After Feng Hao left the ruins with the Sage of Calligrapher, he returned to the Martial Realm and finally saw the legendary Academy.
In fact, before coming here, Feng Hao had always been very confused about the definition of the Academy. The Martial Realm and the Academy were in conflict with each other. Perhaps the Martial Academy of the Martial Realm was more appropriate.
However, when Fenghao stepped into the Martial Realm, he also understood why the Martial Realm was called the Martial Realm. As he walked on the bustling street, he raised his eyes and looked around. Almost every ordinary person had a cultivation, and none of them were weak. As for the people in the Martial Realm, they were all dressed like scholars.
"Everyone in the Martial Realm cultivates martial arts. If this kind of power is condensed, it can be said to be extremely terrifying. Even the equally famous Taoist temple may not be able to resist it." Feng Hao sighed.
The Sage of Calligrapher and his party restrained their aura and looked like ordinary people. Some people who passed by them did not even recognize that the black-robed Sage of Calligrapher was the real expert in charge of the Academy.
Hearing Feng Hao's confusion, the Sage of Calligrapher also smiled indifferently and said softly, "Everyone in the Martial Realm cultivates martial arts. If they unite, they can indeed move unhindered throughout the Martial Continent, but what is the point of that?"
Fenghao stared blankly for a moment. It was difficult for one mountain to contain two tigers. Although he didn't know the origins of the Taoist temple and the academy, sooner or later, an intense war would break out between these two giants. The winner would be able to look down on the entire Zhenwu Continent. As for the loser, they would vanish into the long river of history.
"Although the Academy and the Taoist temple have different ideas, in essence, we all come from the same origin. From the handwritten notes of our ancestors, we know that we do not belong to the Martial Continent. In the distant past, our ancestors migrated to the Martial Continent in order to avoid a terrible thing." At this time, Wu Liang smiled and said, "Once the Academy and the Taoist temple break out in the war, it will also be a disaster for the Martial Continent.
"Is there no way to leave the Martial Continent?" Feng Hao frowned as he thought of this problem. There were still many things waiting for him in the Penglai world. If he was completely trapped here, it would be a huge problem.
"Do you know about the prophecy that has been circulating in the True Martial Continent?" The Sage of Calligrapher suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked at Feng Hao with a smile.
"Prophecy." Feng Hao was slightly stunned, and then he blurted out, "It's the Illusionary Martial that descends, and chaos is born. Once the Primordial Chaos appears, who can compete with it? When a Sovereign appears, and the Immortal Mansion appears, the True Martial Realm will definitely be broken."
"That's right. You should know that this isn't a real prophecy." The Sage of Calligrapher sighed and said, "If that moment really comes, I'm afraid that the Academy and the Taoist temple will fall into a battle."
"A true prophecy." Feng Hao furrowed his brows, and his gaze landed on Wuliang. It was this fellow who told him this before. Could it be that there were other mysteries in this prophecy?
"Don't look at me like that. I promise I didn't hide anything from you." Wuliang suddenly became anxious. This prophecy was indeed correct. This version had been circulating throughout the True Martial Continent.
"Don't blame me. There's still half of the true prophecy. Only the strongest of each generation in the Taoist temple and the Academy are qualified to know about it." The Sage of Calligrapher smiled and helped Wuliang out of his predicament.
"Then what is the true prophecy?"
"The Illusionary Martial that descends, and chaos is born. Once the Primordial Chaos appears, who can compete with it? When a Sovereign appears, he goes against the heavens and achieves the Way. The Immortal Mansion and the Immortal Spirit, the True Martial Realm will definitely be broken. This is the true prophecy." The Sage of Calligrapher looked at the sky and said, "To go against the heavens and achieve the Way!"
Hearing this, Feng Hao and the others were stunned. This half of the prophecy hadn't been spread yet. To go against the heavens and achieve the Way … Didn't this mean that someone in the True Martial Continent would achieve the Way and then become a Great Emperor?
"The Illusionary Martial refers to me. The Primordial Chaos refers to Xiao Yu's physique. Who is the Sovereign? In the end, it actually involves the Immortal Mansion." Fenghao's brows were tightly knitted together. All of this was too unfathomable. There had been no reaction from the Immortal Mansion in his mind. Hence, he had not paid much attention to it. From the looks of it, the Immortal Mansion seemed to have a deep relationship with the True Martial Continent.
However, at this moment, under the guidance of the Sage of Calligrapher, Feng Hao and the others arrived at the center of the city. In front of them was an extremely majestic building. The vermilion outer wall stretched endlessly and occupied thousands of miles. Inside, there was a towering black tower that reached the clouds. It was extremely conspicuous.
"This is the Academy." Feng Hao glanced at the door in front of him. There was a golden plaque hanging on the door in front of him. Two large words were written on it in flamboyant calligraphy: Academy.
"That's right. This is the Academy. Let's go. I'll bring you to meet the other brothers." Wuliang screamed. After escaping from the ruins and returning to the Academy, he felt as if he had been in a trance for a lifetime.
Feng Hao nodded his head. Then, the group directly entered the Academy. As they stepped through the gate of the Academy, they were greeted by a loud and clear sound of reading. A rich scent of books and scrolls assaulted their nostrils.
"The Academy really does teach." Feng Hao listened attentively. He discovered that most of the voices were children reciting. Immediately, a strange feeling emerged in his heart.
"What's so strange about it? The Academy, as the name suggests, teaches." Wuliang said with a smile. It seemed that he had already expected Feng Hao's expression.
"Haha, no wonder you're surprised. I didn't tell you about this in advance." The Calligrapher said with a faint smile, "Because everyone in the Martial Realm is a martial cultivator. It's unavoidable for them to be hot-tempered and impulsive. Therefore, the purpose of the Academy's existence is to allow the people in the Martial Realm to familiarize themselves with the books of the Saints. Even if they cultivate, they won't easily make a move."
Hearing that, only then did Fenghao come to a sudden realisation. So the academy had such a meaning. Instantly, he felt extreme admiration in his heart. No wonder when he saw many people who were martial cultivators on the way, he did not see any random disputes. All of them had a refined and courteous attitude.
"The past experts of the Academy are so bold." Feng Hao sighed in his heart. They were actually able to influence everyone in the Martial Realm. Just this point alone was something that ordinary people couldn't do.
"Of course, the academy will allow those in the Martial Realm to familiarize themselves with the books of the saints from a young age. During the process of their growth, the academy will also be responsible for allowing them to practice martial arts. If they discover anyone with outstanding talent, they will be directly absorbed into the inner academy of the academy and become the core strength."
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