Mo Fei's voice was calm and gentle. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After finishing speaking, he turned his body and looked at the examination platform, and his face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.

Yaya knew that she had already started to kill.

"When he wanted to make a move, I felt that there were two more murderous auras stopping him. But...... I don't know who it is. The voice was cold, like talking about something inconsequential.

"Looks like I'm still going to have to go this way."

This road......

It is the way to kill. Yaya understands this.

Could it be that there is a sea of hearts in his body, and the things that are warm in his heart sea are constantly consuming his essence blood and true qi, so he can't condense his true qi and cultivate martial arts. However, if you cultivate the Dao of Killing, you don't need to condense your true qi, but directly use your true qi to shape your muscles and bones to fight into martial arts.

Killing Dao is a method of killing that cultivators have honed on the verge of life and death countless times. First, it is against the peace of heaven. Second, even if the Killing Dao is like the Refinement Realm and reaches the first-class realm, it can only be a tie with the peak of the Nine Veins.

Therefore, for Mo Fei, it is not an ideal choice to kill the way and enter the martial arts.

Maybe it's the influence of Ye Gongshu's experience, or maybe it's the shock that Tao Gufu gave him. made him understand that power does not necessarily need to be a marquis and worship the prime minister, and martial arts do not necessarily need to follow in the footsteps of others.

It is safe to follow the steps step by step, but since you can't cultivate the martial arts, then cultivate the killing path. He firmly believed that even if he cultivated the Killing Dao, he would definitely be able to practice to the peak and break through the shackles of the first-class Killing Dao.

In the flash of light, Mo Fei had already thought about everything, and the decision was also clean.

……

At this time, on the high platform, those usually serious examiners and masters suddenly burst into laughter. Several of them, due to their age, were wrinkled and had extremely obscene smiles.

The students in the stands were confused, these old men were not sick, right? Why is this smile as obscene as if he had seen a picture of the spring palace.

As if sensing that their behavior was inappropriate, the examiners smiled sullenly in their hearts and looked serious. But with an occasional "poof", you can still see that they can't help but be happy.

On the high platform, the examiners were busy in this joy, walking back and forth. Marking the examination papers in an orderly manner and arranging the rankings.

As time passed, the mood became more and more nervous. In this impatient waiting, King Xian smiled and slowly walked onto the examination platform gracefully and elegantly. Although he has an elegant and celebrity, as a royal nobleman, his bearing is extraordinary.

King Xian walked up to the examination platform, and the audience stared with bated breath and quieted down.

He spread out the large rice paper in his hand, coughed softly, and looked around. …… began to sing a large section of praise, the rhetoric is very official, and it is extremely boring.

In the stands, some people whispered: "Why is this so familiar?" ”

An old man held his ears and said, waving his hand and saying, "What is familiar?" I've been able to memorize it a long time ago, old man, what's this...... It's been a long time. ”

This song of the virtuous king praises virtue, and he is not slow or slow, and he is not shocked. Shaking his head and smiling, he picked up the rice paper below. Everyone knew that the rankings were going to be announced, so they didn't dare to speak, and looked at King Xian with full attention.

"This time, the Tang Dynasty will ...... In the last round of public examinations, the one who does the most questions in one hour will be ...... Isn't it. ”

The voice fell, and there was a chattering noise, but it was extremely brief. The speed of answering questions before Mo Fei was obvious to everyone, so this result was ...... It's obvious!

"This year, why didn't you read it out according to the ranking?"

Some students muttered in wonder, but no one responded. Because, King Xian has already begun to recite Mo Fei's poems.

Although King Xian was born in the royal family, he ignored all the affairs of the court. On the contrary, he has been fond of poetry and books since he was a child, immersed in literature and Taoism, and over the years, he has made extremely high achievements in poetry and songs. So when he read Mo Fei's poem, his tone was subdued and frustrated, and his emotional grasp was exactly right.

"Farewell to the Ancient Grass": Leaving the Grass on the Plain ......"

Most of the people in the stands are ordinary people, and these poems and words are generally the same for them as Taoist priests chanting mantras and monks chanting scriptures. I was very anxious about the results of the public examination, but after all, this was the public examination of the Wenhui Society, even if I didn't understand it, I had to shake my head and pretend to say: "Meidi is very, Meidi is very, this afterlife is amazing!" What's this...... Lili, the thief has a feeling. Hey, hey, hey...... Meidi is very good. ”

It is not surprising that the common people do not understand poetry. But when King Xian finished reading the first poem, the faces of many talented people changed, especially Leng Wuhuan and Li Zhi, who already had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Under the stands, after listening to the first poem, the eyebrows frowned, and the gentle and lovely face was covered with gloomy clouds.

"Big brother."

Leng Futong's calm and ordinary face, there was no trace of waves, as if he didn't hear the sound of condensation, and continued to listen to King Xian read poetry.

“…… Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. ……”

Hearing this, Leng Futong finally turned his gaze to Mo Fei, saw him standing indifferently, and said seriously: "This time, it's him." ”

Hearing this, Condensation Frost's lips opened slightly, and he said in disbelief: "Big brother, this ...... How is this possible? ”

How is this impossible? Leng Futong continued to look at Mo Fei, and said in a tone that was neither light nor serious: "This poem, no matter how much time I have given me, I won't be able to write it." But...... You should be happy, he has to be at the top of the list, so that Datang will raise his eyebrows in the world. ”

"But ......, at the Tianxia meeting, it has always been the long-cherished wish of the eldest brother to compete with those two people. Now ......"

The condensation frost came to his lips and swallowed again.

Leng Futong chuckled and said: "No, if you lose, you lose, I am willing to bow down, although I have been studying hard under my teacher for several years." But I still don't think I can beat those two. I just hope ...... He could. ”

Leng Futong's words were plain but not pretentious, but rather generous.

As he spoke, King Xian had already read the eighth poem. At this time, someone stood up from his position and said in a trembling voice: "There is only one person in the history of the Tang Dynasty who has done the eighth question in one hour. ”

"How...... How can it be? Is this he, mother, still human? ”

As soon as the last line of the eighth poem fell, King Xian began to read the ninth poem again. The people in the stands looked at Mo Fei in amazement, stunned, and shocked beyond words.

At this time, Leng Futong's face finally showed a trace of defeat. The single essay is compared with Mo Fei, just like the light of the fireflies compared to the bright moon in the sky.

Leng Futong shook his head and sighed: "I'm not as good as him"

When Condensation Frost heard this, he was silent.

On the other side, Li Yanyi's eyes flashed, biting his lip and taking a step forward, Li Siyuan looked at him sideways and reminded: "Imperial sister." ”

When Li Yanyi heard this, he knew that this move was a bit reckless, and took a step back. Looking at Mo Fei, his lips squirmed, as if he wanted to say something.

Doesn't take into account the looks of others. King Xian continued to read the poem in one go, then the ninth, then the tenth, and then the twelfth.

After all the twelve poems were recited, Lin Mu looked at Mo Fei silently, with no expression on his face. On Ye Chen's face, admiration and appreciation were obvious. Ye Lingzhu, who was next to him, was shocked in his heart, but he was still glaring at Mo Fei angrily.

After the recitation of the twelve poems, King Xian shouted again: "This time, the top of the Tang Dynasty Literary Society, Canghai Academy-Mo Fei." ”

The voice fell, and the audience fell into a brief silence, and then someone stood up and raised his arms and shouted: "Okay." ”

Immediately afterwards, the others also stood up and shouted, "Good! ”

Infected by the atmosphere, even if you are still sitting, you can't help but stand up.

"This posterity is very powerful."

"Let's just say that he is at the top of the list, you still don't believe it."

"Roll the calf,...... Obviously I said that. ”

……

The applause lasted for a long time, and the atmosphere was higher and higher. Faced with this situation, Koukou and Miao Miao jumped on the ground, and Banyuan was stunned on the side.

However, the person concerned was unhappy and carefree, standing expressionlessly with the girl.

On the stage, some people applauded and screamed. Some people also look at Mo Fei, as if looking at a retarded person. It's time for a while, you're still pretending to be forced, what are you pretending!