March 30,

Li Changan went to the academy with a jar of mangniu ointment.

Two days ago, "Liang Zhu" sang all the way, and the words in the Qinglian Wen Palace exuded a richer and stronger literary atmosphere.

Although it is still not as good as "Two Lovesick Songs", it can have some effect.

There are one and there are two, and one day, the two incompatible palaces can be completely balanced.

But before that, there is still a ghost gate, waiting to be broken into.

This time, if he can survive, before the Qinglian Wengong has not fully grown, the name of Taibai must be temporarily dormant.

The closer he got to the academy, the more anxious Li Chang'an's mood became, and his body was a little stiff unconsciously.

When he came to Zhushan, Li Changan's face had become extremely pale, and his legs were stiff, like a walking corpse.

When Xu Nian saw Li Changan's appearance, he was surprised, "What's the matter?" Today is the settlement of the Wensheng List, not the execution ground. ”

"This jar is for the ashes?"

Li Changan grinned, and found that he couldn't laugh at all, "Deputy head of the building......"

"Let's go in, the academy has given a lot of civility this time."

Xu Nian waved his hand and said,

""The Evil Gift" topped the list, "Two Lovesick Songs" occupies the fifth place, and you can choose four treasures in the Zhushan Treasure House."

"You kid is crazy, I've only entered the Zhushan Treasure House twice in the academy for so many years, and I haven't taken as much as you."

Li Changan walked into the secret room, picked off the clothes outside, opened the jar, and desperately smeared the mangniu ointment on his body.

The secret room was suddenly filled with a suffocating stench.

After applying the ointment, a flame suddenly rose in Li Changan's hand, even if the Taibai Wen Palace was suppressed by the Qinglian Wen Palace, it continued.

It was only after the Wen Qi in the Taibai Wen Palace was consumed that it stopped.

Three quarters of the hour,

Li Chang'an's body shook suddenly, and in the sky above the Taibai Wen Palace, the milky white Wen Shengbang slowly unfolded.

Accompanied by the magnificent voice of "fame is luck, hope that you will reunite the luck of the human race".

Two pillars of light as thick as mountains fell from the Wensheng List.

One is fused with the poems and stars of "The Evil Gift", and the other falls on the poems and stars of "Two Lovesick Songs".

Li Changan bit the tip of his tongue, the Wensheng List was settled, and the Taibai Wen Palace was temporarily out of control again.

Trying his best to open the Qinglian Wen Palace, devouring the aura emanating from the crystal of the secret room.

This is a gift from the academy, and it can no longer be absorbed by the Taibai Wen Palace, otherwise it will definitely die.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

In the Taibaiwen Palace, there seemed to be nine thunderbolts smashing down.

The two stars of poetry and literature shone brightly, and even the Taibai Wen Palace couldn't bear it, rumbling and trembling.

Li Changan snorted, and a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

The sky above the Taibai Wen Palace is as bright as day, and the atmosphere is like the Milky Way in the nine heavens.

"Boom!"

The stars of the poems and essays that represent "The Evil Gift" soared wildly, turning into a round of poetry and civilization, reflecting in the sky.

A waterfall of literary spirit falls from the month of poetry and civilization.

On Li Changan's body, there seemed to be hundreds of knives cutting through, leaving dense small wounds.

The literary qi in the Qinglian Wen Palace gathered into a fog, and the literary qi in the secret room was also desperately pouring into the Qinglian Wen Palace, struggling to support the tilting of the Taibai Wen Palace.

But even so, it can't withstand the majestic literary atmosphere produced by the two rounds of poetry civilization month of "Ascending the Ninth Floor" and "Evil Gifts".

Time passed little by little, and every moment was a terrible torment for Li Changan.

There are more and more wounds on the body.

But Li Changan is still gritting his teeth and insisting, the cultural qi in the Qinglian Wen Palace is consumed too quickly, even if there is still the literary qi in the secret room as a supplement, it is not enough.

"Boom!"

When the poems and stars representing "Two Lovesick Songs" turned into poems and civilizations, Li Changan could no longer support it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

There was a "click" on the Qinglian Wen Palace, and a hideous crack appeared.

A deep wound appeared on Li Changan's back.

The third round of poetry civilization month is weaker than the first two rounds of poetry civilization month, and the cultural waterfall produced is also less.

But after all, it has crossed the threshold of qualitative change, and the waterfall of culture produced is endless.

"Click."

"Click."

……

In the Qinglian Wen Palace, the literary atmosphere is rapidly consumed, and the only one star in the book is simply a drop in the bucket.

Five terrible wounds appeared on Li Changan's body one after another, which were deep and bone-piercing.

It was all over the front and back of the body, and there was even a wound that almost cut the arm in the middle.

Blood was gushing out, and no matter how strong the mangniu ointment was, it couldn't be effective immediately.

Soon there was a pool of blood left in Li Changan, and it was still spreading outward.

Qinglian Wengong trembled, and the next moment it was about to completely collapse.

At this time, the mutton fat jade book supporting the two literary palaces was opened with an uproar.

The literary atmosphere in the Taibai Wen Palace is like a flood bursting the embankment, surging into the mutton fat jade book.

……

The Wensheng List dispersed, and Li Changan's control of the Taibai Wen Palace returned in an instant.

Li Changan quickly opened his palm, and a flame burned, consuming the remaining Wen Qi in the Taibai Wen Palace.

Li Changan smiled weakly and bitterly, and the flames in his palm exploded, turning into sporadic flames that fell on the floor of the secret room, burning the blood dry and turning it into ashes.

"Hoo ......"

Li Changan sat down on the ground and poured the remaining mangniu ointment in the jar on his body with all his strength.

Even the new content on the sheep fat jade book, he didn't have the heart to read it, he sat on the ground weakly, trying his best to urge the grammar, and continued to consume the literary energy in the Taibai Wen Palace.

"It's good to be alive......"

After resting for half an hour, Li Changan put on his clothes and staggered out of the secret room.

Xu Nian, who had been waiting outside for a long time, was shocked when he saw Li Changan's tragic situation, and helped Li Changan to his feet.

"What's going on?"

Li Changan's face was as white as paper, his eyes were dull, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

"Too much rhetoric...... The body didn't hold ......"

Xu Nian frowned, "Don't go to the Zhushan Treasure House first, go and cultivate!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the sleeve of Li Changan's right arm, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The hideous wound stretched from the wrist to the shoulder, and the white bone inside was clearly visible, almost splitting the right arm in two.

The wound was so horrific that the black ointment applied to the outside only eased the deterioration of the injury.

"How so!?"

Xu Nian never thought that such a thing would happen to Li Changan.

He has been in the academy for more than ten years, how has he ever seen such a situation?

There are too many literary atmospheres, and I can't even hold up my body, and I almost ruined people.

How much kind of temperament does it have to be to do this!?

"Let's go, follow me to heal." Xu Nian's feet poured out, and he carried Li Changan straight to his room.

Qi and blood pill, slimming ointment...... Even a drop of his most precious golden body fluid was removed.

After working for half an hour, Li Changan's face finally had a trace of blood, and Xu Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

"How much Wen Shengbang has dropped?" Xu Nian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with palpitations.

Li Changan replied vaguely, "There are now three rounds of poetry and civilization in the Wen Palace......

Xu Nian closed his mouth, three rounds of poetry and civilization month!?

No wonder, no wonder.

Li Changan's entry into the Wensheng List only started in January, but he appeared on the Wensheng List one after another.

There are even three rounds of poetry civilization month, how much literary atmosphere does this have to produce?

Even for the masters, the month of poetry is extremely precious.

Which round of poetry civilization month can only be obtained through hardship?

But Li Chang'an, this fledgling apprentice, actually hung three rounds of poetry in the Wen Palace.

The body doesn't have time to nourish, and it's strange if it doesn't burst.

Xu Nian is not without suspicion.

Even if there is too much culture, it will not be so terrifying that it will almost kill you.

But even if he thinks about it for another hundred years, he can't imagine that Li Changan actually has two pieces of literature that have never been seen before or since.

"It's okay to say about the small injuries on the body, but the six almost fatal injuries can't be recovered in two days, especially the injury on the right arm, especially pay attention to it." Xu Nian frowned and said,

"You have been cultivating at home for the past two days, and you will come to the academy after you recover, and then you will enter the Zhushan Treasure House."

Li Changan got up with difficulty, and couldn't even salute, "Thank you, deputy head of the building." ”

"You are my ninth-floor student, and you are my junior brother, so I naturally want to protect you." Xu Nian said,

"Don't think about it, when the head of the building comes back, I will discuss countermeasures with him, and you go back with the guards first."

Soon, someone came to escort Li Changan out of the academy.

The worried look in Xu Nian's eyes did not diminish at all.

After Li Changan left the academy in a carriage, he didn't let the guards send him back.

If this appearance is seen by my sister-in-law and little sister, I don't know how worried I will be.

He lifted the curtain and said to the guard, "Please send me to the Workshop Division." ”

"Yes, Childe."

When he came to the door of the Teaching Workshop Division, he saw the escort drive the carriage away, and a figure quietly appeared, "Lord." ”

"Tell my sister-in-law, my classmates have an appointment, and I won't go back tonight."

"Yes."

Li Changan nodded and slowly walked into the Teaching Workshop Division.

After not walking a few steps, Annan walked out, "Why did you remember the Jiaofang Division today...... What do you smell like? ”

Li Changan finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his left arm to wrap his arms around Annan's shoulder, and let himself lean on Annan, "Take me in." ”

Annan's body stiffened suddenly, and he subconsciously pushed Li Changan away, and kicked out at the same time.

"Grass!" Li Changan exhaled in pain, and Gurum rolled to the ground, and the wounds on his body that had just shown signs of healing collapsed countless times.

Several nearby nurses and maids brushed and watched.

Annan finally noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward, "Brother Li, what's wrong?" ”

Li Changan's lips were pale and trembling, "Take me in, don't let others see anything." ”

Annan gritted his teeth, leaned over and put Li Changan's arm on his neck, picked up Li Changan, and walked towards Lingxi Courtyard.

"Don't scare me......"

Annan's voice was trembling, and Li Changan had a pungent smell on his body, but under this smell, there was also a bloody smell that made his heart palpitate.

"Tap ......," Li Changan grinned weakly.

Annan was so flustered that he even slowed down.

The hand holding Li Changan's waist was wet for some reason.

Finally, Annan took Li Changan to Lingxi Courtyard, asked the maid to clean up the east wing, and carefully helped Li Changan lie down.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Annan's pupils instantly contracted.

His hands were covered with blood!