"I invited him. ”

A word came from inside the courtyard gate.

Bo Ci walked out of the courtyard, dressed in a brown robe. I haven't seen it for a month, but I didn't expect that in Rongjing, South Korea, which is full of nobles, Bo Ci is still dressed so plainly. His words attracted everyone's attention.

"The quota is fixed, and you can't just say a word to make a person qualify. If you want to take the cultural exam, come back next year, and there are ten places in Wenchang County. ”

It was supposed to be the faculty of the academy who spoke, and he stood aside from the beginning of the admissions. Feng Zhijing felt that he should be a soul warrior, and the realm was not low, just standing there simply, it made people feel unshakable like that Wen Zhong.

"Di Lao, it's not that I want to make an exception. Except for the scholars who can't awaken the Fu God and change the text, who cares about the literary exam? In my opinion, none of the one hundred and twenty candidates this year is as amazing as Master Cen. ”

In that case, he's just here to waste time, so let's go back and read poetry for another year. ”

It's nothing, it's just a one-year delay for him to complete his promise. He didn't think it was difficult to enter Wenxin Academy. For more than ten springs and summers, as long as he wants to do something, there is nothing he can't achieve. In the stone cave behind the view, a mountain of ancient books is piled up, and the old way tells the wind to stop and memorize them, and the wind stops to memorize them. Before going down the mountain, he always thought that everyone was average, and the poems and books were swept away at a glance, and the content was familiar to him. It's as if one reincarnation has already been learned, but God has returned it.

If you can't participate in the literary exam, you will be ready to return to Liujun, the prosperity of Rongjing can only be enjoyed by the rich, and the Taoist temple of Jing'an Mountain is suitable for you, but you can go to Liujun by the way.

"If there are really people in the future who can prove the Tao with texts, Feng Zhijing will definitely be the first person. I don't know if Di Lao has heard of the dragon that spread all over Rongjing yesterday, and Brother Feng is the dragon that went straight to the clouds. ”

The man known as Di Lao finally fixed his gaze on the sixteen-year-old boy, and looked at him quietly, although he did not release a trace of soul power. Feng Zhijing was thinking about whether to borrow some coils from Bo Ci, when he felt someone looking at him, and looked up, his eyes clear and calm.

"The wind stops, you can go in. ”

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Sitting in the north and facing south is the throne, and the buildings on the throne of Rongjing belong to the Emperor of Han, and Han Qi's palace is located here. Thousands of years have passed, generations have passed here, and only the palace stands quietly. However, even the sturdy materials could not withstand the erosion of time, and the palace has undergone four major renovations.

Huayi Hall is one of the main palaces in the Han Qi Palace complex, and as soon as the court meeting is over, the Han Emperor will come here to deal with state affairs and issue some government decrees. Sometimes, when leisure and elegance come up, the Emperor of Han will also invite people to come here to drink a cup of fragrant tea sent by Xihe County, as well as pastries carefully made by the imperial chef of the palace. Today's Huayi Hall is not only the Emperor Han, the sandalwood long table that originally handled government affairs was only placed: a pot of tea, two jade cups and a plate of rice cakes.

In the eyes of ordinary people: as a person gets older, his words and deeds will become more rigorous, more and more mature and steady. When a subject sees his own emperor, he will become restrained and cower, afraid that his words and deeds will anger Long Yan. The person invited by Emperor Han is very strange, and he has a different concept from ordinary people in both aspects.

"This rice cake is not as sweet as before, but I heard that Xin Jun sent a lot of ginseng nectar this year, if you don't want to taste this, do you think I will come." By the way, I'll give me a pound of fragrant tea when I leave. ”

The old man sat in the Huayi Palace, crossed Erlang's legs, and rubbed his buttocks on the Nanmu chair. While complaining that the food was not delicious enough, he grabbed the pastry on the plate with his bare hands.

"Don't you always like tea? Why are you asking me for tea? ”

Han Huang was quite helpless, there were not many people in Rongjing who dared to talk to him like this, and unfortunately, the old man in front of him was the one he didn't dare to provoke. If the students of Wenxin Academy were here, they would recognize this cynical old man as their majestic and solemn dean. Every time he speaks at the beginning of school, a pair of fairy bones are admirable. Well, that's how it is, there's always an unknown side.

"Okay, good Han Sanbao, you know that the old man doesn't drink tea, so he deliberately asked me to drink tea. Send me five catties of ginseng nectar and one catty of fragrant tea leaves to the college before tonight. ”

"There are five catties of ginseng honey, but the tea is difficult to do, even if I give it all to you, I only have half a catty." A few days ago, Ruoxi asked me for tea, but I didn't give it, but you were asked to leave. ”

"It's okay, that's half a catty. ”

The nickname "Han Sanbao" is only the old man dares to call, Han Huang Han Ao learned to walk slowly when he was a child, and he started to walk by himself when he was one and a half years old. One day, he staggered and fell three times in a row, and the elders took this nickname to make fun of him, and after becoming the emperor of Han, it was difficult to hear this title.

"Every year, the college recruits me and calls me over, and now when it's time to enroll, I will return to Rongjing, waiting for you to find the old man. What do you want to talk about this time?"

"Of course, it's still the same as in previous years, stay with me in Huayi Palace, waiting for the end of the literary exam. ”

"I'm strange, your Han family is still not dead, and you're still waiting for a Master Cen to come out. If I want to say that I will simply cancel the literary examination, it will be the same every year anyway, and I am afraid that the literary bell will not ring again. ”

"This year is different, you can hear the words last night, I feel that the child is not simple, I don't know which county selected him, even if he can't enter the Tao with literature, he is also a good talent. ”

"Didn't you say that in what year?If you want me to say that this Shenyuan still has to rely on the soul warrior, didn't Bai Chi get the sword intent sealed by Qin Fang's kid back then, I think he is a talent that can be created, but it's a pity that Ruoxi doesn't like it. ”

"Bai Chi is really good, it seems that this time, the results of the Xuanbang Dabi Han Qi may not be at the bottom. ”

The thought of having to wait so long made the old man sleepy. This year's topic is still the strategy of governing the country?"

"No, I'm going to change this time. ”

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Feng Zhijing walked into Wenxin Academy, and Bo Ci was also on the side. Entering the courtyard gate is a large open space, and more than 10,000 people who participated in the martial arts test stayed here. A temporary ring was set up in the center of the venue, and it seems that the assessment of the martial arts test is here. When you enter the courtyard gate and look to the left, you will find the prestigious Bunkaku. Although it is called Wenge, it is actually a nine-story tower that has changed for thousands of years and still stands in the southwest of Wenxin Academy.

"Let's go, the literary examination will be held during the application period, and the candidates who participate will wait on the first floor of the literary pavilion. ”

Seeing the wind, Bo Ci looked at Wen Ge and became obsessed, and reminded him loudly. Hearing Bo Ci's words, Feng Zhijing came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, and walked towards Wenge. In fact, it is not only the wind that stops, many scholars also stay on the road. However, unlike the wind, they are looking at the ring. The Fushen Dao had no chance with them, but it didn't affect their desire for that kind of power.

"There are nine floors in the Wen Pavilion, but ordinary people can only set foot in the lower seven floors, even Dean Xuanhong can't enter the upper two floors. It is rumored that only those who can enter the Tao with literature and obtain the soul power of heaven can enter the eighth layer. The ninth layer didn't know how to enter, and the Empty Truss Saint Zeng Yan had already seen through the heavenly machine and mastered the secret of the soul god. Later generations rumored that the ninth floor of the Wen Pavilion hid this heavenly opportunity. For thousands of years, every soul body power will come to the Wen Pavilion to give it a try, and the last one is the Heartless Saint of the Fu God Temple, but whoever enters will immediately appear on the first floor of the Wen Pavilion. ”

"The secret of the soul god, more than 20,000 years, who can tell it?"

Feng Zhijing remembered the ancient books he had read in the past, and there were many books in Lao Dao about the search for the soul and god avenue by later generations. When he saw these books, he thought: Soul God is indeed people's lifelong pursuit, so many ancient books mention this word.

"I don't know if there is a secret of the soul god, but Master Cen must have gained something in his life. Even if it's just a few essays, you can gain a lot. If anyone in our generation can ascend to the upper two floors of the Wen Pavilion, I am sure to be Brother Feng!"

"When we meet, are you so sure?"

Feng Zhijing was very curious about this uncle, he looked very quiet and ordinary, but sometimes he made himself feel so mysterious and unpredictable.

"Hahaha, I said it was because I felt Brother Feng's letter? Let's go, let's go in. ”

had already reached the first floor of the Wen Pavilion, and Bo Ci took the lead in it, followed by Feng Zhijing.

"This Wen Pavilion is actually very lively, in addition to being the location of the literary exam, it is also the place where Han Qi shows the Xuan Bang. ”

The first floor of the pavilion is very large, and it is not a problem to accommodate a thousand people, but now there are only more than 100 people, which seems very empty. The scholars who arrived early were discussing around the center, and as soon as Bo Ci entered the Wen Pavilion, his eyes were also there. Feng Zhijing followed his gaze and saw a gold list hanging in the center. There are three gold lists, each one is one zhang long and half a zhang wide, and it is suspended in the air. The whole body of the gold list is yellow, and the words on it are golden, especially the first gold list, the words on it exude golden light, which is very eye-catching. The three gold lists are distributed in three directions, like a bright yellow prism, and no one is close to the three zhang of the list.

"These three lists are the Shenyuan Xuan List of the Three Kingdoms of the Central Plains, and there will be a place for them in the capital of each country. The Three Kingdoms of the Central Plains will hold a grand competition every year to update the Shenyuan Xuanbang according to the ranking, and at the same time announce it to the mainland. The third is the top three, with the top 31 to 50 of Dabi, and the second is the second of the top 11 to 30 of Dabi. The first one is called Toujia, which records the top 10 of the Xuanbang Competition. Each of the people on the list is a young man under the age of twenty-eight, and his name will be followed by their age, cultivation and country. ”

Feng Zhijing had heard about the Shenyuan Xuan List very early, but he didn't expect the list to hang on the first floor of the Wen Pavilion. Especially in the first gold list, the words the size of a palm still exude golden light, and the grandeur is compelling, which looks very shocking at a glance.

"This first list is a veritable gold list, with the power of the soul saint to instill soul power, so that its golden light will not be extinguished for a year. There are only the top ten in the Xuanbang competition, so the top armor in the competition every year is also called the title of the gold list!"