Lintian's perspective turned to Cheng Ying, to be honest, for this person, Lintian has always been a little bland, but luckily is just for taking care of himself, Lintian is still very grateful.

However, it was only later that he learned that this person was the same disciple of the man in Tsing Yi back then, a member of the Son of Heaven Academy.

At this moment, Cheng Ying naturally didn't know Lintian's life experience, and at the same time, it was even more impossible to know that Lintian's feng shui fortune had already been manipulated by the people of the Wen family, and as early as when Xiucai was taking the exam, Lintian's luck had been completely sealed.

Cheng Ying looked at Lintian with a regretful face, he really didn't know how to talk to him after Lintian completed his luck, or not say anything, or directly tell him that he was just an ordinary Wenxiu, or even an ordinary Wenxiu......

At the same time, in a towering mountainside, there is a thatched hut, the clouds and mist are a little difficult to see the reality, in the thatched hut, there is a man in Tsing Yi, although his back is facing outside, but if Lintian is here, he will definitely be able to recognize, can wear such a bright hair crown of the person, is the Xiucai exam 'Tsing Yi Adult'.

Suddenly, above the man in Tsing Yi, a dark red light flew over, and it disappeared in a flash, and the man in Tsing Yi, who was originally sitting quietly and cultivating, slowly opened his eyes, and then stretched out his palm, and I don't know when, the dark red light actually appeared in his hand.

The red light slowly rose, and finally dissolved in the void, forming several lines of handwriting, if you look closely, these yin red fonts, written by Cheng Ying at dawn, are very similar.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyes and calmly looked at the content above, and after a while, he raised his hand and waved. These are written in red. and vanished.

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his eyes. Although he didn't feel that there was any change, his mouth was whispering, "Sure enough, as I guessed on the day of the exam, it turned out to be the seal of his feng shui fortune, and such a leakless 'sealing fortune' array, what is the reason why people do this? Is it jealous? Or what ......is it?"

"Alas~!" After a long time. The man in Tsing Yi actually sighed, a faint wry smile appeared on his face, and then said to himself: "Hmph, a good 'life since ancient times, who has not died, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat', since he doesn't have his own feng shui luck, isn't he also writing a poem of national fortune, if he can really rely on his own ability to solve these problems in the future, he can 'join our ranks'." ”

After a while, the man in Tsing Yi made a decision. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the air, and a green light flew out of the mountain. Disappear into the void. After doing this, I started to clean up again.

.........

I don't know how long it has been, but at this time, inside and outside the hall of the National Fortune Palace, there were many people, including court officials, forbidden officers and soldiers, and people from the harem. I don't know how the news spread, but now almost the entire palace knows about it, and the national fortune poem some time ago has been open for a night.

Although there are many people who have obtained the qualification for the national fortune poem, it is really rare to persist for one night, and everyone knows that such a long period of luck has only one result, that is, a talent with a huge sea of fortune, a 'rising star' of the Great Xuan Kingdom.

Although it is just a showman, but to make a national fortune poem, such a great achievement, it is very worthy of recruitment, most people want to be familiar, and if it is a success in the future, it is good to have a relationship or something, which is the norm of the imperial court.

It's just that among all of them, only Cheng Ying knows that these people's thoughts are probably going to be disappointed, because when the luck is over, when everyone sees the sea of Yuntian, they will be disappointed. Suddenly, a blue light flew over and flew into Cheng Ying's ears, which was exactly what the man in Tsing Yi had emitted before.

Cheng Ying frowned, and the voice of the man in Tsing Yi appeared in his ears, "Since this is his fate, just let everything be arranged by heaven, just let it be, don't worry about it!"

"What? that's it?" Cheng Ying was stunned in her heart, and thought in surprise: "Could it be that Uncle Shi also has a time to look away? No, this Lintian is indeed talented, I have read his other two poems, this "Crossing Zero Ding Yang" is not to say, then "Sigh Qingming" is also a quatrain, is it really a fate?"

Cheng Ying regretted for a while, Da Xuanguo has not had such a rookie for a long time, if it weren't for the accumulation of the previous generation, I'm afraid there would really be no one available, now Zhou Guo has been frequently showing talents in the past few years, I'm afraid that in a few years, Da Xuanguo will no longer have any former glory.

He thought that the Lintian meeting that made the poem of national fortune was hope, but it was just a talented person with no luck, which in the world of literature and cultivation, it was like walking a tightrope, not to mention anything else, if there was less luck, the feng shui fortune would not be good, and it was likely to go to the street and fall into bad luck, and it might be killed by lightning.

Although if the cultivation is good, the luck can be slowly accumulated and improved in the later stage, but if your own luck is just a little bit, if you want to develop in the future world of cultural cultivation, it will be even more difficult, because talent is not very rare in the world of cultural cultivation.

At this moment, the official of the Ministry of Rites next to Cheng Ying suddenly said loudly: "Look! He seems to be about to finish writing!"

With this person's words, everyone looked over, only to see Lintian's face flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was struggling with the last breath of strength in his body, and his wrist moved little by little, as if it was embellished by an object in advance, which was extremely difficult.

At this time, Lintian's consciousness has been numb, and his only consciousness, more precisely, should be obsession, is to write this last one, and then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Lintian finally finished writing the last word, and the Xuan that his whole person was tense on could finally be put down.

After Lintian wrote the last "green" word, he couldn't hold on anymore, the ink pen in his hand slipped to the ground, and then, the whole person was about to faint on the ground, just when Lintian was about to fall to the ground, a burst of golden light suddenly released, a torrent of luck, swept around his body, so that he could always keep upright.

Subsequently, in the envious eyes of everyone, a huge blue vortex appeared above Lintian's head, which looked like a black hole, bottomless, but it didn't last long, and it slowly merged into Lintian's body under everyone's eyes.

At the same time, Lintian's surrounding qi luck also branched out into many trickles at the same time, flowing along all parts of Lintian's body, integrating into the body, and finally all gathered into the whirlpool in the center of the body.

As these qi luck poured into his body, the pain in Lintian's body began to gradually reduce, and bursts of warm breath walked through Lintian's whole body, which made him feel very comfortable, and he began to gradually regain consciousness, but just when Lintian enjoyed this state the most, it suddenly stopped!

(To be continued.) )