Su Bancheng wanted to fight the enemy nine elites of the Enlightenment Period by himself, and this good show naturally attracted the attention of countless people. The Confucian and Taoist Palace caused a lot of turmoil in the Confucian and Taoist palaces when the black-faced corpse king was in turmoil, and it can be said that it caused a lot of turmoil in the Confucian and Taoist palaces.

Fortunately, the Confucian and Taoist Palace has a deep heritage, and the death of the Confucian saint did not have much impact. And the Confucian saint is not the strongest, in the Confucian and Taoist palace, the one who can be the master of a palace pays attention to grammar.

Grammar is about being proficient in poetry, books, etiquette, classic ancient words, as long as you can dominate the crowd at the Wendao meeting of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace, you can become the master of the first palace of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace.

If you say which of the five holy places has the most profound heritage, there is no doubt that it is the Confucianism and Taoism Palace. All kinds of classic secrets, Confucianism and Taoism can be said to hide a lot.

Moreover, in the Confucianism and Taoism Palace, the first thing to practice is not physical arts or spells, but after studying hard for ten years, reading a lot of books, and being proficient in all kinds of poetry and books. The Confucian and Taoist Palace will begin to teach disciples to start practicing spells, but that spell has always been unique, and others can't learn it.

It can be said that as soon as the disciples of the Confucian and Taoist Palace make a move, their identities will be revealed.

Because, it's too literary.

Su Bancheng looked like a scholar, always had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't take the initiative to make a move, he seemed to be very confident.

Wang Feng: "Su Bancheng, don't say that the nine of us are bullying you, it's just that you are too threatening, if you can squeeze you down here, our brothers will also save effort." ”

Wang Dong: "Big brother, what are you talking nonsense with him, let's go together." ”

The nine people had already hugged each other and slowly walked towards the siege of Su Bancheng.

Su Bancheng's face was not shocked, and the ink dust in the distance nodded slightly, and he smiled and then had a thin book in his hand, as well as a quaint brush.

With the appearance of this brush, the entire stone platform suddenly exuded a different feeling.

The brush in Su Bancheng's hand was about a foot long, emitting a pale cyan light.

The appearance of this brush immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Wu Idiot sighed: "Good pen, it actually occupies the four major points of Jianqi Yuanjian, I can't see any grade, it is a high-grade magic weapon, I didn't expect the Confucian Taoist Palace to treat disciples quite generously." ”

Jian Wushuang snorted: "What is sharp and round, we should use the sword to be sharp." ”

Wu Idiot San smiled: "Point, the tip of the pen is like a cone; After the pen is flattened, it is like a knife cut, round, the tip of the pen is round and full, and the pen is strong, the pen is erect and elastic. The brush in Su Bancheng's hand must have come from the hand of a certain powerful person in the Confucian and Taoist Palace. ”

The Snow Flower Palace Lord smiled lightly: "Forgive me for being clumsy, if I'm not mistaken, this should be one of the two treasures of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace, the Scholar's Immortal Pen!"

After that, the Snow Flower Palace Lord looked at Mo Chenzi: "Mo Chenzi, you can't touch the scholar's immortal pen even one of your elders, he is just a disciple, and he can actually get the scholar's immortal pen, I am really a little suspicious of my eyes, it is better for Elder Mo to tell everyone if this is the scholar's immortal pen." ”

Mo Chenzi's face was a little cloudy.

The fairy pen of the scholar is indeed one of the treasures of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace. For a long time, there are only a handful of people who can afford to hold a scholar's fairy pen. It's not that he doesn't want to use the scholar's pen, but the writer's pen doesn't want him.

However, Su Bancheng is his disciple, since Su Bancheng obtained the scholar's immortal pen a few days ago, he also has a lot of face, thinking of this, he smiled slightly, and patted the ancient ruler in his hand: "That's right, it is the scholar's immortal pen." ”

The Snowflake Palace Lord chuckled: "Then what is it better than?"

In Shitaizhong, Wang Dong and the others also heard these words, although the Snow Flower Palace Lord was soft-spoken, but these words seemed to be deliberately spread by the true law, so that everyone present could hear them clearly.

Wang Dong: "Big brother, that brush seems to have a big background?"

Wang Feng asked the others, "Do you know this scholar's immortal pen?"

The rest of the people shook their heads, the Five Holy Lands were originally secret, and this kind of inside story was probably only known to the people of the Five Holy Lands.

Wang Feng: "Whatever, let's go together." ”

Suddenly, the attack of the Wang Dong brothers was launched.

This Wang Feng and Wang Dong, both of them are fire attributes, and their fists are sent out, and they actually turn into two majestic fire cows, and the fire bulls are all on fire, especially the fire on the horns is even more conspicuous.

Wu Idiot San touched his chin: "The fire bull technique of these two people, with the tacit understanding, this attack of the general Kaiguang powerhouse wants to resist the difficulty." ”

The Snow Flower Palace Lord chuckled: "With the fairy pen in hand, it's not a piece of cake. ”

Wu Idiot San shook his head: "Su Bancheng's own strength is not strong, I'm afraid it will be difficult to exert the power of the scholar's immortal pen." ”

Snow Flower Palace Master: "It turns out that Lord Wufeng is also a lonely and unheard person, I'm afraid I don't know the true grade of the scholar's immortal pen." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Idiot San suddenly couldn't hold his face, it is true that he didn't know the grade of the scholar's immortal pen, in his thoughts, at most, it was a top-grade magic weapon, could it be a real treasure?"

You must know that as a peak master, he has only one true treasure, and the grade is inferior.

At this moment, Su Bancheng picked up the pen and wrote, and everyone's eyes were suddenly drawn over.

The master of the Snow Flower Palace smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Since the Confucian and Taoist Palace has taken out the scholar's immortal pen, then I will come to the boat and give you a good rendering, but this Su Bancheng was able to master the scholar's immortal pen, which really surprised me, and the one who took the scholar's immortal pen under the spirit was as if he was the first." ”

"The competition is not an exam, you think you are still in the Confucianism and Taoism Palace. ”

"That's right, it is said that if you want to enter the Confucian and Taoist Palace, you have to take some classic poetry exam. In the past two years, not a single person who has participated in the event has qualified. ”

"That's nature, the world of micro-fiction is all about fighting and killing, how can anyone study what breaks the classic poetry collection. ”

"Hahaha, does this kid still have to write?" The onlookers couldn't help but laugh, but their laughter soon stopped.

With Su Bancheng's movements, a big word "royal" appeared in the air.

And a pale yellow circle of light covered Su Bancheng.

The two fierce fire bulls slammed into the word "royal".

Everyone's eyes didn't blink, and they watched in disbelief as the two fire bulls bounced out with a wail, and then disappeared without a trace.

Su Bancheng stood straight, and the scholar's fairy pen in his hand was tightly grasped.

Wang Dong and Wang Feng were dumbfounded, the combined efforts of the two were so easily dissolved.

Wang Dong shouted: "Why are you still stunned, if you don't solve him, our next competition will be useless." ”

When everyone heard this, they all showed their skills.

The first to attack was a loose cultivator with a large sword, which glowed with a cold sword light, and it was obviously a weapon that killed a lot of enemies.

However, his big sword couldn't cut down, and he was so blocked by the royal character.

"Wow, break it for me!" the big man shouted, but his pants were torn because he was trying too hard.

The onlookers did not laugh, because they found that the nine people in the light period had no way to take the word "royal". There are those who use swords, those who use knives, and those who use the secret art of burning blood.

"Fire Cloud Burst!"

"Water Dragon!"

"A sword of death!"

The more everyone fought, the more surprised they became, but Su Bancheng was still a scholar, so graceful.

Seeing that everyone was helpless, Su Bancheng picked up the pen and slowly wrote out a word again: "Press!"

One stroke at a time, in the eyes of Wang Dong and the others, it was like a knife twisting.

With the completion of the word "pressure", a heavy pressure hit, Wang Dong couldn't bear it, and spit out a mouthful of blood, not only a few people snorted a few seconds later, obviously they couldn't bear this pressure.

"We throw in the towel!"

In less than a minute, the nine people's breath was sluggish, and it was obvious that the pressure was difficult for them to resist with all their might.

Jian Wushuang said: "Su Bancheng won and entered the finals." ”

Su Bancheng put away the pen of the scholar's fairy and arched his hand to a few people: "Admit it." ”

Wang Dong snorted: "Isn't there just a good baby?"

Although they were displeased, a few people were already weak, and they were not without rewards, and a few people were satisfied when they came to this point. >