I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Returning to Jiang Yeming's side, after taking a shortcut to advance to the golden core, he can no longer rush to the level. Accumulating and nourishing the body and soul is a necessary process. Taking this opportunity, Jiang Yeming, who has completely integrated the "heart of a child" literary spirit, also began to learn the high-level techniques of Bailu Academy.

These Confucian techniques are completely different from what Jiang Yeming has come into contact with before, and most of them are for the cultivation of soul.

The so-called soul nature is a unique term in this world. It generally means to shape the supernatural powers at the soul level. After practice, most of them will have some soul-like supernatural powers.

Moreover, these Confucian supernatural powers are very practical,

There are the most basic weak supernatural powers: "scholar's spirit" and "chic boyishness", which can change the external temperament of a Confucian practitioner, which can be said to be necessary for going out to pick up girls and nourishing one's spirit at home.

There are also advanced soul supernatural powers, which can be of great use.

For example, one's own profound knowledge, coupled with supernatural powers and secret methods, can refine the "spirit of a polymath", "the spirit of a connoisseur", "the spirit of a literary hero", etc., combined with these spiritual powers, can bring out various professions of Confucianism to the extreme.

At this time, the combat effectiveness of other Confucian sects gradually manifested, and it was no longer the phenomenon that the Meng family was alone in the battle.

And further up, there are even better supernatural powers, but those supernatural powers cannot be learned casually.

After some inquiries, Jiang Yeming found out that there are three of them.

"Awe-inspiring righteousness", "a golden body of morality", "reading thousands of volumes to understand oneself".

"Awe-inspiring Righteousness" comes with the attribute of leapfrog coercion, even if it faces an opponent with a strong realm, it will not be suppressed by the opponent.

The "moral golden body" is like the body of the compassionate and good Bodhisattva in Buddhism, which has a strong ability to restrain all soul-like gods.

"Reading ten thousand volumes and self-understanding" is a supernatural ability similar to Jiang Yeming's god-level understanding. It is said that those who have it will have their understanding rise to the top level, and there are no problems that cannot be comprehended.

Jiang Yeming worked hard to practice Confucian exercises, and also accumulated some useful little supernatural powers. Today's college life can no longer bring him any improvement. When he was thinking about retreating to integrate the newly learned skills, Chen Zijie, the dean of Bailu Academy, came over.

Chen Zijie, with a serious face, entered the mountainside garden, glared at the students who were reading scriptures by the mountains and rivers, shaking their heads and brains, and snorted coldly: "If you don't learn well all day long, don't think that I don't know your flamboyant guts. Your big brother's 'innocent heart' literary spirit can't be contaminated in this way. If you don't go back and work hard, as long as you can have one-tenth of your big brother, I will be relieved."

A group of students stood up, bowed their heads and left in a dejected salute, muttering: "The dean doesn't understand, the existence of senior brother, in the recent popular novels, is called the son of luck, wherever he goes, there will be blessings, how can we compare?"

Chen Zijie was so angry that his beard stood up at the corners of his mouth, and he shouted loudly: "No matter how much you talk, my awakening master will not show mercy!"

Immediately, a group of students ran away in a hurry.

Looking at the students going away, Chen Zijie pushed open the gate of the Bieyuan, and saw Jiang Yeming lying on the armchair, shaking up and down, muttering: "In other words, that Jin Wushu seized the throne, and also recruited the demon monks from the Western Regions, confiscated filthy things like Zihe chariots, and set up an evil formation to help Jin Wushu cultivate the ten-direction Vajra Fury Fist. Framed, fell into the bottomless abyss, accidentally obtained the inheritance of the immortal family, went to the imperial city alone after the miraculous achievement, killed Qin Hui, and then took control of the army. Two peerless masters, leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers, will be executed at the border to die!"

Dugu Qingye, who was writing straight at the side, finished transcribing the content, and asked aloud: "This opening scene is great, and it is best to have poems."

Jiang Yeming's eyes lit up, and he said, "Why not? General Yue Fei recited a poem in front of the battle: Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, full of excitement. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moons. Don't wait, the boy's head has turned white, and he is empty and sad.

Jingkang is ashamed, it is still snowing.When the ministers hate it, when will it be extinguished.Drive a long car and break through the shortage of Helan Mountain.Aspiring to eat Hulu meat with hunger, laugh at thirsty and drink the blood of Huns.Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que. "

This poem has its own artistic conception. After Jiang Yeming finished reading, Dugu Qingye put down his pen and was very excited: "Good words, a man should have a dream of family and country. Although he is a general, he expresses my Confucian feelings."

Chen Zijie also had another feeling, and whispered softly: "Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad. Although the words are simple, they have rich meanings. This kind of artistic conception can be used to motivate students in my White Deer Academy. Dugu Qingye, you will make a copy of this word and send it to me."

After finishing speaking, Chen Zijie looked at Jiang Yeming and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you practice hard day and night? Don't you want to learn from the one who dominates the academy and become a senior who can't leave the academy? Look at you. I will teach them how to play football and write novels. Last time I heard that you are going to restore the 'Xuandu Dreamland' left in the lower realm as a game field. If you do this, I dare not keep you in the academy anymore."

Jiang Yeming stood up from the armchair with an embarrassed expression on his face. He was indeed too free, but what else could Bailu Academy do besides studying. In order to solve the boredom, he could only tinker with some gadgets.

Fortunately, Chen Zijie didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes. He drank Dugu Qingye away, walked to Jiang Yeming, and said in a low voice, "I heard that you are looking for the three great supernatural powers, but I know one of them, the location of the golden body of morality. Besides, in this world, besides Confucian supernatural powers, there is another good thing. Do you want it?"

Good guy, Chen Zijie took Jiang Yeming to death, this world is just a landscape to Jiang Yeming, and he will leave in the end, of course, he will take away all the good things.

Jiang Yeming suddenly became interested and listened to Chen Zijie's words.

It turns out that apart from Confucian supernatural powers, the most holy Confucius left behind a mysterious treasure. It is said that there is a very precious and mysterious secret technique: the technique of speaking spirit.

Good guy, Jiang Yeming knows this kind of magical magic. In different worlds, it is called differently. Confucianism is called the art of speaking spirit, and the gods are called the great prophecy.

But for some reason, this ability only exists in legends, and even the inheritance has never been discovered.

Perhaps they were all brought into the primordial universe. How could Jiang Yeming give up such a good thing? He approached Chen Zijie with a smile and asked, "Where is the treasure?"

Chen Zijie looked upright, and said seriously: "I can tell you the clues, but you must promise me three things. First, this is your third year in the academy. According to the usual practice, you will go down the mountain to practice, and you happen to bring a group of juniors and sisters to take care of you."