Build a framework with the power of the stars, create the stars with the power of the exercises, and create a school of cosmic starry sky flow, and the biggest reliance of the monsoon is the death power in the dantian. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In any case, the power of the monsoon is provided by the power of death, and in the future, it will also rely on this power to break through the way back...

Monsoon has already obtained a kind of cultivation method, there is no big problem, as long as the monsoon cultivation improves in the future, and then integrates the rest of the power system, maybe it is not necessary for the monsoon's sea awareness space to become a world.

Outside, the whirlpool of literary qi had slowly stopped, and Monsoon opened his eyes and stretched his shoulders very comfortably.

However, Monsoon was a little surprised, why these people were looking at him with such eyes.

"What's the matter, why are you looking at me like this, is there something on my face that can't be done, or is my brother so handsome that he has attracted the attention of others?" Monsoon's heart is constantly crooked.

"What do you see me doing?" Monsoon still asked the biggest question in his mind.

"Brother Ji, do you know what happened to you just now?" Feng Wuxian walked over, looked at Monsoon and asked.

Of course, Monsoon can't tell the truth, can I say that I have obtained a peerless exercise from Confucianism, I'm afraid that after speaking, it will be difficult for Monsoon to get out of the gate of this Jixian Building, so he has to pretend that he doesn't know anything.

"What, isn't it just a test, I didn't pass, but it's really comfortable, what's going on, why are you looking at me like that?" Monsoon asked.

At this time, the man on the stage came over and stared at Ji Feng for a while, but he didn't see anything, because Ji Feng's strength was already higher than him, and it was extremely secretive, and only a little sword qi was leaking out of his cultivation, which was nothing.

"You have just inherited the power of Wen Qi through the body, this kind of power is only the great Confucians of Confucianism can bear, but you have not cultivated the Confucianism of the Mighty and Righteous Method, how can it be? And with so much power, how did you bear it" The man was very puzzled, looking at Ji Feng and thinking.

"Who are you?" Monsoon asked directly.

Hearing Ji Feng's question, the man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Oh, haha, I forgot to introduce it at this time, my name is Lin Xin, and I am the forty-third generation disciple of Confucianism."

"Lin Xin? I haven't heard of it, if there is anything, you might as well just say" Monsoon didn't care about it, and asked directly.

Lin Xin was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to know his identity, this person was not as respectful as the rest of the people who had seen him, and he didn't care at all, of course, he wouldn't be dissatisfied because of this situation in the monsoon, but he was a little surprised.

"Haha, it's nothing, I want to ask you, do you feel any difference, because you just inherited the power of the humanistic qi that only the Great Confucian can get, there should be something different," Lin Xin looked at Ji Feng and said.

Monsoon naturally won't tell the truth, so he had to pretend to be puzzled and said, "But I don't feel any difference, I just feel a lot more relaxed, and it's very comfortable, I don't know if this counts."

Looking at Ji Feng and said with a smile, Lin Xin didn't know what to say, and with doubts in his heart, he asked, "Can you tell me what your test question is?" ”

Lin Xin looked at the monsoon, and the woman was also very surprised Looking at this weird monsoon, there was a smile in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

However, compared to them, Han Su, who was standing behind everyone, was a little worried in his heart, he knew that if it was too much to reveal, it would not be a good thing.

Ji Feng is not worried, his understanding of the temperament is not worried about anything, and his cultivation is also higher than Lin Xin and the woman in front of him, so naturally he will not worry about anything.

Ji Feng smiled lightly and said, "The test question for my exam is to write a poem with bamboo as the topic"

"And what did you write?"

Ji Feng waved his hand to draw a light curtain, and with the wave of several sword qi, one hand appeared in front of everyone.

"Insist that Qingshan does not relax,

The roots are in the broken rock.

Thousands of blows are still strong,

Ren Er's east, west, north and south winds. ”

Everyone read the poems written by Monsoon, and they couldn't help but feel a kind of excitement that surged out of their hearts, but they didn't expect that a bamboo poem would have such a big impact on themselves.

The deep meaning contained in the poem made the people present understand the deep meaning and strength, and wrote the arrogant temperament of the bamboo standing upright and rather bending.

But everyone who knows Monsoon knows what a cheating person she is, especially Han Su behind everyone, with an unbelievable face, and even he wonders if this monsoon is someone else pretending, it's too confusing.

But no one will know that in another world, there will be a person named Zheng Banqiao, and there is a traverser in this world who shamelessly plagiarized his works, which is too sad.

Monsoon looked at everyone's expressions triumphantly, of course, this mood naturally can't be shown on the face, otherwise it will be looked down upon, only a very humble expression is exposed outside, which makes these people jealous in their hearts, Monsoon can't help but sigh in his heart, the master is lonely...

Ji Feng's acting skills, even if he gives a thousand points, it is not surprising, even if Han Su has been with him for so many years, he can't help but have some doubts in his heart, whether he has misunderstood Monsoon for many years, maybe Ji Feng is really a gentleman.

"Hey, no wonder so, such a masterpiece can make the scribe's tablet emit such power, maybe it's not too strange, such a genius, maybe it's all fate" Lin Xin couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing this poem by Monsoon, he couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in his heart, he didn't expect this monsoon to have such a literary brilliance, it was really extraordinary, and he couldn't help but have a desire to win over in his heart.

"I don't know if Xiaoyou has a teacher? Maybe I can ・・・・・" Lin Xin suddenly opened his mouth and asked Monsoon.

Ji Feng directly interrupted Lin Xin's words and said, "You better give up on this matter, I already have my own master, and I am a sword cultivator, and it seems that it is not good to change the exercises of Confucianism."

Although Ji Feng said it was reasonable, but the discerning people were all there, it was just a prevarication from Ji Feng, I don't know what he thought, and he turned down such a good opportunity.

"In that case, well, the decisive result is already in・・・・・