level of a gentleman. After all, this is just a small academy with limited collection of books and limited quality of books.

Ji Ziyan left this place, she planned to change to another big academy to see, but just halfway through the flight, she found that she had gradually lost her ability to feel other cultivation bases except Wen Dao.

She quickly fell from the sky, Wenxiu in the realm of Mister does not have the ability to fly, only Daru and above can fly.

She landed in a field, not far from a village, rising smoke, and the setting sun painted the village red, and a small stream flowed out of the mountains, flowing in the village.

Quiet and peaceful, Ji Ziyan looked at this situation, and couldn't help but hear a poem that Ji Yi read to her: "A stream of green water is spring rain, half of the case is clear and the mountain is half of the sunset."

Ji Ziyan couldn't help reading it out.

"Dick tick" a burst of rain fell, the rain came and went quickly, and it rained on a sunny day, which aroused the villagers' discussions.

Ji Ziyan suddenly felt that her writing and dao cultivation base had suddenly increased by a bit, which was really a surprise.

"Maybe I don't need to go to the big academy at all. The classic sayings that Brother Ji usually utters are the best secrets of literary practice." Ji Ziyan's eyes lit up, and she began to recall Ji Yi's poems and famous sayings in her mind. Wen Dao's cultivation base gradually increased.

It didn't take long for Ji Ziyan to break through the realm of great Confucianism, and her cultivation continued to soar. Finally, when Ji Ziyan understood all the classic words and sentences Ji Yi said, her cultivation had been promoted to the sub-sage realm.

"The roc rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to [-] miles." Ji Ziyan read a sentence, and a roc with a wingspan of thousands of miles and a back like a mountain appeared at her feet, leading her to soar up.

That speed was too fast, almost as fast as Da Neng's, because Ji Ziyan was flying at a very high altitude, so no one noticed.

"It's quite interesting." After all, Ji Ziyan was young, as if she had acquired a new toy, she was trying out various literary and magical powers in the air.

After having fun, Ji Ziyan went directly to a big city.

"Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently." Ji Ziyan activated her magical powers and landed silently in an empty alley.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, because I am in this mountain." Ji Ziyan activated her magical power again, so that others would not be able to see her true appearance. Ji Ziyan is a person who is afraid of trouble. In this world where men are respected, if she reveals It is estimated that there will be no less troubles based on the real appearance.

She walked out of the alley to the street, but she didn't expect two men to turn in from the front.

"Hehe, we're lucky." One of the scars had a lewd smile on his face.

"Blessed are you two, you are a good guy." Another man wiped his hands and walked towards Ji Ziyan at a faster pace.

Ji Ziyan saw the ill intentions of the two men, but she didn't care. The two scumbags were nothing more than flies to her.

"Little lady, it's so predestined, how about playing with the brothers?" Dao Scar said with a smirk on his face.

"That's right, our two brothers are the best at serving people, so make sure you are comfortable." The other one also had a lewd smile on his face.

"You scumbags, living in this world is also very harmful." Ji Ziyan was too lazy to talk, and walked around after glancing at the two men.

The two men's eyes were blank at the moment, and their bodies were limp and limp on the ground. Their souls were gone, and the two scumbags who oppressed women finally ushered in their revenge.

When Ji Ziyan went out to the street, bursts of smoke and fire could be heard, and the sounds of hawking, shouting, and laughter could be heard on the street.

Ji Ziyan walked to the middle of the street unknowingly, and found that many people were staring at her in surprise. Ji Ziyan didn't know why, so she didn't have flowers on her face.

"Hehe, who allowed you to walk up the middle of the street." A young man stopped Ji Ziyan and asked jokingly.

"Why, your family runs this street?" Ji Ziyan asked back, she was really convinced by this place, and she encountered two waves of barbarians not long after she came here.