The person in charge of receiving Xu Xian was an old man with gray hair, and when he saw Xu Xian dressed in coarse cloth, a trace of scoundrel flashed in his eyes.

There are many old people like him, and everyone is full of hope that they can awaken their literary spirit and become a student of the imperial eunuch in one step, but in the end, their hopes can only be disappointed.

Take the people in the academy, how many people have obtained fame but refuse to go up, so that they can measure the tone of literature next time and step into Confucianism and Taoism?

But such a chance is too slim, according to the practice of the imperial eunuch, to be able to awaken the literary qi must be exposed to the Four Books and Five Classics since childhood, and then the mind superman has a certain talent for Confucianism and Taoism. Once you are past the age of twelve, if you want to awaken the culture, it is basically impossible to awaken the culture.

Looking at this child's eyes, it can be regarded as smart, but his age is far past twelve years old, and it is difficult to awaken his literary spirit.

If it weren't for the fact that this kid took out the personal token of the old kid, he wouldn't have agreed to take him to participate in the awakening of Wenqi.

The two of them shuttled through the corridor, Xu Xian looked around with some curiosity about everything in the academy, for a person who grew up receiving modern knowledge, everything in this world made him feel strange and yearning.

The white-haired old man who had been leading the way suddenly stopped, turned to Xu Xian and said, "Here, this is the place where Xiangshan Academy awakens its literary qi, and there will be seniors waiting for you inside." You know the convention of awakening culture, right? ”

Xu Xian took out a tael of silver from his arms and handed it to the white-haired old man, "Master, I still know the rules, anyone who participates in the awakening, regardless of success or not, must pay one or two pieces of silver." ”

The white-haired old man nodded with satisfaction, and when he saw Xu Xian's expectant eyes, he couldn't help but remind him: "Old man, I have a lot of words, don't hang yourself from a tree, you can try a few more paths while you are young, there is always a path that is suitable for you." ”

Xu Xian didn't say anything, just said goodbye to him gratefully, he has now entered the Daomen, in fact, it doesn't matter to him whether he can enter Confucianism or Taoism, the reason why he came here is just to leave no regrets in his heart.

Xu Xian stepped into the inner room, the layout inside was antique, and there was a wooden table in the middle of the room, on which were the four treasures of the study. Directly in front of the wooden table sits a statue of a Confucian saint.

Xu Xian stared at the statue of the Confucian sage for a long time, and it was not the same as the Confucian character in his previous life, it seems that there is still a difference between the Confucianism in this world and the Confucianism in his memory.

Other than that, there was no one in the room.

"It's not that the Imperial Eunuch is inside, and I don't see anyone here."

Xu Xian checked it and made sure that there was no one in the room before he began to think, since it was a test, at least there would be exam questions, could it be that the exam questions were on the table?

Xu Xian took two steps forward, and suddenly found that a line of ink appeared on the rice paper on the table: Jiaguo and you!

When did you write this word, when I came in, I obviously checked all the places, and there was no place for hiding...... Don't?

Xu Xian raised his head suddenly, staring at the statue of the Confucian saint in front of him, the seven-foot-tall statue of the saint was kind and kind, but there was a sense of nobility and elegance of a literati in his eyes. Xu Xian looked at its eyes, and had an illusion in his heart that the line of words on the paper was written by the immovable statue in front of him.

As soon as this thought surfaced, Xu Xian shook his head and denied his thoughts...... How can a statue write? I must have been affected by this strange world.

After his thoughts were recycled, Xu Xian began to examine the lines of words on the rice paper.

Home and country and you!

Do you mean to express your own opinion based on these words? Or do you want to write your own essay to express your emotions?

Xu Xian's heart swelled with excitement, just because he was a high-quality fish of nine-year compulsory education, coupled with the influence of China's 5,000-year-old culture, it was not a matter of minutes to come up with an article about his family and country?

After a minute...... Xu Xian gave up his thoughts, thinking that he would be able to get the article, but when he started to think about it, he found that things were not so simple, and his brain was blank.

I can think of a few sentences of ancient poems about my family and country in my memory, but they are all incomplete...... I knew that I should have drunk six more walnuts before, and I hated less when the book was used, and the Chinese teacher did not deceive me.

If you can remember the essence of those cultures you learned before, wouldn't it be a quack and kill in this world?

Xu Xian just had this idea in his heart, and a warm current came from his dantian, and the phantom of the green lotus that appeared in the broken temple was entrenched in the corner of Xu Xian's dantian at the moment, spinning and emitting a little cyan light, and in the center of the dantian, a golden villain sat cross-legged.

But as soon as these cyan points of light emanated from the green lotus, they were attracted by the golden villain, and the cyan lotus seemed to hear Xu Xian's thoughts, emitting more cyan points of light, and the golden villain did not refuse to stop all of them.

Its approach made Qinglian feel a trace of "anger", and it actually stopped spinning, and the cyan light point did not continue to emit, and it seemed to give rise to the sullen aura of the golden villain.

Only then did the golden villain let go of his control, allowing those cyan points of light to follow Xu Xian's meridians into the sea of consciousness. This is the source of a warm current that Xu Xian felt.

When those cyan points of light entered the sea of Xu Xian's consciousness, Xu Xian only felt that his memory was much clearer, and those poems that he didn't remember clearly were deeply engraved in his mind as if he had just learned.

"What's the matter, did I suddenly open up the second vein of Rendu." Xu Xian muttered, but didn't think much about it.

After carefully recalling the poems in his mind, Xu Xian selected the poem that was most in line with it, and with the content in his heart, he immediately picked up his pen and began to write it on paper.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

Xu Xian chose "Spring Hope", known as the poet Du Fu, to write about the feelings of the family and the country, Shaoling Ye Lao ranked second in history, and absolutely no one dared to be the first. Even though Chinese history is full of turbulence and ups and downs, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty is still the most shining star.

When the last word fell into the pen, the rice paper written by Xu Xian suddenly made a whole thunderous sound, which was deafening! The wooden table where Mobao was placed began to shake violently because it could not bear the artistic conception on the paper.

And on the top of Xu Xian's head, a white aura came out of his Baihui acupoint, one inch, one and a half inches, until it grew to two inches, it began to slow down, and slowly stopped and burrowed into Xu Xian's body. In Xu Xian's dantian, the golden villain stretched out his tongue very humanely and licked his lips, making a full burp.

There was an earthquake...... This was the first thought in Xu Xian's heart.

But when the statue of the Confucian sage erupted with a quaint aura, a man in white appeared out of thin air next to Xu Xian.

I saw that the man in white hurriedly glanced at Xu Xian, and after discovering the movement of the rice paper in front of him, his face became serious, and he immediately said, "Gentleman, stop killing!" ”

An inexplicable force emanated from the man in white, and the loud noise in the room stopped.

After doing all this, the man in white began to turn around and look at Xu Xian carefully, and Xu Xian was also looking at the man in white beside him.

The sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a white Confucian shirt set off the figure of the strange man in front of him very slender, and a three-foot long sword hanging from his waist added a heroic aura to him.

"What's your name? Is it the tester of Xiangshan Academy who participated in the awakening of cultural qi this time? When the man in white opened his mouth to ask Xu Xian, the white-haired old man who led Xu Xian in hurriedly rushed in.

The moment the white-haired old man saw the man in white, he respectfully bowed down and saluted him: "The student has seen Mr. Zuo, but he didn't expect to disturb Mr. Zuo's presence in person, and the student was terrified!" ”

After the man in white nodded to him, he continued to look at Xu Xian and waited for an answer.

"Yes, student Xu Xian is the tester who participated in this time." Xu Xian responded respectfully in the tone of the white-haired old man.

"Xu Xian, very good! The artistic conception that your article can carry is rare even in my life, I am willing to recommend you to participate in next year's imperial examination, I don't know what you think? The man in white looked at Xu Xian's eyes full of approval, and threw an olive branch to him.

A big question mark flashed in Xu Xian's mind...... Didn't he say that he would directly enter the Imperial Eunuch after the success of the awakening of Wenqi, he meant that he failed to awaken?

The white-haired old man saw that Xu Xian did not react, and he was so anxious that he wanted to agree for him, but he didn't dare to remind him at will when the man in white was present.

"Mr. Zuo, I've already failed the awakening of Wenqi, right?" Xu Xian asked the question he wanted to know the most.

The man in white frowned slightly, didn't this person know that it was difficult to awaken his literary spirit after the age of twelve, but thinking that he could make such meaningful verses, he patiently explained the reason for it.

Xu Xian felt a trace of bitterness in his heart, it turned out that he had lost at age...... At least I tried it, and the regret in my heart was not so uncomfortable.

Besides, even if you can't practice Confucianism and Taoism, you still have a cheap master, even if you teach yourself a few techniques, you won't fall into passivity when you meet the White Lady.

Thinking of all this, Xu Xian let out a sigh of relief, bowed to the man in white and said, "Mr. Zuo is kind, the kid understands it, but even if he wants to get fame, the kid will start from Xiucai and get it step by step." How can you be a person who sells fame and reputation because of an article!! ”

The man in white had a better impression of Xu Xian in his heart, but since he said so, there was no need for him to be strong.

"Xu Xian, I believe that even if you start taking the exam from Xiucai, we will definitely meet again in a few years, and I look forward to the day when we meet."

After speaking, the man in white disappeared in place, along with the rice paper that carried Xu Xian's poems and caused a change.