Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 609 Having Experienced Ups And Downs, I Am Still A Young Man! (3)

The old man in the black robe focused for a moment and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Enlightenment because of annotations?

"Could it be that he was really excited because of the event and broke through after being enlightened?"

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Chen Shi, collect a few manuscripts and let me take a look."

Hearing his words, the white-robed young man sitting in front of the carriage was stunned.

However, the young man's face lit up. He looked at the two sides of the road and said loudly, "Mr. Chen Yi wants to take a look at a few manuscripts. Send them over if you can."

Chen Yi!

As soon as the young man finished speaking, everyone exclaimed.

"It's that strict teacher from the Imperial City Academy!"

"Mr. Chen Yi, a great Confucian scholar and a martial grandmaster!"

"I-I don't dare to take out my manuscript…"

Amidst the chaos, many people took out their manuscripts and handed them over nervously.

The young man named Chen Shi collected the manuscripts and sent them into the carriage.

This scene made the surrounding people even more excited and curious.

Earlier, someone had broken through because of annotations, and even comprehended the dao twice in a row. So with Mister Chen Yi's annotations, would there be someone who comprehended the dao?

Although they knew that comprehending the Dao was something that could only be chanced upon by luck, everyone still hoped that a miracle would happen a few more times.

As Chen Yi received the manuscripts, many people in the other carriages also offered to annotate them.

For a moment, the crowded avenue became even more rowdy.

The Jade Epiphyllum Literary Conference had yet to begin, but everyone's enthusiasm seemed to have reached its peak.

In the carriage, Han Muye also had a strange expression on his face.

He had comprehended the Dao twice. How could such a strange thing happen?

It seemed that the Confucian Dao cultivator named Qiu Chuqi had a strong foundation and was only lacking an opportunity.

He chuckled and looked at the books that had already been annotated in front of him.

After some thought, he opened the books again and gently wrote.

'Good poem. It can be seen that the author has something in his heart. However, in the line 'Cultivation allows me to see everything clearly,' can you move 'everything' to the end?'

'This sentence is rigorous and smart. The author is thoughtful.'

'Words and phrases need to be measured, and they need to be made clear.'

'The essay is beautiful without losing its charm. It has potential.'

'Young man, if you have a dream, go after it!'

'I see that your writing is dignified, calm, and rational. You will definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future.'

'Woohoo, fly.'

…

Even if it was a pile of sh*t, it could still fertilize the fields, right?

Looking at these poems and essays now, Han Muye's senses were different.

All kinds of praise flowed at the tip of the brush. The originally mediocre poems and verses seemed to have sublimated after some modifications and some praises.

Even the messy handwriting looked interesting with proper ink and brush.

"I've broken through!"

"Under Mr. Chen Yi's guidance, I had an epiphany and broke through to become a scholar on the spot. I soared into the sky with a leap!"

"Mr. Chen Yi, you're really amazing."

Outside the carriage, everyone was jubilant.

Exclamations and wild roars intertwined on the path.

Previously, when Qiu Chuqi broke through, he was a Grandmaster. The light pillar shone brightly, but he was still out of the league of ordinary Confucian cultivators.

However, at this moment, everyone felt that they might have a chance.

They wondered if they would be the next person holding a few thin pieces of paper in his hands and trembling all over with the golden Great Spirit lingering around them.

"Student, student Su Qi'er, thank you for your guidance, Teacher Chen." The newly minted Confucian scholar stepped forward excitedly and bowed in front of Chen Yi's carriage.

Once a teacher, always a teacher.

A smile appeared on Chen Shi's face.

His grandfather was a great scholar of the Imperial City Academy. He could become a scholar with just some guidance.

How many scholars on the streets could do such a thing?

"En, you've learned diligently. This old master accepts your bow.

"Follow my carriage later. I'll take you to the immortal ship."

Chen Yi's voice made Su Qi'er and the surrounding people widen their eyes.

Receiving the bow meant that he acknowledged the teacher-student relationship. In the future, Su Qi'er could call himself Chen Yi's disciple.

Following the immortal ship not only confirmed their relationship, but it also gave Su Qi'er a chance to meet with the Great Scholars.

This was a treatment that only personal disciples could receive!

Even Chen Shi was a little envious of the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Disciple, disciple, thank you, Teacher Chen." Su Qi'er bowed again in excitement. He looked at his slightly tattered robe and a hint of red flashed across his face. He strode behind the carriage.

There were too many scholars surrounding Chen Yi's carriage, making the road a little crowded. The speed of the carriages behind was even slower.

The students wished they could stop the carriages so the grandmasters would slowly annotate their works.

At this moment, Han Muye handed over the annotated articles. "Return to them."

Zuo Yulong and Zuo Yuting quickly took them.

They could see that almost every book was filled with annotations made in red ink.

Our young master has really read every book seriously!

Zuo Yuting and Zuo Yulong looked at each other.

"Zheng Yuanhe from Huzhou, Zheng Yuanhe, Sir has annotated your scroll…"

"Zhao Daosheng from the Lotus Field Academy. Zhao Daosheng, please come and receive the annotated manuscript."

"I can't see this name clearly. I only recognize 'e' or something like that. Please come forward."

…

The siblings shouted loudly, causing the surroundings of the carriage to fall silent.

"My, my manuscript has been annotated!" Someone suddenly roared.

"Haha, this old man, Zhao Daosheng is this old man. Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir…"

"E? That's me, Bai Shenghe."

Those who had handed in their manuscripts before rushed over and took them back.

Some people's hands were trembling and they didn't dare to look down. Some people couldn't wait to open them.

Even if the surrounding people did not send their own works over, they still gathered around to see what these annotated works were like.

What if they could comprehend the Dao as well?

"Young men ought to have dreams. Yes, yes, I have to have dreams! I can't give up. I will definitely be able to pass the Elementary Scholar examination…" The white-haired old man held his manuscript and looked at the bright red comments on it. Tears streamed down his face.

There was actually a trace of the Great Spirit surging from his body.

This aura was not strong, but it was extremely dense.

"I've been studying for 60 years. I write every day. Outsiders only say that I'm a rotten Confucian. Today, there's a teacher who recognizes my talent.

"Haha, we're scholars, but we have dreams. Why should we care about what others think?"

The person next to the white-haired old man looked at him with tears in his eyes. Seeing that he was flipping through the book in his hand, he muttered. When he reached the last page of the book, the old man's breath quickened and his face turned red.

A strong Great Spirit suddenly burst forth from his body.

"Having experienced ups and downs, I'm still a young man!

"Haha, Having experienced ups and downs, I'm still a young man!

"Zhao Daosheng comprehended it today…"

"Boom!"

The dense Great Spirit and the purple light pillar intertwined and shot into the sky.

The dazzling light made it difficult for countless people to open their eyes.

Student, Graduate, Scholar, Grandmaster!

One step to the fourth level. The Great Spirit superimposed and the pillar of light was like a galaxy!

A young man in a white robe stood in the pillar of light. His eyes were bright and his expression was calm. He bowed to the carriage in front of him.

Zhao Daosheng of the Lotus Field Academy studied hard for 60 years and advanced four levels in a single step. He went straight from a student to a Confucianist Grandmaster and returned to his beginnings and his youth.

Who wasn't a teenager at heart?

In the carriage, Mu Wan looked at the golden aura in her senior brother's hand that was constantly changing.

Han Muye had a smile on his face. His gaze passed through the golden aura, and vast power surged from his body.

"Using the body to advance the Dao and borrowing the power of the heavens, this is the Big Yellow Court."

He put away the golden aura and chuckled. "It's not a loss to spend some Great Spirit to infuse a grandmaster and deduce the cultivation method of the Big Yellow Court."