A colorful jade-colored ancient seal character appeared under Zhao Xiangong's feet, and disappeared over Jianmu with Wang Tiangang.

"This time in the Longmen Competition, only the students of the academy can fight, and we, the masters of Wenzong, cannot make a move."

"Only if you are too white can you win."

"If you win, you can get the sage's qi, at least you can slow down the decay of the building wood, so that you can delay time as much as possible and give Taibai a chance to grow."

Wang Tiangang disagreed,

"No, definitely not!"

"If Taibai appears in front of the world now, he will definitely die, is it necessary for Taibai to be buried for the sake of the saint's popularity?"

"You also said that Taibai is the only person who can help Jianmu recover in the past ten years."

"Why is Zhao Xiangong so short-sighted?"

Zhao Xiangong glared, "What?" Do you know that I am a virtuous man? ”

"Do you really think that we old guys can't kick the donkey in the head?"

Wang Tiangang had an embarrassed smile on his face, and touched his head embarrassedly, "Zhao Xiangong said with a smile. ”

"Longmen Dabi Bailu Academy can't lose, otherwise it will be bitten off a piece of meat by those four evil wolves." Zhao Xiangong sighed lightly,

"So we need Taibai's poetry to make sure we can win the fight."

Wang Tiangang seemed to react, and immediately took a few steps back, with a dangerous aura coming out of his body, and he had a posture of wanting to do something if he didn't agree.

"Taibai's poems...... If I'm not mistaken, do you want Taibai to use the method of spreading the saints? …… I wonder, whose idea was this? ”

Zhao Xiangong pointed at himself, "My idea." ”

"The academy can't lose, and Taibai can't be exposed, so this can only be used."

"If Taibai has a poem, use the method of spreading the saint and pass it on to another person in the academy."

"Of course, the academy will compensate Taibai."

Wang Tiangang couldn't help but sneer, "Compensation? Zhao Xiangong, do you know how much influence a poem that tops the list of literary saints has on a scribe? ”

"That represents a steady stream of culture, even if it is a year or two, or even five or ten years later, it will improve a lot of culture for Taibai."

"Every poem that ascends to the top is a cornerstone for a scribe, especially a scribe who is in the foundation building stage."

"At this juncture, you actually want Taibai to pass on the poems to others?"

Wang Tiangang couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately turned around and was about to leave.

A colorful jade-colored light curtain fell, blocking Wang Tiangang's way.

"Zhao Xiangong wants to do something to me?" A hint of coldness appeared between Wang Tiangang's eyebrows, "I've been sitting in the holy temple for ten years, and this little means can't stop me." ”

Zhao Xiangong said helplessly, "After so many years, your temper has not changed at all, listen to me and make a decision after I finish the conditions." ”

"Holy text, Wenjing, grammar, Wenbao, what you want."

"In addition, Taibai Shiwen, all families have to bid for auction."

"I can guarantee that I will never let Taibai suffer!"

Wang Tiangang stopped, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

Zhao Xiangong continued,

"And you think I'm joking when I check the books? Taibai's literature has been moved by me to the capital headquarters, and it is directly linked to the Wensheng Palace. ”

"Unless the master personally intervenes, no one will be able to find out the details of Taibai."

Wang Tiangang's face finally eased slightly, and he turned around again, "Give the holy text too?" ”

"Give!" Zhao Xiangong nodded, "The academy will give at least two!" ”

"In addition, the treasures after the victory of the Longmen Dabi Wendou, as long as the academy is humane, the rest will all belong to him."

"Tiangang, the academy really needs the saint's temperament now, otherwise it will be difficult to hold on any longer."

Speaking of which, Wang Tiangang can't say anything more.

Zhao Xiangong did not use his power to suppress people, and he also took out the holy text, at least showing his sincerity.

"This matter depends on Taibai's own intentions, if he doesn't want to, I can't help it." Wang Tiangang said.

Zhao Xiangong nodded, "This is natural. ”

Wang Tiangang's face was complicated, and he turned to leave.

didn't take a few steps and stopped, "You don't need grammar, and you don't need civil treasures, these are too easy to expose your identity." ”

"Holy text, Wen Jing, and golden body liquid...... Taibai needs to improve the heavenly and earthly treasures of Wendao and martial arts cultivation. ”

Zhao Xiangong solemnly assured, "Okay, everything is ...... for Taibai news."

The voice did not fall,

A paper kite flew down in front of them.

Zhao Xiangong opened the paper kite, and looked at Wang Tiangang strangely from behind,

"This is too white...... The temper is even more short-tempered than yours. ”

Wang Tiangang looked confused, "What...... What do you mean? ”

"Look at the Wen Shengbang by yourself, thirteenth." Zhao Xiangong suddenly laughed, "Now I believe that Taibai will definitely be willing to use the method of spreading the saints." ”

Wang Tiangang hurriedly summoned the inscription, and on the simple and unpretentious dark golden inscription, there was a faint condensation of a faint multicolored brilliance.

When he unfolded the thirteenth poem on the list of literary saints, he was instantly dumbfounded.

"This stinky boy, is it so rigid?"

Even he couldn't help but tremble when he saw Taibai's arrogant words.

……

An hour ago,

Zhushan Houshan,

Li Changan successfully cultivated the Dragon Elephant Inner Breath, and waited until his physical strength was almost recovered, before he put on his weighted underwear and slowly walked to the ninth floor.

After having the dragon elephant's internal breath, every movement of the body seems to be able to echo the dragon elephant's internal breath, as if there is a backbone.

The dragon elephant breathing method is also getting smoother.

Back to the ninth floor,

Li Changan immediately felt a different atmosphere in the first floor.

Quite a few people have set their sights on themselves.

"What's going on?" Li Changan sat back in his chair and asked Annan beside him.

Annan leaned in and lowered his voice and said, "The thirteenth on the Wensheng List, Zhang Yuheng, the top newcomer of Songyue Academy in March. ”

"What does it have to do with me?" The second monk Li Chang'an was confused, but he still summoned Wen Zheng.

Annan said worriedly, "The poem written by that guy in April is ranked thirteenth. ”

"Just now, he invited you to fight!"

Li Changan unfolded Zhang Yuheng's poems, and sure enough, eye-catching large characters appeared below.

"Taibai is as timid as a mouse, Jiang Lang is exhausted, and he doesn't dare to accept face-to-face competitions."

"In that case, I'll give you a chance."

……

In the next words, Li Changan didn't look at it anymore, and directly put away the paperwork.

"These miscellaneous pieces are really endless, like Teniang's dog skin plaster."

Annan got a little closer, grabbed Li Changan's wrist, and a wisp of fragrance drilled into Li Changan's nose, "We all know that they are here for you." ”

"Whether it's a door-to-door provocation or an invitation to fight on the Wensheng list, it's all to provoke you out."

"At this time, you must not be impulsive."

"If even you lose, it's going to be hard for us to turn over."

Li Changan nodded and patted Annan's hand, "Don't worry, I won't fall for them." ”

But soon, someone on the first floor began to curse,

"his ancestor!"

"This brute!"

Li Changan unfolded the Wensheng list again, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Just this month, my classmates came to the door to challenge and won consecutive battles."

"Brother Taibai, isn't he afraid? Worried that you will follow in the footsteps of your classmates? ”

There was no swearing, but every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing into the hearts of all the students of White Deer Academy.

It was as if tearing open a bloody wound and pouring salt water on it.

The stinging pain is almost crazy.

Li Changan was about to respond, but Zhou Ziyu held down his wrist,

"Brother Li, don't be impulsive! He's provoking you! ”

"He's not alone. As long as you agree, there will definitely be a master, and even Wenzong will use the method of spreading the saints. ”

"Annan is right, you can't be defeated at this time, if even you are defeated, we really can't raise our heads."

Li Chang'an clenched his teeth, and there seemed to be a fire in his chest burning his heart and liver.

Without waiting for Li Changan to speak, eye-catching big characters appeared on the Wensheng list again,

"Brother Taibai must not retreat, after all, in the huge White Deer Academy, only Brother Taibai alone can support the building that will collapse."

Bang......

All those who saw this were furious.

Not the son of man!

Not the son of man!

Li Changan laughed angrily, his hand was full of Chinese, and he quickly wrote,

"Taibai is just an ordinary student, thank you Brother Zhang for being so concerned."

"That being the case, Taibai Bucai will challenge everyone in Songyue Academy on the May Wensheng List, not limited to students, no matter the master Wenzong, one is counted as one, and everyone is on it together."

"I'm waiting for you on the May Sacred List!"

"After all, I'm more than enough for me. - Too vain"