"It's terrifying to have such cultivation at such a young age, and his mind is so alert, I'm afraid that only General Tiele can deal with him. n ∈ top n ∈ point n ∈ little n ∈ said that the third prince has always been stubborn and self-serving, and he may not believe what I say. ”

"It's just a matter of being entrusted by men and being loyal to others. In any case, I persuaded it. As for whether it can succeed or not, it depends on creation. ”

Huang Su thought about it with a long sigh in his heart, walked to the table, picked up the pen, spread out a piece of paper and wrote a letter.

At this time, Huang Su began to regret that he was transferred to Langya County. The imperial court has the rules of the imperial court, once an official is in his body, he cannot move around.

He could only stay in Langya County and couldn't go anywhere.

......

Coming out of the General's Mansion, the spring breeze blows on the body, which is very comfortable. Yang Ji raised his head and felt that the sun was slightly dazzling.

"Boom!"

A clattering sound of horses' hooves came into his ears, and Yang Ji looked up and saw a war horse galloping away from the street not far away.

The knights on their horses were all draped, and a pair of examples were inserted on their backs, fluttering like flags. A thick voice resounded through the sky:

“...... By order of the general, the ban was lifted. All the corpses were cleaned up, and from then on, each went its own way, and it was restored as before. ”

The sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, and one after another war horses galloped from Langya City in all directions, and the sound curled in the void.

Months of clean-up have finally been completed, and the corpses of all the underworld creatures have been cleaned up.

Yang Ji looked at the clear sky, and a smile appeared on his face, as if he had fulfilled a huge wish. "Do it when you know what you can't do, and do what you can't do when you know what you can't", the wish made by the pen of benevolence and righteousness from Wanfenling was finally achieved at this moment.

A thorough understanding of the scourge of the underworld. Yang Ji's last opportunity has finally been achieved.

"Boom!"

A clear cyan aura was mighty, turning into a pillar of light rushing up from the top of Yang Ji's head, Yang Ji's soul immediately expanded like a tide, and within a hundred zhang of the surroundings, the wind was fierce, blowing the robe on Yang Ji's body to hunt.

This new culture is formless and formless. The surrounding peddlers and pawns were inexplicably surprised, and they were all invisible. They looked at each other, and none of them knew what was going on.

Only in the official residences of Langya City, a famous civil official, Huo Ran, stood up and looked at the place where Yang Jiwen's anger was rising, his face was full of shock.

"This tone, this tone...... This is Wen Xiucai!"

"Our Langya County actually gave birth to a Wen Xiucai. After the fall of Wendao, the Han Dynasty actually had the first Wen Xiucai!"

......

An old civil servant over seventy years old with a gray beard pointed to the place where the literary qi came out with trembling fingers. I rolled my eyes and fainted excitedly.

In the world, there are more old civil officials with high morals and strong literary spirits. But no one is so orthodox and pure.

Even those who took the Wen Xiucai exam and stood out were not so powerful. That's the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue.

The thought is upright, and it turns into a literary tone that breaks out of the body, and such a narrative only exists in the Zài Confucian classics, about the records of ancient literature and talent.

I didn't expect this kind of orthodox Wen Xiucai. It actually appeared in ancient times!

This is a major event that shakes the world of the world!

......

At this time, Yang Ji didn't know the movements in the official offices at all, or he knew that he didn't care about it. Yang Ji's mind was all on his head at this time.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ji laughed out loud. There was joy in my heart.

From Wen Tongsheng to Wen Xiucai, this small step distance is a huge difference between heaven and earth. He could feel that his soul power and spiritual power were increasing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and his perception ability was also rising. Yang Ji's consciousness communicates with the eyebrows in the "Book of Confucianism", which can be clearly seen on the huge title page. The original handwriting was erased, and a new line of handwriting appeared on the Book of Confucianism:

"Yang Ji. ”

"Literary level: Xiucai (beginner liberal arts and sciences). ”

"The level of the canon that can be flipped through: Xiucai level. ”

"Attached: The integration of hard work and practice is the basic condition for becoming a 'Wenxiucai'. ”

......

Later, new content finally appeared in the Book of Confucianism. After the original ancient Confucian and Taoist chapters such as "Enlightenment", "Kindergarten Learning", "Zhizhang", "Asking Rites", and "Zhiyi", some new articles appeared.

In Yang Ji's eyes. Every word of these new chapters flashes with a rich literary atmosphere. Compared with the original article, it has completely reached a new level.

And on the last page of the Book of Confucianism, a new line of handwriting was also produced:

"Little Sacred Words: Xiucai level (incomplete). ”

"Hahaha......"

Looking at the lines of brand-new handwriting on the "Book of Great Confucianism", Yang Ji laughed in his heart. From a literary boy to a literary talent, from a rough liberal arts to a beginner liberal arts.

Although it is only a difference of one word, for Yang Ji, it is the difference between heaven and earth. In ancient times, Wen Tongsheng was just a substitute, barely touching the side of Wendao, and had not yet entered the door of Wendao.

And only Wenxiu can be regarded as truly entering the door of Wendao. A beginner in literature and science means that he has truly crossed the threshold and truly entered the realm of Confucianism and Taoism.

This is the difference between outside the door and inside the door, and the future path of the Tao can be regarded as stepping into the right track of cultivation.

The decline of the Han Dynasty Wendao, if only that's it. Yang Ji clearly felt that his "meticulous" martial arts realm, combined with the soul ability of the newly promoted Wen Xiucai, actually produced a new change that Yang Ji himself couldn't figure out.

Yang Ji now feels that his perception of heaven and earth has significantly improved, not only more keen, but also clearer.

"It's an amazing feeling. ”

Yang Ji laughed, his eyes swept around, there were businessmen, porters, girls, and sons around him, Yang Ji could not only see every change around them, but even "see" the blood flow in their bodies, which one flowed clearly.

"No wonder in the era of Wensheng, all evils are easy to dispel. An ordinary gentleman can also drink the demon troll and retreat. It's not as simple as fame. Even a student of my Late Dharma Era was able to grow his soul and produce a similar nuanced martial arts ability, let alone the Wensheng Era. ”

"The so-called Confucianism and Taoism practice is the practice of the soul. It is also a spiritual practice. And the practice of books. No matter how much you read, you can't understand the truth, and you can't unify knowledge and action, and it's completely useless. ”

Yang Ji was full of joy, as if he was soaking in seawater. Lowering his head, his gaze looking through the cyan stone slabs. Yang Ji could "see" a small black insect not much bigger than a hair, scurrying through the soft soil under the stone slab.

Yang Ji could only see a rough idea, but now, Yang Ji suddenly found that he could clearly see every line and abdominal segment on its body, as well as every small change in its body when it squirmed.

It's like taking a magnifying glass and looking at it infinitely.

This is the effect of the combination of martial arts and Wendao, which completely changed Yang Ji's view of Wendao's ability in his heart.

Yang Ji inherited the Book of Confucianism and took over the mantle of Wen Dao completely passively, a promise to the evil spirit predecessor. But now. Regarding the drudgery he accepted, Yang Ji suddenly had a completely different view.

"Buzz!"

His gaze swept over the surrounding crowd again, and suddenly, Yang Ji's eyelids jumped, and his gaze quickly locked on a figure in the surrounding crowd.

"Huh? After being promoted to Wen Xiucai, he still has this kind of role. ”

Yang Ji smiled on his face, and a subtle cold glint flashed in his eyes. Just in front of Yang Ji's right, in the crowd, there was a figure looking at Yang Ji in surprise like everyone else.

The man was in his thirties. Three wisps of beard, wearing a plain dress. The temperament is elegant, just like the tourists who come and go from the south to the north and enjoy the mountains and rivers.

Langya is on the coast of the East China Sea, and its temperament and geography are different from other places. Although there are not too many such tourists, they are quite a few every year.

In other words, it is usual, or any time before. Yang Ji couldn't feel anything. But at this moment, Yang Ji clearly felt a thick black qi in this person's body.

This black gas is extremely majestic, and it contains the power to destroy the mière. But it was deeply suppressed, hidden, and there was no leakage.

Outwardly. I don't see anything special at all.

"Evil Dao Warrior!"

An electric light flashed in Yang Ji's mind. There are some strange exercises in the Evil Dao lineage, which can hide the breath on the body and not leak a bit.

This was the case with Fang Bai and Yuan Jian at the beginning.

If you don't know the details, you won't be able to recognize him even if he's standing in front of you. The prince of the evil path even relied on this ability to sneak into the martial arts examination, and he was almost able to obtain the fame of Wu Xiucai for a time.

Yang Ji didn't expect that after he broke through to Wen Xiucai, he could actually find their extremely secret disguise.

Yang Zhen's head moved, and he immediately understood, "In ancient times, Confucianism and Taoism flourished, scholars were upright in their thoughts, and spirits and demons did not dare to approach. Those scholars were able to spot them even from a great distance, see through their disguises, and repel them, relying on this powerful soul perception. ”

"Martial arts is just that, the literature and Taoism are all evil, and the most evil and evil ways are eliminated. They are the most sensitive to their breath, and any hiding is useless to them. I have now been promoted to Wen Xiucai, and I have inherited this ability from them, and it must be because of this that I can see through their disguises. ”

Yang Ji's heart was clear.

With just one glance, Yang Ji immediately looked away and looked away. I didn't look at the man again. However, the other party is very alert, and Yang Ji has already made the other party alert with just a glance.

Although I don't know if Yang Ji is looking at him at a glance, I don't believe that Yang Ji can see through his disguise. But Yang Ji clearly felt that he had turned his head, mixed in with the crowd, and was walking into the distance.

And all around, seven, seven, eight, eight, and one after another, figures had the same breath as him, and they also walked in one direction.

"In Langya City, there are actually so many evil martial artists mixed together. Before leaving Langya County, you might as well do another good thing to completely eliminate these hidden dangers. ”

Yang Ji flicked his sleeves, and in a surprised gaze, he swept away the crowd and walked in another direction. After turning a few restaurants, tea houses, and passing through an alley, Yang Ji suddenly turned around and chased in the direction where he left.

...... (To be continued......)