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If Guanhai Academy is a holy place for scholars all over the world, then leaving a name on the Guanhai Monument to prove that it is the highest glory that scholars all over the world yearn for.

Nan Yue's preaching was deliberately blocked by several great sages, so very few people knew about it.

However, the disappearance of the aura in Guanhai City could not be concealed, so the great sages spread the news that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were about to prove their saints at the Guanhai Tablet, causing greater fluctuations in the entire Guanhai Academy, and the fact that the aura could also be dissipated was also connected.

Therefore, thousands of disciples of Guanhai Academy waited around the Guanhai Monument early in the morning.

Fortunately, many people come here every year to visit, and a wide white jade paved square has already been built around the monument that is more than ten zhang high, accommodating thousands of disciples.

Thousands of disciples quietly looked at the names on the Guanhai Monument, appreciating the peerless demeanor of the saints.

The so-called words are like their people, from the gold hook and silver painting on the sea monument, all the disciples seem to be able to see the way in which the masters behind the names are sanctified.

"Wensheng Su Dongpo, the song "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" is my favorite poem." A disciple sighed.

"Wang Xizhi is worthy of being a saint of ancient books, and the name left on the Guanhai Monument is also so strong and powerful."

"Look at Wu Daozi in the upper left corner, he actually used these three words to draw a landscape painting."

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All the disciples sighed at how legendary the characters on the Guanhai Monument were, and time flew by quickly in their telling.

Finally, a disciple suddenly woke up from this atmosphere of nostalgia for the saint, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the scorching sun that was slanting slightly westward.

"Guys, it's ugly."

This reminder made many disciples look at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight shone on their faces.

The disciples felt their sweat-soaked clothes, and the sticky feeling also made many disciples uneasy to stand, and their hearts became agitated.

"Could it be that the rumor that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion came to watch the sea today is false?" One of the disciples couldn't help but wonder.

"It shouldn't be fake, didn't you see that there are some teachers here too?"

"I don't think that person will come back today." A disciple chuckled and said, "If you want to become a saint, how can it be so easy, don't forget that there are still many great sages in the academy who have not yet been proven saintly." ”

"I think everyone is scattered today, and now it seems that this person will not appear." Another disciple waved his hand.

"I thought he was a proud son of the sky, but I didn't expect him to be a timid person." One disciple said disdainfully.

And just as everyone was talking, a woman in red quietly came to the outside of the square.

You ready?

Han Su couldn't help but look at the huge sea monument, on which one name after another represents one after another peerless characters.

The eyelids were slightly pulled down, and the originally extremely bewitching red pupils became half-concealed and half-hidden, like two rubies hidden in a treasure chest, which was breathtaking.

It's time to get started.

Han Su took a step towards the stone steps in front of him.

A person suddenly quieted down, the person next to him was strange, pulled the sleeve of the person and asked in a whisper, the person did not answer, but a pair of eyes quietly looked somewhere, the person next to him noticed this, followed the person's gaze, so, he was also silent.

How can there be such a stunning world in the world?

He sighed in his heart, but his arm was suddenly pushed, and he was a little annoyed, so he ignored the inquiries of others, and his eyes were still looking at someone, but his heart was rippling.

The cycle went on and on, and finally the whole square was quiet, and everyone held their breath, not daring to say a word, for fear of provoking the girl in the red dress with disgust, but they secretly hoped that they were the first to make the girl in red stop.

It's a pity that until the woman in red walked through a path that was given way by thousands of disciples, no one asked her to take a second look.

She always looked at the huge monument to the sea.

Han Su finally walked less than a foot away from the sea monument, a place where he could reach out and touch.

So she raised her hand slightly, and her slender fingertips rustled across the sea monument.

Finally, the wrist was pressed down, and the palm was pressed on the sea monument.

Now all the fools know what the woman in red is going to do.

It turned out that she wanted to be sanctified.

It turned out that she was the one who wanted to be sanctified.

The eyes of many disciples gradually changed, from the initial amazement to doubt, incomprehension and even panic.

It's just that these eyes are all silent around the woman in red, as if the woman's red dress is an invisible wall that can cut off everything.

Soon, however, the air was hot again.

Because there was no fluctuating voice of the woman in red in their ears, every word was like a white cloud in the sky, as light as autumn water, but they could often see it when they looked up.

"Today, the disciple of the Sword Pavilion Han Su came to prove the saint."

The next moment, the bell rang in the sky.

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"I didn't expect this girl to get the permission of the Sea Monument for the first time, so it's not surprising that I lost." The white-robed Pavilion Master Tang Wei shook his head slightly and smiled.

Qiu Wuhai also sighed, "It took less than a stick of incense to make a hand-me-down article that could be recognized by the Guanhai Monument, I have to say that this woman's talent is unimaginable." It's just that I think that if you want to prove sanctification, you still have to slow down a little longer, after all, relying on a hand-me-down article alone is far from meeting the requirements of sanctification. This process requires accumulation, and this woman lacks the process of accumulation. ”

"It's a pity that I don't know why Brother Chi Chan didn't appear today, he is the one with the most saints in the academy, if he is here, he may be able to comment on it. Speaking of which, I forgot to tell this girl, Brother Chi Chan, who knows the most about the matter of the consecration, and should let her ask Brother Chi Chan about the consecration. ”

Qiu Wuhai snorted coldly, "This woman is too smooth sailing, I'm afraid that even if I remind her, I won't necessarily go to Brother Chi Chan." It's better to let her suffer a setback today, just to cure this woman's nobody's character, and let her know that it is not easy to prove sainthood, and it requires patience and tempering, which is also good for her. ”

"What Brother Wuhai said is, but if this girl can really prove the success of the saint, she can also be called a legend of watching the sea." The master of the painting pavilion, Tang Wei, leaned on the carved railing and looked at the woman in red in the distance and said.

"There has never been a woman who has been able to leave her name on the monument to the sea, and I hope this woman will be the first person." Qiu Wuhai said lightly.

Tang Wei smiled, he could hear that between Qiu Wuhai's words, he still didn't believe that the woman in red could prove the success of the sainthood, and he didn't believe it either.

"By the way, Brother Wuhai, how do you say this girl will be sanctified?"

"Of course, it is a literary proof," Qiu Wuhai said in a deep voice, "This woman's article has reached the peak realm. ”

Tang Wei squinted slightly and said: "Brother Wuhai, there are no absolutes, I think this girl's painting is not bad, although I failed to get the resonance of the sea monument, but the talent in painting is also unique." If you immerse yourself in it for a few more years, you will definitely become a saint of eternal painting. ”

Qiu Wuhai immediately retorted, "This woman must become a saint of literature, and it is the right way to prove the saint with literature." ”

Tachibana Wei was not to be outdone, and said, "This woman's artistic conception is very high, it would be a pity if she just achieved the literary saint." ”

"You!"

So Qu Li, the main owner of the piano boat on the side, looked at the two middle-aged men who were originally a generation of Confucian scholars inexplicably, blushing and having thick necks.

It's just that now the Shengsheng has become as simple as eating and drinking in the mouths of the two of them, Qu Li silently held her forehead and thought to herself.

But then again, what seems to be never lacking in this world is accidents.