Once enlightened, the world in Su Wen's eyes suddenly became incomparably wide and vast.

A golden avenue to the Holy Throne has been slowly unfolding in front of Su Wen's eyes, and now the only thing he needs to do is to take the first step: obtain a first-order literary position!

At this time, Su Wen had already vaguely understood why he was able to obtain the five talent qi empowerments, and opened five different acupoints in the sea of Wen, but he was not at all worried that this move would cause unknown consequences.

The reason is very simple, what Su Wen did before was all in line with his own holy path, even if it would have an impact on Su Wen's life in the future, it must be a good influence.

"In this way, these five points of literature should correspond to poems, words, music, paintings, and articles, so what will happen if I reproduce other works of literature and Taoism in my heart?"

Thinking of this, Su Wen couldn't help but be a little eager to try.

You know, as a hyperamnesiac patient, Su Wen has hardly studied since he was a child, after all, any textbook, any reference book, any test questions, as long as Su Wen has read it once, he can never forget it, what else does he need to learn?

So Su Wen has a lot of leisure time, and he spends all this time reading books.

Su Wen has read a lot of books, and with his incomprehensible memory, he naturally understands a lot of things, just imagine, a person has been reading books for more than 20 years, and he can never forget them all, what a terrifying knowledge reserve this is!

And on the Continent of Sacred Words, knowledge is power, the primary productive force!

Although Su Wen doesn't know how to play the piano, he can remember the rhythm of "Mountains and Flowing Water", although Su Wen does not have Danqing talent, he can still make the true work of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" fully emerge in his mind, and he has successfully won the recognition of talent twice.

What does this mean? It means that in the process of talent empowerment, you don't need to know, you just need to know!

In this way, Su Wen knows too many things.

Without even the slightest hesitation, Su Wen's mind first appeared with a chessboard, on which the black and white chess pieces were scattered, and they fell continuously at a very fast speed, and after a few breaths, the winner was divided.

As we all know, chess is also one of the most important components of Wendao, so Su Wen immediately formed one of the most famous chess games in the history of his previous life in his mind: Danghu Ten Games!

This chess game is born by the Qing Dynasty Go national players Fan Xiping and Shi Xiangxia, and the chess game condenses the lifelong gains of the two top Go masters.

When the lake ten games naturally had a total of ten games, but before Su Wen's mind could start simulating the second game, the sixth talent had already suddenly descended, sinking into Su Wen's sea of literature, and lighting up the sixth acupoint!

Chess slots are on!

Seeing this, Su Wen knew that his conjecture was correct, but he was not careless, but continued to simulate all the ten games of Danghu, and then hid the chessboard in his mind.

"Qinqi calligraphy and painting is a family, and now there are only books left, and the book saint Wang Xizhi is the best at cursive, so why don't I also have a wild grass!"

The next moment, thirty ink-colored characters danced like dragons and phoenixes, and came out with the meaning of madness.

"Sudden stomach pain is unbearable, I don't know if it is caused by cold and heat, I want to take rhubarb soup, both cold and hot are beneficial. How to count, non-clinical. ”

This is the hand-me-down work of Su Wen's previous life, the grass saint Zhang Xu - "Belly Pain Post"!

Su Wen didn't have much research in calligraphy, but he happened to see this calligraphy, although it is not necessarily the real handwriting, but even if it is a lifelike fake, it is enough to attract talent!

Sure enough, the seventh talent didn't make Su Wen wait too long, almost immediately after the previous talent, one after another, and the pillar of light full of warmth sprinkled lightly on Su Wen's desk, bringing a burning feeling.

At this moment, although Su Wen has no talent to support him, he has already attracted seven talents to add to his body, which is simply appalling!

Xu Yi, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, was already so frightened that he fainted when he saw Su Wen's body glowing with the sixth talent, but fortunately, this time, he did not pee his pants.

Su Wen didn't care how shocking his madness would be, he was playing at the moment, and said secretly in his heart: "With the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, shouldn't I make a poem and hop tea?"

Thinking of it, Su Wen was thinking about whether he had to memorize the "Book of Songs" to get the flower position, and at this moment, he suddenly thought of another very important question!

"Oh no! I almost forgot, there are only nine levels of text, and there are only nine points of text! Now that I have opened the seven points of literature, there are only two choices left!"

Startled, Su Wen hurriedly emptied his head, for fear that casually thinking of something would attract talent, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and articles in front of him are fine, if he really accidentally opened the completely useless literary acupoint, it would be too late to regret it!

At the same time, Su Wen also thought of another very important matter.

You must know that Su Wen's literary position was taken away, in other words, the seven talents that are now being empowered to him were also taken away by him!

Then there will be seven people in the temple who will not be able to obtain a scholarly degree!

In this way, Su Wen can be said to have committed public anger!

And more importantly, among the other ten students who entered the temple today, not all of them were villains like Xu Yi, and there were also Su Wen's only two good friends now, Tang Ji and Fang Xiaole!

Taking away Xu Yi's position, Su Wen will not have the slightest mercy in his heart, but Tang Ji and Fang Xiaole are different, Tang Ji is Su Wen's only friend in the private school, and Fang Xiaole is also half of Su Wen's friend because of Tang Ji's relationship.

Su Wen would never hurt his friends for his own sake!

If you want Tang Ji and Fang Xiaole to be able to obtain talent empowerment, then Su Wen can only open one more acupoint at most!

Now, Su Wen finally began to hesitate, the Holy Dao Baitu, whether it is the flowers, wine, and tea that Su Wen wanted to try just now, or the less popular embroidery, dance, and box, can all achieve a literary position, but in the face of so many choices, Su Wen has no way to start.

After a long time, the cover of an ancient book flashed gently in Su Wen's mind, which suddenly made Su Wen's heart light up.

"That's it!"

With a decision in his heart, Su Wen stopped dragging his feet, locked the ancient book firmly in his mind, and then turned the first page......

After a stick of incense, the eighth acupoint in Su Wenwen's sea finally lit up completely, and its brilliance was not weaker than the seven acupoints before.

At this moment, the eight talents that had originally shrouded Su Wen's body had become extremely thin, and the red light flickered and dimmed, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Su Wenru sat still, and only waited for the last trace of qi to sink into the sea of Wen, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his eyes suddenly, and his essence was full of light!

"Hundred saints, please give the throne!"

After finishing speaking, Su Wen could clearly feel that the eight great points in his sea of literature were like full buds, blooming brilliantly in an instant, and like loyal courtiers, they were scrambling to show their best state to welcome the arrival of the king.

The next moment, above the dome of the holy temple, a soft golden holy light fluttered down, imprinted on Su Wen's forehead, looking holy and noble.

Immediately, eight extremely simple patterns appeared on Su Wen's sea of texts, falling into the eight great caves respectively, like pearls in a shell, shining with brilliance.

These eight patterns are: pen, ink, paper, inkstone, piano, chess, paperweight, and a plant, dog tail grass?

At this point, Su Wen finally took the most solid first step on the road of seeking sainthood.

Eight holes are opened together, and the title is crowned!

From this moment on, Su Wen is no longer an ordinary reader, but a genuine scholar!

"It's finally done!" Su Wen exclaimed happily, and then stood up, and there was a crackling sound from the bones all over his body.

Su Wen knew that this was the time when the talent qi was initiated, which had the effect of washing his meridians, thinking of this, his heart was even more happy, and he was about to try other changes after obtaining the literary position, but suddenly felt a pain coming from his chest.

Surprised, Su Wen hurriedly looked down, and immediately saw that a hole had been pierced in the shirt on his chest, and on the skin inside the shirt, there were still scars that had not yet fully healed.

Recalling the accident that happened when he was undergoing the talent qi initiation, Su Wen seemed to finally realize what had happened at that time, fortunately, the talent qi repaired his body in time, otherwise I am afraid that he would have died on the spot!

Thinking of this, Su Wen looked down at the figure not far away, the bloodstains on the ground, and the short knife that fell from the man's hand, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Come to think of it, who else will there be besides you?"

Xu Yi had already woken up, he tried to sit up, but found that his legs were still painful, he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and he didn't know what had happened during that period, and at this moment, he heard Su Wen's laughter.

When Xu Yi heard this, he raised his head suddenly, stared at Su Wen in disbelief, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You have obtained a literary degree? No! This is impossible! You must have failed, right!

The smile on the corner of Su Wen's mouth was very cold, he didn't answer Xu Yi's question, but walked slowly towards Xu Yi, like a ghost.

Seeing this, Xu Yi couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and then he suddenly recalled his previous plot against Su Wen, and at this moment, when he saw Su Wen standing intact in front of him, he was immediately terrified: "No! How can you still be alive? Are you a human or a ghost!"

While shouting, Xu Yi touched the short knife in his hand, but before his palm touched the hilt, he was stomped on the ground by the sole of his foot.

"Ahh

Su Wen continued to be silent, but the strength on his feet had increased a few points, and after reshaping his physique, he was already much stronger than a normal person, and he was no longer the weak scholar!

Bursts of sharp pain came from Xu Yi's palm, but Su Wen didn't mean to let go at all, and it wasn't until this moment that Xu Yi finally realized the cold light in Su Wen's eyes.

So the screams in Xu Yi's mouth stopped abruptly, he gritted his teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "Su Wen, do you still want to really kill me? Do you dare?" Immediately, this voice turned into a roar: "You don't dare! You don't dare to kill me!"

Su Wen glanced at Xu Yi seriously, the corners of his mouth lifted a beautiful arc, and then he finally spoke: "Really?"