With the cultural knowledge of the Dynasty, Yun Su's current cultivation at the Soul Formation realm, his terrifying memory, and his extraordinary energy, it was not difficult for him to study the past and present. Combined with the current situation of the world on Earth and the Great Cheng Dynasty, he could become someone with extraordinary knowledge.
Not to mention martial arts.
However, Yun Su knew very well that he was an outsider. Even if his cultivation was high, it was impossible for him to completely integrate into this world in a short period of time. However, they were born and raised here.
If he wanted to join the military and become a hero of his generation, he had to work hard from a young age. He had to start from scratch, receive a complete education, participate in various examinations, and climb up step by step.
Yun Su had taught them different views and could even provide them with many shortcuts but he could not teach them the ways of the world and the more treacherous hearts of people.
In addition to teaching and educating people, the academy also allowed students to learn how to get along with others. Through examination results, the evaluation of their teachers and the good and bad interpersonal relationships, they could experience the kind of success and failure that could still be endured. As they grew older, the head, the teachers and classmates would play a greater and greater role. Connections would begin to take the stage.
"Xuanji, Xuanzang, if you wish to study as well, you'd better go to the Academy until you can no longer learn from it. You can go home whenever you wish. The Academy cannot teach you what I can, and vice versa."
"However, Brother Yun, if we all go to the academy to study, who will take care of you and rebuild the Mystic Wood Sect?"
Wang Xuanzang raised his head slightly and asked innocently.
"I have arms and legs. I don't need anyone to take care of me. As for the Mystic Wood Sect, it won't be too late to rebuild it when you finish reading and can rule the country."
"All right, then. I'll take the exam too."
The three little fellows made a unanimous decision. Wang Xuanji glared at Wang Xuanzang before asking carefully: "Big Brother Yun, you won't leave us, right?"
"I won't. If I'm going out, I'll be sure to let you know in advance."
Wang Xuanji lowered her head. No one knew what she was thinking.
"There's nothing difficult in the world. As long as you try your best, it's fine even if you can't pass. You can go to other schools and private schools."
Yun Su did not want to put too much pressure on the children. He would just let nature take its course.
Only then did the children go to sleep happily. Yun Su closed the door and sat cross-legged. The image of the day reappeared in his mind.
That Daoist's illusion technique was very simple. It was so simple that it could not deceive most martial arts experts but it was surprisingly effective against ordinary people. It was impossible to tell if it was real or fake.
Yun Su saw the entire process clearly. He didn't miss anything about how to circulate his Dharmic powers, how to chant the mantra and how to coordinate his body.
This superficial illusion technique was incomplete. The cultivator used his magic power to disturb the minds of the people around him and then let everyone see the scene he visualized.
The principle was very simple.
Yun Su circulated his Dharmic powers and with a thought, countless images appeared in the room. They seemed illusory and real as they floated there.
It was a simple illusion technique that could be learned with a glance during the day. Now that the spell was completed, he could find a place to try it.
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In the west of the city, in the Wang family's residence, which was only two miles away from Qingfeng Residence.
The Wang family had been running the Peace and Tranquility Hall medicinal shop for generations. They were a famous big family in Yuyang City. The Wang father and son were kind people and were famous for their kindness.
The night was extremely dark. The moon and stars were gone from the sky and the distant sound of the night watch warned people of their candles and thieves.
A man in black hid in a quiet corner outside the Wang family's wall. Seeing that no one was around, he threw out a flying claw and hooked it onto the roof of the wall. In a few moments, he climbed up.
He touched the large sack wrapped around his waist and glanced at a small, dark building not far away. He had already set up his landing point. He was going to make a fortune tonight.
The man in black was about to jump over the wall when he suddenly stopped. His entire body went numb. In the courtyard at his feet, a female ghost with long red hair was looking up at him. In an instant, his blood turned cold.
"Oh my god, a ghost!"
The man in black screamed and fell off the wall, landing outside the courtyard. When he turned around and saw that the female ghost had actually caught up to the wall, he was so scared that he peed his pants. His lower body was drenched and he stumbled and wished that he had four legs.
Yun Su stood at a distance and was very satisfied with the effect of this illusion technique for the first time. As soon as he left, he bumped into this fellow who was hiding from the night watchman. He did not expect him to follow him all the way to the Wang family.
The black-clothed thief's scream alarmed the Wang family. They quickly discovered the flying claw on the wall, a sackcloth bag on the ground, and a dagger. They knew that a fierce thief had come but for some reason, the thief didn't steal anything. Instead, he ran away in fear.
"Chang'an, our family has always done good deeds. Today, the gods must be blessing us. Tomorrow, follow me to the City God Temple to pay your respects to the City God."
A patriarch with half-white hair and beard instructed Wang Chang'an.
"Yes, Father."
After a while, the Wang residence quietened down again. However, some servants secretly came over with weapons to catch the thief, afraid that he would not give up.
Yun Su's divine consciousness followed the black-clothed thief until he panicked and bumped into the patrolling soldiers of the county city.
"What are you doing!"
In the middle of the night, the stumbling masked men in black were too suspicious. The soldiers held up knives against him and pulled off his black mask.
"Sir, help! There's—there's a ghost…"
The ghost in red had already scared him out of his wits. As he ran, he could see the female ghost chasing after him.
"In the middle of the night, covered in black and sneaking around. He must be a criminal. Let's arrest him and send him to the county office."
"Yes, yes, yes. Quick, capture me. I went to the Wang family to steal something. There are evil spirits in the Wang family. Ah, it is here…"
The soldiers felt extremely suspicious. This was the first time they had caught a thief who was crying and grateful at being caught.
When Yun Su saw that the thief had been captured, he did not leave. Instead, he used an obscuring trick to enter the Wang family's library.
The two floors were filled with books. Apart from some medical books, there were books on astronomy, geography, and history. There were no less than thousands of books.
A few ancient books even emitted a faint glow. They were old and clearly worth a lot. Either a famous scribe had recorded the words of a saint that contained their insights, or they were old and had been read by too many people with both virtue and talent.
The library was empty and dark. Yun Su sat in the middle of the second floor and cast an illusion over the entire library. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of books flew out and lined up.
The first dozen books were easy to understand and catchy. They were all introductory books that mainly taught people to read.
Yun Su recognized most of these words. He could guess a small portion of the rest.
Fortunately, every book has been read. Moreover, the books in this library were mostly ancient so many people had read them.
Yun Su activated his Dharma Eye and illusions appeared in the book. There were scholars reading books and there was even a trace of the sound of reading.
Most of those scholars were focused and extremely engrossed. The more serious they were, the clearer they were in the Dharma Eye and the clearer they sounded.
It didn't take long for him to finish reading more than a dozen books. Yun Su felt a rare trace of fatigue in his eyes and stopped. He wasn't using the Light Returning Technique. It was just that books had existed for such a long time, and people were also affected by books. The more engrossed a person was in reading, the clearer the remnant images and sounds he could capture with his Dharma eyes.
After reading more than a dozen books, Yun Su already had enough understanding of the language of the Dynasty. He knew the basics and even knew how to read. After resting for half an hour, his reading speed suddenly increased.
He saw hundreds of books levitating in the room, then lining up in a line. It was as if a breeze was flipping through the pages of a book. He flipped through them quickly but gently, so as not to damage them.
When one book was finished, it flew back to the shelf on its own. The next book in the line moved forward. A cool breeze blew past and it began to turn quickly again.
In this way, another hundred books were read. Yun Su still felt that it was not fast enough. Just memorizing the thousands of books on these two floors would take a considerable amount of time to read through.