Flying into the immortal reincarnation

3

Whether it's Xu Xing or Hai Ge, neither of them is talkative and not very sociable.

After applying the medicine, Hai Ge blew out the oil lamp.

The two of them slept on the kang with their clothes on.

Xu Xing actually wanted to ask Hai Ge why he could "control the knife with qi".

However, he hesitated for a moment and still didn't open his mouth.

In this life, although he and Hai Ge were acquainted, he had never seen Hai Ge practicing martial arts, let alone accidentally witnessed that astonishing strike of Hai Ge during the day.

Breaking objects with qi is probably related to the inner family's unique skills.

This is even more precious than the stance work taught by Master Ma.

Asking about Hai Ge's family's unique skills, even if Xu Xing had no intention of coveting, but once the words were spoken, who knew if Master Ma would "treat him differently".

Everything requires careful consideration before taking action.

He was just a fellow Elder Brother like Master Ma.

Master Ma, the Red Stick of Xiaoyi Hall, in order to strengthen the power of Xiaoyi Hall and increase the success rate of the assassination mission of Governor Fang Yun a month later, passed on some of his martial arts to him.

If he guessed correctly, even if he mastered the stance work and was taught the Infinite Sword of Western Guanzhong, he still couldn't reach Master Ma's level because Master Ma had family-inherited inner strength.

Moreover, in just one month, even if he was a genius, he wouldn't be able to achieve much in cultivating inner strength.

It was still more important to avoid the inevitable death first.

Back in the real world.

Still in cell number 24 of the celestial prison in Fengxi Kingdom.

"The sun and stars are high in the sky"

"It's the first quarter of noon at the moment."

Looking out through the half-foot window of the prison cell, Xu Xing murmured.

Having lived in Fengxi Kingdom for nearly twenty years, like many ancient common people, he developed a biological clock. Just by looking at the sun, he could roughly know what time of the day it was.

The error was only less than one or two quarters.

In addition, by combining the shadow formed by the sunlight in the prison cell and the time when the prison guards checked in every day, the twelve two-hour periods of a day could also be roughly determined.

"Sure enough, it's a time ratio of one to five"

In the morning, the time when he entered the mirror world was probably the second quarter of Chenshi.

About two hours passed in the real world, while a whole day passed in the mirror world. Converted, it was a time ratio of about one to five.

"Then what is the other 'me' doing now?"

Xu Xing was puzzled.

His consciousness was immersed in the ancient bronze mirror.

A dynamic picture slowly emerged on the mirror surface.

In the dim earthen house, he and Hai Ge were sleeping next to each other.

Only the breathing fluctuations of the two of them were much faster than ordinary people, as if this movie had pressed a shortcut key.

He didn't rush to look away but kept looking at the mirror surface quietly.

The time flow in the mirror world was much faster than that in the real world.

When the time in the real world passed noon, the picture in the mirror world changed to the fifth watch of the day before dawn. According to the plot development, "Xu Xing" began to continue practicing stance work with Master Ma in the backyard.

And he was like a spectator.

"It seems"

"Even if my consciousness leaves the other me, he will still live a normal life."

"In the previous life, some scientists talked about parallel universes. The Xu Xing in the mirror should be another me in a parallel world, but this 'me' is now controlled by me."

Xu Xing withdrew his gaze from the mirror surface and thought secretly.

"But"

He took another look at the mirror surface that had turned into panel data.

Mirror Master: Xu Xing.

Dao Fruit: None.

World: The various heavens of the late Qing and early Republic of China.

Descent: Soul.

Time Flow Rate: One to Five.

Fate: Fatal Death (Gray).

The panel was simple and clear, at a glance.

"But when opening the next world, perhaps I will no longer descend to others in the form of a soul but directly cross to another world in the form of a physical body"

"It's good to descend in the form of a soul now."

"If I suddenly disappeared in prison, it would definitely attract the attention of the prison guards, and it would be difficult to explain then."

Xu Xing shook his head.

Footsteps were heard again in the corridor of the celestial prison.

"It's time to eat."

"Sir Su, Sir Xu"

The prison guard, Old Li, carried the food bucket. After giving Scholar Su a bowl of half-thick and half-thin rice porridge, he quickly walked to Xu Xing. First, he scooped him a bowl of thick porridge similar to rice, and then handed him a bowl of braised pork and two big white steamed buns.

"When your wife left this morning, she left a silver ingot."

Seeing Xu Xing's sullen face and his unwillingness to take the bowl, Old Li quickly explained.

Under normal circumstances, the daily food for prisoners in the celestial prison was only thin porridge and Chinese cabbage.

If the food was exquisite, it was mostly the last meal before execution.

"So that's how it is."

Xu Xing let out a sigh of relief and took the bowl.

Last night, all his "kindness" towards Zhao Yunniang was not in vain. Han Sui asked him to have an heir, intending to make him die soon, and certainly wouldn't let him eat meat and nourish his body next.

This silver ingot was probably Zhao Yunniang's private money.

Although prostitutes are heartless and actors are unrighteous.

But there is also a saying, one day of being husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness.

After a night of love, Zhao Yunniang did have a trace of affection for him after all.

After thanking the prison guard, Xu Xing also started to eat.

People are like iron, and food is like steel. A meal missed makes one hungry.

Inside the prison cell, although there were some leftover dishes and food from last night, he dared not touch these meals anymore. There was aphrodisiac Musk Dragon Powder in it, and his weak body couldn't withstand the second damage.

But just as Xu Xing had taken a few bites, he saw Scholar Su in the neighboring prison looking at him eagerly.

He smiled wryly, carried the braised pork and walked over.

And he gave Scholar Su a big white steamed bun.

Confucianism says, one does not tire of fine food and minced meat.

People like Scholar Su, who came from a prestigious and noble background, had never suffered the hardships of the celestial prison. The food he ate was even worse than that of ordinary common families.

Although there were people watching and silver was used.

But meat dishes like braised pork, Scholar Su could only have them once every ten days.

This wasn't because the Su family had no silver, but being in prison should look like being in prison. Eating once in a while was human nature, and the emperor would turn a blind eye when he heard about it.

But if one feasted in the celestial prison every day,

This was provoking the emperor!

The spies of the Night Patrol Division were also watching the sentries of the celestial prison. Every move of the criminal officials had long been recorded in the Impermanence Book of the spies of the Night Patrol Division.

"A meal of kindness. Su will surely repay you in the future."

After taking the steamed bun, Scholar Su said a brief sentence and then ate heartily.

He had just offended Xu Xing in the morning, but now Xu Xing didn't mind and repaid evil with kindness.

He remembered this kindness.

"Humph!"

The criminal official in the neighboring prison on the right snorted coldly and drank his thin porridge where even chopsticks couldn't stand.

It's not the scarcity but the inequality that is the problem.

Xu Xing curried favor with Scholar Su but ignored him. How could he feel comfortable in his heart.

"General Chang."

"Yours"

Seeing this, Xu Xing wasn't annoyed. He used another steamed bun to hold some braised pork and handed it to Chang Ji.

Chang Ji was a fifth-rank ** General. Because of the southern invasion of the Tartars in the seventeenth year of Chongming, Chang Ji avoided the battle and was thus imprisoned in the celestial prison by Emperor Chongming to be questioned for nearly three years.

If Xu Xing was close to his death at this moment, he would not bother with Chang Ji no matter what.

Unlike Scholar Su, Chang Ji would not have a day of being reinstated.

Chang Ji was not a famous general but just an ordinary general.

Scholar Su ranked among the top five in the Fengxi Kingdom, and was a friend of Prime Minister Ouyang. His colleagues, fellow villagers, and friends were all over the court and the countryside. It was only a matter of time before he was rescued.

But Chang Ji didn't mean he was useless to Xu Xing at this time.

To be able to become a fifth-rank ** General, Chang Ji was definitely an elite talent of Fengxi Kingdom. He was venturing in the copy world at this moment, and maybe he would need Chang Ji's help at some point.

Relationships are built gradually. One can't wait until the last minute to ask for help.Chang Ji gave Xu Xing a surprised look.

He basically had no hope of being reinstated for the rest of his life.

Even the prison guards looked down on him by three points.

The thin porridge he was given every day had the least amount of rice grains, almost like clear water with few ingredients.

The standard of porridge given to disaster victims outside was better than the thin porridge he ate every day.

Xu Xing sharing his meal with him was beyond his expectation.

"Chang remembers this."

Chang Ji took a deep look at Xu Xing and accepted the steamed bun and meat handed by Xu Xing.

He hadn't tasted meat for nearly three years.

Xu Xing giving braised pork to Scholar Su was like adding flowers to a brocade.

But for him, it was like sending charcoal in the snow.

Just a bowl of braised pork and two steamed buns earned him the gratitude of two criminal officials.

Xu Xing felt it was a great gain.

After eating the meat and drinking the thin porridge.

He lay on the wheat straw and continued to sleep to conserve his energy.

The daily life of prisoners in the celestial prison was like this, eating and sleeping every day. Maybe some people who just entered the celestial prison would still practice martial arts and act as if they were unwilling to degenerate.

But as time passed, they would gradually follow the trend.

Not to mention Xu Xing was sentenced to death.

So, no one would suspect him for acting in such a degenerate manner.

However, in fact, the moment he lay down on the wheat straw, Xu Xing had entered the mirror world again.

Although "the other me" would practice martial arts on his behalf, after careful consideration, Xu Xing gave up this shortcut and chose to endure the hardships of practicing martial arts.

Practicing the horse stance and stance work is not only to lay a solid foundation but also to train the perseverance of the martial artist.

That is the so-called ability to resist attacks.

Otherwise, if someone punches you or cuts you with a knife and you can't bear the pain and lose your concentration, on the battlefield filled with swords and guns, maybe just in an instant, your life will be lost.

Moreover, every time he practiced martial arts, he had certain gains in the details.

These gains might not be of much use now, but in the future, they might be of great use.

The ancients said: A tiny difference can lead to a huge error!

After this.

Xu Xing's daily routine was very regular.

He returned to the celestial prison at the right time, shared food with his cellmates, and then returned to the copy world to practice basic stance work.

But he also didn't forget to look for opportunities to avoid the fatal disaster.

Finally, his efforts paid off.

During a trip to Jingyang County to purchase supplies, he saw a building with stone brick flooring, white walls and black tiles, which was different from others.

When he walked to the front door and looked up, there was a horizontal inscribed board on the gate tower with the four characters "Weijing Academy" written on it.

There were also many engraved stones near the gate tower.

The handwriting on one of the engraved stones caught Xu Xing's attention.

It read: "Don't take empty talk as learning, and don't take empty talk as teaching."

Another engraved stone read: "When not in class, focus on practical learning."

"Practical learning? Weijing Academy?"

Xu Xing fell into deep thought.

When it comes to Weijing Academy, perhaps few people know about this academy. It was not as famous as Gujing Jingshe and Xuehaitang in practical education in the late Qing Dynasty. But when the name Liu Guyu was mentioned, maybe most people had an impression.

One of the leaders of the Reformists, and was known as "Kang in the South and Liu in the North" along with Kang Mingyi.

Weijing Academy later became the memorial ancestral hall of Liu Guyu.

Liu Guyu was also the master of the Saint of Calligraphy, Yu Youren.

Yu Youren later changed his name to "Liu Xueyu".

Foolishness is the same as wealth. Learning from foolishness is learning from wealth.

Now it's the 22nd year of Guangxu, which is 1897 in the Gregorian calendar.

The Qing court hadn't fled westward, and Liu Xueyu hadn't presented a petition to the governor of Qin Province to kill the Western Empress Dowager.

At the same time, the current dean of Weijing Academy is the renowned Liu Guyu at home and abroad.

Xu Xing didn't expect that after he thought he had crossed into Fengxi Kingdom, the history major he studied in undergraduate school would be of no use at all. Who would have thought that the mirror world would open up.

There was actually some use for it.

"Life, fate, feng shui, accumulating virtue, studying"

"Name, appearance, respecting gods, making noble friends, self-cultivation"

"It seems that if I want to change my fate, Weijing Academy is my chance."

Xu Xing looked at the scholars in long gowns coming and going inside and outside the academy and made up his mind.

Studying is undoubtedly the best way to change one's fate.

As for whether the Elder Brothers Society would prevent him from studying at Weijing Academy?

There's no need to worry about this.

Once joining the Elder Brothers Society and becoming a brother, basically this life is ** to oppose the Qing Dynasty. Among the new troops in Qin Province, many officers are members of the Elder Brothers Society and are deeply hidden. Xu Xing has also met several in the past few days.

If Xu Xing really had the ability to stand out through studying, the Elder Brothers Society would not only not obstruct him, but on the contrary, would promote him to a higher rank and improve his position. If he was capable, maybe they would even give him a position of incense master.

Three days later.

Xu Xing took out his accumulated private money, rented a long gown, and stepped into Weijing Academy.

In the past few days, he had found out that Weijing Academy constantly recruited outside scholars seeking knowledge and did not reject anyone.

Of course, Weijing Academy didn't accept just anyone.

Those accepted were all scholars.

Scholar, what is a scholar? Only those with academic honors can be called scholars.

But there were also exceptions.

As long as the knowledge of practical learning was solid and passed the assessment of the academy, the academy would also accept them.

After all, most scholars who specialized in practical learning were not successful in the imperial examinations.

With a long gown, although Xu Xing's complexion was a little dark and his appearance looked like that of a poor family in this life, the passing scholars, servants, and instructors didn't stop him and let him enter the academy.

Crossing the door painted with tung oil and bypassing the corridor near the screen wall.

Once passing the screen wall, two Fulen gates appeared in front of him.

The left door was hung with "Renew Daily", and the right door was hung with "Be Agile".

Xu Xing, who had inquired about the reality of Weijing Academy, knew that "Renew Daily" and "Be Agile" each represented a study room, namely, the Renew Daily Study Room and the Be Agile Study Room.

This method of dividing study rooms originated from the teaching method of dividing study rooms by Hu Ai of the Song Dynasty.

Both the Renew Daily and the Be Agile study rooms taught practical learning.

However, there were also differences between these two study rooms. In addition to teaching practical learning, the Renew Daily Study Room also taught some knowledge of the eight-part essay writing.

In the 24th year of Guangxu, Yu Youren was able to achieve the first place in the annual examination at the Gongyuan in Qin Province, which was inseparable from the teaching of the eight-part essay writing at Weijing Academy.

"Enter the Renew Daily Study Room or the Be Agile Study Room"

Xu Xing hesitated.

Entering the Be Agile Study Room to specialize in practical learning was within his ability.

But entering the Renew Daily Study Room would require him to divide his attention and learn the eight-part essay writing.

"Enter the Renew Daily Study Room!"

He quickly made up his mind and stepped into the Renew Daily Study Room.

The Qing Dynasty still had more than twenty years of rule. The Reform Movement and the reform of the imperial examination were not something that could happen in a short time. If he wanted to change his fate, he had to seize a high position.

And the eight-part imperial examination was undoubtedly a shortcut in life and should not be underestimated.

"Who are you?"

Seeing a strange scholar step into the side room, Instructor Wang, who was sitting at the desk and on the straight-backed chair in the room, couldn't help frowning.

There were about more than two hundred scholars in Weijing Academy, and he remembered the faces of each scholar by heart.

But Xu Xing was strange.

However, he spoke politely, not causing people to feel disgusted