After hearing that his teacher agreed to accept him as an apprentice, Xia Wenxue's cold face was as moving as a spring flower.

"Clear, Master."

"I will definitely be filial to you."

Xia Wenxue bowed deeply to her teacher with a little excitement.

Two hundred years ago, she felt that her teacher had reached the point of being supernatural in terms of literature and Taoism.

After all, it is impossible to compose a poem in just a few seconds, let alone make a peerless poem, even the dean of the Hundred Academies may not be able to do it.

But her mentor was able to do it easily, not only in a matter of seconds, but also in several in a row.

This kind of talent that can shock the eternal is something she has never seen before.

Moreover, her teacher has the grace of education for her, and she is not a person who forgets her roots, so she has recognized Su Changzhou as her master in her life.

Even if the elders of the Hundred Academies wanted to accept her as a personal disciple, she directly refused.

"My name is Yun Yiyi."

"From now on, I will be your senior sister."

Yun Yiyi stretched out her hand and said in a friendly manner.

She has nothing to be dissatisfied with the master's acceptance of an apprentice, after all, accepting an apprentice is her master's business, and she has no qualifications to care.

If she wants to make her master's reputation resounding in the Penglai world, she can't rely on herself alone, and having one more helper is not a bad thing at all.

And this junior sister seems to be an important figure in this Shengwen Dynasty, with her help, expanding Senior Brother Su's fan group in the Shengwen Dynasty should be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Senior Sister Yun, please take care of me in the future."

Xia Wenxue nodded and said.

Although she is older than this Senior Sister Yun, she started earlier than herself, and it is also appropriate to call her Senior Sister.

And she is quiet by nature, and she doesn't have any idea of competing for the position of senior sister, as long as she can learn from her teacher, then she will be satisfied.

"Ask Xue, there is something I want to ask you for the teacher."

Su Changzhou looked at his newly recruited apprentice and asked.

"Master, just ask if you have anything."

"The disciple must answer all the questions."

Xia Wenxue looked at the master seriously and said.

"Have you joined any other sects?"

"Master, no."

"Then how did you step into the realm of Jindan in two hundred years?"

Su Changzhou asked a little puzzled.

Without the cultivation of the resources of the sect, it is almost impossible to achieve the consummation of the Jindan in such a short period of time, and even if there is a sect to cultivate, it needs a person with extremely high talent to do it.

Moreover, there seems to be no place with strong aura in this Shengwen Dynasty, and it is even more difficult to achieve the consummation of Jindan.

"Master, I continue to improve my literary tone by studying the poems and theories you left behind every day."

"Especially the "Persuasion", I have always kept it in mind."

"Mountains of soil are accumulated, and wind and rain are prosperous; The water becomes an abyss, and the dragon is born. ”

"Therefore, if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles; If you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas. ”

"Therefore, the disciple is studying seriously every day, constantly improving his literary temperament, and unconsciously has the strength he has now."

Xia Wenxue replied respectfully.

Normal literary cultivation is to study the poems and strategies of ancient or contemporary sages to improve one's literary tone.

But in Xia Wenxue's opinion, his master seemed to be better than these sages.

For example, the ancient sages' persuasion poems can have seven or even eight buckets of talent, and if they can get their poems, their cultivation speed will increase several times.

But his master was about to leave two hundred years ago, and wrote this "Persuasion" in the hope that she would study it seriously.

When his master finished writing, a ten-zhang literary spirit rushed into the sky, and the avenue of literature rang with the bell of the avenue.

The bell of the Great Dao can only be heard by those who have been recognized by the Great Dao, and it has been recorded in the ancient history books that only the immortals of the Penglai Realm have been able to get the bell of the Great Dao in ancient times, and it was obtained when they were in the Mahayana realm.

Therefore, when she came to observe and study the authentic work of "Persuasion" every day, she could have a good cultivation speed even in this mortal world with poor spiritual energy.

In addition, she is already talented, so it is not strange to achieve the consummation of Jindan in two hundred years.

However, she didn't show this "Persuasion" to others, not because of her selfishness, but without the permission of her teacher, she naturally didn't dare to spread it indiscriminately.

"How can this thing be so useful?"

Su Changzhou said a little confused, he thought that this Great Dao Bell was just a special effect of the Heavenly Tribulation just like the Heavenly Thunder Rolling.

Xia Wenxue's eyes began to reveal infinite admiration and admiration, and she nodded and said:

"Yes, no one can match the master's talent."

"Therefore, after the disciple successfully became the national prince of the Shengwen Dynasty, let the students of the entire Shengwen Dynasty have already mastered you as an example."

"All the poems and strategies that the master has shown to outsiders, the disciples regard them as something that Suzi Academy must learn."

Su Changzhou raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, the inner ghost is really you...

He was thinking that his poems would not normally be so widespread, even the common people knew about it.

The official position of his second apprentice is as big as that of the Minister of Education.

It is very difficult for people with such official positions to publicize their deeds, even if they want not to spread them widely.

"Ask the snow."

"Our monks should keep a low profile."

"So don't do such high-profile things in the future."

"If you really can't help but want to be high-profile, then please don't bring it as a teacher."

"Clear?"

Su Changzhou looked at his second apprentice and admonished.

Just accepted this Xia Wenxue as an apprentice, this kind of important thing naturally has to be clearly informed, otherwise he will not be able to bear it when the time comes.

Low profile?

After hearing the master's admonition, Xia Wenxue's eyes were a little empty.

The word low-key is obviously incompatible with what his master said.

At that time, his master was fighting in Chunxiang Pavilion, and then several peerless poems in a row made all the scholars and celebrities speechless.

After being the champion in high school, he pointed out the emperor's mistakes in governing the country in person, and then gave a policy of governing the country so that the emperor wanted to worship him as the prime minister.

And the master who said above the court that "Mo Chou has no knowers on the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you" actually said that he wanted to keep a low profile?

Something is wrong, absolutely not right.

Has it really become low-key and calm?

Impossible, his high-spirited master could not be so low-key and calm.

This must be the master's test for himself!

Thinking of this, Xia Wenxue suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Looking like a master who has traveled in the world, that bland look made her more determined to guess.

No, no, maybe the master is really low-key.

Don't think too much, don't think too much.

Watching the eyes of his two apprentices go from dim to glowing, Su Changzhou felt a bad premonition.

And it feels like I've experienced it before.

But after seeing the two apprentices return to normal again, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.