After the young man entered the Duty Hall and registered his name, Lin Fan followed him out again. The two walked along the road in front of the Duty Hall to the left.
After turning a corner.
When they walked to the left, what appeared in front of them was a long circular corridor, the edges of which were separated by twenty feet.
There was a red pillar, and between every two pillars, there was also an arch.
They walked along the corridor, passing by arches and pillars. Lin Fan discovered that in every arch, there was a small courtyard. It seemed that this was the living quarters of the disciples of the academy.
In terms of scale.
There were no less than a hundred such small courtyards. It could be seen that there were more disciples of Yue Academy than the rumors said.
After walking for a long time.
At the end of the corridor, there was an incomparably tall white wall. Below, there was a large door, two thick wooden doors.
It was ten feet high, and one had to look up to see. It was unknown where such a huge piece of wood was found.
The young man turned a blind eye to this, probably because he was numb to it. His face did not have the slightest change of expression like Lin Fan. He was expressionless, and walked straight out of the door.
Lin Fan hurriedly followed.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, Lin Fan felt suddenly enlightened.
His mind was opened. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and was stunned.
In front of him.
It was almost a legendary fairyland.
A huge square, the ground was paved with white jade, shining brightly. At a glance, it made people feel small. White clouds in the distance.
Like a veil, they were floating in the middle of the square.
From time to time, there would be light smoke floating up from the ancient cauldron. The smell was clear and did not dissipate.
"This way."
Seeing Lin Fan surprised, the young man revealed a smile on his face. He let him look for a while, then woke him up and continued to walk forward.
And right in front of them was the main hall of the academy.
The two continued to walk forward.
Walking past the high stone steps, they saw a golden plaque in the distance, with the words "Hall of Supreme Melody" written on it.
Arriving in front of the majestic main hall, he saw that the door was wide open, and there was plenty of light inside. Behind the front of the hall, there was a dignified Confucian in white robes.
A person sat upright on a meditation cushion at the center of the hall. He had a ruddy complexion, white hair, a dignified appearance, and a sage-like bearing. Moreover, he revealed a dense scholarly aura.
His expression was tranquil and peaceful, as if he was an eminent monk who stood aloof from worldly affairs. However, there was an imposing aura between his brows that made people not dare to look directly at him.
"Come in with me!" The young man reminded and took the lead to enter.
Lin Fan followed.
Lin Fan followed the young man into the Hall of Supreme Melody. He released his divine perception to observe the old monk who was sitting cross-legged. He was surprised to find that the old monk's cultivation base had already reached the peak of Nascent Divinity realm, a half-step Immortal realm.
Moreover, this Confucian scholar's Internal Breath was very deep and profound, but it also gave people a feeling of modesty. Lin Fan thought that this old Confucian scholar must be the legendary Old Master, the dean of the Headmaster Academy.
As expected.
The young man stepped forward and bowed deeply. "Master, Lin Fan has been brought here." However, he did not mention Princess Hua Shao.
He only handed Huang Ce's handwritten recommendation letter to the old Confucian scholar.
Then, the young man introduced the old Confucian scholar to Lin Fan. "This is the dean of the academy, Old Master."
The old man read the letter but didn't mention Princess Hua Shao. He just stood up from the praying mat and stared at Lin Fan. His eyes were warm and bright, but they were also as bright as torches, giving people a kind of sharp ability to see through everything.
Lin Fan cupped his fists and said, "I've long heard of Old Master's great name. Seeing you today, you really are like a god."
Lin Fan's words were slightly sarcastic, but there was no flaw in it. Therefore, Lin Fan could not find a reason to argue with him. He smiled gently and said, "The head of Jingye, the favorite of His Majesty, the head of Xianxia, and the head of the Supreme … You, Lin Fan, live up to your reputation!"
"Old Master, you flatter me. Compared to Old Master, I'm like a fluorescent light compared to the moon and the stars. One is on earth, and the other is in the sky. The difference is like heaven and earth …" Seeing that Old Master was mocking him, Lin Fan also mocked him. In any case, he was born with a glib tongue. How could he be afraid of this Confucian scholar?
"Haha.
Alright, if we continue to compliment each other like this, I'm going to have goosebumps. "
Old Master waved his hand and smiled bitterly. "Lin Fan, let's get back to business. You want to join the academy to further your studies, right?"
"Yes," Lin Fan said.
"Yes.
Actually, as early as half a month ago, Huang Ce told me that you wanted to join the academy.
He said that he would recommend you, but there are rules in the Headmaster Academy. Even though you have the Emperor's recommendation, you still have to go through me. "
"Uh." Lin Fan was stunned.
"You want to test me, right? Go ahead."
"Yes.
Very good. "
Old Master looked impressed. He stroked his beard and said, "Lin Fan, I'm sure you know that our academy is very strict when it comes to selecting students. We want people who have reached a certain level of strength, cultivation, and literary attainment. We don't need to test your cultivation anymore. Now, I want to test your literary attainment …
When it came to literature, there was no clear yardstick to define it.
I'll grade you based on your performance. If you can get 60 points, you can enter the academy.
If you can't, then I'm sorry. Please leave. We won't accept you … "
Seeing that Old Master was being a little long-winded, Lin Fan did not wait for him to finish and said, "If I can't pass, I'll leave immediately."
"Very well." Old Master nodded and gave the young man a look.
The young man explained to Lin Fan, "Now, we'll test your literary attainment. There are two parts to the test. The first part is couplets. I'll give you the first part, and you'll give me the second part. The second part is to compose a poem. Within the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, you'll compose a poem on your own … Do you understand?"
Lin Fan nodded.
He understood.
The young man said, "Alright, let's start the couplets. My first part is, 'Spring blooms over a thousand mountains' …"
Lin Fan thought, 'This question is too easy. It's too insignificant compared to the thousands of years of literature in China.' He thought for a moment and said, "Flowers bloom over a thousand miles."
The young man didn't expect Lin Fan to answer so straightforwardly and accurately. His literary skills were probably the best among the students who had participated in the competition in the past.
He looked at Old Master, asking for his opinion.
Old Master stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, indicating that he passed.
The young man then went into the inner hall and took out a brush, ink, paper, and an incense burner. He placed them on a table and helped Lin Fan grind the ink and lit an incense stick. Then he said to Lin Fan, "Alright, the second part begins. You have to compose a poem within the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn."
Lin Fan nodded.
Without saying anything, he walked directly to the table and took a deep breath. Then he picked up the brush and wrote a poem on the rice paper.
This poem was written in one go without any sloppiness. The old man and the young man were both stunned as they watched.
After the poem was completed, Lin Fan took a deep breath and put down the brush. He said to the young man, "It's done!"
The young man glanced at the incense on the table and saw that only one-fifth of it had been burned. His face was full of surprise and impatience as he walked to the table and read Lin Fan's poem. His face immediately showed amazement and he nodded to the Old Master.
Old Master saw his excited expression and said, "Read it to me."
The young man read, "The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be the frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, I bow my head and think of my hometown!"
After reading it, except for Lin Fan, the other two fell into deep shock. Even the calm Old Master.
At this time, he could not suppress the excitement in his heart. He clapped his hands and praised, "Wonderful, wonderful."
Then he stepped forward and took the poem from the young man's hand. After reading it carefully, he could not help but read it again. Then he held the poem and continued to praise it.
"This poem is simple and unpretentious, but it expresses a kind of artistic conception. The feeling of homesickness is vividly expressed in this poem. Wonderful, very wonderful …"
This poem was not written by Lin Fan. Lin Fan did not have such literary talent. This poem was written by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. Lin Fan just used Li Bai's poem for the exam.
After praising Lin Fan, the old master turned to look at Lin Fan. His eyes lit up and he was stunned. He said sincerely, "Lin Fan, your poem is too wonderful. To be honest, even I can't compose something like this.
Lin Fan, you have been admitted. Now, you are officially a student of the Headmaster's School … "
"Thank you, Old Master," Lin Fan said.
The young man standing on the side reminded, "Lin Fan, you should call him Master now …"
"Uh … Master!" Lin Fan cupped his hands and said.
The young man continued, "Newly admitted students need to kowtow to their master."
Lin Fan said, "I don't even kneel in front of the Emperor. If I kneel in front of Master, it will be difficult to explain to the Emperor."
Old Master waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. There is no need for those complicated formalities. Lin Fan's cultivation is profound and his literary talent is brilliant. I will make an exception for him. He doesn't have to kneel to me in the future."
A strange look appeared on the young man's face.
He was Old Master's first disciple and had been with him for almost 20 years. This rule had never been changed.
Unexpectedly, Lin Fan made an exception for him.
However, Lin Fan was indeed brilliant in literary talent. This was an indisputable fact.
Old Master was a person who cherished talents. It was reasonable for him to make an exception.
"However, nothing can be accomplished without rules." Old Master glanced at the three of them and reminded, "Don't let outsiders know about this."
"Yes," the young man said respectfully.
"Uh.
By the way, Lin Fan, let me introduce him to you.
This is my first student. His name is Fang Qiu. Let him take you to go through the admission procedures later … "Old Master pointed to the young man and said.
Hearing this, Lin Fan glanced at Fang Qiu. Only then did he understand why his cultivation was so profound.
It turned out that he was Old Master's first disciple. Among all the students in this school, Fang Qiu's cultivation should be the highest.
"Uh, hello, Senior Brother Fang," Lin Fan said.
Fang Qiu was a little flattered to hear Lin Fan call him Senior Brother. He immediately bowed back. "Hello, Junior Brother Lin."
"Haha, well, Fang Qiu.
Take Lin Fan to go through the admission procedures first, "Old Master said happily.
"Yes," Fang Qiu replied respectfully.
Then, Fang Qiu.
He left the Hall of Taiqu and went to the Duty Hall to go through the admission procedures.
It turned out that every disciple who entered the school would be assigned a small courtyard. This small courtyard was like a siheyuan, spacious and elegant.
It was quiet and tranquil, very suitable for cultivation and study of literature.
Teacher's College was like a university on Earth.
There was a cafeteria. Different from the cafeteria, the college also had an elixir room, a secret skill warehouse, and a martial arts practice field. The elixir room was used to store elixirs, and the secret skill warehouse was used to store books of magic and secret skills.
The martial arts practice field was used for students to learn from each other.
Fang Qiu knew that Lin Fan's status was very unusual and he was valued by Old Master. So, he did not dare to neglect him. He diligently went through all the procedures for him. At the same time, he introduced him to the geographical environment, major buildings, rules, and affairs of the college in detail.