Xue Zha's vision attracted the attention of an old man who was swimming in Qushui in a flat boat, he put down the scroll in his hand, stood up and looked at the direction of Jian'an City with his back hand, he nodded and said to himself: "What a powerful boy, a poem can have such an atmosphere, and what kind of grandeur should his spiritual world be?"

There was no one else beside this old man, and he couldn't remember how long he had been sitting on this Ye Bian boat reading a book, which could attract his attention and wake him up from the realm of enlightenment, and the old man felt: "I should go over and see this fate." ”

The old man stepped forward, he fell down in one step, the universe was reversed, thousands of mountains and rivers flickered like phantoms, the Ye Bian boat was still floating quietly on the curved water, but the old man was already standing above the Gongyuan of Jian'an City.

When he arrived, there were already two people in the sky above the place.

The two people who arrived first were both Confucians in purple robes, and they both rolled up their sleeves to reveal their muscular arms, and the two of them stared at each other like fighting cocks, and kept scolding.

"I'm your mother, dare to rob me of students, believe it or not, my father, I will perform "Court Training" on you!"

"I wish your descendants to be cut off, there will never be any descendants, I want to take my students away, and there is no such good dream as you in the Spring and Autumn Period written by Confucius!"

The two scolded each other in half-Sven and half-literary words for a while, and Xue Zhe, who had been rubbing his sore wrists in the Gong Courtyard, was speechless.

"Look at the cultivation of the two of you at this age, can you have more self-esteem and self-love!"

Xue Zha was about to complain, he suddenly felt something, he looked up at the sky and looked at the sky a little bigger, he was originally looking at the sky at a forty-five degree angle turned into looking at the sky at a sixty-degree angle, and he saw an old man who nodded at him with a smile.

The arrival of this old man did not attract anyone's attention, including the two purple-robed Confucians who were scolding and beating each other.

Lord Wen looked depressed, he wanted to step forward and salute as soon as the two purple-robed Confucians arrived, but unfortunately the two of them were entangled with each other, and their mouths were still unclean, and countless legal forces sprayed from the mouths of the two, and he was a small Lord Yin of the Mansion, but he didn't dare to be injured by mistake in the past.

"What's the matter! I've taken care to protect you kid...... It's good that you directly attracted two great Confucians, although they weren't shocking and scary, but they were shocking enough, okay?"

Master Wen could guess with his thumb that these two completely imageless Confucians were here for Xue Zha, and the two beat and scolded each other like thugs, also to compete for Xue Zha's student, you must know who wants a student who can become a saint, then there will be a place for him in the Holy Courtyard in the future!

Lord Wen looked at Xue Zha, he actually found that this kid didn't look at the two big Confucians above his head, following this kid's gaze, he was so shocked that his jaw dropped, his body stood up involuntarily, he covered his chest and gasped, he felt that his heart had been critically hit.

"Holy ...... Saint, really a saint!"

Lord Wen's mind was buzzing, and at this moment he forgot to ask Xue Zha: How did you kid find out about the arrival of the saint before me?

He now only had one consciousness left: Which saint is this? Which saint has been in the White Country all these years?

In an instant, a name popped up in Lord Wen's mind - Bai Suqing.

"White ...... White...... White Saint!"

Master Wen had just dropped his jaw, and now his eyes were about to fall from their sockets, and he didn't understand at all that the White Saint, the head of the five youngest saints in the Holy Academy, was ...... Why is his old man's house right in the territory of the White Country?

At this time, Xue Zha had already figured it out, the old man above the two Confucians above his head must be a big man, look at his dusty temperament, look at his forced grid standing in mid-air with his back hands that are no different from ordinary old men, no matter how you look at it, it is stronger than the purple-robed Confucianism who beat and scolded each other below him, right?

You must know that the Purple Robe Confucianism in the Wenyu Continent is already a superstructure, taller than the Purple Robe Confucian, more calm and calm than the Purple Robe Confucian, and more extraordinary than the Purple Robe Confucian, then it should be a saint with a long life, amazing strength, and standing at the top of the world in the Wenyu Continent!

Although Xue Zha is a traverser, he shows everyone in this world as weak as an "indigenous", but he is not stupid, the other party is a saint, a powerful saint, and a strong man who can destroy him a hundred times and a hundred times casually, then he should give some face.

"Hmm...... Bow your hands and bow down!"

Xue Zha nodded, praising his wit, so after Lord Wen's chin and eyes fell to the ground, he fell to the ground again.

"Oh my god! you...... You, you, you...... Even if you kid is a genius, you don't have to be so big in front of Bai Sheng, right......?! You, you, you...... You, you, you, you don't even kneel, do you know that Bai Sheng's grandson stands up casually, and all of them have a higher status than the two people above who beat and scolded each other!"

Lord Wen felt that his chest was suffocating, and he wanted to kick Xue Zha's ass, but this kid was shocked, and he didn't want to go over and kick his ass, is he crazy?

"No matter what, what do you like! I'm so angry that I've taken away the saint, and I'll have a chance to kick your ass, old man!"

As soon as Master Wen calmed down, he heard the white sage in the air say: "Xiaoyou, what is your name, you are so talented, and your imagery, feelings, and experiences are so rich, where is the teacher, but there is a teacher to teach you?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the two purple-robed Confucians, who had no image of fighting each other, noticed that there was someone above.

The two of them raised their heads together, Kaba Kaba twice, both of their jaws were dislocated at the same time, and the moment their consciousness was impacted, the spirit of the two could not maintain the power of the float, and with two pops, the two of them fell from a high altitude, and smashed into Zhu Yunshan's room, and the Zhu family unicorn vomited blood and fell into a coma on the spot.

All the candidates who were struggling to write or enjoying their literary temperament also stopped their movements the moment Bai Sheng spoke, and they all looked up at the air, and their eyes were full of blood.

"Thou shalt not look directly at the saints!"

This is the first day of their study of poetry, and the masters and parents have told them, so there is no need to ask, I don't know when, there is actually a saint above their heads.

But Xue Zha wouldn't, he always looked up at Bai Sheng at sixty degrees, he looked at the sage who was no different from an ordinary farmer, and said in his heart: Is this also a traverser's welfare? I can see that no one else can look at it, hehehe...... Why do I have a sense of superiority that when I was in middle school, I watched small movies with P4, and everyone else could only watch small yellow books?

Bai Sheng didn't understand what the smile that suddenly appeared on Xue Zha's face was, he looked down at his outfit with self-doubt, although he didn't wear the costume exclusive to the saints of the Wenyu Continent, but this set of clothes was also a powerful holy Dao treasure, and there were no ants crawling or grass growing on it?

He looked at Xue Zha again inexplicably, and couldn't help but ask again: "Xiaoyou, can you hear my question, can you solve Lao Suo's doubts." ”

"Oh oh oh, uh-huh, okay, don't worry, sage, I want to think about what you just asked!"

Xue Zha shamefully sold cute, he tilted his head and held his chin with his hand to make a memory, this kind of reply completely thundered everyone, and all those who understood that there was a saint standing in the sky at the same time had a question in their hearts: "Grandpa? Grandpa Xue Zha is a saint? My God, no wonder he dares to take the imperial examination as a Jianghu speaker!"