Xue Zha happened to be teasing Master Wen all the time, but he didn't notice that the grass house where he was undergoing great changes at the moment.

Not only the grass house in the tribute courtyard of Jian'an City, where he was, but at this moment, the Meng Sheng grass house in the entire Longzhou, the entire Bai Kingdom, and all the tribute courtyards on the entire Wenyu Continent bloomed with endless golden light at the same time.

Jiang Chen was taking the Tongsheng Examination in the Gongyuan Courtyard of Shouchun City, the Fucheng of Jiayuan Mansion next door to Anlu Mansion, he felt that because of his own efforts, fate did not abandon him, he successfully rushed to the Shouchun City Tribute Courtyard the night before the start of the Tongsheng Examination, and asked someone to find the Fu Yin of Jiayuan Mansion and go to the back door to report his name.

He had already successfully written two poems, his body was being tempered by the temperament, and he felt as if his body had returned to his mother's womb, the warmth, comfort and peace of mind almost made him call his mother.

Just as Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, northwest corner, how can there be golden light coming out there!"

Jiang Chen snorted unhappily, the room he was in happened to be facing the northwest corner of the Tribute Courtyard, and when he looked up, he did see a handful of golden light coming out from behind a door.

"It's ......"

He is the descendant of the four major families of Anlu Mansion, and he knows much more than ordinary candidates, so he is even more shocked, and involuntarily, he exclaimed: "How is it possible!

This exclamation instantly ignited the atmosphere of the Shouchun City Tribute Courtyard, everyone here has more or less known about the "Meng Sheng Grass House" and "Initial Poetry", and heard that someone has made a transformation of the "Meng Sheng Grass House" The initial poetry is no less shocking than the face saint.

"How is it possible? Since the Meng Sheng Caolu came out, it has never been transformed by anyone, who has the power to transform the Meng Sheng Caolu, and has another saint been born?"

"There will be no mistake, look at the golden light, it is constantly pouring out from Meng Shengcaolu, this is the result of Meng Shengcaolu's transformation from the inside out by the laws of heaven and earth, in addition, Meng Shengcaolu's will not have this abnormality!"

"I heard that there is a Xiucai in the Kyushu Gongyuan who made a poem that made the statue of Confucius vibrate, and that later became the saint second only to the white saint in the holy courtyard, you say, today's benevolent brother who made the transformation of Meng Sheng's grass house will not and will be sanctified in the future!"

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In the midst of the discussion, Jiang Chen looked down at the poems in front of him, one was written by Qu Yuan in one hand, and one was written by himself, originally he was very proud that he was able to make two original poems in his heart, but looking at the Meng Sheng Caolu, which was still gushing out with golden light, he felt that he was a scum.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not a top genius, it's better than that kid. ”

Jiang Chen flickered Xue Zha's figure in front of him, but he had vowed to find this field again.

At this moment, a golden pillar of light suddenly rose up in Meng Sheng's grass house, which was one zhang above the ground, and then, a boxy sign stood on it, and two big characters were written on the sign like a dragon swimming in the sea and a phoenix dancing in the sky - Xue Zha!

"No...... How could it be?

As soon as Jiang Chen saw that name, his heart felt as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer, his face was pale in pain, and he subconsciously covered it with his hands.

But as a genius, Jiang Chen has his own pride and talent, and he reacted quickly: "Same name and surname, yes, it must be the same name and surname!"

He had just used this reason to soothe his broken heart, and the next moment, a looming young shadow appeared in the sky behind the square card at the top of the golden pillar of light.

His hair was short, his eyes were like the clear night sky, his face was grim, as if he had been split with a knife or chiseled with an axe, and he was of medium stature, wrapped in a round-necked robe that literati were accustomed to wearing, and his phantom shadow floated above the golden pillar of light, like a god, which made people want to bow and worship.

"Really...... Really...... It's really him!"

Jiang Chen's broken heart that Jiang Chen had just pasted with that reason clicked and shattered again, this time, he couldn't find the slightest reason to comfort himself, after all, Meng Sheng Caolu would not make a mistake, and the probability of twins was too small, and the probability of two people who looked exactly like each other for no reason in the world was almost zero.

"I ...... Poof!"

Jiang Chen didn't come up in one breath, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of old blood sprayed on the rice paper in front of him, his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground with a bang and passed out.

Xue Zha didn't know that he was already famous, and now he felt that it was not just a fluttering feeling, he even had a feeling of swelling that he was about to return with the wind.

"Uh...... Am I floating and inflated?"

He rubbed his nose with his hand, glanced at Master Wen who woke up from the pain, and saw that his face was sometimes remorseful and unwilling, Xue Zha waved at him and asked with a smile: "Old Wen...... What are you thinking? Do you want me to let you go?"

Lord Wen saw that there was no murderous spirit in Xue Zha's tone, he just thought that the other party was young, as long as he knelt and licked a wave to make him feel comfortable, then the shameless things he did should be over.

He touched his chin and was thinking about which move to choose in the "One Hundred and Eight Styles of Patting Horses", but he heard Xue Zha sneer and say, "Don't think about it, wait for death...... I won't let you live to see the sun tomorrow. ”

Lord Wen's face completely darkened, he flicked the sleeves of his robe, snorted and pointed at Xue Zha, and said: "Boy, don't be too crazy, don't forget that you are a child when you come out, even if you make a start-up poem and get supreme benefits, what can you do if you are a saint child at most?"

"Meng Shengguang has countless descendants in his own family, can he really pay attention to you? Don't dream boy, it's better to be polite to this mansion, otherwise...... Hmph!"

As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture to his throat, a threat that was obvious.

Xue Zha was stunned for a moment, he looked at the top of his head, and then lowered his head and thought: Is this old Wen stupid? Can't he see the changes in the current grass house?

"Holy Child, huh...... Lao Wen, Lao Wen, you said that if Meng Sheng arrives in person in a while, I will relay what you just said, what will happen to you?"

Xue Zha asked Lord Wen with his nostrils, so angry that the other party was like thunder, and he didn't have time to look up at the golden pillars of light and signs rising above Meng Sheng's Grass House, and he didn't know that Xue Zha's phantom appeared in the sky above every Meng Sheng Grass House in the Wenyu Continent, so he wouldn't think Xue Zha's words were of any use.

Lord Wen jumped to his feet and scolded: "I'll tell you kid, don't say that Meng Sheng is here today, just because you don't respect this mansion, intimidate and accuse this mansion, even if Kong Sheng and his old man come in person, you don't want to get out of Jian'an City alive!"

"Is that so?"

An old man's question with a slight smile sounded from behind Lord Wen.

When Lord Yin, who had been in the Anlu Mansion for decades, turned around to look at the voice, there was nothing in front of him, only a red fish of attractive color and a pot of steaming, blistering bear paws.

"This ...... Which should I choose?"

Lord Wen subconsciously scratched his head and asked himself, he didn't realize it at all, and unconsciously, he had entered the Holy Dao answer sheet casually sent out by Meng Sheng Meng Ke.

Xue Zha looked at the figure walking in the white light without a head, face and body, watched him unfold a painting and then roll it up again, and watched Master Wen disappear in an instant......

It wasn't until he saw the figure walking in the light stretching out his hand to hand him the scroll that he woke up like a dream, and subconsciously caught the scroll and asked, "Is this ...... For me, Lao Meng?"

"Hmm...... Boy, although there is no dignity in front of the Holy Dao, after all, I am ahead of you, and I still need to maintain the respect I deserve. ”

The figure walking in the light was not thundered by Xue Zha's name, but he took the opportunity to smile and point out Xue Zha's temperament, and pointed out to him: "Although the talent and talent are amazing, this mouth still needs to be paid attention to in the future." ”

"So be it...... Just to protect you, seal your mouth for a few days, maybe it will help you realize the great wish of the Holy Dao contract!"

Meng Sheng's words were full of smiles, and when he casually touched it, a white light flew towards Xue Zha's lips.