Looking at Wang Lei's panicked appearance, and listening to Wang Lei's unconfident urging, Qin Sheng faced everyone again, his expression was still so calm, and he didn't have the slightest arrogance because of his first poem.

Qin Sheng didn't immediately read out the next verses, he glanced at the students of the Shengwen Academy of Higher Education in front of him, and then said: "Xiaosheng is not talented, limited knowledge can only make such untalented works, maybe it can't enter the eyes of all talents at all, since Wang Daxiu looks down on Xiaosheng so much, Xiaosheng is deeply honored!"

"Don't pretend anymore, hurry up with a few pounds and taels!"

"It's okay, it's okay! Xiaosheng will be ugly!" Qin Sheng finished speaking, and then said: "I hear birds crying everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers fall!"

At the moment after Qin Sheng recited the whole poem, a thousand rays of light shot from the distance of the sky, emitting ten thousand rays of light, and the light was completely golden, and this light quickly crossed the mountains and rivers, and quickly pilgrimaged to the Academy.

Everyone present also saw the golden holy light, and couldn't help but be shocked, and they shouted excitedly, excited.

"Holy Light! Golden Holy Light! Golden Holy Light has appeared, coming towards us!"

"Yes, it's the Holy Light, it's the Holy Light!

In addition to the surprise of the golden light, some people in the crowd were still shouting, and they were shouting the white air flow that came with the golden light.

In the white airflow, it was full of the side of the Chinese characters and the complete Chinese characters, and they called this kind of airflow that could show the handwriting as the Wenqi, the supreme Wenqi in the Shengyuan Continent.

Hu Wen, who had been repeating the poem that Qin Sheng had just finished, was not only surprised by what Qin Sheng had done, but also praised Qin Sheng in his heart, and then saw the golden holy light and literary aura coming from the holy mountain in the distance, Hu Wen was also shocked.

The Holy Light and Wenqi were able to appear in the entire Shengyuan Continent, and it was also the time when the scholars were admitted to the literary position, and the Holy Light and Wenqi at that time were also due to the level of the literary position they obtained, and there were more and sometimes less, and there had never been such a surprising scene in the Shengyuan Continent in Datong Mansion.

Because today, because now, is not the time for a scholar to take the literary position, not the time to receive the literary position in the Temple of Literature, such a situation has never appeared in the entire Shengyuan Continent.

Hu Wen was full of doubts in his heart, and he also paid attention to the golden holy light and Wen Qi that came quickly, and when he saw the Holy Light and Wen Qi, Hu Wen couldn't help but be deeply shocked again, because the Holy Light and Wen Qi that came were so powerful.

There is only one possibility, that is, someone in Datong Mansion has alarmed the Holy Beings on the Holy Mountain, and only by alarming the Holy Beings will the Holy Light appear and there will be a flourishing culture. However, who in the Datong Mansion has such the ability to alarm the saints on the holy mountain?"

Thinking about it, Hu Wen kept scanning the people in front of him, and he shook his head again and again, thinking that it was impossible for them, and the only thing that made Hu Wen's eyes stop was Qin Sheng, who was composing poetry just now.

Looking at Qin Sheng's indifferent appearance, Hu Wen once again recalled the poems that Qin Sheng had just recited, and suddenly exclaimed in his heart: "Could it be that it was his poems that alarmed the sages on the holy mountain, and this holy light and literary aura are all for him!"

Hu Wen had just finished exclaiming, and before the holy light and literary qi had come to them, a person hurriedly ran out of the Holy Literature Academy.

The man has an extraordinary temperament and a dignified appearance, but the only thing that makes people a little afraid is his eyes, his eyes are spirited, stern and deep.

When the crowd saw his arrival, they all respectfully called him Mr. Lu, yes, he was Lu Yun, the head of the Holy Literature Academy, Lu Yun had been reading books in the study room of the academy before, and at the moment when the golden holy light appeared and quickly came towards the academy, Lu Yun quickly felt the huge holy light and literary aura from the holy mountain with the perception ability that his Jinshi Wenshu possessed.

For this reason, Lu Yun was also deeply puzzled and surprised, because he was more aware of the appearance of the holy light, so he rushed out of the study with great surprise, he wanted to see with his own eyes why this holy light came from and who it was for!

Qin Sheng just read the poem outside the academy, Lu Yun also heard it, when he heard the first sentence, he was deeply shocked, for the words in the poem to say goodbye, at the same time also in anticipation to hear all the poems Qin Sheng recited, at this time is carefully thinking and analyzing, greatly praised as a peerless poem, just now I was also about to walk out of the academy of literature, see this poet with my own eyes.

But suddenly, I felt the powerful holy light and aura from the holy mountain.

Lu Yun and Hu Wen, who had just been outside the gate of the academy, also felt the same way, and he was also wondering if the holy light at this moment was because of the poems in front of the academy just now.

Lu Yun looked at everyone's exaggerated surprise, and suddenly asked: "I didn't know that spring sleep just now, and I heard birds crying everywhere." The sound of wind and rain at night, how many people know who the flowers are!"

Although everyone watched with great anticipation as the golden holy light came quickly, as Lu Yun, the head of the academy, they had the same respect, so at this moment, someone in the crowd said, "He is the one who just composed the poem!"

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, it's him!"

When the few people who answered Lu Yun spoke, they couldn't help but point their fingers at Qin Sheng.

Following the direction of their fingers, Lu Yun saw Qin Sheng, the only one standing in the crowd with a calm face, because of Qin Sheng's calmness and calmness, and because of the amazing masterpiece he had just made, Lu Yun couldn't help asking: "Lu Yun of the Holy Literature Academy of Datongfu, I don't know the spring sleep I just made, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. Did this kid do it?"

Hearing that the person asked was Lu Yun, Qin Sheng felt a pure Confucianism in his words, and immediately said modestly and politely: "Back to Mr. Lu, the one just now is indeed Xiaosheng's bad work!"

"It's really you, this is the first amazing work, the world's first amazing work, I don't know the name of the little student!

"Mr. Hui Lu, Xiao Sheng is from Dao County, and his nickname is Qin Sheng, who came to the academy this time because of the recommendation of Master Jiang, who came to study in the academy!"

When Qin Sheng's words fell, Lu Yun was shocked and said, "What, you are Qin Sheng, the holy child of Dao County!"

Looking at Lu Yun's surprised expression, Qin Sheng nodded silently.

Just when Qin Sheng nodded, the golden holy light from the distance of the holy mountain passed through the houses and streets of Datong Mansion, the earth path, and slid down and flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and the golden light spread out from the top of Qin Sheng's head, instantly enveloping Qin Sheng, and the Wen Qi that came with the golden holy light poured down from the top of Qin Sheng's head, and in the blink of an eye, the Wenxin Palace between Qin Sheng's eyebrows began to change

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