This time, the appearance of the strange scene made all the scholars in Qinghe City bow down and salute.

"Welcome to the Temple!"

"Welcome to the Temple!"

"Welcome to the Temple!"

“……”

The Terran Temple has arrived!

Although it is just a projection, it is still a temple of the human race, sacred and inviolable!

If it is a human race, it must serve and support the holy temple, because the holy temple is inhabited by the human saints and martial gods, as well as countless human sage classics.

Academy, Library Building.

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu saluted to the projection of the Terran Temple, and when he was about to ask what had alarmed the Temple, a thick pillar of Terran luck was cast from the Terran Temple.

Taixue Building, Wushan, which fell into a fugue, was shrouded by the pillar of human luck, and he came back to his senses in an instant.

"When the vision comes, the talent is endless, the spiritual pen is difficult to write, and the paper is difficult to carry."

"Luck is the pen, the mind is the ink, the talent is the paper, and the heart is written!"

A bell-like voice sounded in Wushan's ears, and Wushan completely sobered up.

At the same time, the spiritual paper on the desk with the first half of "Water Tune Song Head" written on it suddenly burst into flames.

Although the spirit paper was burning, the words on the spirit paper were shining with golden light, and it flew in front of Wushan, constantly wandering in the space around Wushan like a swimming fish.

Sensing the intimacy conveyed by those golden words, Wu Shan smiled.

Wu Shan stretched out his hand, his luck condensed, and a pen of luck engraved with various words appeared in Wu Shan's hand, weightless, light as a feather.

Although the pen of luck has been condensed, when Wushan holds the pen, he holds a loneliness.

This is a stroke of luck with no substance!

Wu Shan thought of the sentence that had just come to his ears: 'Luck is the pen, the mind is the ink, the talent is the paper, and the heart is written', and his heart fluttered.

Wu Shan stared at the Stroke of Luck in front of him, and as soon as his heart moved, the Stroke of Fortune flew into the air in front of Wushan.

The pen moves with your heart, and the heart starts with the word!

Wu Shan's eyes widened, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, as well as a hint of novelty about the world.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

In the second half, Wushan did it in one go, without a pause.

The words are formed, and the pen of luck disappears!

Outside, with the completion of Wushan's words, the full moon above the sky has stopped falling, and its shape is fixed at the size of a dustpan.

When the moonlight shines, this vision can be seen throughout the territory of Qingguo.

In the next second after the full moon stopped falling, a silver-white moonlight that turned into substance poured out and fell towards Qinglu Academy, Taixue Building, and Wushan.

The silver-white moonlight that turned into substance fell, enveloping the whole word of "Water Tune Song Head", and all the words that glowed with golden light were stagnant in mid-air.

Then, all the words began to rotate in a magical pattern.

At this moment, the golden words, the silver moonlight, and some of the human luck that had not had time to dissipate were all mixed together and crumpled together.

I don't know how long it took, all the light disappeared, and a round of moon-like double-sided mirrors appeared in front of Wushan.

The full moon on the front of the double-sided mirror, the waning moon on the reverse side, and countless words on the side of the mirror rotate, such as the stars arching the moon, simple and vigorous.

"Moon-looking mirrors!"

Wu Shan knew the name of the double-way mirror just by looking at it.

However, in the next second, Wu Shan looked shocked and blurted out.

"Luck Artifact!"

That's right, this is the luck stationery, carrying the luck out of it.

After taking a few courses in one of the disciplines, Wushan still understands these basic knowledge, but Wushan really didn't expect that this "Water Tune Song Head" could be condensed into a luck stationary.

It's amazing!

It's too incredible!

Sou!

At this moment, a talent six feet and one foot tall flew out from the [Moon Mirror] and entered Wu Shan's chest, Wu Shan's surprised expression instantly froze, and he entered a literary epiphany.

"Six feet and one foot!"

"A swan song for the ages!"

"This ...... This...... How is this ...... Possible? ”

Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, was extremely shocked, because since ancient times, the limit of the poetic talent of the sages of the human race has not exceeded the height of six zhang.

Now Wushan's "Water Tune Song Head" has a talent of six feet and one foot, which has broken the record and broken the highest record that the talent of the human race poetry can reach.

However, when Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, saw the [Moon Mirror] rotating around Wushan guarding Wushan, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, his pupils narrowed, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Luck Artifact!"

"This ...... This...... Oh my God! ”

Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy mountain, was surprised, but what about Wushan?

After the talent qi of six feet and one foot entered the body, Wushan began the process of converting the talent into literary qi.

However, when the talent was less than a zhang transformed, a new Wenqi Dadou suddenly condensed in Wushan's chest, which was more condensed and more simple than the Wenqi Dadou in the first realm.

The condensation of the second realm of the Great Dou of Cultural Qi doubled and accelerated the speed of Wushan's transformation of talent.

That is, in a quarter of an hour, Wushan completed the transformation of all the talents in his chest.

At this time, the Wenqi Dadou of the second realm of Wushan had already accumulated half of the Wenqi.

As long as he finds another opportunity to gather the other half, Wushan will be able to burn the natal scriptures and completely step into the second realm of literary qi.

Just when Wushan opened his eyes, the [Moon Mirror] rotating around Wushan also slowly fell into Wushan's hands.

Wu Shan held the [Moon Mirror] in his hand, and was about to take a closer look, when an old voice exploded in Wu Shan's ears.

"This is a qi luck stationary, it is of great use to suppress the luck of my human race, are you willing to give the right to use it to the holy temple?"

"Enter the holy temple, enjoy the luck of my human race and incense, and make a contribution to the protection of the peace of the human race!"

Wu Shan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look around, and was about to open his mouth to scold the person who spoke, but unfortunately he didn't see any figure.

"I am Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, and the person who just talked to you is the saint of my human race, don't panic!"

It seemed that he saw Wushan's actions, and Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy in the library building, stepped out and appeared in front of Wushan.

"Master of the Academy?"

"Well, I'm Meng Sanxiu!"

"Really? How can it be proven? ”

"Really!"

Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, didn't say anything to Wushan to prove it, but just stood there quietly, looking at Wushan with a smile.

After a while, Wu Shan reacted, this is a academy, how can anyone dare to pretend to be the mountain chief.

"Student Wushan, meet the mountain chief!"

Wushan bowed, and Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, avoided Wushan's salute and said kindly.

"This word has been turned into a fortune stationary, you have merit to my human race, this gift, the old man can't stand it!"

After Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, said this, he immediately turned the topic back.

"Are you willing to hand over the right to use this Qi Luck Stationery to the Holy Temple, enjoy the Terran Qi Luck incense offerings, and contribute to the protection of the peace of the Terran Race?"