Above the holy temple, in the midst of thousands of clouds, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure stood out of thin air, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and muttered to himself: "If it's not that I'm crazy, it's that this world is crazy!"

If this scene is seen by other demi-saints, they will definitely be shocked and their jaws will fall to the ground, is this still the white demi-saint known as the "blood sea and white bones"?

Bai Jian Qiugui is a genuine Danqing demi-saint, what big scene has he never seen? Even when he was deeply surrounded by the demon clan and isolated, he never frowned, even when he looked at the holy monument at the beginning of the year, his heart was agitated, and he was never moved by the holy will in the monument.

But at this moment, Bai Jianqiu felt that his body was a little weak, his throat was dry, and his eyes were dull, as if he was scared stupid.

Of course, Bai Jianqiu was not stupid, so he knew that he might have seen a scene that could be recorded in history.

Eight Divine Qi Body!

Is this still a human being? I think back to the time when I was enlightened, even under the support of Caiguang, I recited poems for a quarter of an hour before I was empowered by talent.

In comparison, I'm a scumbag!

Could it be that this kid is really the reincarnation of a saint? Or is he actually the illegitimate son of a saint left behind by a certain saint? With such talent, such qualifications, how could he be just a child of an ordinary family!

The more Bai Jianqiu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he felt that Su Wen had a mysterious background, and it was said that some of the children of the Holy Dao family would be born to experience Hongchen when they reached a certain age, and this Su Wen might be one of them!

Although this kind of speculation still couldn't explain how Su Wen obtained the Eight Dao Talents, it at least made Bai Jianqiu's heart relax a little.

Otherwise, if such a wicked young man was really just a child of an ordinary family, Bai Jianqiu would only feel even more frightened.

Yes, it's fear!

When Su Wen was empowered for the first time, Bai Jianqiu saw that it was a means to seize the literary position, although he didn't know why this move would interrupt the talents of other students, but it did not affect his appreciation of Su Wen at all.

"Unexpectedly, in the small Linchuan City, there was a genius boy who could compete with Wang Yangming back then. ”

When the second talent qi came, Bai Jianqiu was a little shocked, after all, in the hundred years of the Holy Words Continent, he had never heard of anyone who could attract two talents when he was enlightened.

"Could it be that this son has the same talent as Huang Tingjian and Huang Shuangsheng?"

Then the third and fourth talents arrived, and Bai Jianqiu was almost frightened and fell into the clouds, that is, at that time, he did not hesitate to use his means to shield the heavenly machine, so that others could not peep into the talent situation in the holy temple, because he had already faintly seen that this matter was a big deal today!

"No, this matter is too serious, it must be reported to the Holy Domain immediately!" Bai Jianqiu's eyes widened, and he felt that his scalp was a little numb.

Who would have thought that it wasn't over yet!

In less than a quarter of an hour, another talent qi descended, and then the sixth, seventh, and even eighth talents!

When he saw the eighth pillar of talent qi descending, Bai Jianqiu thought that he was numb, but in fact, he faintly felt that his literary heart was about to collapse.

What started as appreciation has long since turned into fear!

You must know that even when facing the Demon Clan's demi-saints, Bai Jianqiu had never felt like this!

Now, Bai Jianqiu wasn't even sure if he should report the matter to the Holy Domain, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed it?

Enlightenment leads to the eight ways of talent, throughout the ages, even a sage can't do it!

In the end, Bai Jianqiu was not only frightened, but also faintly expectant, can this Su Wen continue to attract more talent empowerment?

After waiting for about a stick of incense, the talent cloud in the air finally stopped moving, which made Bai Jianqiu feel a little regretful and a long sigh of relief.

"It's finally over......"

After calming down, Bai Jianqiu felt more and more that it was an extremely wise decision to shield the Heavenly Opportunity before, otherwise if he was detected by the Demon Clan, he was afraid that he would strangle Su Wen's growth in the cradle at any cost!

After a long time, Bai Jianqiu exhaled a breath of turbid air and sighed: "I didn't expect to see my human race saint born today, if there is no accident, this son will definitely become holy in the future!"

Yes, now in Bai Jianqiu's eyes, Su Wen is no longer just a talent or a demon, but a saint!

Thinking of this, Bai Jianqiu was secretly vigilant in his heart: "No, this news must be concealed, otherwise it will definitely do no harm to this Su Wen!"

Geniuses die young, Bai Jianqiu naturally understands this truth, if he spreads the word about Su Wen's eight talents, then Su Wen will not want to live in peace from now on, I am afraid that it will immediately attract the assassination of the demon clan powerhouse!

"In that case, everyone here today must be shut!"

Just when Bai Jianqiu was thinking about how to hide the miracle that Su Wen had created today, Su Wen was looking at Xu Yi with a smile, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly appeared.

Xu Yi already regretted it at this time, he knew that today, where did he dare to provoke Su Wen in the first place?

"He's really going to kill me!" This terrifying thought flashed through Xu Yi's mind, and he could no longer linger.

But he is the eldest son and grandson of the Su family, his uncle is the master of the dynasty, he is only fifteen years old this year, and there is still a lot of glory and wealth waiting for him to enjoy, and a great future waiting for him to pick, how can he die!

"You can't kill me! My father is the general of the city garrison, and my uncle is the master of the horse, if you kill me, you will definitely not be able to escape!" Xu Yi shouted loudly with a cry in his mouth.

Su Wen sighed slightly: "You and I were classmates, if you hadn't provoked me again and again, how would I dare to kill you?"

When Xu Yi heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he said urgently: "Su Wen, no, Brother Su! In the past, I had eyes without beads and the heart of a villain, from now on, I swear that I will never dare to be an enemy of Brother Su again, and my Su family is willing to compensate for the damage caused to you before!"

Su Wen smiled and didn't answer, but said to himself: "With the respect of the strong, bullying the weak and mutilating others, according to the holy law, deserve death!"

As he spoke, Su Wen took another step forward, stepped on Xu Yi's forearm, and said in a deep voice: "As a literati, regardless of Sven, I intend to do ** kidnapping, according to the holy law, I deserve death!"

"In the Holy Temple, under the Hundred Holy Seats, with ill intentions, vainly trying to interrupt the empowerment of others' talents, according to the holy law, he should die!"

Every time Su Wen said a word, the momentum on his body became even stronger, and on the other hand, Xu Yi's face became more and more pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

Finally, Su Wen said the last sentence: "If the compensation is useful, what do you want the Holy Law for?"

"So, you can die!"

When Xu Yi heard this, he struggled violently and cried out miserably: "No! My father will not let you go! My uncle will not let you go! My Xu family will not let you go!"

While shouting, the survival ** in Xu Yi's heart made him rekindle his courage, and he suddenly pulled his arm out of Su Wen's feet, and then held the short knife that fell to the side with his backhand, and stabbed Su Wen's calf.

Seeing this, Su Wen lightly touched his toes, and his figure retreated, and the short knife in Xu Yi's hand didn't even touch his trouser leg at all.

At this time, the fear in Xu Yi's eyes had turned into madness, he laughed twice, and said, "Haha! Su Wen! You can't kill me! You just have just undergone the empowerment of talent, and it is impossible to use the power of poetry!"

Xu Yi said very reasonably, Su Wen has just obtained a literary position, and there must be very little talent stored in the sea of literature, and Su Wen may not know the poems used in battle, you know, not every poem can be used to kill the enemy!

For example, like Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn", it obviously does not have the use of hurting people.

It's a pity that Xu Yi didn't know that Su Wen just knew a battle word!

The next moment, Su Wen's lips opened slightly, and he said coldly: "King Xiang is in a dream." Where is the grass green smoke deep? Song Yu Taitou. The twilight rain is a little sad. Flying flowers. Regardless of the detention of the person's heart. Spring is boundless. I want to spend Nanling more heartbreaking. ”

This is exactly the song "Minus the Magnolia Flower" that the man in black chanted to Yin Wuxian in the City Lord's Mansion that day!

After finishing the words, he saw a faint red light surging from Su Wen's body, and if you look closely, you will find that at Su Wen's wrist, an extremely dim paper-shaped pattern quietly emerged.

The next moment, Xu Yi seemed to see Su Wen disappear in his eyes, and the temple also disappeared, leaving only boundless darkness, heavy black clouds appeared out of thin air, only pressing towards him, in the dark, Xu Yi seemed to see the Xu family in ruins and withering, and the tragic death of the clansmen, which made him heartbroken.

Xu Yi is not a strong scholar like Yin Wuxian, he is just an ordinary person who has never obtained a literary position, so it only took three breaths for his heart to break inch by inch!

"Ahh

Xu Yi's incomparably poignant and resentful shouts echoed in the holy temple, and then fell silent.

A line of blood slipped from the corner of Xu Yi's mouth, and he stared at his godless eyes and slowly fell to the ground.

The eldest son and eldest grandson of the Xu family, Xu Yi, a genius boy who topped the Linchuan City Entrance Examination, died of a broken heart.

This is the first time Su Wen has used his talents, after seeing Xu Yi's tragic death, Su Wen's face is also faintly pale, but he does not regret it!

Holding back the tumbling of his stomach, Su Wen retracted his gaze and was about to turn around, but he heard a sigh from behind him.

"At such an age, just after obtaining the literary position, you will be baptized with blood, which will probably have a bad impact on your future literary heart. ”

When Su Wen heard this, his pupils constricted, and he secretly clenched his fists, and then he turned around and saw a pair of eyes full of regret looking at him.

The man obviously also sensed Su Wen's vigilance, smiled slightly, and said, "First time we meet, let me introduce myself, my name is Bai Jianqiu, a half-saint!"