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In room 12, Xiao Tong's poems did not condense any talent, but the articles he wrote were talented.

In particular, in this article, there is a word that blooms with ten thousand rays of light.

This word is a mountain character.

Seeing this word, there are too many talents, these talents rise into the air, and these talents turn into the image of a mountain, like the majestic ancient sacred mountain emerging, overwhelming the eternal years.

The momentum is magnificent, and it looks like a peak on the side of the ridge, and it is only three feet three from the sky!

It seems that this word has magical power, and writing it down with a pen is like a mountain descending, crushing the Quartet, with great power.

In another examination room, it is also a condensation of talents, visions, and thousands of weather, which is a grand spectacle!

After this anger soared into the sky, it suddenly dispersed, turning into an ocean, flowing wantonly, just like the Nine Heavens Milky Way falling into the world, surging and surging.

This person, who comprehends the word water, combines his talent and turns into a water consciousness in the sky.

There are also those who rush out of the examination room after the talent rushes out, turning into a blue sky, blue thousands of miles, high above, indifferently overlooking the vast world.

Lying high in the nine heavens, one word is true.

Then the talent condensed and turned into a heavenly character full of Confucian true meaning, such as the sky is above, eternal and eternal.

"It's incredible, the quality of this year's candidates is much better than in previous years, it's just a crowd of heroes, this year's big exam, who can take the lead, but it's hard to say. ”

Fu Zun was elated, his face was full of excitement, even if it was the Nine Kings, Tianhua Xuezheng was also happy.

Tianhua's students are so powerful.

"Look, there's talent again!"

Fu Zun's eyes stared at the sky above the examination room, and his face was even more joyful.

I saw a talent soaring into the sky, shining with spiritual light, turning into a violent wind, this wind was like a tornado, connecting the sky and the earth, and where it passed, the clouds scattered, revealing a starry sky in the endless distance above the sky, and the stars appeared in the daytime, shocking the world.

Then all the talent condensed into one word, wind!

Realize the true meaning of the wind, combine talents, condense into the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism, and the words are born in the wind, which can sweep all directions and wreak havoc on the world.

There are mountains, there is water, there is sky, and there is wind......

Some people comprehend the heaviness of the mountain, the turbulence of the water, the vastness of the sky, and the madness of the wind......

The same word, comprehending the different true meanings.

Later, there were people who understood the true meaning of thunder, and saw a thunderclap in the clear sky, shaking the Quartet, like an ancient thunder god, beating the war drums, thundering for nine days, everyone heard it, making people afraid and afraid to look directly.

"Great, some people have become poets and spiritual light, and some people have comprehended the secret art of Confucianism and Taoism, and the mystery of words is like a mountain. ”

"In this big test, the stars are shining brightly and proud of today. ”

The secret art of Confucianism and Taoism, which is like a mountain, is very good, and it is a mysterious text condensed by using the essence of heaven and earth and the self-generated Confucianism.

The text is rich in the user's own thoughts, and when used to the extreme, it can crush a huge mountain out of thin air!

And in this big exam, there are more than ten people, comprehending this kind of Confucianism and Taoism secret art, it is simply incredible, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for thousands of years, the most one, all the Fuzhou big exams, all the candidates, together, there are no more than 100 students who comprehend the secret art of Confucianism and Taoism.

When Tianhua Mansion was the most, it didn't add up to more than ten people, but this time, in just Weicheng, there were more than ten people who comprehended the secret art of Confucianism and Taoism, which was overwhelming the Quartet, making the world jaw-dropping and unimaginable.

"From then on, the victory of Weicheng Wenyun is incomparable in the world, and those who can be the first in the Weicheng big exam will have the ability to compete for the top spot in the world!"

Weicheng Fuzun could not suppress the excitement in his heart, such a good performance will inevitably be rewarded by the imperial court, as long as there are no accidents, he will be able to go further, and promotion and fortune are just around the corner.

Even the Nine Kings and Tianhua Xuezheng couldn't help but be shocked by Weicheng's achievements.

The changes in Weicheng are so great that people can't believe it, it's just dreamy.

"The poetry of the talented man of the moon is shocking to the world, I don't know, what kind of earth-shattering poems about spring he wrote about this big test?"

"Others either write peerless poems that become spiritual lights, or comprehend the secret art of Confucianism and Taoism. ”

So far, there has been no vision in the examination room where he is, and I think the poems and articles he made must be vulgar and difficult to use. The Nine Kings showed no mercy, and ridiculed Yang Chen, feeling that Yang Chen was now exhausted and could not continue the classics, and his demeanor was not there.

"In the end, it is a scholar of a down-and-out family, and he can still be majestic at the beginning, but in the end, he is not enough to continue, and now he has an empty stomach, and he can't write a peerless speech, which makes people sigh. Tianhua Fuxue pretended to sigh, as if he was sorry for the loss of such a talented man in the Great Zhou.

"Master Xuezheng, why care, as we said, this invited the moon talent has no respect for the elders, and is proud of his talents, such a person, talented but not virtuous, is a scourge, and now he is exhausted, and his talent is no longer there, it is a great thing, no need to sigh. The Nine Kings smiled sincerely this time.

Whether it is the Nine Kings of the Mansion God or Xuezheng from Tianhua Mansion, they all think that Yang Chen's poems must be earth-shattering, who knows, it is silent, and there is no vision.

They judged that Yang Chenjianglang was exhausted, and it would be difficult to continue the classics.

When Dongguo Sihai poems became a spiritual light, Yang Chen also felt something, looked over, and saw a talent rushing into the sky, volleying into a fist-sized spiritual light, the spiritual light was like a lamp, shining in all directions, full of wisdom.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that Weicheng was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and not long after the exam started, someone wrote such a classic. ”

Yang Chen nodded, and looked towards the other examination room, except for Dongguo Sihai, no one has written the classic poems that have been handed down to the world, and occasionally there are talented people, although the poems written by talented people contain talent, but they are just three feet away from the paper, and they shine in the air, but they can't break out of the room and condense the aura.

"After all, the time is too short, he is in the big exam, and everyone has studied the classics I have written, especially after studying the "Enlightenment of Sound Rhythm", I will definitely be able to do it without composing poems and chanting. ”

"At that time, there will be a lot of poetry power, laughing proudly. ”

Yang Chen knew that in the examination room, most of the people had already finished writing poems and began to do the following scripture articles, and when writing articles, because they had a deep understanding of the word Mo in Confucianism and Taoism, they comprehended the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism, combined with Confucianism and the essence of heaven and earth, and condensed the mysterious words.

This text, the word into the secret method, the power is endless, it is the secret art of Confucianism and Taoism, a word is like a mountain, the word can crush the mountain, can generate wind and rain, can thunder and lightning across the world, all kinds of incredible, people are surprised.

"Someone understands the heaviness of the mountain, as soon as the mountain word comes out, such as the descending of the sacred mountain, crushing the void, even if it is a person who forges the nine-fold body, he can't stop the gentle pressure of this mountain word, and as soon as the mountain word comes out, the martial artist of the nine-fold realm of the forging body will also be pressed into a meat pie, unless it is a refinement of light work, you can escape in advance. ”

"Some people have realized that the water is turbulent, the undercurrent passes, destroys and decays, and can drown many living beings, suffocate them, drown, and make them unable to survive. ”

"There are also people who have comprehended the sky and the wind and thunder, all of whom are people of peerless talent, these people, who were unknown before, are now famous all over the world and are known to everyone. ”

Comprehending the secret art of Confucianism and Taoism not only means that you have a deep understanding of the Confucian and Taoist classics, but also means that from now on, such a reader will no longer be a powerless reader, but will have the power to fight.

Those who comprehend the word mountain can communicate the essence of heaven and earth, communicate the heaven and earth in all directions, and the heavy meaning contained in the endless mountains and rivers, bless their own body, and make their body like a mountain stone, indestructible.

It is also able to pick up a pen and write, turning into a sacred mountain to press the top, suppress one side, and destroy the enemy.

"There are so many talented people, and I can't be left behind. ”

Yang Chen made up his mind to find a peerless classic, overwhelm the crowd, and let his literary name spread all over the world.

At this time, many students in the examination room also wanted to know what kind of articles could be made by Invite Yuecaizi.

A lot of people, wait and see.

"Invite the moon talent, the poem invites the bright moon, the world is famous, I really want to know, what kind of classics will he write in this big test?" After Dongguo Sihai finished writing the poem, he did not write an article, but recuperated his spirit.

He wants to adjust his spirit to the end, and write a peerless article in one go.

"Dongguo Sihai has already written a classic, what kind of poems can be produced by inviting the moon talents?" Xiao Tong's poetry talent is average, he can't imagine what kind of poems Yang Chen wrote to suppress Dongguo Sihai.

"Perhaps, this time, the talented son of the moon is going to miss the horse's hooves, right?"

Many people are waiting and seeing, only Yang Chen is not in a hurry, in his heart, there are too many poems about spring, early spring, late spring, and the most brilliant season of spring, there are classics and books, as vast as a sea of smoke, he is dazzled, making choices, for a while, he didn't think about picking out that one.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

This is a classic written by Han Yu, written about the light rain in early spring, which Yang Chen once wrote, and it is a good story, which makes people sing endlessly.

The sound of water around the ice canal is gradual, and the air melts and the smoke dock comes late and bright. The east wind is good for the sun and the flowers.

This is a famous poem, written about the warmth of spring, the beautiful scenery is charming, people linger, intoxicated in the suburbs of spring, can not bear to go back to the city.

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will be fragrant. Yang Huayu pod has no talent, but the solution is to make snow fly all over the sky.

One poem after another, in Yang Chen's mind, kept playing back.

Every poem is a peerless poem that can be passed down to the world.

"There it is!"

Yang Chen's eyes swelled with divine light, and he finally thought of a poem about early spring, which he liked very much, which was written very classic and picturesque.

He picked up the brush in his hand and lightly dipped it in thick ink.

I couldn't help but silently recite the poem I was about to write, this poem was in Yang Chen's heart, constantly chanting, constantly churning, and wisps of poetry emanated from Yang Chen's body.

The phantom of a white jade willow tree that penetrated the sky and the earth appeared behind Yang Chen, and his qi was boiling, sensing the heavens and the earth, and at the moment when Yang Chen held the pen, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and then the wind and rain raged, covering Yang Chen's examination room.

I saw that above Yang Chen's examination room, the talent was like a cloud, the aura was like a rainbow, and the thunder and rain were continuous.

He finally put pen to paper and wrote down, word by word, thunder, accompanied by wind and rain.

There was a clear sky everywhere, only above Yang Chen's examination room, the wind and rain were blowing, and the vision appeared, even if it was an ordinary mortal, he could witness it in person and be shocked.

The pen falls into a storm!

"Thunder, wind and rain?"

This is a vision born of self-confidence, sympathy with heaven and earth. ”

The three of Fu Zun, the Nine Great Kings, and Weicheng Xuezheng all stood up from their seats in shock and looked around the examination room where Yang Chen was.

"I haven't finished the poem yet, but I have a draft in my heart, and I am about to put pen to paper, and I have such a vision, this poem must be passed down to the world, immortal, and sung by the world. Fu Zun exclaimed.

And the Nine Kings, Xuezheng of Tianhua Mansion, just finished laughing at Yang Chenjiang Lang, at this time, Yang Chen's poem did not come out, and the vision appeared, but he slapped the two of them in the face again.

This is Jiang Lang's talent, it is clear that it is a step further, the poetry will be completed, and he can be a poet immortal and a poet.

It is the immortal saint in the poem, since ancient times, no one can compare.

In the amazement of everyone, Yang Chen picked up the pen and wrote the poem in his heart.

The New Year was not blooming, and the grass sprouts were seen in early February. The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden trees to make flying flowers.

The New Year has arrived, but the fragrant flowers have not yet been seen, and it is not until February that the grass is pleasantly surprised to find green shoots. The snow seemed to be unable to endure the belated arrival of spring, and it fluttered one after another, sprinkling a flying flower among the trees in front of the court.

This is also a poem by Han Yu, written "Spring Snow"!

After a few months, Yang Chen wrote about spring snow again, shocking the world.

As soon as this one came out, the wind and rain were great, and there was a god that turned into wind and rain and white snow and condensed, floating in the sky above Yang Chen's examination room, this god was a hundred feet tall, covered with wind and rain, and thunder surrounded him.

Above his head, there is white snow fluttering, like a flying flower, but under his feet is a green field, the grass is germinating, crystal clear, among the stems and leaves of the grass, there is a green glow flowing, blooming divine light.

The phantom of this god chanted Yang Chen's poem loudly, and the loud voice spread throughout Weicheng, but all the people in Weicheng, at this time, the voice of the god sounded in their ears, and he was reciting a poem. (To be continued.) )