In the woods, Han Zhou glanced at everyone. Now everyone is on a large grassland and can barely see himself.

Han Zhou opened the field and flew up in the field.

This is the secret that Han Zhou discovered during his training in the field.

You are invincible in the field and naturally you can fly.

"What are you practicing Confucianism for?"

The people in front of them looked at each other in a glance.

The Confucian scholar named Li, with blood on the corner of his mouth: "Be stronger!"

"Okay, get stronger."

Han Zhou nodded: "Scholars have four purposes for reading."

"Cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern the country, and pacify the world!"

"Cultivate yourself and make yourself stronger!"

"Strengthen the great generation and be on par with the aristocratic family!"

"Govern the country and benefit all the people!"

"Put down the chaotic times and conquer the world"

"I dare not forget my worries about the country because of my low position, so..." Han Zhou paused:

"From today, this place is called Jixia Academy!"

Jixia? Academy?

Many people then thought it through, Han Zhou was really playing.

Han Zhou glanced at these people.

Many people have not even reached the foundation-building stage. After all, the minimum access standard for the super-level examinations before the eight colleges and eight colleges is the foundation-building stage, but ordinary universities do not have this restriction.

Han Zhou raised his hand and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Start writing poetry.

[The forest is dark and the grass is shocked, and the general leads his bow at night.

Pingming searched for white feathers and sank into the stone edges.]

【The song with Zhang Pushe】

Li Guang condensed in the void and shot out with an arrow!

With Han Zhou's current ninth-level scholar's strength, this arrow is extremely powerful!

A single arrow penetrated into the surface, leaving a huge gully that was three meters wide, one meter deep, and ten meters long on the ground.

The earth, stones and trees along the way turned into flying ashes and were crushed into powder by ink.

Many Confucian scholars' pupils shrink slightly.

"this……"

“So strong!”

"This arrow can kill a hundred me!"

"Is this the power of Confucian and Taoist poetry? This..."

They had never seen such a powerful Confucian scholar.

Original Wenshan? Isn’t this the original poem written by Teacher Han in front of you?

Confucianism and Taoism have declined to this level, and there are still people with outstanding talents who are willing to become Confucian scholars?!

Han Zhou put his hands in his sleeves, not caring about his personal image at all: "Learn this trick, you can barely fight with ordinary college entrance examination candidates for the super-level exam, and you can roughly reach the fifth level of the scholar's combat power."

"Today, I will assign you two homework."

"First, practice this poem, and secondly, bring a stone brick that is fifty centimeters long, thirty centimeters wide and twenty centimeters high early tomorrow morning."

"I'll keep crossing here."

"Okay, let's start."

After Han Zhou finished speaking, he landed on a tall, flat rock at the top and closed his eyes.

What can Han Zhou teach? It is relatively basic to start teaching from a scholar.

As for the child here...

If you cannot advance to a scholar within the baptism of Wenqu Star, it means that it is not suitable for Confucianism and Taoism at all.

In ancient times when Confucianism and Taoism were prosperous, there were still many people who could not get into scholars. Han Zhou was just here to be a teacher, not a genetic engineer.

Han Zhou, who closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, began to recall the things he had started to struggle, survive and practice since childhood.

There is no easy thing in the world.

Perhaps the answer to Han Zhou’s current difficulties is in his past experience.

Han Zhou did nothing, just recalling the past here.

Clarify the past bit by bit.

Han Zhou started with memories, or even traveled through time, and was an orphan.

Han Zhou still remembers that when he couldn't speak, an older sister picked him up and raised him.

The child's mind is too fragile. Han Zhou's memory is already blurred. He can't remember the big sister's appearance, but only remembers the voice.

Han Zhou remembered that when he was three years old, his elder sister went out in the morning and did not come back in the evening.

Han Zhou, who was extremely hungry, walked onto the street and asked for food.

With the adult soul tense, Han Zhou couldn't pretend to be pitiful.

Others don’t know what Han Zhou, who is only knee-high, is looking at.

However, Han Zhou was staring at other children and was hit by a big fight while eating candy.

That day, I was so hungry that I couldn't help it.

The next day, I was so hungry that I had no energy at all.

The next day, Han Zhou decided to go to the garbage dump to pick up food instead of begging for food. Han Zhou guarded a trash can and lived like this.

One day, Han Zhou couldn't find anything to eat in the trash can, and suddenly remembered something.

The garbage must be transported away.

Finding a large garbage station makes it much more consuming than a garbage bin.

On that day, Han Zhou arrived at the port garbage dump.

Han Zhou saw with his own eyes that a garbage bug killed another garbage bug.

Han Zhou looked at the meat and moved the beast's thoughts for the first time.

But Han Zhou held back.

Before death, it was a garbage worm, and after death, it was called a human corpse.

Since the age of three, Han Zhou has only picked up food in the garbage dump, and no one has fought with Han Zhou.

Other garbage bugs and Han Zhou are not on the same track.

The ones who competed with Han Zhou were three dogs.

When I was seven years old, the third dog tasted so beautiful.

Han Zhou also left the track of picking up garbage and eating.

He started to look for things that were of some value, sold to scrap purchase stations, then exchanged food, saved a little money, and did some things that had to be done.

For example, reading and recognizing words, trying to cultivate immortality to open up spiritual roots, cultivating Confucianism, and planting the seeds of literary and Taoism.

When you and others enter the same track, it is not far from being beaten.

Seven-year-old Han Zhou is skinny and has an adult consciousness. He often plays with his peers.

However, Han Zhou had no choice but to face someone who was bigger than himself and was unreasonable.

What? Are you good at fooling around? Can you say it is so vague?

Before you open your mouth, your face is already swollen.

It was at that time that Han Zhou met Lao Wangtou.

At Lao Wangtou, Han Zhou saw his card friends talking about the spaceship dumping garbage.

Han Zhou suddenly realized that domestic garbage, compared with spaceship garbage, is real garbage.

And the spaceship garbage is a treasure!

After stepping into the field of cultivation resources and garbage.
To be continued...