When the word "Li" was finished, Confucius began to play the piano, played several songs in one breath, and then began to talk about the inheritance of the word "Li".

The word "安" refers not only to music, but also to the happiness of life.

The Master said: "It is prosperous in poetry, it is established in etiquette, and it is accomplished in music."

People need happy growth, and this kind of happiness is divided into "the joy of the benevolent", "the joy of the rituals", "the joy of the temperament", "the joy of the mountains and rivers", etc.

Qin Di listened with relish and became more surprised the more he listened. He felt that the Master’s knowledge was so profound!

After saying this, Confucius also specially guided everyone to practice the song "Xianchi".

After playing three consecutive times, Qin Di made progress and basically mastered this song.

Confucius was very satisfied and couldn't help but nodded secretly: "The son is teachable! This young man not only has a good foundation in immortal sound, but also has a very insightful understanding!"

After the word "le" is finished, the word "she" is followed.

Confucian shooting skills mainly emphasize two types, one is precision and the other is continuous bead arrows.

A disciple named "Zixian" showed archery skills on the spot. A thousand feet away, a series of arrows shot out 72 arrows in one breath, and the arrows passed through the red heart.

Many people at the scene exclaimed: "Yes, if you change to a high-level immortal arrow, it will be extremely powerful!"

"Yes, I heard that Kongmen Shizhe, Zhonggong is good at shooting, and can shoot seventy-two arrows in a row from a hundred miles away, and arrows hit the bull's eye. That's a unique skill!"

Qin Di heard this and curled his lips slightly.

I didn't expect to see it now!

"What's wrong? Qin Wen, you seem to be disliked by Zhonggong's arrow skills? If you have the ability, go up and try it!"

After hearing this, Qin Di quickly apologized: "Sorry, haha, I just got cramped in my quakes and my muscles were out of control, you misunderstood!"

"Hmph, young man, don't think that if you master the immortal texts and are proficient in piano skills, you must be arrogant and look down on other people's magical powers, otherwise you will suffer in the future!"

"That's right, senior, you're right! You'll follow your instructions."

Qin Di didn't want to show off his talents in front of so many people, so he had to correct his attitude and apologize quickly.

Who knew that Confucius on the stage heard it and suddenly shouted loudly: "Qin Wen, come up and try it. Can you shoot the bull's eye a thousand feet apart? If you can shoot nine arrows from ten arrows, I will accept you as a registered disciple. If you can shoot nine arrows from ten arrows from hundreds of miles apart, then I will accept you as a disciple in the house!"

As soon as these words were said, many people in the audience were shocked!

"Wow, since Master accepted the seventy-two great sages as disciples, the next three thousand disciples were just registered disciples! He has not accepted disciples for many years! Unexpectedly, he has been thinking about accepting disciples today!"

"That's right, I've only seen the Ten Sages of Confucius accepting disciples before, but I have never seen the Master himself open the mountain gate again!"

"There are more than a dozen great sages left under the Master's sect. These great sages have many disciples and disciples. How could the Master accept disciples again? Wouldn't that cause chaos in the seniority?"

Even Jiang Ren was surprised and said to himself: "I was just joking before. I thought Mr. Qin might be able to worship Shizhe, but I didn't expect that the Master would actually speak. Is this an opportunity?" He was a little envious, and at the same time realized that the difficulty was very great.

Qin Di sighed in his heart and said to himself: "Oh, I want to be low-key, why is it so difficult?"

But this opportunity was very rare for him, so he had to stand up.

Qin Di took the fairy bow from Zixian's hand, pulled it gently, and said, "This bow is too soft! I want to shoot a target a hundred miles away."

Many people around him were talking: "This guy is crazy! He doesn't want to be a registered disciple. Can he really become a disciple?"

"It's too difficult for a disciple to enter the house! You can't even see it across the hundred miles. How can you shoot it?"

Jiang Ren was also worried about Qin Di. Although he knew that Qin Di was Qin Luo's master, not only had high skills, but also had many magical powers, he didn't know much about it. Because Qin Luo was concerned about the master's words, he did not dare to tell Qin Di's true strength.

Confucius suddenly said, "I have an eighth-level immortal bow that I can lend to you for use." As he said that, he took out a large purple gold bow!

Qin Di took it and touched it. He felt that the bow was very good, so he bowed and said, "Thank you, sir."

Soon, someone set up a target a hundred miles away.

Everyone around them widened their eyes, wanting to see how this little guy, who is ignorant of the world, is archery skills.

"If he can shoot, it would be a miracle!"

"I don't believe it if I beat it to death! I heard that Zhonggong had practiced for more than 10 million years before he extended his arrow skills to seven hundred miles away. But if he wanted to hit dozens of arrows in a row, he could only pull him back a hundred miles away."

"I don't believe it either. If he can shoot, I'd rather eat the target!"

Confucius just watched quietly. For some reason, he was very interested in this young man.

He was a good friend of the immortal king Cangjie. He knew that Qin Wen was the great master of immortal literature. He was already very happy when he saw him showing his piano skills. If he could shoot the target, it would indicate that this young man mastered the three music, shooting, and writing among the six arts of Confucianism, and had the hope of becoming a great sage.

The ten philosophers of Confucianism and the seventy-two great sages, each of them is proficient in the six arts, but the so-called proficiency has only reached a certain level and cannot be said to have reached the extreme.

Confucius was a great educator at the level of the Immortal Emperor. When he saw extremely outstanding young people, he couldn't help but be happy and wanted to take them to his disciples.

Qin Di reached out and grabbed nine arrows and put them on the bowstring together.

When everyone saw this, they shook their heads!

"This kid is too arrogant! Even if it is a continuous pearl arrow, it is not like this kind of shooting method!"

"Why did he only take nine arrows? Is he 100% sure that all nine arrows will hit?"

Qin Di kept silent, pulled the bowstring and shot out! There was no process of aiming!

"Oh, this guy is too hasty!"

"It's crooked, it's crooked! Nine arrows flew in different directions, and I'm afraid they won't even hit a single one!"

"Haha, it turns out to be a joke! I was shocked just now!"

Everyone heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air in their ears, and saw nine arrows talking in their eyes, forming a huge spindle. They became farther and farther at first, then got closer and closer, and finally they regrouped together, turning into a long arrow, breaking through the bull's eye and flying to the other side!

"All nine arrows are hit! Only a small hole less than two inches left!"

"Wow, I've actually hit it all, how is this possible?"

Everyone was shocked and found it incredible.

Someone ran back with the arrow target in the distance and reported: "Report to Master, Qin Wen shot all of them, and no one left the target! The arrows were extremely powerful, and they used ordinary spiritual arrows, not fairy arrows. After shooting through the bull's eye, they went deep into the mountain rocks more than ten feet!"

Confucius nodded: "Not bad! Almost catch up with Yang Youji! He is no match for Zhonggong. Yang Youji is now in Lingxiao Palace. He is a golden immortal famous for archery. He likes to find people to learn how to archery skills. Zhonggong was defeated by him and almost died. If you see him in the future, be careful."

"Thank you for your reminder."

"Okay, after a while, I will accept you as a disciple."

Everyone below showed envious expressions.

Jiang Ren also sighed in his heart: "From now on, I will call him uncle! He is the same as Qin Luo's generation!"

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