Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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Is he going to take Qi Chang as his disciple?

Mr. Green Vine really wants to take in disciples!

By the river bank, Qi Chang threw away the wine cup in his hand, got up, and bowed repeatedly in the direction of the immortal ship.

His face was no longer as calm as before as he muttered to himself.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir…"

No one cared about his loss of composure.

Today, he might be a student in dire straits, but tomorrow, he might be a disciple of a great scholar.

Life had changed so much. Who could remain calm?

"It hasn't been easy for Qi Chang…" The young men who were obviously Qi Chang's classmates said.

A few of them spoke one after another, recounting Qi Chang's experience.

This student from Lakeview County was a genius when he was young. He could write poetry at the age of seven or eight.

However, Confucianism in Lakeview County was backward. By the age of 14 or 15, Qi Chang felt that he could not learn much.

He left his hometown and went to the Imperial City 300,000 miles away.

He had been gone for 13 years.

In the past 13 years, he had never returned to Lakeview County.

The Imperial City Academy listened in. The larger academies in the city studied and served as instructors in the smaller academies.

Qi Chang's path to learning was firmer and more arduous than most people.

This was a respectable ascetic.

Such people might be everywhere around everyone.

Their talent and ability were not stronger than his, but he had been studying hard.

When the opportunity came, such a person would soar into the sky.

Just like Qi Chang today.

On the immortal ship, on the pleasure boat, and on the riverbank, there were envious whispers everywhere.

To be able to become the first disciple that Mister Green Vine had accepted was a rare opportunity.

On the riverbank, Bai Tao took out the book that Han Muye had annotated. Looking at the red words, he sighed and sent it back.

"Brother Bai, if Mr. Mu Ye gives your book to Mr. Green Vine, I'm afraid this glory will be yours," a young man in a green robe said bitterly.

"Didn't you say that you're an old acquaintance of Mr. Mu Ye's follower?" The other young man had a faint smile on his face.

Bai Tao shook his head and said calmly, "I know my limits."

"My bullshit article will dirty Mr. Green Vine's eyes."

The surrounding people looked at each other in a daze and turned their heads away.

How self-aware.

"Mr. Green Vine, what do you think of my son?" At this moment, on the deck of the immortal ship, a great scholar couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Green Vine, take in your eldest nephew."

"Quick, show Mr. Green Vine the article you wrote."

…

For a moment, it was clamorous on the deck.

So what if he was a Great Scholar? At this point, who wouldn't fight for it?

Xu Wei was a rare Confucian genius. To be able to receive his teachings, one had to be outstanding.

Xu Wei stood there with a pile of books in his hand and a wry smile on his face.

Han Muye took a step forward and said loudly, "Everyone, it's unrealistic for Mr. Green Vine to choose a disciple among these countless students. Why don't we help him?"

He looked ahead and pointed. "I've read the articles on the three pleasure boats in the southeast. There are some that I like. I recommend them to Mr. Green Vine.

"In any case, the epiphyllum will only bloom at night. Everyone has nothing to do now, right?"

Helping to read the essays and books of those scholars on the pleasure boats?

The scholars on the deck looked at each other.

On the riverbank, everyone slowly stood up.

The Confucian scholars on the pleasure boats clenched their fists tightly, not daring to breathe loudly.

Can it be that my opportunity has come today?

The great scholar commented on the essays and recommended the good ones to Mr. Green Vine.

Was this an opportunity that could be exchanged for 3,000 spiritual rocks?

Without waiting for a response, Han Muye found an empty spot on the deck and sat down.

He stretched out his hand to call Chen Ru, who was standing not far away, and instructed him in a low voice.

Chen Ru quickly retreated and led a few young men and women in green to the pleasure boats in front.

The small boats came and went as if they were flying. Some of them went on the pleasure boats and gathered dozens of books and paper scrolls, while others went to various pleasure boats and riverbanks to deliver news.

When the young men and women on the boats returned to the immortal ship with the books, Han Muye had already placed a small table in front of him with brushes and ink on it.

Mu Wan took the books and spread them out in front of Han Muye.

At this moment, a light screen rose on the decks of all the pleasure boats.

The light screen was 30 to 50 feet tall, and it reflected Han Muye sitting in front of the small table.

Not only on the pleasure boats, but on the riverbank, there was a light screen a thousand feet away.

On the light screen, Han Muye and the words on the books in front of him could be seen clearly.

"Huo Yuntong from Qiyang Prefecture, instructor of Guanlin Academy.

"These words are not bad.

"Light food notes?

"People say that everything in the world can be eaten. That's bad. All things have spirits and are self-generating. How can we eat lightly…

"These notes are not bad. The writing is neat and orderly. How should we change it?"

…

On the pleasure boats, the immortal ship, and the riverbank, everyone watched curiously as Han Muye's red ink brush landed.

"All things are light and all spirits are important. It's wonderful to eat lightly.

"It's too much to say that. The galaxy is bright, and the song is just a song."

…

On the third floor of the Cloud Brocade immortal Ship, Princess Yunjin leaned on the windowsill and looked at Han Muye seriously, feeling a little dazed.

Yunduan turned to look at her sister and then at the figure with the brush and ink. Her face revealed a complicated expression.

Back then, this person spent a night with my sister like this?

A serious man is the most charming. Which girl will not fall in love reading the annotations that night?

He's really a bad person.

Someone on the deck of the immortal ship exclaimed in a low voice, "Let's sing to our hearts' content. Such a line can be said to be the perfect finishing touch!"

This voice and scene were reflected by the light screen and transmitted to all the pleasure boats and riverbank.

"Even Grandmaster Xu Ao praised this line!" On a pleasure boat, someone whispered. Someone had already flipped the brush and paper in front of him and quickly copied it.

"With this change, the concept is sublimated!" On the riverbank, someone danced and shouted.

"Who's Brother Huo Yuntong from Qiyang Prefecture?"

"Is Brother Huo on our pleasure boat?"

People on the three pleasure boats shouted.

On a pleasure boat on the left, someone stood up with a chuckle and cupped his hands in all directions.

"Brother Huo is so talented!

"I'm Fu Zikun. I'm willing to pursue knowledge with Brother Huo."

"I'm Jin Keci from Tumen County. I want to ask Brother Huo for guidance."

…

​ On the pleasure boats, gazes fell on the light screen.

That light screen was a dragon's gate!

There were students with real talent who would soar into the sky today!