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Spring and Autumn College.

It is also called Confucius Courtyard in the imperial city.

There are ten teachers in the academy, and each of them is famous in Daqin.

The carriage stopped and Wu Hu looked back, "Your Highness, we have arrived at the academy."

As he spoke, he dismounted and lifted the carriage curtain. Ye Daosheng stood up, dressed in spotless white, with the Sun-Chasing Sword dangling from his waist. His stunningly handsome face made the female disciples of the academy fall in love with him and let out screams.

Putting aside the fact that Ye Daosheng is incapable of practicing martial arts, his appearance is the dream lover of the female students in the academy. Men cry when they see him, and women shed tears when they see him.

this moment.

The female disciples at the entrance of the academy opened their mouths slightly, their eyes full of peach blossoms. After three months, Prince Ning was still so dignified and charming.

"The people in Mo are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world."

“No more than that.”

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, another sedan chair appeared on the long street at the entrance of the academy. When the disciples saw the sedan chair appear, they instantly became excited.

"This is the carriage from the General's Mansion. Li Shengnan is here."

"A few days ago, she threatened in the academy that if Prince Ning dared to come to the academy, she would definitely give him a good beating."

"Now there's something good to watch."

"Li Shengnan has a hot temper and always keeps her word. If she meets Prince Ning at the entrance of the academy, she will definitely fight with him given her temper."

Everyone's eyes fell on the carriage, and Li Shengnan's graceful figure appeared, wearing a fiery red dress, seductive and domineering. At this moment, she also saw Ye Daosheng.

When she walked towards Ye Daosheng, all the disciples at the academy gate held their breath, knowing that she would definitely take action.

Although Li Shengnan did not dare to beat Prince Ning violently, according to the rules of the academy, she could teach him a lesson and even Emperor Qin would not be able to punish him.

"Li Shengnan, meet His Royal Highness Prince Ning."

Li Shengnan said this respectfully and bowed.

"Ah, this!"

"How could this be?"

All the disciples were confused as to why things were different from what they had imagined.

"Miss Li, there is no need to be so polite." Ye Daosheng said calmly, turning to look at Wu Hu and A Lian, "You can go back to the mansion."

After leaving a few words behind, he walked towards the academy under the astonished gazes of the disciples.

Li Shengnan looked at Ye Daosheng's leaving back, her brows slightly frowned, thinking to herself, wasn't he accepted as a disciple by the immortal, why did he come to the academy?

Also, there was still no fluctuation of true energy in his body, and it didn't look like he had entered the path of martial arts.

Although she was resentful and still brooding over the divorce, she could only hide her anger deep in her heart because of Ye Daosheng's identity.

She noticed that the students in the academy were looking at her with suspicion, so she waved her sleeves and walked into the academy.

"Is this still Li Shengnan? What's wrong with her? She seems to be very scared of Prince Ning."

"I do not know!"

"Too strange."

The disciples were confused. The big show they wanted to see did not happen, and they were somewhat disappointed.

Inside the college.

Ye Daosheng appeared in the square. The disciples along the way were all talking about it, but he ignored their voices. At this moment, several figures came towards him.

"I have met the Master."

"I met the dean."

Amid the greetings of the disciples, several people came in front of Ye Daosheng. They were none other than Li Qingtian from the academy and Master Ru Haoran.

"Prince Ning is here."

"Greetings, Dean." Ye Daosheng bowed his fist and saluted towards Li Qingtian, who smiled and said, "It's a good thing that Prince Ning has returned to the academy. How about practicing under Master Haoran in the future?"

Ye Daosheng nodded, "Everything is subject to the dean's arrangements."

Li Qingtian added: "Your Highness can also go to the martial arts academy to practice. There are thousands of ways to practice martial arts. If you want to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, you must always be the core."

At this point, he turned to look at Ru Haoran, "Your Highness will be left to you."

Ru Haoran nodded, "Prince Ning, please follow me."

Ye Daosheng followed Ru Haoran and walked towards the Academy of Literature. He could clearly sense that Ru Haoran possessed a strong literary aura.

I remember the prince once said that there was a literary saint in the State of Wei. He could become a saint in one step. Purple air would come from the east for three thousand miles. He controlled the literary energy of the world. His words could be followed by laws. He was comparable to a land immortal.

Although the literary aura of Ru Haoran in front of him is not as good as that of Wei State's Wensheng Daotian Ru, it should not be underestimated. Ye Daosheng can see that the strength of the old man in front of him is definitely of the upper ninth rank.

this moment.

An amazing scene happened.

Ye Daosheng discovered that as he followed Ru Haoran, Haoran's Confucian and Taoist aura was entering his body, and a huge ball of purple air instantly emerged in the mysterious space in his mind.

Then a powerful purple energy flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians, and the whole person's temperament changed silently. At this time, Ru Haoran became puzzled, frowned slightly, and looked back at Ye Daosheng.

"what happened."

"Why did the Confucian and Taoist spirit in my body suddenly disappear so much?"

He looked back at Ye Daosheng but did not find anything unusual. What went wrong? This was the first time such a thing had happened in his entire life of practicing literature and Taoism.

Ru Haoran planned to go to the back mountain to consult Mr. Sansheng after finishing today's class. Perhaps he could help him resolve his doubts.

He had no doubt that the loss of cultural energy in his body had something to do with Ye Daosheng.

Soon the two arrived at the Academy of Literature, where many disciples were already waiting. When they saw Ye Daosheng coming with the teacher, they all looked puzzled.

But they soon figured it out. Ye Daosheng had no spiritual roots and could only choose the path of literature.

"Your Highness, please take a seat next to Canglan."

Yun Canglan was a younger female disciple in the Academy of Literature. She wore a loose academy uniform that wrapped around her small body. She stood up and motioned Ye Daosheng to sit next to her.

Ye Daosheng walked over and his eyes fell on Yun Canglan. This girl was small in stature but big in size. If she grew up a few more years, with her petite and cute face, she would definitely surpass Yun Qingyao.

Ru Haoran saw Ye Daosheng sitting down, "Before we start today's lecture, let's check whether you have completed yesterday's tasks."

"You have been practicing in the Academy of Literature for a while. Yesterday I taught you the method of condensing literary energy. Has anyone succeeded?"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples fell silent, not even daring to raise their heads, for fear that Ru Haoran would call on them to demonstrate.

Ru Haoran concentrated his mind and glanced at everyone, "Canglan, you come and give it a try."

Yun Canglan slowly stood up and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

She raised her hand with her palm facing up, and soon a ball of white air appeared in her hand. It was very faint and would dissipate if the wind blew.

The sudden appearance of white mist was like a dancing elf dancing in her palm.

Ru Haoran nodded with great satisfaction, "Not bad, very good, Canglan has successfully condensed the literary energy. Although it is just the beginning, it is already very impressive."

"Canglan, sit down."

"Anyone else willing to give it a try?"

There was total silence in the arena; even the breathing of the disciples could be heard clearly, but no one stood up to try.

After Yun Canglan sat down, he looked proud and stuck out his tongue at Ye Daosheng, "What do you think? I'm awesome, right?"

"awesome!"

"Yes, Your Highness also thinks I am capable. From now on, I will protect Your Highness in the Academy of Literature."

"You can't cover it."

Yun Cang straightened his chest and said solemnly, "If your Highness doesn't believe me, I can handle it."

"Okay, then you protect me." Ye Daosheng whispered, looking up at Ru Haoran, "Master, can I give it a try?"