Southridge College, Dean's Study.

An Miaoyi is still in retreat, and her talents and qi are condensed, and her breath is constantly rising, approaching the lifter.

"It's really good, the third brother will help you again."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction and blurted out, "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea." ”

The power of inspirational poetry shrouded An Miaoyi's body, as if she had received the power of heaven, reached the peak of Xiucai's breath, soared again, and became a lifter in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the Heavenly Dao reward suddenly fell, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into the An Miao Yiwen Palace.

"Third brother, thank you for your help!"

An Miaoyi said excitedly.

She has been given a godsend for talking on paper, and from now on she can attack through poetry.

"It is your own accumulation in the past and your usual efforts that have made today's harvest. If you are slacking off on weekdays, even if I want to help you today, I am powerless. ”

Lin Feng said with a smile, he likes this girl more and more,

"What a strong talent...... Third brother, you are so amazing, a problem that none of us can solve, you solved it so easily, it's amazing! ”

An Miaoyi sensed the talents around her, and couldn't help but get excited again.

"This is just the beginning, and then you move on."

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

Ten poems of Zhenguo have resonated with heaven and flowed with talent.

But this only temporarily solves the problem of depletion of talent, and does not solve the problem at the root, and after a long time, talent will still be exhausted.

To solve this problem at its roots, we must find ways to generate a steady stream of talent.

The best way is naturally that the scholars of Daqin can continue to create excellent works and nurture talents.

However, Daqin's literary style has declined, and it can't be done in a short period of time, so it is necessary to give Daqin's readers time.

So he had to find a different way.

Lin Feng lifted the pointing pen and began to write again.

"What is the third brother going to do again?"

An Miaoyi was very curious, watching intently, not wanting to miss any detail.

Lin Feng wrote the words "Burrow Ming" on the top of the white paper, followed by the text of the Burrow Inscription.

"The mountain is not high, and there are immortals."

"The water is not deep, and there are immortals."

“……”

One word after another came out.

There are flowers constantly blooming around the pen, which can be described as a hundred flowers.

"Brilliant brushwork?"

An Miaoyi was taken aback, "I didn't expect that the legendary Miaobi Shenghua was real, and I was lucky enough to see it." ”

She felt incredible, and couldn't believe her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously and looked at them, and those flowers were still blooming, not a dream.

"Shenwen, definitely Shenwen!"

An Miaoyi only read the first two sentences, and she felt her head roaring, as if endless talent was empowered, and her brain was completely opened, and the whole person was clear and refreshed, and there was a feeling of feathering and soaring.

An Miaoyi wanted to shout, but she was worried about disturbing Lin Feng, so she could only shout in her heart, extremely excited.

As all the texts of the Burrow inscription jumped on the paper, An Miaoyi read it word for word, and the energy in the palace surged, and the breath on her body soared again.

"Just reading it once made me feel ......"

An Miaoyi couldn't think of any adjectives to describe Lin Feng.

With this article, the problem of talent exhaustion can be solved.

As long as everyone recites every day, they can give birth to talent and improve their cultivation within the Wen Palace.

And this is just Lin Feng's understatement, an article that he made with a wave, this kind of amazing talent is absolutely unique, looking at the ancient and modern future, it is the only one.

This text can be called a divine text.

Lin Feng is comparable to a god.

In addition, An Miaoyi really didn't know how to describe Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng still had no intention of stopping his pen, took out a blank piece of paper again, and began to write.

An Miaoyi's excited mood boiled again, her little face became red because of excitement, and her breathing became short.

One divine text is enough to shock the world, is it possible for Lin Feng to want to write ten in one go?

How is this possible?

An Miaoyi was taken aback by her own thoughts.

However, Lin Feng's next move completely subverted her cognition.

"Will Enter the Wine", "Song of Long Hatred", "Ping Demon Strategy", "Demon Extermination Theory", and "Demon Extermination......", and nine divine texts were born.

plus "The Burrow", exactly ten divine texts.

“……”

An Miaoyi was promoted to Jinshi in one fell swoop and obtained the gift of Jinshi - a sword of lip and tongue.

Looking at Lin Feng, he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Lin Feng is a god in her eyes, the god of Wendao, and the god of omnipotent Wendao.

In addition to worship, it is still worship.

This time, the talent no longer poured out from the ground, but from Lin Feng's body.

In other words, these talents were bred by Lin Feng's creation of articles, not by heaven.

Although it was conceived by Lin Feng, the number was not less than that rewarded by the Heavenly Dao, but more, almost turned into flowing water, and the sound of flowing water could be faintly heard, surging towards the surroundings.

At this moment, Nanling Academy was completely wrapped in talent, and ten articles on the town roared and resounded in everyone's hearts.

Everyone is immersed in it, and people are constantly making breakthroughs.

……

Go to the capital, go to the court.

"Talent is coming from the east, and a lot of talent is coming!"

"This time I have more talent than last time, could it be that it is the Mad King's big hand again?"

"Who else but him? How the hell did he do it? ”

"He is worthy of being the master of the path of talent cultivation, and this talent is absolutely unparalleled in the world!"

"Not only is it unparalleled in the world, but the ancient and modern future is also unique!"

“……”

The empress and the Manchu civil and military were all shocked.

As the ten articles of Zhenshi reached the court, everyone was shocked again.

""Ping Demon Policy" and "Demon Extermination Theory", is the Mad King going to level the southern demon and destroy the northern demon with his own strength? He is worthy of being a mad king, and he has such a grand dream! ”

Su Tianxian's heart set off a turbulent wave.

As a Zhenshi Tianjiao, she is just thinking about being promoted to the Tongtian Realm, becoming the emperor of people, sitting in Daqin, and resisting demons.

And Lin Feng actually thought about pacifying the southern demon and destroying the northern demon, this kind of world-shattering spirit simply swallowed mountains and rivers, far surpassing her.

How could she not be surprised?

The Manchu civil and military forces were also shocked.

Of course, the most shocking thing is the demon clan and the demon clan.

"This bastard actually treats our noble eight-armed dragon as a reptile, hateful, hateful!"

Long Hu and the other dragon sons and dragon girls saw "Ping Demon Strategy" and "Demon Extermination Theory", they were so angry that they trembled, and their green tendons were exposed.

They said that Lin Feng had created ten poems about the town, and he couldn't create a better work, and being slapped in the face by ten articles about the town at the moment was completely ignored by them very tacitly and consciously.

After all, this kind of slap in the face is fast and ruthless, what else can you do except break your teeth and swallow it in your stomach?

"This little beast treats my clan as a poultry beast, I have to pump his soul and sacrifice for ten thousand years before I can vent the hatred in my heart!"

The nine-turn demon elephant roared in the sky, rampage through the mountains, venting the anger in his heart.

The other demon clans were no exception, all of them were said by Lin Feng to have nothing to do, and they all jumped like thunder.