Chapter 110: Ancient Language Translation

It can be seen that the Third Elder appreciates Wuyu Daoist, probably because the Third Elder lacks what he envies others for having.

After saying goodbye to the Third Elder, Lu Yang came to Junzi Peak.

Junzi Peak is the territory of the Fourth Elder. The mountain is elegant and cool, like summer all year round. You can see pavilions and streams everywhere. The bamboo is green and straight. You can see that it is a good place for literati to stay and write poems. Even if the bamboo suddenly opens its mouth and recites two sentences of sage words, Lu Yang will not feel strange.

Having seen all kinds of strange things in the Dao Seeking Sect, Lu Yang's psychological quality has been exercised to a very powerful level.

Lu Yang also saw black and white iron-eating beasts rolling in the mountains, senior brothers drinking and having fun, splashing ink into paintings, and then drilling into the paintings to play with the people in the paintings. How comfortable.

The iron-eating beast also arched Lu Yang, almost arching Lu Yang into a big somersault. It was playing with Lu Yang. Lu Yang had something to do now, and after talking to the iron-eating beast, the iron-eating beast let him leave. Before leaving, he gave Lu Yang half a bamboo that he had gnawed.

"Senior brother, hello, may I ask where the Fourth Elder is?" Lu Yang held half a bamboo and asked respectfully in front of the painting. This senior brother has extremely high attainments in painting, almost reaching the point of being fake, which is very terrifying.

The painting senior brother heard Lu Yang's call and stretched out half his body from the painting: "Who are you?"

"Lu Yang."

The painting senior brother heard Lu Yang's name and suddenly realized: "Oh, I know you, the new Lu Yang, Yun Zhi's disciple."

"...It was the Eldest Senior Sister who accepted the disciple on behalf of the master. I am Wuyu Daoist's disciple." Lu Yang seriously corrected the senior brother's mistake.

"I am Ji Hongwen, who joined the Dao Seeking Sect in the same batch as the Eldest Senior Sister, and is the eldest disciple of the Fourth Elder." This senior brother has no airs and has no opinion because Lu Yang's cultivation is low.

"I have seen Senior Brother Ji." Lu Yang was surprised. He didn't expect Ji Hongwen to be in the same batch as the Eldest Senior Sister.

He only knew that Dai Bufan was in the same batch as the Eldest Senior Sister, the oldest disciple, whose cultivation was not much different from the elders, and he was very trusted by the Great Elder in handling things, and his prestige among the disciples was very high. Unexpectedly, he met another one now.

By analogy, this Senior Brother Ji's cultivation will not be too low.

The big shots that can't be seen in a city or a Jun outside can be seen everywhere in the Dao Seeking Sect.

"Want to see Master? Go,

Only then did Lu Yang notice that the painting did not just feature Ji Hongwen alone; there was also a stunningly beautiful woman.

The woman looked as if she had stepped out of a Jiangnan water town; her cheeks were flushed with a faint crimson, she was gentle and elegant, her smile was like a flower, her eyes were expressive, and her beauty was peerless. Her attire was even daringly revealing, making even a pure-hearted young man like Lu Yang blush.

"Haha, is she pretty? I painted her. Do you want me to paint one for you, too? She can even keep you company while you sleep at night," Ji Hongwen teased. Lu Yang shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this.

He needed to protect his kidney essence.

The beautiful woman was holding Ji Hongwen’s arm, looking at him with deep affection.

What Lu Yang did not know was that there were more people wanting to learn this trick from Ji Hongwen than there were wanting to learn the Third Elder's "Six Styles of Heaven-Shaking."

Under Ji Hongwen's guidance, Lu Yang arrived deep within the bamboo forest. To his surprise, there was a private school there, containing the Fourth Elder, who acted as a teacher; Man Gu, who was like rotten wood that could not be carved; and Passerby A, B, C, and D, who were listening to the lecture attentively.

The Fourth Elder was explaining the interpretation of an ancient text: "...Looking southwest from the pool, the path winds like a dog's teeth, visible and then hidden. Its banks are jagged and interlocking, and one cannot know its source... Come, Man Gu, you translate it. What does 'its banks are jagged and interlocking, and one cannot know its source' mean?"

Man Gu lowered his head, thought seriously for a moment, and said with a tone of certainty: "It means there are two dogs fighting on the bank, and no one knows why."

The Fourth Elder silently closed the ancient book, rolled up his sleeves, and took out a ruler.

Just as he was about to strike the back of Man Gu's hand, he remembered the sage's earnest teachings—to provide education for all without discrimination and to teach students according to their aptitude.

He had seen Man Gu's diligence in his studies; he was a good child. This translation must have been an accident. If I ask a simpler question and he gets it right, I won't have to hit him, which would also give me a way out.

"What is the meaning of the phrase, 'Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers born with a higher status?'"

According to historical records, when the Great Yu Dynasty collapsed one hundred thousand years ago, the princes and nobles of the Great Yu Dynasty stood up, raised their banners, and sought to reunify the world and restore the rule of the Great Yu Dynasty.

People firmly believed in the concept of bloodline, thinking that the bloodline of the Great Yu Dynasty was inherently noble. The claims of the princes and nobles won over a large portion of the populace.

But the ancestor of the Xia Di, who had suffered deeply under the tyranny of the princes and nobles, knew how rotten they were at their core. They were high and mighty, obsessed with pleasure, ignorant of the suffering of the common people, and unaware of the difficulties of cultivation. Each of them had been nourished by heavenly treasures since childhood, their cultivation bases soaring until they were practically heavenly treasures themselves. Even if such people could establish a new Great Yu Dynasty, it would soon rot away.

As a man of insight, the ancestor of the Xia Di raised his arms and shouted, "Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers born with a higher status?" It became a famous quote through the ages, passed down forever.

Even Man Gu, who came from the barbarian tribes, had heard this saying and felt immense admiration for the courage of the ancestor of the Xia Di.

"The meaning of this sentence is: Kings, nobles, generals, and ministers, do you have the guts?"

The room erupted in laughter.

The Fourth Elder no longer hesitated; he picked up the ruler and struck Man Gu's hand, causing him to wince in pain.

Man Gu still couldn't figure out what he had done wrong. The ancestor of the Xia Di had provoked the princes and nobles to their faces—what immense courage that was.

Could it be that this sentence didn't mean that?

Lu Yang stood at the door, listening to the lecture in silence, and mourned for Man Gu for three seconds.

Seeing this scene, Ji Hongwen shook his head and laughed: "I don't know what Junior Brother Man Gu is thinking. As an ancient barbarian, he ignores the peerless arts of the Third Elder and instead joins the Master's sect. He hasn't been hit less in this past year."

"But I've noticed that since he returned from his mission this time, his brain has been sharper than before. Do you know why?"

Lu Yang shook his head; how would he know?

"By the way, the way the Fourth Elder hits the hand seems to contain some kind of pattern. Is that my imagination?" Facing Senior Brother Ji's suspicious gaze, Lu Yang hurriedly changed the subject.

Senior Brother Ji looked at Lu Yang with slight surprise: "You didn't see wrong. This is actually a method to stimulate the bloodline, but it is too painful, and few people can endure it. The Master is using this way to activate Junior Brother Man Gu's ancient barbarian bloodline. By the way, don't tell Junior Brother Man Gu about this."

Lu Yang nodded.

"Once the Master finishes the lecture, you can find him."

After saying this, Senior Brother Ji left, holding the hand of the beautiful woman.

Class time always felt very long. Lu Yang listened at the door; the Fourth Elder had only been speaking for a quarter of an hour, but Lu Yang felt as if several hours had passed.

Finally, the Fourth Elder finished the class and encountered Lu Yang, who loved to ask questions.

"You're asking what kind of person that wicked, evil-doing, belly-full-of-bad-intentions Old Nine is?"

Lu Yang: "..."

Thank you, I think I already know what kind of person my Master is.