Chapter 17 The Rainbow Runs Through the Sun

Jiang Tianzuo hurriedly ran up and asked with concern, "Good apprentice, how is it?" ”

Xing Laosan hurriedly replied: "The method created by the poor Dao is naturally one in ten thousand. ”

"Quick?" Xu Moyan questioned.

Syllable!

Xu Moyan's brain was slapped in the face.

"Where do you want to go?" Xing Laosan finished teaching Xu Moyan, and then said: "He also surrendered the nine-headed red bird to become his mount, do you say that he is angry?"

I thought that the old man wanted that beast to become a mount, but he refused to live or die, but he didn't expect to be subdued by this kid, and he also devoured the old man's faithful mount, alasβ€”β€”"

Bang Bang Bang!

Jiang Tianzuo clapped his hands and applauded.

"On the way of cultivation, there is no shortcut, you are an evil art, consuming the vitality of the cultivator as a price, reckless energy, in the end, the avenue is not completed, the body is destroyed, what is the use of cultivating?

Steady and gradual progress is the best policy, not only to prolong life, but also to earn a long enough time for the cultivator to preach, isn't it more fragrant than a momentary ability? ”

Xing Laosan was not convinced, and defended: "How to solve the situation of apprentices? ”

"That's because he met you first, otherwise he wouldn't be in the situation he is in now."

Seeing that the two began to quarrel again.

Xu Moyan mediated.

"Okay, two masters, whether it is Confucianism or so-called evil arts, as long as it can save people from danger, it is a good spell.

Now is not the time to quarrel, you should think about how to solve the problem of disciple cultivation. ”

Alas!

"There's no good way to do it!"

"Let's take a step, let's take a look."

"I knew it was going to happen."

Xu Moyan was about to leave after speaking.

Jiang Tianzuo stopped him: "Disciple, you now need to burn the poem you wrote that aroused the talent of heaven and earth on the jade of the Holy Palace.

In this way, not only can you consolidate your cultivation, but you can also get a magic weapon at random. ”

"How do I burn?" Xu Moyan was eager to try.

Jiang Tianzuo pointed with his hand: "Do you see the raised stone in the middle?" ”

Xu Moyan nodded.

"Sitting on a stone and meditating on poetry, the talent in your body will turn into a pen and burn the article on the jade."

Xu Moyan jumped up and hung cross-legged in the air.

This moment.

Talent gushes out instantly.

Xu Moyan closed his eyes and meditated on a pen.

The talent condensed, and soon, a pen appeared in the void.

Xu Moyan wrote, Jiang Tianzuo and Xing Laosan chattered.

"Drunk and looking at the sword ......"

By the time they finished writing, the two had already been impressed by their talents.

"Good poetry!"

"Good words!"

"It's poetry!"

"It's a word!"

The two began to bicker again.

Sou!

That's when it happened.

A pillar of light lit up, illuminating the Holy Palace.

At the top of the pillar of light, a golden brush slowly descended, and finally hovered above the altar.

Xu Moyan slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Tianzuo was overjoyed and said hello to Xu Moyan.

"Congratulations to the apprentice, I got a Confucianism and Taoism holy pen, and the grade is a purple section."

Xu Moyan was stunned and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Explained: "The quality of the holy artifact is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. Red is the initial grade, purple is the most, and the first section is his grade.

In the future, as your level increases, so does the Hallows. ”

It turned out to be an upgrade stream...... Xu Moyan muttered in his heart, but said: "Thank you master for your guidance, all this is good for the master's teachings." ”

Jiang Tianzuo likes to listen to this kind of sycophancy, and is despised by Xing Laosan next to him.

"Childish!"

Thundered!

The Holy Palace began to spread outward like ripples.

Finally stopped at ten feet.

It's getting bigger.

"Apprentice, what a talent."

The third child also narrowed his eyes.

He's a free apprentice with a talent.

A poem not only triggers the talent of heaven and earth, the long rainbow runs through the sun, the Confucian bell rings five times, but also expands the holy palace by ten zhang wide.

So.

His Evil Monarch Cave Mansion is a little inadequate.

No way.

He has to devote himself to studying the secret of the expansion of the cave, otherwise he will be ridiculed by the second child in the future.

At this time.

The holy brush has also grown a lot, three inches long, one knuckle wide, and the whole body is golden.

The tail of the pen leads the phoenix to spread its wings, and the tip of the pen dragon swims in the deep sea.

Cool batch.

"Lead the dragon and the phoenix, the reincarnation of Zi Weixing, right?"

Jiang Tianzuo was unable to preach during his lifetime, which is quite regrettable.

Now he has accepted a disciple, who is brilliant in literature and surrounded by talent, and is not treated as a Confucian saint.

Xu Moyan was amazed by the changes in the Confucian and Taoist Holy Palace.

I was quite satisfied with the holy artifact I had obtained from burning my poems.

"Master, how can this be used?"

Xing Laosan took over the conversation: "Like the red bird, when you are exercising, as long as you meditate, the holy weapon will naturally appear."

Moreover, although you are now in the late stage of the Confucianism and Taoism Nine Grades, plus the two stages of cultivation that I intercepted the teaching, you are now the strength of the Seven Grades. ”

Xu Moyan was overjoyed: "So, in reality, can the apprentice challenge across sections?" ”

"You can fight at the peak of the seventh grade, and if you add the red bird golden pen, the six-rank martial artist can also be defeated.

But ......"

"But what?" Xu Moyan asked anxiously.

"If the two are combined, it will expose your practice of evil arts."

Alas!

I thought I could be a sixth child, specializing in pretending to slap those high-grade bosses in the face.

I didn't expect it to work.

Jiang Tianzuo saw Xu Moyan's disappointment, and hurriedly said: "Let us study and study it again to see if we can only use the evil art as an auxiliary, and only the Confucianism and Taoism spells are presented." ”

"That's for the best." Xu Moyan replied weakly, he knew that this was unrealistic.

Because once the red bird is in the world, it is a devastating existence.

Any cultivator can recognize this thing, and it cannot be hidden.

"Okay, two masters, I have to go, if something calls me, I'll come right away."

After saying that, he disappeared directly in place.

Xu Moyan slowly opened his eyes.

It was already bright outside the window.

I didn't sleep all night, I didn't feel the slightest sleepiness.

It seems that after being promoted, my physical strength has also improved a lot, and it's no problem not to sleep.

I simply packed up and went to the county office.

……

And at this time.

Jishan College.

The roof of the moon building.

The four great Confucians stood suspended in the air, their embroidered robes bulging, each pushing their palms to their luck, and a majestic aura rippled around them.

The breaths collided with each other, stirring the air and creating a violent wind.

Gusting winds raged through the academy, and the Lanyue Building was already in shambles.

The landscape, flowers, and fish ponds within a few feet of the surrounding area were all damaged.

The academy was in shambles.

They've been dead all night.

Dean Peng Delu stood below with his hands behind his back, looking up at the four great Confucian competitions, and he didn't know the essentials.

Peng Delu is well-read and knowledgeable, erudite and talented, but he can't attract the talent of heaven and earth, and he is more than 70 years old, and he is still not allowed to enter the product.

He has a calm personality and always says that he is not in a hurry, and that he will come sooner or later.

"A martial artist, is it worth fighting for?"

Peng Delu is highly respected in the academy, although he has not entered the product, he enjoys the treatment of a five-grade member.

This is not the first time that four masters have competed for students.

"If you don't come down again, you will be detained!"

The old man said lightly, and the four of them each received their magical powers, fell to the ground, and surrounded Peng Delu.

"Dean, you can give a review!"