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    The group of people walked into the tall main entrance, then passed through the foyer, and then their eyes suddenly lit up, and they came to the main hall, which was as bright as day.  This is a huge circular space with carved beams and painted pillars, which is extremely luxurious.  The roof of the temple is arched, covered with exquisite paintings and a circle of reliefs, with a huge crystal cluster inlaid in the middle. It emits a bright but not dazzling light, just like the moon in the night sky.

    The layout on the ground is rather strange. There are no tables and chairs. Instead, there are round stone platforms of different sizes, just like the tree stumps left in the lumberyard.  The stone platform in the center is the largest in area, with a diameter of more than three feet, and there are several smaller stone platforms on it.  With it as the center of the circle, circles radiate outward from large to small stone platforms, all the way to the root of the wall, where some futons are placed!

    Tie Heng and the others followed the servant and walked straight to the center.  Along the way, many people who arrived early paid tribute to Feng Shiyou, and Feng Shiyou nodded in return.  Most of these people are teachers in the school. Their positions vary according to their positions and abilities. The closer they are to the center, the higher their natural status.  Others are the top students in the senior class. They can only enter here after being repeatedly reviewed by the school and confirmed to be reliable, and have made certain contributions or have outstanding abilities.  The futon at the base of the wall is prepared for them.

    Tie Heng and his fellow seniors all followed Feng Shiyou with their heads held high and meticulously. There was no room for any mistakes in this kind of situation, otherwise Feng Shiyou, who had great dignity, would never let him off lightly.

    "Master Feng, this is your seat, please." The servant finally stopped near the big stone platform in the center, stood beside a stone platform and bowed.

    Feng Shiyou lifted the hem of his robe and stepped onto the stone platform next to him.  This stone platform is almost a foot and a half high, and is covered with soft cushions, allowing you to sit cross-legged on it comfortably.  It belongs to the first circle close to the center of the circle, so its area is second only to the central large stone platform, with a diameter of about eight feet.  As one of the six major directors of the school, Feng Shiyou is indeed worthy of this prominent position.

    Seeing Feng Shiyou sitting down, Tie Heng and the others, under Gongsun Bian's instructions, stood behind Feng Shiyou along the edge of the stone platform.

    At this time, the servant who led the way had already retreated, and several young and beautiful maids brought fragrant tea and exquisite snacks to Feng Shiyou.  Of course, Tie Heng and the others, who were still apprentices, did not receive such treatment.

    Feng Shiyou took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then put down the tea cup and stopped moving it, obviously he didn't like it.  He slowly looked left and right, and met the eyes of several big guys with similar status to himself. They nodded to each other as a greeting.

    Tie Heng and others also took this opportunity to look around.  Tie Heng counted in his mind that there were eight stone platforms in the first circle.  At this moment, in addition to Feng Shiyou, two other stone platforms were also occupied.

    One was an old man in brocade robes with a ruddy complexion and a stature as short and fat as a wine vat. With such obvious features, Tie Heng recognized his identity at a glance.  This man's name is Qiu Wu, and he is the Right Secretary of the Bingwu Branch.  Despite his humble appearance, he is actually a master of the fourth grade.  In the entire Fuzhou and even several surrounding states, only Meng Dingbang, Zuo Siye of the Bingwu Branch, could take his iron palm head-on!

    "As expected of a master of martial arts in the world of famous books!" Even though Qiu Wu restrained his breath, Tie Heng could still feel the strong blood energy overflowing from his body, rushing towards his face like a wave, making Tie Heng unable to breathe smoothly.  Look at Gongsun transforming into them again, they are all completely unaware.  Tie Heng couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "It seems that being too sensitive is not always a good thing."

    The other person did not have such a tyrannical momentum.  He is an ordinary middle-aged man with gray temples and simple clothes, but his face is full of bookishness, and his whole temperament is also gentle and has a calming quality. At first glance, he is a scholar.  Tie Heng also recognized this person because he had read his works more than once.  His name is Zhang Ji, and he is Zuo Siye of the clerical branch.  He neither knows martial arts nor knows magic, but he is a famous arithmetic master.  This person is not only recognized by scholars in the field of arithmetic, but also enjoys an outstanding reputation among many magicians, especially alchemists.  Because alchemists cannot make instruments without dealing with various numbers, everyone must be proficient in this.

    "Mathematics is the basis for the development of many technologies on earth, and people in this world seem to have discovered the importance of mathematics, otherwise Zhang Siye would not appear in this Tongxian Tower. I guess there is another person in the clerical branch who is good at poetry and articles  There is no chance that Mr. You Siye will be invited, and he probably has no interest in participating in such a seminar!" Tie Heng thought and continued to look around.

    People attending the meeting arrived one after another, and the main hall gradually became lively.  Tie Heng soon discovered that the circular hall was divided into four fan-shaped areas, and everyone who arrived sat together according to the branch they belonged to.  For example, the Fa Dao branch is concentrated in an area behind Feng Shiyou.  Contrary to the ratio of the number of students in the three major branches, Fadao Branch has the largest number of students here, accounting for almost 60% of the positions. Bingwu Branch and ?The total number of seats in the various branches is less than 30%, and no one has arrived yet in the remaining empty seats.

    Tie Heng felt strange. He was just about to ask Gongsun Bian when he heard Feng Shiyou suddenly snorted coldly.  He tilted his face slightly, and the withered muscles on his face were tense. At the same time, Tie Heng saw a flash of cold lightning in his eyes.

    "Who could make him lose his temper like this!" With this surprise, Tie Heng and several senior fellow apprentices followed the master's gaze.  The next moment, Gongsun Bian, Zhang Ruize and Dong Liang all snorted angrily, while Lu Daqian kept grinding his teeth.

    ¡°It turns out it¡¯s him!¡± Tie Heng felt relieved when he saw the person clearly.

    The master and disciples were looking at the stone platform next to the left. Its owner was a tall and majestic magician.  His long black hair was spread on both sides of his shoulders, and his thick beard reached down to his chest.  This man had an arrogant expression, his face was pale golden, and his eyes were glowing with golden light. Except for the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the rest was as smooth as a young man.  In addition, this man's body is thick and strong, and he is still angular even when wrapped in a gorgeous robe.  With such an appearance, at first glance, one might think that he is only in his forties.

    "Wu Hong!" Tie Heng whispered this person's name.

    "That's him!" Lu Daqian next to him said with hatred, but Tie Heng could see that he was mostly pretending.  Because this master named Wu Hong was not someone Lu Daqian could provoke. He was Feng Shiyou's mortal enemy, Zuo Siye of the Fa Dao Branch, a pure and powerful magician.

    Speaking of which, Wu Hong and Feng Shiyou were classmates when they were young students. Although they were not in the same class, they were in the same school year.  However, unlike Feng Shiyou who was unknown when he was young, Wu Hong has attracted much attention since he was a child.  After graduation, he participated in several campaigns launched by the imperial court, became a combat magician, and made many military exploits. Not only was he a high-ranking official and well-paid, but he was also granted the title of county magistrate, which can be said to be a great achievement.  But later, for some reason, he ran back to Kunyuan Academy and became Zuo Siye of the Fa Dao Branch, a job he held for more than ten years!

    "The conflict between Feng Shiyou and him was, to put it bluntly, nothing more than a fight for fame and fortune.  Under the Grand Ceremony of Kunyuan Academy, there are also two Deputy Ceremonies. This is already a high position below one person and above ten thousand people. They have decision-making power on all matters in the academy, and their official positions are also in the third rank of the imperial court.  Civil officials are almost on an equal footing with the governor of a state. Ordinary officials have to salute them first when meeting them. Their glory and power are greater than those of ordinary officials with real power.

    It just so happened that more than two years ago, a deputy priest had plans to retire and live in seclusion due to old age and physical weakness.  This was a big deal. Several directors who could compete for this position and the heads of the special departments of the school began to have their thoughts in mind, and they were constantly fighting overtly and covertly among themselves.  In the last few battles, several people voluntarily withdrew from the competition, and Qiu Wu was one of them.  But the two directors of the Fadao Branch refused to give in to the other.  Wu Hong is more senior, but in recent years he has basically had a name and seldom cares about the affairs of the school. He seems to be more concerned about teaching a few disciples.  Although Feng Shiyou has a junior qualification than him, his reputation is coming from behind, and the benefits he brings are real.  Not to mention anything else, Feng Shiyou participated in most of the research topics in Tongxian Tower and made huge contributions.

    ???????????????? This situation is very troublesome for the senior officials of the school, who intend to support Feng Shiyou to rise to power, but Wu Hong has a strong background in the court and has a title, so he is not someone who is easy to offend.  In the end, I had no choice but to put this matter off, and the deputy priest continued to serve for the time being, which would be a temporary reprieve.  As a result, after more than two years, the relationship between Feng Shiyou and Wu Hong could be said to be at loggerheads. They were fighting to the death overtly and covertly. This was already known to everyone in the school.  Each of them wanted to bring the other down, and the Fa Dao branch was divided into three factions, each supporting one side, while the other remained neutral.  The two apprentices also competed equally in their respective school years, winning and losing each other.

    Of course, this has little impact on Tie Heng, and it has nothing to do with Lu Daqian. Lu Daqian¡¯s angry tone just now was completely fake.  Because the youngest of the three disciples who are still following Wu Hong is already in the third grade, and he happens to be opposite Gongsun Bian, Zhang Ruize and Dong Liang!

    Wu Hong over there also saw Master and Disciple Feng Shiyou.  In fact, these two old guys rarely have the opportunity to meet, but once they face each other, no one will let the other go.  Wu Hong's narrow eyes bulged, and two sharp glances shot towards him. They locked eyes with Feng Shiyou's, and a crashing sound of "Pah! Pah!" seemed to be heard in the void.  The two of them fought like this for a moment, then suddenly turned away from each other and never looked at each other again.

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