Three days later.

In the rebuilt Great Hall of Taiyuan University.

Many monks were standing under a high platform, surrounded by water. They all looked excited and expected.

Among these people are not only students and teachers from Taiyuan University, but also some scholars who are not very advanced but have profound knowledge in arithmetic. In addition to the local monks in Xuantian City, there are also many people from other cities who come here because of their fame, many of whom

There is a scholar with a very high reputation. Normally, if you pick any one at random, you can make people exclaim in surprise, but now he just seems ordinary.

Many scholars gathered together to greet each other and communicate, which was very lively.

“What a great event!”

Among the crowd, some people couldn't help but sigh and said: "Just being able to meet so many seniors makes our trip worthwhile."

"Speaking of which, is the Laoshizi Xingluo Wanxiang algorithm really so magical? It can actually attract such attention from the seniors."

This monk came from a small place in Dazhou and was not well informed, so he did not know the real reason behind this grand event.

A well-meaning young man in gorgeous clothes answered his doubts: "My Taoist friends don't know that this algorithm is not only magical? It simply broke the framework of Taishang Sutra and became its own school. It convinced many lecturers of Taiyue College.

Even Zen Master Nian Suan is impressed by it!"

The monk was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Even Zen Master Nian Suan...it is so powerful?"

"Hehe, this is nothing. The most powerful one is actually the monk who spread this method, called Anle. Not only did he force everyone in Taiyuan College to call him their teacher, he also fought with the headmaster of Taiyuan College in the same place, and fought in the same place.

And win!

The young man became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "The battle between the two was extremely exciting. Every move was extremely sophisticated and powerful. In the end, they used ancient warfare techniques and transformed into giants to fight."

"The two sides fought for a full day and night, and even the Taiyuan Academy was wiped out!"

"Finally, the Holy Master reestablished the Taiyuan Academy, implored Anle to give lectures, and invited many people to attend the meeting, which led to the grand scene today."

Hearing these words, the nearby monks all looked shocked and longed for it, wishing they had not been able to witness this wonderful fight with their own eyes.

But some Taiyuan students looked strange and thought to themselves: "How could the two deans have been fighting for so long? Besides, even if the dean doesn't take action, doesn't Daoyou An also plan to teach us the Dharma?"

"This man's words... seem to be a bit exaggerated."

The young man didn't care about the opinions of others, and said proudly: "To be honest, the extravagant figure who is known as the best in the world in terms of the algorithm of Xingluo Wanxiang, is my second brother!"

Xuan Hui held his head high and spoke his name loudly with great pride.

"I am Anle's younger brother!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed and they were shocked. Since Anle is such an amazing talent, his brother is not an ordinary person.

Only some local students who were familiar with Xuan Hui's true nature turned black and were speechless.

Just when Xuan Hui was complacent and enjoying the admiration of everyone, a violent shock hit him on the forehead, knocking him unconscious.

Xuan Gongming bowed his hands to everyone and said apologetically: "My third brother lacks discipline. Please forgive me."

With that said, he dragged Xuan Hui away.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Xuan Hui closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be dead silently. Only two lines of clear tears flowed silently.

"My great reputation has been ruined in one day!"

"What's the point of living? It's better to die."

The little commotion caused by this episode only lasted for a short while and no one cared about it.

Because a monk wearing a monk's robe was slowly walking towards the high platform, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

With the appearance of this person, the entire venue quickly became quiet.

By the time he reached the top of the high platform, the surroundings were completely silent and extremely quiet.

People can't help but marvel at his handsomeness and youth, but they also know that he has talents countless times more precious than these two things.

Standing on the stage, Anle looked down at the crowd and saw the excitement or expectation on people's faces. He felt an indescribable feeling and thought to himself.

"Finally got here.

"This is just a small step for me, but maybe... a giant step for Zhou."

Anle calmed down his thoughts and started explaining the Zhoutian Xingluo Wanxiang Technique algorithm without saying any more nonsense.

"This method is used to calculate all phenomena based on the trajectory of the stars in the sky. Once fully mastered, you can calculate 90% of the magic in the world..."

Then, Anle goes from shallow to deep, from the first to the sixteenth chapter, explaining the details and ideas in detail.

In the first ten chapters, many students could barely understand it, but starting from the tenth chapter, the students began to look confused. Only those who were proficient in arithmetic could keep up. After that, every time Anle started to explain a new chapter, there would be a problem.

The batch of people cannot keep up with the ideas.

By the fourteenth chapter, only a few Shushu practitioners were still interpreting it, and by the sixteenth chapter, it was surprising that only Tianrenshan and Niansuan Zen Masters could understand part of the content.

But no matter who it was, everyone was fascinated by it, immersed in the mystery of arithmetic, and no one wanted to leave.

After Anle finished speaking sixteen chapters at once, it was already dark.

Several giants with divine light all over their bodies guarded the outside of the hall, guarding against the invasion of darkness.

After the words fell, everyone felt that their thoughts were still unfinished, and Anle had no intention of leaving. He said, "If you have any doubts, you can ask me, Zen Master Nian Suan and the Dean of the Imperial Academy."

"Those who have mastered a larger number of articles should give free guidance to those who have a smaller number."

"If any Taoist friend has a new insight, he can also go on stage and tell everyone about it. You need to know that Taoism can only become clearer and clearer through mutual exchanges and discussions."

The eyes of many monks were shining and their moods were agitated.

Anyone can see that this is a great opportunity!

Soon, several mathematicians asked Anle for advice, and Anle naturally told him everything he knew.

And these people were by no means idle people. The novel ideas that came up from time to time made even Anle amazed. He admired their fantastic ideas and made him improve again in arithmetic.

At first, people still focused on discussing algorithms.

But after the ancient ways of practicing warfare were explained on the Tianren Mountain stage, the event gradually turned into a discussion on various Taoist secrets.

The monks from each hall of Taixue took turns to take the stage and explain their understandings in front of everyone. Some casual cultivators who could not join the Taixue also stepped forward to share their opinions on magic. For a time, all kinds of unprecedented spells emerged.

, which has greatly benefited many monks.

The next day, lecturers and students from the Taixue General Academy rushed here and also participated in the discussion.

Two days later, Yuan Chudao couldn't hold himself back and expressed his views on combat skills outside the main hall. Mrs. Sang also shared the method of raising silkworms and making clothes using magic.

A few days later, the younger generation from various Taiyuan colleges rushed over to participate in the grand event.

With so many young talents gathered together, it naturally became more lively. By this time, the previous palace could no longer accommodate so many people. Tianrenshan had to demolish the wall of Taiyuan Academy and clear a large open space for the monks.

Discuss the Tao.

During this discussion, many monks sang and I came on stage. In this vigorous atmosphere, fresh creativity burst out. Anle sometimes proposed some new ideas from later generations, which made them enlightened, as if they had opened up a new world.

Open the door to a new world.

[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it is available on both Android and Apple.]

Unknowingly, in the eyes of everyone, this fellow Taoist An was already on the same level as Zen Master Nian Suan and Tian Ren Shan.

When Anle had some free time to rest, Xuan Gongming suddenly found him and said, "Second brother, there is a boy who wants to see you no matter what."

Although Anle welcomes anyone to ask him questions, if you bother him with some too simple questions, it will only waste everyone's time, so Xuan Gongming and the others are responsible for vetting people who want to see Anle.

"This boy seems to be a mortal. He has been waiting outside for three days and was discovered only after he fainted from hunger. Look..."

An Le raised his eyebrows in surprise, a little surprised, but still said: "Then invite him over."

Not long after, Xuan Gongming came to Anle with a short and thin boy.

The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His clothes were washed white and he was very simple. There was not much color on his face, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, which made Anle feel like he was seeing himself in the past.

An Le smiled gently and said, "What's your name? Why do you want to see me?"

"My name is Ling Xiaoyao! I have cultivated that kind of spiritual power!"

The boy's voice was hoarse, but he was very excited.

"What spiritual power..."

Before An Le finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly scanned Ling Xiaoyao's body with his spiritual consciousness and found that a divine treasure in his body had not been opened, and there were wisps of weak spiritual power wandering through his meridians!

This is different from the secret power hidden in the bodies of other monks in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it is the most orthodox method of cultivating immortals in later generations!

Anle was startled, looked at Ling Xiaoyao, and thought to himself: "If you don't count me and senior brother, is he the first immortal cultivator in this great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Doesn't it mean that he is the Taoist ancestor of those who cultivate immortality in later generations?"

"Or... am I the Dao Ancestor?"

An Le smiled and shook his head: "No, my qualifications are far from enough. The real Taoist should be Tianren Mountain."

He quickly calmed down and asked, "When did you learn this technique?"

Ling Xiaoyao's face turned slightly red and he said calmly: "I overheard it in the corner at the Dragon Banquet that day."

Obviously, with Ling Xiaoyao's family background and cultivation level, he was unable to participate in the All-Dragon Banquet. Anle stopped asking any more questions and just said: "The stage you are in now is called Qi training, as the name suggests..."
To be continued...