"Is it really impossible to continue?" Looking at the examination room where Cui Wen was, Xia Jaw was nervous and expectant, and his eyes remained motionless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before the four moments, the sun is shining, and sometimes the autumn breeze is coming, and it is like a spring breeze. The sun hangs high, enveloping the earth, bringing infinite hope to people.

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, more than a dozen vast literary qi fell from the sky, and the books and scrolls in the academy danced together, which was shocking.

"Jing Academy has never seen such a scene in the past ten years, God bless Dayu!" Zuo Xiao, who had never been smiling, finally had a smile on his face at this time.

Mixed with joy and sorrow, happy that more than a dozen God-given writers will soon appear in Jingjing Academy. Sadness comes from the fact that they are most concerned and nervous in the examination room, and there is no movement for a long time.

In the examination room, Cui Wen's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and due to the excessive consumption of the style, he was flustered and tired.

"The famous articles of the sages are really not something that we and other scholars can write down at will. After a long time, Cui Wen opened his eyes, and the qi in his body recovered eight or nine times out of ten.

Bell !!

The gong sounded in the examination room, and then the invigilator took away the test papers and informed the candidates that there was still half an hour left after the end of the exam.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the snow-covered mountains. Cui Wen didn't dare to slack off, and continued to write.

"Idle fishing on the river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun. ”

"It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk! There are many divergent roads, and now you are safe? There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. Cui Wen wrote "Difficult to Walk" in one go.

The moment he finished writing, Cui Wen was like a deflated ball and collapsed on the desk, his literary energy was exhausted, and a dizzy feeling of dizziness swept through his body like a tide. It seems that I haven't eaten for more than ten days, and I don't even want to move my fingers.

The next moment, the tone erupted like a fountain!

Immediately, a warm and soft air flow fell from the sky and went straight into Cui Wen's body.

All the warm air currents surrounded the bones all over his body, and immediately submerged into the bones, strengthening Cui Wen's bones and flesh, and swept away the extremely weak tiredness.

Immediately afterwards, Cui Wen suddenly felt itchy all over his body, it was the kind of itching from the inside out, and he wanted to scratch it but had nowhere to start, which was really uncomfortable.

And this itch comes from the bones.

Cui Wen seemed to feel that there were streams of heat flowing in the bones of his body, which was extremely similar to the heavenly Wen Qi, as if it was brewing and was about to break out of the bones.

"Wenxin Tinder!" That's what is brewing in the bones, and it's about to burst out.

The spark of the heart is to light up the heart to the sea of books. Heart Road, a dark path without five fingers, Wenxin Tinder is equivalent to the street lamps on both sides of the path, leading Cui Wen to the sea of books and mountains.

"Po!" the sound, which seemed to not exist at all, suddenly came out of the body. Immediately, I saw a finger-thick fire point, slowly drifting towards the dark path, and then, half of the path could be seen.

The Wenxin Flame illuminates a quarter of the path, and the trail is filled with a trace of white gas, like mist and exuding a majestic sense of power.

That's the tone of the culture!!

When the spark of Wenxin lights up the whole path, that is, the heart road. The literary energy in the heart will gather in the sea of books and prepare for the opening of the sea of books. The literary qi cultivated in the future will also automatically converge around the sea of books through the mental path.

Wenxin ignites the heart road, and Cui Wen is officially promoted to the sixth-order Wensheng!

At the same time, in the Academy of Literature, Xia Jaw, Zhongxia and other officials suddenly bounced up from their seats and looked at Cui Wen's direction with surprise.

Xia Jaw was pleasantly surprised, and muttered in a low voice that was difficult to confidently: "Wenqi Mingzhou, almost Zhenguo, with a little recitation, it will definitely be Zhenguo!"

Immediately after, everyone's faces changed suddenly, and they exclaimed: "God-given Wenxin Tinder!"

According to common sense, when advancing to the fifth-order scholar, the cultivator begins to condense the fire of the literary heart. The condensation process is quite cumbersome and complicated, for example, Song Que has been promoted to the fifth-order scholar for a long time, but he has not been able to advance to the sixth-order scholar for a long time, because he has not yet condensed the fire of the literary heart.

And Cui Wen directly obtained the Heavenly Gift Wenxin Flame, which greatly shortened the promotion time on the cultivation road.

Compared with the Heavenly Gifted Wenxin Tinder, the Saint Former Writer is still a little lower.

This is what shocked the officials!

"There are more than 10 million scholars in the Wenwu Continent, and there have never been scholars who have been given the fire of the literary heart for ten years. Holy blessing Dayu, holy blessing Dayu!" Liu Sen was particularly excited, causing him to tremble.

On the side, all the Song officials had gloomy faces.

Zuo Xiao took a deep breath: "That place is where the tone was interrupted just now!"

Xia Jaw couldn't hide his envy: "The literary atmosphere is the town of the country, the heaven-given fire of the literary heart, a poem can be on the [Wendao] and [Holy Dao] two ways, Dayu is unprecedented, even if it is the Marquis of Zhenguo, it is only the holy front." Those so-called heroes are difficult to shoulder with them. ”

Xia Jaw looked at Song Hua and looked at where Song Que was, compared with Zhenguo and Tianci Wenxin Tinder, it was ridiculous to be in front of the Holy Mansion.

As for Song Hua's mouth, it is even more difficult to say that Song Hao's article has spread all over the world. After all, at this time, the literary examination was about to end, and there was no movement in the examination room where Song Hao was.

Liu Sen, the courtier, said with a smile: "Two gentlemen, the examiner is patrolling, are you willing to go together?"

"Of course!" Midsummer and Zuo Xiao said in unison.

The three of them looked happy and walked towards the examination room where Cui Wen was.

The three of them passed by the examination room, and the students in the examination room looked up one after another, suddenly feeling strange.

"The three gentlemen are not possessed by demons, how can they smile so happily?"

"Could it be that something is wrong?"

"Lord Yuanjun is usually an iron-faced official, but today is really strange, and his smile is as bright as the sun!"

Many students looked over and saw that when the three gentlemen passed by Cui Wen's examination room, they deliberately slowed down their pace, which was like a snail.

Cui Wen had just lit up his heart, and he was overjoyed in his heart, but he saw that the three gentlemen of the courtyard were all looking at him with extremely bright smiles.

When he saw Mr. Midsummer, Cui Wen immediately walked out of the examination room and said to Midsummer: "The student has seen Mr. and two adults. ”

"It turned out to be a student of Midsummer!" Liu Sen suddenly realized.

The two hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and seeing Cui Wen's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Liu Sen and Zuo Xiao also left with interest and continued to inspect the examination room.

"Sir, how is Grandpa Hai?" Hai Dagui was kind to Cui Wen, and he was able to escape from Dajing Mansion City safely, but fortunately, Hai Dagui did his best to help.

Midsummer nodded his chin without a trace: "Good public security, you don't have to worry." Tomorrow is the martial arts test, can you prepare? The Song family will not give up easily. ”

The martial arts test needs to compete with three candidates of the same realm, and the Song family will inevitably take the lead in challenging Cui Wen. Even if he now obtains the Heaven-Sent Wenxin Flame, in the face of the Song family's wheel battle, the winning rate is very small.

Cui Wen knew in his heart that there was Chang Wan of Chifeng Pavilion that day, so he would not sit still and wait for the Song family candidates to challenge. So, he chose to strike first.

As for what kind of way, I believe that tomorrow will surprise the Song family!

"Don't worry, sir, students have their own solutions. Cui Wen smiled.

Cui Wenbra was successful, and Midsummer didn't say much, but said: "Now, you need to focus on tomorrow's martial arts test, as for your letter some time ago, don't worry, I and Gonggong Hai are already arranging." When you enter the deer gate, this can be done. ”

"It doesn't hurt to tell you now, I am the chief staff of your father's Zhenguo Marquis, and this matter is a secret, and few people know about it. ”

"Gonggong Hai is also a subordinate of your father's relatives, including the young man you saw that day, and he is also the heir of your father's subordinates. At present, they sit for the government examination in different colleges. ”

"The Marquis of Zhenguo will protect Dayu until death, and I hope you can also inherit your father's wishes. After all, the decline of Chongqing has appeared. ”

Cui Wen listened quietly, and then asked, "What are the Song family and my Cui family looking for?"

Cui Wen did not dare to forget the words recorded on the parchment scroll of the martyrdom.

Phoenix!!

What many emperors and generals seek!

The Marquis of Zhenguo has only lived to protect Dayu, and he is a Wenzong with a lifespan of five hundred years, so why should he look for the art of immortality?

Could it be that you are looking for today's son?

But why did the Son of Heaven tell the world that the Cui family army was a rebel army and was spurned by the world?

"Don't mention this matter again, you will know what you should know!" Midsummer's expression suddenly became serious.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the two walked one after the other, and Zhongxia's tone eased slightly: "Tomorrow, bring me the parchment scroll, and when you enter the deer gate, I will tell you!"

After Midsummer told Cui Wen to be careful of the Song family again, the two parted ways.

Knock knock!!

At this time, the gong at the end of the literary test sounded, Cui Wen walked with his head down, and a figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

When I looked up, I saw Song Que staring at him gloomily, and Cui Wen staggered by.

"Cui Wen!" Song Que suddenly spoke out and said with a cruel smile: "Tomorrow's martial arts test, I want you to be the first to be notorious and worthless." To provoke the Song family, you must be prepared to pay the price. ”

"Neuropathy!" Cui Wen and the Song family have long been incompatible, so why should Song Que emphasize it again.

Looking at Cui Wen leaving without looking back, Song Que had a gloomy face, and now he had obtained the Wen Qi Quenching Body in the exam, condensing the second Wen Xin Flame to light up his heart, and it was more than enough to deal with Cui Wen, a sixth-order scholar.

"Zhenguo, God-given Wenxin fire. Song Que licked his dry lips, and said coldly: "The feeling of killing a genius is really exciting!"

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At night, the Fubun Institute is brightly lit, and you can see busy figures everywhere.

"The idea of getting drunk tonight is going to come to naught!" Liu Sen stood next to the copywriter and said with a smile, without any regrets.

"A poem of Zhenguo, ten poems of Dafu, and two poems of Naruto. For us Confucian scholars, it is more intoxicating than fine wine. Xia Jaw stood with his hands tied, and his smile was bright.

There are more than a dozen books on the desk, which are the test papers of the candidates who have won the heavenly style in today's literary examination.

Each scroll exudes a strong aroma of books, and if the pen and paper in the academy are not fixed, I am afraid that there will be an even more terrifying scene of the four treasures dancing together in the study.

"It's really exciting! Zhenguo's poems, I can't wait!" After a while, the three invigilators walked into the Academy of Literature and walked straight towards the desk.

"Don't worry, please Shengguan!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I lost my temper. Zuo Xiao smiled.