The wife of the chaff does not go to court, he has a good relationship with Jiang Yue'er, and he doesn't want to be reconciled!

Finding a young lady is good for her career, but she is not keen on being an official...... The so-called imperial examination is just to better adapt to the world and analyze the laws of this world. As for the rest, I really don't value it much!

With a wave of his hand, Wang Bin threw the bag onto the tree and turned to leave.

"Miss, that scholar...... I even threw the bag up! ”

Among the pilgrims there was a pair of master and servant. The son is personable, and the servant is handsome and dashing, but if you look closely, you will find that this son is a young lady, and this servant is a maid.

The young lady had just thrown the bag on the tree, and then went to offer incense, but when she reappeared a moment later, the bag had already fallen and fell into the hands of the boy; It's just that the boy just glanced at it and threw it away.

"Excuse me, what's his name?" Miss Qianjin said.

The maid left, and after a while, she said, "His name is Zhou Ming!" ”

…………

At this time, an old monk walked out of the temple, with a gray beard and a Zen staff in his hand, who seemed to be very old.

Wang Bin only glanced at it, then turned his head and left, walking towards the place where the students gathered.

"A small temple, there is a congenital master, it can be said that the master is in the people!"

Wang Bin took a deep breath,

This old monk is unfathomable in cultivation, and he is a congenital master.

In fact, he is getting older, his qi and blood are decaying, and his cultivation has fallen sharply, and he has fallen to the innate realm; If it is at the moment of youth, when the blood is at its peak, it will definitely be a grandmaster and martial artist.

"Hey, yes, yes, this scholar is only seventeen years old, he is a second-rate master, and his qualifications are good!" The old monk glanced at Wang Bin and gained insight into all the details: "Another martial arts wizard!" ”

Just a moment later, the monk turned his gaze away.

It's just a martial arts wizard, and the most important thing in the world is genius!

After the temple tour, many students left in a big way, stopped at the pavilion on the west side, sat down on their sides, took out melons and fruits, snacks, wine and other food, and began the feast.

After a while, the students began to take turns to solve the questions, improvised poems, lyrics, couplets, and riddles.

At first, Wang Bin was quite interested, wanting to hear how good these improvised poems were, but when he listened to them, he shook his head, the level was average, and he couldn't talk about good or bad.

In fact, there are hundreds of thousands of Tang and Song poems, but only a few hundred have been handed down. How can there be so many poetic nouns, many moments of mediocrity and ordinariness are the main tone. After a round of exchanges, many people showed their faces, and only a few people were still sitting dry, not yet participating!

At this time, Guo Fuzi said: "Bowen, you also have a song!" ”

"yes, you can do it too!"

Other students clamored to see Wang Bin's skills with their own eyes!

It's finally here......

Wang Bin asked, "Master, what theme?" ”

"Then use the temple as the theme!" Guo Fuzi said: "There is no limit to the rules!" ”

Wang Bin wrote with a brush, and he was a copyist for a while.

"Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, water village mountain Guo wine flag wind, four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many buildings are in the smoke and rain!"

There is no Li Mu in this world, but he can plagiarize unscrupulously!

"Good poetry!"

The students present cheered and cheered for Wang Bin! The structure is simple and simple, and it seems to come out casually, but it expresses a kind of charm. The few masters present were slightly surprised! Usually on outings, most of the poems I write are ordinary, but I didn't expect this to be a brilliant poem.

"Bowen, it's better to do it again!" Guo Fuzi said.

"Wensi is exhausted!" Wang Bin said: "Kavin is serious! ”

"That's right, it's good to make such a good poem, how can you force it!" Guo Fuzi nodded, and did not force it anymore. Then, other scholars stepped forward and wrote their own poems, but they were much inferior and could not be compared with Wang Bin.

Many students looked at Wang Bin one after another, with envy, jealousy, and helplessness!

"In Xia Ma Wencai, Ziyuan, I have seen the junior!"

At this time, a handsome man stepped forward and said.

"I've seen Ma Gongzi!" Wang Bin replied.

"The apprentice's talent is amazing, ad......mirable," Ma Wencai praised, and then the two talked, talking about poetry, articles, and scriptures...... During the conversation, Marven gave people a feeling of spring breeze, which made people extremely close.

Ma Wencai has already appeared, is Liang Shanbo still far away, and Zhu Yingtai is also coming soon!

Wang Bin's heart was broken.

According to the rhythm, Marven is the rhythm of the villain, bringing together the advantages of all kinds of bad guys.

But after talking for a while, it gives people the feeling of relatives, and there is no sense of villain.

"That's the master!"

Wang Bin commented: "The villain in China offends people everywhere and makes people resentful, and the world knows that he is a big villain at a glance; But the villain in reality is often a good person, or a good person for a lifetime, and may get along for a lifetime, but he can't find a trace of shortcomings in his character, perfect to the extreme, close to the world, and praised by everyone!! ”

"Or rather, the moment someone realizes the problem, they're dead!"

After another moment of conversation, Marven left.

The next day, this good poem spread quickly in the academy!

With the spread of this poem, Wang Bin, who seems to be a transparent person, has once again raised his popularity to a notch!

But Wang Bin is still like an outsider, taking classes at the academy in the morning, practicing martial arts at home in the afternoon, honing Taoism, and waiting for the coming of the scientific examination!

"Boom, boom!"

That night, Wang Bin was flipping through the books, but he heard a terrifying thunder outside, as if it had exploded the void.

"Interesting!" Bai Qi smiled, "This is a demon cultivator who is crossing the tribulation, impacting the transformation realm!" Just go check it out! ”

The Yin God flew out and headed towards the thunder.

I saw that in Wuyi Mountain, Yong'an Temple, one after another thunder and lightning bombarded the marriage tree, the thunder and lightning were dense, terrifying to the extreme, more powerful and fierce than the little fox when he crossed the catastrophe.

Boom Boom!

It's just that the third thunder tribulation was hit, and the aura of the marriage tree was sluggish, and the vitality dissipated a lot.

At the time of the sixth thunder tribulation, the vitality on the marriage tree continued to dissipate, and only a trace remained; It seems that he can't hold on, and he is going to die under the thunderstorm.

The demon transformation is difficult to compare with ascending to the sky; And the transformation of plants and trees is even more difficult. Failure is a normal event, but success is luck, and luck is extreme. I think that at the beginning, if there was no help from him, the little fox would not have survived the inner demon tribulation, and would have died under the thunder tribulation!

Woooooo

It seems to feel that it is inevitable!

The Marriage Tree lifted its broken body and stood tall like a warrior facing death.