Chapter 126 126. Jixia Academy, Monk Botao
Looking at the explanation of [The Enfeoffed King Fire], it is basically certain that this is what the old voice said when he entered the Taixu Realm.
The flame separated from the supreme flame burns with the fire of ambition.
Most of the things that can appear in the opening description are important items.
And for some reason, when Mo Hao approached the flame, he subconsciously felt that this thing was very important to him.
This so-called [Wang Fire] was probably related to his job transfer mission. Although it was just a guess without evidence, Mo Hao naturally felt this way.
After putting away the [King Fire], Mo Hao looked at the big cauldron.
[The broken tripod: a symbol of royal power, one of the seven tripods that princes should have. With the loss of territory, the last king had only the last symbol left to maintain his face. With the loss of territory, even the final ability to communicate with the gods disappeared. 】
Ding, a cooking utensil, is a traditional important vessel, a symbol of the country and power, and is also an important ritual vessel for worshiping gods.
This tripod should be the last dignity of the last king of Jiang Qi. Judging from the text description, it seems that with the support of the territory, it still has the ability to communicate with the gods.
It's just that this is of no use to explorers in the Taixu Realm.
At least Mo Hao couldn't see that this thing, whose symbolic meaning was greater than its actual meaning, had any special effect on him.
But this thing is a trophy after all, and it would be a pity to throw it away. If you want to carry it with you, this thing is too big.
As if sensing Mo Hao's distaste for being too big, the cauldron began to shrink on its own, and in less than a moment it shrunk to the point where it could be lifted with one hand.
In addition to these two things, Qi Kanggong left behind his bronze sword. Mo Hao picked it up and looked at it for a few times before throwing it to Su Zhilan.
"See if it works."
There is no information that can be converted from the bronze sword, and the weapon needed to transform the ax fist is an axe, or even a heavy weapon such as a sledgehammer. A simple bronze sword is really not of much use to Mo Hao. .
Su Zhilan took the bronze sword, closed her eyes and felt the sword's meaning, and couldn't help but admired, "What a sword, much better than the one I have."
Weapons and armor-type secret treasures have almost no restrictions in the Taixu Realm, are relatively universal, and have relatively high output.
At the same time, the danger level of this Taixu Realm far exceeded the limit that the candidates could bear. Even if she acted together with Mo Hao, Su Zhilan had to work hard to improve her own strength, so she did not refuse.
With the death of Qi Kanggong, the diffuse white mist gradually began to occupy all the fields of vision. Mo Hao only felt that a repulsive force was beginning to emerge from this place, trying to exclude the two of them.
After experiencing dizziness again, the surrounding environment changed again. This time, a stone road appeared under my feet, going straight forward, and I didn't know where it was going.
Walking along the road, you will soon see a city.
Due to the erosion of Taixu Realm, explorers can clearly see the fonts in Taixu Realm.
Above the city wall, two huge fonts tell the name of the city - Linzi.
Linzi, the capital of Qi State.
[Wang Fire] began to beat violently, but did not ignite anything. It seemed to be venting anger, or planning to remind Mo Hao of something.
As the two of them moved forward, the dense fog gradually dissipated, and the field of vision began to broaden.
There were several staggering figures at the city gate. Su Zhilan subconsciously drew out her flying sword and tried to attack, but Mo Hao held them down first.
"Don't show any hostility yet, this place is a little different."
Compared with the previous area, this place still had a vague aura of people. Mo Hao didn't know how to describe that feeling.
If the previous areas were chaotic and full of hostility, this place still gave him a sense of residual order. It's like some kind of [safe zone] concept.
When the white mist completely dissipated, the two of them could see clearly that the shambling figures were not the mummies, but human beings.
After the people under the city gate discovered Mo Hao, they just glanced at him and then ignored him and went about their own business.
"It seems there is no malicious intent here. Don't take the initiative yet."
In an area where there is no danger, it is not a good habit to take the initiative to create danger, especially when the people here seem to be non-aggressive and there is a high possibility of communication.
However, Mo Hao did not rush into Linzi City, but looked around as if he was looking for something. Soon he found what he was looking for, "I found it, follow me."
There is a road near the city gate. Following the road, you will soon see walls and ditches.
Then we saw the dilapidated ruins.
Arrows were nailed to the door, and there were traces of swords scratching elsewhere. It was obvious that a military disaster had occurred here.
In other words, a catastrophe.
"here it is……"
"Jixia Academy."
The Tian Qi Institute is the earliest government-run institution of higher learning in the world, as well as the earliest academy of social sciences and government think tank in China.
The first special form of higher education institution organized by the government and hosted by private parties. This rare and spectacular "Content of a Hundred Schools of Thought" in the history of academic thought was centered on Jixia Academy in the State of Qi.
As the center of academic debate among hundreds of schools of thought at that time, it effectively contributed to the formation of academic debate throughout the world.
It's just that the current Jixia Academy is just in ruins, and it doesn't have the grand occasion of a hundred schools of thought contending in the past.
Mo Hao guessed that the Jixia Academy in front of him was probably in the state after Qin destroyed Qi.
The time and space of this Taixu Realm is completely chaotic, so Qi Kangzheng is boiling the sea to make salt in the seaside salt pond, the Qi regime in Linzi Neitian is still running, and the Jixia Academy is the ruins after Qin destroyed Qi.
He even felt that according to the degree of chaos of time and space in this Taixu realm, he might not be able to encounter a strange situation where all the sages of hundreds of schools of thought survived.
Mo Hao looked around, looking at the ruins with nothing left, and hesitantly asked Su Zhilan next to him, "Do you think it's possible if I plan to rebuild Jixia Academy?"
Among the milestones was [Rebuilding Jixia Academy], and Mo Hao was still inclined to complete it if possible.
But soon, his question was completely rejected.
"Haha, in the past Tian Qi served various scholars as "officials", "received the salary of senior officials", and allowed sages to "discuss instead of governing" and "discuss state affairs without holding office".
"In this way, there will be a situation where hundreds of schools of thought are contending in the Jixia Academy, and what do you have in your hands that can compare to the rich and wealthy King of Qi who is making gold every day?"
The person who spoke was not Su Zhilan. Following the voice, Mo Hao saw a familiar figure who was short and fat.
A figure that could not have appeared here.
"Who are you……"
"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am. If you have to call me by a name, you can call me Monk Botao."
The fat-headed and big-eared monk, who was wearing linen clothes and a face mask on his head, with a pinwheel stuck in his back, smiled and stretched out his hand to Mo Hao, "I'm so thirsty, so thirsty. Can you give me some wine?"
(End of chapter)