All the gold lists of the nine countries and thirteen states changed to the color of the eternal blue sky at the same time, and lines of words appeared on them......

"Qingyu case. Yuan Xi ......

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, blows down more, the stars are like rain, the BMW carved car is full of fragrance, the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The moth snow willow is golden, the smile is full of dark fragrance, and the crowd is looking for him thousands of times, and suddenly looks back, but the person is there, and the lights are dim. ”

The sky is full of lotus flowers open at the same time, the sky is like a mirage, bustling streets, endless crowds, starlight is like water, the lights are bright, some people look at the moon in high-rise buildings, some people look back on the streets, Yingying smiles, the country is overwhelmed, and a festive celebration suddenly means infinite because of this retrospective......

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was ...... in the lamplight" Zhou Yueru chanted softly, tears in the corners of her eyes at some point.

In the capital, Zhang Yiyu chanted this sentence and involuntarily looked to the south.

On the outskirts of the capital, a beautiful woman looked up at the sky and said softly: "The feeling of that day has appeared again, who can see into my mind for thousands of miles in the void?" Today, you should tell me who he is, right? ”

As soon as the lotus flower in the sky was harvested, it turned into four big characters below the green jade case:

Da Cang, Lin Su!

Da Cang?

The whole country of Dacang boiled all of a sudden, the word of the world, the highest glory of the word fell to the cang, they overshadowed the country where the word sect is located: the ancient country of Nanyang, and they also overshadowed the holy land of the legendary poem: the Southwest Buddha Country.

Lin Su?

Which Lin Su?

Before the Quzhou Confucian Temple, everyone's eyes gathered, was it him? How can it be? He didn't know what the word was before the expedition, it must have been the same name and surname......

As soon as the light on the gold list was collected, it turned into a green light and shot towards Lin Su, and a line of big words appeared on Lin Su's literary circle: "If you are looking for him thousands of times, then I will give you the pupil of 'Thousand Degrees'!" ”

A thousand degrees of pupils?

What is it? A golden thread suddenly branched out in the literary world, shooting towards his eyes, his eyes ached slightly, and a wonderful feeling suddenly appeared in his heart......

The audience was in an uproar!

Lin Su, it's actually this Lin Su!

He has received the Holy Light Infusion, which naturally represents his identity!

Lin Jialiang's face was flushed, and he raised his brother's hand high, unable to say a word.

The word sect, which only he knows, is his brother.

The glory of the word sect is a double-edged sword, he doesn't dare to reveal the slightest bit, but today, the third brother's poem directly surpasses the founding words of the day, and has become a word handed down to the world, which has been announced by the saints in the world, and he wants to tell the whole world that his third brother is the word sect! His achievements are world-famous!

Even though there were a thousand words in his heart, he still forcibly held back......

Lin Su's eyes slowly opened, his gaze moved away from his second brother's face, and shot into the distance, what did he see?

A mile away from the Yangtze River, every drop of waves seems to change its shape in his eyes, a drop of water, it seems that he can get a glimpse of a new world, a leaf, he seems to have seen through the whole autumn, he understands the eyes of the second brother, the eyes of countless people around him, he understands, and he even sees the invisible curtain wall around the Temple of Literature......

This is the "Pupil of a Thousand Degrees"!

Thousands of degrees, the world is decrypted thousands of degrees, I look at it from a glance!

This is the reward brought to him by the word of the world, and this reward is too valuable, right?

Lin Su's heart was beating wildly, he had heard someone say that there are rewards for heirlooms, but he didn't expect it to be so rewarded......

Zhou Yueru planted himself on the courtyard wall, was it him?

Zhou Shuang jumped up on the boat: "Brother-in-law......"

Xiao Jiu jumped eight feet high in the rental house: "See? These are the words he wrote to me, he looked for me thousands of times, and when he turned around at the foot of Bishui Sect Mountain that day, he happened to see me, and I was holding a lamp at that time......"

Green Yi was stunned: "Why did he go to Bishui Sect in the middle of the night?" ”

"Who said he went in the middle of the night? ...... during the day"

"Why are you holding the light during the day......"

Xiao Jiu was angry: "Get up, I'll stop your medicine ......"

In the capital, Zhang Yiyu looked at the sky stupidly, looking for him thousands of times, what are you looking for...... Who the hell is it? Night...... Night...... I've been practicing flying knives with you for a few nights, isn't that me?

On the outskirts of the capital, the beautiful woman stared at the courtyard wall and muttered: Lin Su! What kind of person is this?

……

Haining, Yang Zhifu, who was looking up at the official seal, raised his hand suddenly, and poured the white cloud edge in his hand into his mouth: "Come on, prepare a sedan chair, go to the Lin Mansion to report the good news!" ”

His subordinates were startled: "My lord, are you going in person?" ”

"Of course! Heroes of the cang, this house should be a great gift! ”

……

Lin Fu happily worshiped the ancestors and did not mention it, before the Huichang Confucian Temple, the students had different expressions.

Lin Jialiang, an old and serious person, is most exposed today and is out of shape.

Zeng Shigui is the only one who is truly happy for Lin Su.

Periphery, his family Xiuniang smiled from ear to ear.

And Lin Su, on the contrary, was very indifferent, and just lightly told the students who participated in the gambling: Do you still have silver tickets on you? If there is, hand it over on the spot, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, send it to the yard I rented tomorrow, the yard is not known to others, Zhou Liangcheng knows, everyone comes with him.

In a word, Zhou Liangcheng almost ran away.

Today the Lin brothers are a win-win situation.

The rest of the people have both wins and losses - the losers are betting, and the winners are the middle moves.

He is the only one who loses lose.

On the one hand, he didn't win the move and fell off the list.

On the other hand, the bet was lost.

Now, this bastard still dares to mention the matter of renting the yard, which is to sprinkle a handful of salt on his wounds, and at the same time rub it hard.

Thinking about the day, when the Lin brothers entered the city, a group of students pointed out the country and promoted the method of the whole person, how high-spirited, everything seemed to be in the palm of the hand, but in just ten days, everything turned over, and the people who were suppressed by them in every way became Huiyuan, became a legend in the world of words, and became a hero, and they were defeated.

From then on, he Zhou Liangcheng is no longer in the same world as them......

All thoughts are lost, that's what he's talking about, right?

The golden light was shocked, and ninety percent of the test students in the field were cleared, and all the people who failed to make the list were cleared, leaving only 200 people.

"Ciwen Mountain!"

The Confucian Temple watchman said three words, and the person was already hidden, and at the last moment of hiding, he glanced at Lin Su deeply......

"Third brother, remember the words of the second brother, you must do your best to capture the Purple Wenshan or the Golden Mountain."

The literary world is divided into seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and purple is the highest.

Wenshan is eight-colored, in addition to these seven colors, there is also the legendary mysterious gold mountain.

Those who have gold mountains must be a generation of writers.

Of course, Jinshan is not available to ordinary people, but the third brother is possible......

On the stele, 200 gold pages suddenly flew out, and the gold pages fell at the feet of 200 test children, and each of the test children stepped on one, and the gold pages broke through the sky and went straight to the sky.

Lin Su's nine-faced literary world shook at the same time, and the poems, words, and art of war he wrote all turned into a mysterious force that extended to the golden page, firmly stabilizing himself.

Capture Wenshan, not rely on rankings, mainly depends on the depth of the foundation of Wendao, all your achievements in Wendao will become your strength, with these, you can experience high-altitude winds, thunder, lightning, heavy rain, send yourself to a higher place, the higher you stand, the higher the grade of Wenshan.

Rising to a height of ten miles, Wen Mountain has begun to appear around, and the hills are suspended in the air, all of them are red, occasionally orange, and they are also red.

The golden page under Zeng Shigui's feet is shaky, but his face is full of perseverance, his background is lower than others, he does not have so many classic and ancient books in other people's homes, and there are not many famous teachers on his road, he just relies on a perseverance, and he has come to this day, he wants to pick up a better Wenshan!

"Brother Zeng, can you hold on?" Lin Jialiang next to him.

"Brother Lin, don't be distracted, you just go up and ......," Zeng Shigui gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm with you!" Lin Jialiang's rise speed was even slower, and he even lived below Zeng Shigui, if Zeng Shigui fell, he could still block it.

Zeng Shigui above suddenly burst into tears, and from this moment on, he vowed to live and die with the Lin brothers.

They continued to rise, crossed the orange zone, entered the yellow zone, and finally advanced into the green zone!

"Brother Lin, little brother can only go here!" Zeng Shigui jumped bravely, stepped on a green Wenshan, this foot, Wenshan directly turned into nothingness, integrated into his body, Zeng Shigui slowly descended, he completed his Wenshan scramble, captured the green top grade Wenshan, beyond his initial expectations.

Lin Jialiang passed the green zone and entered the cyan zone, it stands to reason that he can only pick the cyan zone, but today, he suddenly feels that his literary world is still very stable, and the words and strategies he has written are still closely connected with the golden pages under his feet, and he wants to continue to rush upward.

The wind was blowing, and he struggled to control the ......

With a bang, Zhao Ji next to him rolled down, fell down, and slid through the cyan area and the green area in a blink of an eye...... A Wenshan in the orange area took the initiative to meet him and integrated into his body, and Zhao Ji's face changed suddenly.

If he only wanted to capture Wenshan in the cyan area, he would be completely able to capture it, but he was a little more ambitious, and he thought about the blue area, but he was overturned by the strong wind, and only harvested an orange mountain, which was 108,000 miles away from the green mountain, and there was no way to change it at all.

This is the cruelty of Wenshan.

You can take risks and climb the ladder, but you also have to pay the price of failure.

Once you're successful, you're done.

Once you fail, you will not be without Wenshan, you will always be matched with a Wenshan, but the one who takes the initiative to match you is often two or three levels worse than the one you won at your real level.

He failed!

The main reason is that he is unwilling to lose in the hands of the Lin brothers, Lin Jialiang is still jumping upwards in an old way, he doesn't want to settle, this is good, people who don't want to settle have a garbage Wenshan.

Lin Jialiang gathered all his energy, stabilized his body, and worked hard to go up, little by little, inch by inch, just when a beam of lightning struck down from the purple area, he turned over sharply and stepped on a mountain at the top of the blue area.

This Wenshan is blue with deep purple.

Blue top grade Wenshan!

A crystal clear mountain appeared on his literary world, Lin Jialiang couldn't believe it at all, I ...... Can you actually harvest the blue top-grade Wenshan?

You need to know that in the entire Quzhou, those who can seize such Wenshan are only a few fingers per session!

And this time?

He raised his gaze and looked at the sky, the sky was rolling, and among the current, there were only four figures, Qiu Zixiu, Fu Xiaochun, Du Zhou, and his third brother Lin Su!

Du Zhou? Du Zhou also dared to impact Purple Wenshan? Aren't you afraid of ending up with Zhao Ji?

With a bang, a string of electricity hit Du Zhou's body, and he rolled down with a scream, quickly crossing the blue area, the cyan area, and the green area, and an orange mountain below took the initiative to catch up.

"No......" Du Zhou roared angrily......

He and Zhao Ji became difficult brothers.

Fu Xiaochun let out a long laugh, stepped on the top of the Purple Wen Mountain, and successfully obtained the Purple Wen Mountain, the current hit the top of his head, and the smile on his face still did not change.

And Qiu Zixiu shot out of the current suddenly, passed in front of Lin Su, and fixed his foot on the purple Wen Mountain at the top, and his signature smile appeared on his face: "Brother Lin, I'm sorry for this fight, the younger brother is no longer humble." ”

Purple Wenshan, the largest one he occupied.

Lin Su smiled slightly: "It's like you let me before." ”

"So you accepted it this time?" Qiu Zixiu smiled more and more happily.

"Purple Zone, if you want to play, you can play with joy, I won't rob you!" Lin Su looked at the sky from afar: "Above, is the scenery I want!" ”

"Above, hehe......" Qiu Zixiu smiled, blended into Wenshan, and landed slowly.

There may be a sky above, but it is a forbidden realm, even if Qiu Zixiu still has the strength to spare, he may choose the largest purple mountain, and he will not want to get a glimpse of the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

Because all the high-level people have said, don't be greedy, the Nine Heavens Secret Realm, the Nine Heavens Gale, once it is swept away, people's sanity will be lost, and in the end, you can only wait for the most rubbish Wenshan to take the initiative to greet you.

Only people like Lin Su, who lack family background, don't know this taboo.

Okay, get you on!

As soon as you step on it, your garbage mountain will become an eternal drag on you, and you will no longer be a genius.

A hundred miles of long-distance running, you lead all the way in the first fifty miles, and fifty miles behind, it will be your nightmare.

Lin Su manipulated the golden page and rose again, ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles, there was no Wenshan, not one!

Lin Su raised his gaze and looked at the sky from afar, and the pupil of a thousand degrees told him that there was a golden light a hundred miles away.

Gold Mountain! The legendary mountain of gold!

Lin Su concentrated all his mind, firmly controlling the golden page under his feet, suddenly, a strong wind blew violently, this wind was completely different from the ordinary wind, the wind together, straight through the whole body, Lin Su suddenly felt that the true qi in the dantian, the connection of the literary world, seemed to be blown away at once.

At that moment, his brain suddenly lit up.

The heirloom chapter he had just written suddenly opened, and he was connected to the golden page under his feet again, but he was also scared into a cold sweat, and in an instant, he descended ten miles!

It's horrible!

Lin Su stabilized his body again, impacted again, and arrived at the place where he was blown away just now, this time he took a deep breath and locked the connection of his whole body firmly, the wind blew, and the pain was piercing, but his golden page was still stable, and he rose ten miles again, and another more violent wind blew, Lin Su mobilized the war poem, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, breaking through hard.

It was another ten miles, and the third wave of more violent winds blew, and Lin Su's heart was cold.