The path leads to the hut.

The starlight and moonlight are sprinkled, so that the thatched roof is covered with a layer of light veil like plain snow.

Two people under the eaves, sitting opposite each other, make tea on a charcoal stove.

At first, it is like a clear wave and a crab eye, and the second is like a light car turning to Yang Chang.

The waves are unstoppable, and the tongue of the sparrow is sweet.

On the carbon stove, the boiling water is noisy, and the tea leaves are stretched and floated with the boiling water in the furnace.

The two old men sat around the carbon stove, the heat in the furnace dispelled the cold of the spring, and the time written on the paper of the two was indeed the same, thinking that the time of Anle out of the heart forest should be a quarter of an hour.

However, the same answer for the same result was wrong.

An Le went from the beginning to the end of the question, and then to the forest, but it was only half a moment, faster than they expected.

"Half a moment out of the conscience, the road is smooth, the road is open for itself, this son ...... I found a new way. ”

The eldest doctor, Zhu Huoxi, sighed lightly: "You and I are both old, and there is a time to look away." ”

"One moment out of the forest, that is the fastest speed in the thousands of years since the north and south of our Great Zhao, and it was created by Su Zhanxian, who was brilliant in literature and attracted a mouthful of Haoran."

"But I never thought that today's record would be broken."

The third master Wang stroked his beard in the middle of the mountain, his eyes lowered, looking at the tea leaves floating up and down in the furnace, shaking his head and chuckling.

"It seems that this son has gained a lot in the Asking Heart Forest, perhaps he has sorted out the future path and has a clear enough plan for his future journey, so that he can get out of the Asking Heart Forest all the way unimpeded."

Zhu Huoxi stroked his beard and chuckled: "This son is really suitable for our Academy of Literature, Master Banshan, you won't try to break him back again?" ”

"The Academy of Literature can't keep him, so why bother to humiliate himself?"

Wang Banshan said softly.

Zhu Huoxi couldn't help but be silent when he heard this.

"If a scholar is contaminated with some bad habits, he will lose his purity, and the fog on the road will become thicker and thicker. In these years, the martial arts temple group has been completed, and they all take the recovery of their homeland as their own responsibility, Ye Longsheng, Chongshiji, Dizang, Han Zhongyuan...... Who is the Bungain? ”

"Ronnie Lee? Su Zhanxian? They didn't even go to the Academy. ”

Wang Banshan said softly, as if he was muttering, a little helpless.

"Not only the Academy, but also the great imperial court, extravagant and decadent, like maggots on tarsal bones, if I am allowed to come, it will inevitably change everything drastically." Wang Banshan seemed to take a sip of tea with anger.

Zhu Huo sighed.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wang Banshan, and could see that the third master of the Academy of Literature seemed to have a fire in his eyes, as if he was about to roll up a fire in the plain.

Wang Banshan poured a cup of hot tea for Zhu Huoxi, and the two of them held the tea, sat under the eaves, and looked up at the starry sky on a long spring night.

After a long time, Zhu Huoxi chuckled: "Do what you want, heaven and earth are reasonable, and within the scope of reason, I will help you." ”

Wang Banshan chuckled, raised the teacup, and gently knocked with Zhu Huoxi.

It's as if the two of them are not drinking tea at this moment, but wine.

After a sip of dust, I suddenly felt that my lips and kisses were cool.

Although there are no 5,000 volumes of text in his chest, the new poems are enough to catch up with the late Tang Dynasty.

Scholars have no wealth and nobility, so why boast about being proud.

……

……

Above the bamboo sea, the evening breeze is gentle.

Several figures of the primordial gods appeared on it, like starlight radiating brilliance.

Zhao Huangting laughed freely, Yuan Shen Xinxin had insight into the bamboo sea of the Asking Heart Forest, and saw that the smart but real ink bamboo, at this moment, Zhao Huangting knew that this was the ink bamboo that belonged to Anle.

"It is worthy of the Question Heart Forest that has been inherited by the Academy of Literature for thousands of years, although the Academy of Literature has produced some people who are as heartless as Qin Lishi over the years, but the foundation of the Academy of Literature has nothing to say."

Zhao Huangting laughed, but there was no taboo in his words.

Li Youan, Mrs. Hua, and the Yuan Shen of Lin Siye, who sneaked over, all chuckled, and they were also a little emotional.

Half a moment out of the heart forest, this shows one thing, that is, the state of mind of peace has been baptized, and the confusion in his heart has been explored.

The future will be smooth all the way, and no random flowers can confuse their eyes and their hearts.

A tofu Dao heart like Luo Qingchen is absolutely impossible.

"Good guy, the Academy of Literature has made a lot of money this time, and yesterday's Wenqu monument moved so that they didn't hesitate to take out the Conscience Forest, this is planning to sell it well and make a good fate."

Zhao Huangting saw through the purpose of the three masters of the Academy at a glance.

"An Le has indeed been helped in the Inquiry Forest, consolidating the Dao heart, cleansing the mind, and the purpose of forming a good relationship can be regarded as accomplished."

Mrs. Hua's primordial spirit is like a goddess of the Nine Heavens, her eyes are shining, and she is also open.

"The style of painting ink and bamboo has changed, although he created the ink and bamboo genre in the past, but he always feels that his bamboo ...... is imitating the predecessors, but now, it has its own spirituality. ”

Li Youan nodded, he paid more attention to the transformation on An Le Mozhu.

"This is the use of the Question Heart Forest, the Academy of Literature, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is profound after all."

Zhao Huangting was indignant, and his heart was happy.

"That's good."

Li You'an's Yuan Shen took his hand, looked over the bamboo sea, and saw the Wenqu monument reflecting the starlight in the pavilion.

His eyes flickered, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Everyone's spirit has not dispersed, and it is rare to appear here, so I want to see if An Le can be gained in front of the Wenqu monument.

Asking Xinlin is a kind of chance, but in front of the Wenqu Monument, I don't know if An Le can get a greater opportunity.

Therefore, they are all a little curious.

Wenqu monument can gather literary courage, but also can condense Haoran, if you can do these two, the future is limitless!

……

……

An Le came out of the heart forest, the white clothes were better than the snow, the green mountains and the ink pool on the waist trembled lightly, as if there was a sword chanting high, swinging around, provoking the bamboo leaves to be sharp.

The sky is cloudy and foggy, and the galaxy wants to turn a thousand sails to dance.

An Le was dressed in white and bathed in starlight, as if there was a faint glow, and the palm of his hand fell on the hilt of the sword, suppressing the restless green mountains and ink pools.

The pavilion stands quietly, falling under the starry sky, and appears in the depths of the bamboo sea.

The Wenqu monument shines on the starlight, which seems to attract the stars in the sky.

This monument is very high, but the surface is smooth as a mirror, with the word starlight, gather knowledge in it, full of the atmosphere of historical precipitation.

The monument is like looking at the ancients, and it is even more strange in the eyes of An Le.

On the Wenqu stele, there are suddenly wisps of time gas entangled, diffused, and swaying like seaweed......

An Le's eyes froze slightly.

His heart shook, and he repeatedly confirmed whether the fluttering on this Wenqu tablet was really the qi of the years, after all, apart from the cultivators, it was the first time that An Le had observed the qi of the years in other things.

In addition to real people, can you also gather the energy of the years?

Therefore, Anle is shocked.

The white clothes fluttered, and he walked with a sword, walked on foot, and climbed the stele.

The stele stands in the empty place, and the surrounding is paved with layers of bamboo leaves, and the spring goes to autumn, and the changes are endless.

An Le could feel that there seemed to be a majestic will in the stele, and this will was like a pair of eyes, falling on him through the years.

Slightly heavy, but bearable.

It is as if the will of a literati ancestor who has left traces in the long river of time is watching him.

Anle approached the monument step by step, close at hand.

Looking at the smooth Wenqu monument, it seems to reflect the star map, like a starry sky.

After looking at the Wenqu monument for a long time, An Le felt that his mind was calm, and his unearthly mind that had just broken through to perfection was as quiet as a clear spring.

After a close look, An Le found the difference in the atmosphere of the years, and the atmosphere of the years on the Wenqu tablet was covered with a layer of haze, and it seemed even more ethereal.

An Le took a deep breath, his face showing a little respect.

As soon as his mind moved, he began to absorb a wisp of the breath of time.

And then another, and another.

A gust of breeze came, carrying a few bamboo leaves that fluttered by, and the bamboo leaves seemed to open the picture between the rolls.

In the picture, there is a thin old man holding a bamboo cane, standing under the starry sky and reciting poems.

There is a woman in red makeup, writing Spring and Autumn.

There are swordsmen who hold swords and wear hats, and they kill people while reciting poems.

A scholar who drinks alcohol, a madman who splashes ink, and a general who wields a gun......

One after another, the pictures of the years that had been with the merry predecessors in front of the Wenqu Monument, like a white horse passing through the gap, flew by in front of his eyes, and one after another the figures who had been beaten by the years and floated and sunk appeared in the world.

Every time the picture flows, there is a white air surging in the Wenqu monument.

Inside the Bun Academy.

The eldest master, the second master, and the third master are all staring at this moment.

Zhao Huangting, Mrs. Hua and Li Youan and others also observed carefully.

The officials in charge of recording in the Ministry of Rites were already excited.

The starlight overflowed from the Wenqu monument, permeating the body of the white-clothed young man, and vaguely, there seemed to be a blurred figure around the young man's body, floating with the convergence of starlight.

An Le's complexion gradually began to turn pale, and his mental power was consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

But he still didn't know it, and kept observing the years, although there was never a ray of golden years, and he never condensed the fruits of the years.

However, the years of peace and happiness are increasing, and he seems to have a long conversation with the heroic scribes in front of the Wenqu monument in the past 10,000 years.

It was a wonderful night and a painful one.

On the Wenqu stele, An Le absorbed eighteen wisps of the qi of the years, his mind was exhausted, and he could no longer observe the picture, no longer be able to ask the ancients, and swim in the long river of time.

It was like a boat that had been carved a hole, and the water overflowed, and the boat was difficult to navigate, and gradually sank.

A gust of night wind blew, the white clothes fluttered, An Le opened his eyes, and he was exhausted, so he had to take the green mountain to the ground, stabilize his body and not fall.

He could see that on the Wenqu monument, there was a majestic white air surging out, like a mist in the mountains in the morning light.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the seniors who had been observing from the years in a hazy breath, smiling at him.

At the moment when white air appeared.

Many strong people who were watching were suddenly excited.

Their hearts shook and they murmured.

"Haoran!"

Where the stars are shining, you can see Haoran out!

But the next moment, many excited strong people were stunned and sighed as if they had been splashed with cold water.

But I saw that the white clear qi diffused from the Wenqu tablet had not been absorbed, nor had it been integrated into the young man's body, but instead poured into the broken bamboo sword that the young man was holding.

Qingshan drinks Haoran with a sword.

The light of the bamboo sword flickered slightly, and it seemed to have returned to silence, and there was no movement at all.

Under the starry sky, after many strong people were stunned, they sighed.

Haoran led out, but it was not inflicted on the body of the young man, this ...... It's a shame. ”

Outside the heart forest, the second master, Pang Ji, sighed.

"That green mountain...... How can you even absorb Haoran? ”

In the thatched hut, the eldest master Zhu Huoxi was also stunned, so he was a little puzzled.

The third master, Wang Banshan, touched his long beard, and didn't know what to say.

The boy did lead Haoran, but Haoran was absorbed by a sword, just like provoking meat buns, and as a result, he fed the feeling of a dog......

Although Qingshan is extraordinary, it can't be compared to a dog, but at this moment, the masters of the Wenyuan have this feeling in their hearts.

In front of the Wenqu Monument, the first time to trigger Haoran is the easiest, the further back it is, the more difficult it is, as difficult as the blue sky.

If An Le wants to get Haoran again, it may not be possible.

The Question Heart Forest disappeared without a trace, and many of the reference Confucian scholars who were lost in it have all regained their clarity and are no longer bumping around like headless flies.

They also saw the young man standing in front of the monument and attracting Haoran.

Many Confucian students on the literary and opera list were like being struck by lightning, and the pride in their hearts felt completely shattered.

However, as the surging Haoran in the Wenqu tablet was absorbed by the broken bamboo sword, the Confucian scholars had a sense of schadenfreude in their hearts.

Seeing that An Le had not been added to Haoran, there was really a little joy in his heart.

I will feel in my heart that this Ann family has never been as heroic as them, but it is not so unattainable and incomparable.

Under the night sky, the breeze blows, and there is silence.

Mrs. Hua's Yuan Shen looked at Zhao Huangting with a puzzled expression, even Li Youan couldn't bear to glance at it.

The two of them seem to be asking, what is the situation with the Qingshan you gifted?!

Seeing that he was about to be added to Haoran, Qingshan came out and intervened......

Is this Qingshan a spy planted by you Zhao Huangting?

Zhao Huangting was also very speechless: "Don't look at the old man, how does the old man know what the situation is?" ”

"When the old man looked at this Wenqu stele, and never attracted Haoran, if you know that Qingshan loves to drink Haoran, now I want to regret it, I should swing a sword to cut the Wenqu stele."

Zhao Huangting slammed his mouth and said.

If you have a strong body, you can get a righteous qi in peace, the path of cultivation can break through the confusion, the evil spirit does not dare to approach it, and the cultivation will be smooth all the way, and it is not a problem to set foot in the Nine Realms.

But the problem is that now that Haoran has been cut off by Qingshan, everyone feels a little uncomfortable and regretful.

"However, Qingshan is quite mysterious, I have explored it over the years, just scratching the surface, and I am happy to drink the vast Qingshan, which can have a transformation that the old man does not know, and feed back happiness." Zhao Huangting thought for a while and said.

"In fact, Qingshan is an Anle sword, which contains Haoran, which is also equivalent to Anle Haoran, which is not much different."

Li Youan said.

However, everyone knows that this is just a word of comfort, and there is a big difference between Haoran and the sword.

"An Le seems to have consumed a lot of energy just now, maybe Qingshan left Haoran for him?"

Mrs. Hua groaned, and could only explain it like this.

But I have to say that everyone still regrets that they have not been able to see the birth of a generation of Haoran scribes.

The crowd stopped watching, and their minds dispersed.

……

……

In the pavilion.

An Le lifted the green mountain, and gently rubbed his palm, and he could feel that the green mountain, which had absorbed the white clear qi, seemed to have a different change vaguely.

Qingshan seemed to enjoy the touch of comfort, and there was a flow of sword light.

The other ink pool on his waist didn't dare to move in front of Haoran, let alone absorb it.

Although it has not been Haoran, but An Le is not without harvest, the eyebrows and hearts are exhausted, but after recovery, it will inevitably grow stronger, in addition, since the Wenqu tablet has eighteen wisps of years of qi, today there is no share of absorption, but it can be absorbed, which is equivalent to developing another role of the light curtain, and An Le is also happy in his heart.

Looking at the pictures of the years of those eternal and romantic predecessors, An Le has made a lot of progress in his cultivation and learning.

Although he has not been heroically added, An Le does not have too much loss, and even has expectations.

Holding Qingshan, you can vaguely feel that the Haoran in the Wenqu Tablet is undergoing some kind of change and even fusion with the Qingshan sword qi, and when the change is completed, it will also be fed back to its body.

Qingshan wore his waist, An Le's face was still pale with exhaustion, and he took a step back and made a long gesture towards the Wenqu Monument.

Then he no longer cherished the monument and turned out of the monument.

Bathe in the starlight and leave in style.

On the Wenqu stele, the starlight disappeared without a trace, restoring the simplicity that had been silent for thousands of years.

The second master, Pang Ji, sighed lightly, looking at the young man who was not Haoran, but was still free and easy, but there was appreciation in his eyes.

"The results of the cultivation have been released, can you remember them?"

The second master looked at the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The official of the Ministry of Rites put away the booklet and bowed to the master.

When the Question Heart Forest disappeared, they measured their minds and made judgments on each candidate's score.

The first natural no suspense is the comfort of stepping on the monument, and then it will be assessed according to the distance.

The Han Lion elected by the Cangzhou army ranked fifth, surpassing many Confucian students on the literary and opera lists, which is quite amazing.

The second master was very disappointed with the achievements of the Confucian scholars on the literary and opera list, and the master studied the "Zhili" in retreat all the year round, wanting to break the path of the Ten Realms.

The third prince, Wang Banshan, has always been dissatisfied with the Academy of Literature and wants to make drastic reforms, but he has been suppressed by the imperial court.

Therefore, it was his second master, Pang Ji, who really devoted himself to cultivating Confucian students and teaching them knowledge.

It's a pity that this time's results really chilled him.

"Master, I'll leave first, and the results of the cultivation will be released, and then with the results of the Shangchun Literary Examination, the list of Jinshi on the first list can probably be determined, and in addition, the number of places in the pre-palace examination can also be basically determined."

The official of the Ministry of Rites clenched his fists and said respectfully towards the second master.

The second master also gave a farewell to the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

An Le left the Wenqu Monument, and Han Shi, a young man from the border with a knife on his back, was extremely excited, and came over with a red face.

"Everyone, you are really amazing, you actually ascended the Wenqu Monument, which attracted Haoran, although it was not Haoran, but it was enough to shock Lin'an again!"

"I'm happy today, let's have a drink?"

Han Shi was very excited, this time he beat many Confucian students on the literary and opera lists, ranking fifth, and his heart was even more happy.

An Le smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you to drink." ”

The two then said goodbye to the second master, and in the complicated eyes of many Confucian scholars on the literary and opera lists, Han Shi couldn't help but laugh heartily and walked away.

An Le and Han Shi walked out of the Academy and went straight to the lively long street of Lin'an Mansion.

The starlight and the moon are cold, swaying the long street.

The Ministry of Rites began to intensively carry out the accounting of the results of the Spring Martial Arts Examination and the Martial Arts Examination, and made a list of Jinshi on the A and B lists.

The other side.

The curtain of spring has come to an end, the luxury and prosperity of Lin'an Mansion that have been depressed for many days have shown the scenery again, and the long night seems to have become a lot more beautiful, and the lights are on at the beginning of the day, and the night is bright.

The flower boats on the West Lake, the lights are full of flowers, and the night is singing.

Linhua Pavilion is full, one is hard to find, warblers and warblers, when will the song and dance be closed.

An Le, who was in a happy mood, took Han Shi, who was blinded by the night view of Lin'an, to a tavern in Yanchunli, a remote alley.

Extravagance is not touched, and prosperity is far away.

The two sleeves are still in the hometown, and they are still cloth scarves.

"Hostess, serve the wine."

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