The three realms of enlightenment, one heaven and one heaven, each realm is something that can be encountered but not sought by every person who cultivates the Tao.

It is not only necessary to rely on personal wisdom and understanding, but also to have great opportunities.

Reading to get rid of sleep and forget to eat, holding a pen can be hard to write, splashing ink to achieve the truth with falsehood, and speaking out of the so-called words and words!

Although all of these are the realms of enlightenment, due to the difference in the path they take, the final effect is naturally the opposite.

This is the second time that Su Wen has entered the realm of enlightenment, but the situation of these two times is very different.

When you enter the realm of forgetting to sleep and eat, you don't need to eat and sleep, you can cultivate your body with your talents, and your perception of books will get twice the result with half the effort.

So, what about hard work?

That is, you can directly turn what you think into pen words without thinking!

Just imagine, if in the battle, the calligrapher only needs to meditate in his heart, and the words and ink can be natural, and they can be done with a wave, how terrifying it will be!

On that day in the city lord's mansion of Linchuan City, if Yin Wuxian could also enter the realm of hard writing, then the man in black would not have the slightest chance to take out the fragment, and he would be suppressed by Yin Wuxian's book "Leek Flower Post"! In other words, the man in black would be defeated!

It's a pity that Su Wen's literary rank is too low, even if he relies on his own chance to stimulate the realm of calligraphy, he can't completely understand the mystery and turn it into his own.

So after today, if Su Wen still wants to enter the state of hard work, he can only resign himself to fate.

If there is any time when Su Wen can independently enter the realm of forgetting to sleep and eating, and writing hard. can really be regarded as a small success.

The path of the Holy Dao, the path that Su Wen has to take. It's still far away.

But even so, his trip. It's already appalling enough! With the qualifications of a scholar, he has worked hard to write a book between the state examinations, and who can do it in the past 100 years!

The gaffes of the three chief examiners quickly attracted the attention of all the candidates, and following the gaze of the three people, only a few people saw through the faint light on Su Wen's body at this time.

And among these very few people, there is Mu Xi.

"Write hard!"

Mu Xi's eyes were full of brilliance, and she didn't even notice herself. How shocked and shocked her heart was at this time, and even the cold temperament on her body was also stunned.

All along, what Mu Xi expressed was a kind of maturity and calmness that did not match her age, even if Su Wen sighed in the poem of Chunxi Lou that day, and later Yu Ming Sexuan composed a song in an instant, even if it was on the list three times when "Wen Yi Carries the Dao" was released, it did not make Mu Xi so shocked.

Because she knows Su Wen's poetic talent.

However, the entry of enlightenment and the struggle to write a book represent a completely different meaning!

This shows that Su Wen is on the path of pursuing the holy path. He has incomparable talent and potential! Compared with poetry and literary brilliance, such potential is a real and veritable holy talent!

Su Wen traveled all the way. There are many people who have witnessed his growth step by step and created miracles again and again, but Mu Xi is the only one. She has never underestimated Su Wen's people, but at this time, she has to admit it. I still take Su Wen too lightly.

"It seems that I have really set up a strong opponent for myself. Mu Xi turned her head. He muttered thoughtfully, "Perhaps, a friend?"

Except for people with unique eyes like Mu Xi, most of the candidates in the field didn't know what was going on Su Wen's body, let alone why the clear light on Su Wen's body faintly exuded talent fluctuations?

When everyone was confused, they heard the bell ringing overhead.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......"

Several hurried bells rang, which suddenly changed everyone's faces, and then the entire examination room became a mess.

Since entering the examination room, all the candidates have passed two state exams in succession, whether it is a new literary student or an old student who failed in previous years, everyone knows very well that in each exam, there are only three bells.

The first ring is to remind candidates to enter and take their seats.

The second ring is the signal for the issuance of examination papers.

The third ring means that the exam is over!

The bell that rang at this time was the third ring of the third examination of the current theory.

However, at this time, it was less than half an hour before the exam started!

What's going on!

Not to mention the candidates present, even the white-clothed officials who were in charge of the inspection looked up at the quaint bronze bell with blank faces, and they didn't know what was going on for a while.

The next moment, the bell sounded like a wave, becoming more and more rapid and sharp.

Many candidates couldn't help but cover their ears and looked flustered, and more people looked at the three examiners, with doubts in their eyes.

The three examiners had not yet recovered from Su Wen's realm of hard writing, and at this time, they could hear the sound of the gas bell ringing rapidly, and they were unable to make any response at the first time.

By the time they realized what was going on, it was too late.

In the entire examination room, there was only one person who could not be disturbed by the bell, or rather, he was not affected by the outside world at all.

Suven.

But seeing that his right hand was getting more and more urgent, and the lines were getting faster and faster, he had already written three full answer sheets in the blink of an eye! And it seemed that he was far from finished!

The solemn color in Su Wen's eyes at this time made people dare not look at it directly, and the faint light on his body exuded a sense of holiness, and faintly, the examination paper in his hand began to exude a red talent!

At first, no one noticed this kind of abnormality, but soon, the red light on the exam paper spread from the end of Su Wen's pen, attached to his wrist, dyed his arms red, and in the end, wrapped his whole person in it, and reflected the layer of clear light.

"Talent! How can Su Wen's body stimulate talent!"

An exclamation turned everyone's attention back to Su Wen, and no one knew how Su Wen was suppressed by the gas clock. It can also trigger the brilliance of its own talents.

It's really, appallingly!

However. It's not over yet!

The crimson brilliance of talent became thicker and thicker outside the Su style, and the color became deeper and deeper. Finally, in the blink of an eye, it began to grow slowly into the air.

One inch, three inches......

One foot, five feet, one foot......

Finally, the incomparably condensed pillar of talent and light met the air bell in the air, and the bell rang more and more poignantly. The shock made people's eardrums hurt.

At the same time, the three examiners realized what had happened, and the state lord shouted urgently, "It's not good!"

As he spoke, a trace of hesitation flashed in the state lord's eyes, and then his body swept away, and he walked towards Su Wen, it seemed that he was going to interrupt Su Wen's hard work with external forces!

In just a breath, the state lord had already come to Su Wen. With a shake of one hand, he pulled out a bamboo flute from his sleeve and stabbed it towards Su Wen's wrist!

Helpless, because of the storage of the gas clock. The state lord's own talent has also been completely suppressed, so he has to use such the stupidest method to stop Su Wen.

It's a pity that the bamboo flute in his hand hasn't touched Su Wen in the slightest. It was convenient to stop in the air.

One of them grabbed his arm just in time.

"What do you want to do to Mr.!" Ning Qingbing hugged the state lord's arm and glared angrily.

If you put it in the past. She is a young woman, how dare she be so disrespectful to the lord of a state. Even speaking, it is already a great honor to be able to say a word to each other.

But this is no longer the case.

She is no longer the autumn leaves of Liu Yan Pavilion, but a dignified scholar named Ning Qingbing. Su Wen is no longer the salesman who first entered Liu Yan Pavilion, but is regarded by her as a teacher worthy of guarding with her life!

So at this moment, Ning Qingbing didn't even think about it, so he left his position as soon as possible, becoming the only barrier in front of the state lord.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that he was actually blocked by a small Wensheng, the state lord was anxious at the same time, but also secretly annoyed, and with a wave of his arm, he threw Ning Qingbing away. Even if he can't stimulate the talent in his body, he is the lord of the state after all, and his body has been washed by his talent several times, whether it is strength or physical strength, it is far from being comparable to Ning Qingbing.

Ning Qingbing let out a miserable cry in his mouth, and then the whole person flew out upside down and was slammed on the bluestone ground.

A muffled sound followed.

Ning Qingbing fell to the ground, a line of blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth, and her expression was shriveled, but she did not give up because of this, but struggled to get up and walked towards the state lord again.

Ning Qingbing's move is tantamount to using her mantis arm as a car, even if she tries a thousand times or ten thousand times, it will be impossible to stop the state lord for half a point.

And the state lord had no intention of paying attention to Ning Qingbing at all, he once again raised the bamboo flute and struck at Su Wen's wrist.

Before Ning Qingbing walked in front of the state lord, Su Wen's hard work was about to be interrupted!

Seeing this, Ning Qingbing's heart sank, although she was the same as everyone else, she didn't know what happened to Su Wen at all, and she didn't know why the state lord suddenly made a move against Su Wen, but she clearly judged the malice of the state lord's move, so even if she risked her life, she had to protect her husband thoroughly.

It's a pity that her strength is too small compared to the state lord, whether she has the blessing of talent or not.

But even so, Ning Qingbing has done his best, and hard work, in the vast majority of cases, will always be rewarded.

Ning Qingbing may not be able to shake the will of the state lord, nor can she take the bamboo flute in his hand, but she has already appeared in front of Su Wen at the most critical moment, blocking the state lord for a moment, winning the most precious time for Su Wen, and also winning the opportunity for others to make a move.

She can't stop the state lord, but someone can.

A white robe appeared in front of the state lord, with a pale face, but with supreme authority, and said lightly: "Lord Leng, what do you want to do?"

The state lord looked at this female academician from Hongming Academy, and suddenly felt a great sense of oppression, his breath was stagnant, and he said: "We must interrupt his state at this time, otherwise the gas bell will not be guaranteed!"

The female academician smiled lightly: "I don't bother with this matter, if anyone blames me, I will bear it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the state lord's face changed sharply, and the other party came on behalf of Hongming Academy, so what she said was what the academy said, and she was willing to take the responsibility for destroying the five-grade treasure, that was the academy!

Who would dare to object?

For a while, the look in the state lord's eyes changed several times, but he never dared to make another move against Su Wen under the nose of the other party, and at this moment, the bell ringing in the air suddenly stopped.

When everyone looked up, they saw that under the illumination of the pillar of talent and light that seemed to be substantial, there was a very fine crack on the bronze body of the gas bell, which suddenly appeared. (To be continued......)