"In addition to the white shirt and green silk", change out of the white scarf clothes, and wear official clothes, from then on, the three hundred jinshi will really "go to the Tian Shelang, and ascend to the Tianzi Hall" from then on, and he is no longer a white-clothed talent.

Next is the most talked-about royal street boasting official. As Sandingjia, the three of them did not have to detour with the same year, but walked out of the palace along the royal road, in addition to wearing brocade, but also to celebrate with hairpins on their heads, this step was naturally carried out by Chen Fusheng, who inherited the name of "Tanhua Envoy" from the previous dynasty.

With one hand caressing the horse's back, Chen Fusheng, who walked out of the palace and was even more sophisticated in martial arts, had already risen out of thin air without holding a whip and fell firmly on the saddle.

The three royal horses are as white as snow, without a single stray hair, handsome and extraordinary, plus the three of them are well-deserved young talents, which naturally makes the men, women and children on the street look extremely excited, and the pavilions on both sides have petals that continue to fall from the sky, which is those big ladies looking out of the window.

"It's a pity that at this time, I can't let the horse gallop, which really lives up to the ancient saying of the predecessors that 'the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoof'. ”

Chen Fusheng arched his hand to the audience left and right, sighed, and said with a little disappointment.

This sentence is true, and now at this moment of spring breeze, just like when he left Kuimen, the world's most powerful pass, by boat, he could feel that his mind was sprouting again, and another sword intent was about to emerge.

It is different from the unrestrained comprehension under the danger of Kuimen, a sword is vertical.

This time, the foundation is that the eternals have fallen, and the expectation of all scholars for the accumulation of the imperial examination and the first is a different kind of happiness.

It is the so-called spring breeze that is proud, and there is no end to debauchery.

It's a pity that he may never be able to fully comprehend this sword intent.

"Compared with those scholars who have been defeated and fought repeatedly, and even wasted their lives, we are lucky enough to be able to go to high school in one fell swoop at the age of the weak crown. Where can you experience the state of mind of 'the past is not enough to boast of'. ”

Cui Dongbi, who was in front, turned his head at the right time and laughed softly.

That's right, Chen Fusheng doesn't want to say that compared with those ordinary people, even if it is the same year and the same year, it is only two years for him to really study the scriptures, not even ten years, plus the time spent practicing martial arts and learning the piano during the period, although today's pride, it is far less than the predecessors who wrote this poem.

Therefore, I am afraid that this sword intent will never be completed, and it cannot but be said to be a small regret.

However, when it comes to the path of cultivation, many times everyone fights with strong mana, that is, relying on magic to be domineering and strange, except for sword cultivation, they don't pay much attention to the so-called sword intent.

Just as Cui Dongbi and Chen Fusheng were gossiping, Chen Fusheng suddenly looked certain and listened attentively.

The line of sight crossed the sea of people in front of him and landed on an old man in a green shirt.

The other party did not squeeze forward to watch the grand scene like the others, but retreated to a remote corner in the back, sitting cross-legged alone, his hands caressing in the void.

There was no one around.

Looking at his movements, it is as if he has a yaoqin under his hands, and he is the musician who is intoxicated.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you, is that old gentleman someone you know?" Seeing that Chen Fusheng didn't answer for a long time, Cui Dongbi turned his head curiously and asked, and then followed Chen Fusheng's gaze to find the old man.

Chen Fusheng didn't speak, in fact, his mind was completely attracted by the old man.

Just as Chen Fusheng raised his eyes to look, a strange feeling came over him.

Time and space stopped, and the whole world was quiet for a moment.

The long distance between the two seemed to disappear all at once, and the crowded and noisy crowd in it disappeared, and the two were suddenly pulled closer to each other.

Then, the sound of the piano sounded slowly, and in this square inch, it produced a long-distance and clear effect, resounding through the blue sky.

With a shock to his body, Chen Fusheng opened his eyes, only to find that the imperial horse under the seat had unconsciously passed by the position of the old man just now and turned the street.

Suddenly looking back.

The old man was nowhere to be found.

Cold sweat soaked through the clothes he had just changed.

"What a master. Chen Fusheng slowly exhaled a long breath and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In the two years since he came out, this old man is definitely the only master he has seen.

As far as he is concerned, the most powerful ones are none other than Yan Chixia and the Dryad encountered in Lanruo Temple.

Although Yan Chixia's skills are extraordinary, and her inheritance is also exquisite, after all, the cultivation time is still short, and it is only a condensed cultivation at present.

The thousand-year-old tree demon has the realm of refining, but it is a wild road monster with no serious inheritance, and coupled with the ontological limitations, it is not much stronger than casual cultivation.

Even if these two people Chen Fusheng can't fight, they also have the strength to fight, and they can always last a few rounds.

But this old man can easily take away his mind with the sound of the invisible piano alone, and if the other party has any thoughts, he can't even know how to die.

This method is many times more clever than the swordsmanship and spells that Chen Fusheng has seen, and it has completely risen to another realm.

Even compared to the Heavenly Desire Venerable, Chen Fusheng was not quite sure what the outcome would be.

After all, although he could be sure that the Heavenly Desire Venerable was a rare master, even if he was not an unknown person in the entire cultivation world, after all, he had never seen the strength of the Heavenly Desire Venerable's real moves, and he was afraid that what was revealed when he usually pointed to the school cultivation was less than one in a hundred.

Without this kind of real exhibition, it is naturally impossible to personally determine what kind of realm the old man is.

But at least it can't be under Jindan.

"Could it be that there is really something going to happen in Daqi, otherwise how could this kind of master run to the mundane to watch a lively scene without incident?"

Chen Fusheng murmured to himself.

When the Heavenly Desire Venerable sent him on a mission, he told him that there would naturally be something to help him get closer to Su Zhengfeng at that time.

Originally, he thought that it was a means arranged in advance by the Heavenly Desire Venerable, but now it seems that there may be something big about happening in the entire Great Qi.

Yan Chixia, Su Zhengfeng, and this old man, all he knows is that there are already three true cultivators with unusual cultivation and methods, not to mention those wild paths on the rivers and lakes who have gained some scales and half-claws. What's more, there is still some connection between Yan Chixia and Su Zhengfeng.

If it can be explained that Su Zhengfeng is seeking a breakthrough in order to train his mind, this old man is proficient and experienced in piano music, and it is impossible for him to break through for a long time.

As for saying that it is even more impossible to travel down the mountain, if the cultivation has reached such a point, and there is no need to polish the mind, who is not hiding in the beautiful place of the famous mountains and rivers to retreat and cultivate, how can he run to the mortal world?