"This is your residence, how about it, the environment is good" The porter looked at the bamboo forest, revealing his snow-white teeth.

I took a deep breath, the air was fresh, with a unique smell of bamboo, which was very good and comfortable.

"Yes, I like it," Chen Jiu nodded.

The porter looked at Chen Jiu, then walked inside, and came to a bamboo house, which looked like a two-story building, and at this time there was a snoring sound in the small building.

The porter smiled awkwardly: "There is a strange person living here, who is also your roommate, you will know later."

Watching the porter go away, Chen Jiu carefully looked at the bamboo building, covering an area of more than 100 square meters, divided into two floors, gently pushing open the bamboo door, the first floor is the study, there is only a desk in it, and a few simple books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are not lacking, but it seems that it has not been looked at for a long time, and a layer of fine ash has fallen.

Ascend to the second floor, push open the door, inside is the bedroom, a scholar is sleeping with his head covered, and when he hears the sound of the door opening, he sits up suddenly: "Who is here to disturb Lao Tzu's good dream, hey, isn't this the Nian Nujiao, I saw you at the city gate."

"Nian Nujiao?" Chen Jiu smiled after hearing this name, the title was chic enough.

Chen Jiu casually swept around the room, and there was a piece of paper in front of the scholar's bed, on which was written Nian Nujiao.

This scholar doesn't look bad, but I don't know why there is always a decadent atmosphere.

"Brother Tai has seen it below?" Chen Jiu smiled, and saw that there was another bed in the room, with a futon on it, and no one had used it.

"Come, come, come. Sit and sit" The scholar was enthusiastic and pushed Chen Jiu to another bed.

Faced with this guy's enthusiasm, Chen Jiu had no choice but to take it.

"Brother Tai in front of Yuzhou Gate when the little brother was by Brother Tai's side, at that time immediately shocked the heavens, want to make friends with Brother Tai, but I didn't expect Brother Tai to run fast, when I woke up, Brother Tai was gone, called the little brother good life regret, I didn't expect Brother Tai to be sent to the door today" While saying, the scholar showed a fanatical color.

This scholar was standing not far from Chen Jiu at that time. And another person also amazed. This has been explained above.

"Under Chen Jiu, I haven't asked for the name of my brother yet," Chen Jiu asked with a bow.

"It turned out to be Brother Chen, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Qianqiu."

"It turned out to be Brother Jiang," Chen Jiu smiled. Turning to look at the bed under him: "Whose quilt is this?".

"This bamboo building is supposed to be two people. But I'm alone. The rest of the people don't want to live with me, and as for this quilt, it's a benefit from the academy, especially for our new students."

Speaking of which. Jiang Qianqiu's eyes flashed: "Brother Tai used to be a scholar of my Yingtian Academy, why haven't you seen Brother Tai?"

Chen Jiu shook his head: "No, I just joined the academy through the guò master's assessment."

"That master's assessment?".

"Master Wang Mingyang," Chen Jiu said lightly.

"Oh, Wang Mingyang,,, what are you talking about?" Jiang Qianqiu seemed to hear something incredible.

"Master Wang Mingyang, what's wrong?".

Jiang Qianqiu's gaze when he looked at Chen Jiu was different, revealing an indescribable taste: "You don't know Mr. Wang's status among scholars, if you knew Mr. Wang's status in my Confucianism, you wouldn't be so calm."

"Mr. Wang is very powerful?".

"It's not ordinary, it's quite powerful," Jiang Qianqiu said, changing the topic: "It's a good thing to be able to join the academy."

Chen Jiu nodded, and simply lay on the bed: "Yes, I want to take the big test, I want to take the top test."

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Your ambitions are really ambitious, you must know that there are countless schools in the entire dynasty, and the scholars don't know how many people there are, and the number of places is limited, you are really confident."

Chen Jiu glanced at Jiang Qianqiu: "A scholar who doesn't want to be a champion is not a good scholar."

On the second day, Chen Jiu got up early in the morning, dragged Jiang Qianqiu, who was sleeping lazily, to lead him to the study, but was told that he was going to the central square of the academy.

The central square is a place where scholars communicate and sit leisurely on weekdays, and a huge stone tablet is erected in the center of the square at this time, the stone tablet has no words, but it is very large.

There were a lot of people in the square, and there were not a few who came and went, Chen Jiu and Jiang Qianqiu came late, so they could only hide in a memorial room.

In the distance, the sound of a bell chime sounded, and then someone exclaimed: "It's Master Wang Mingyang who is here."

"Shhhh

"Don't talk to me, or you'll be punished again."

"Oops, stupid, you still say".

"You said it first," a scholar looked at the senior aggrievedly.

Dear students, Master stands still.

Wang Mingyang stood on a high platform.

"I will gather everyone here today because I was taught yesterday, and when I was assessed by a student yesterday, I was taught a lesson by a student, and I want to share it with you, Chen Jiu, you come up."

I don't know why Wang Chaoyang's gaze was able to find Chen Jiu accurately, and directly asked Chen Jiu to step forward by name.

Following the master's gaze, everyone found Chen Jiu, a plainly dressed, but very indifferent scholar.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Chen Jiu shouted in his heart: "Don't you want to be so high-profile."

walked over and saluted Wang Mingyang: "I've seen Mr."

Wang Mingyang nodded: "You stand aside first."

I don't know when, a big pen appeared in Wang Mingyang's hand, there was no ink on the pen, and with a light tiptoe, he came to the wordless stele that was more than ten meters long and more than thirty meters high.

A mighty righteous qi surging to the sky, and a mighty purple qi surging in the sky, like Luoying.

"Purple Qi from the East, this is the real Purple Qi from the East, this Wang Chongyang is actually a Yasheng" Chen Jiu's pupils contracted sharply.

He Weiya Sheng, is second only to the saint of the existence zài.

In these three realms, the realm of Liyan is divided into three realms, the first realm of purple qi comes from the east for 1,000 miles, the second realm of purple qi comes from the east for 2,000 miles, the third realm comes from the purple qi from the east for 3,000 li, and as for the saint, the purple qi comes from the east for 30,000 miles.

Looking at the pillar of purple qi in the sky, Chen Jiu's heart was shocked, this is the realm of Yasheng, and the purple qi is two thousand miles east.

What is the concept of purple qi coming from the east for two thousand miles?

That is the Confucian virtue, the Taoist Tiangang, the warrior's escape, the demon saint of the demon clan, this is the world's top existence.

This is a chance, Chen Jiu is now closest to Wang Mingyang, and he can feel that kind of sub-holy heart, which is broader than the great Confucianism that contains the sun and the moon.

The Confucian Yasheng personally took action, which was definitely an opportunity for all the scholars present, a shocking opportunity.

It is everyone's luck that there is a sub-saint in front of you, some people have read books all their lives, and they don't even know what Yasheng looks like and what purple qi looks like from the east.

All the scholars, including the gentlemen of the academy, were immersed in the expansive heart of Yasheng.

Not only the academy, but also the entire Yuzhou City, and even ordinary people hundreds of miles away, can feel the kind of discipline and feelings of Yasheng.

All beings are intoxicated, this is Yasheng.

Wang Mingyang waved his pen, and the endless purple qi was compressed on the tip of the pen, and the big characters were like flowing water, containing the realm of Yasheng, imprinted on the stele mountain.

"Ancient scholars must have teachers. Teacher, so preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts is also ,,,".

One by one, words poured out from Wang Chaoyang's hands and turned into a purple light curtain.

After a whole cup of tea, Wang Mingyang stopped his arm and wrote the inscription: "Wang Mingyang lifts the pen, Chen Jiu writes."

On this day, the whole Yuzhou was boiling, the students of Yingtian Academy were crazy, and Chen Jiu's name was crazy all over the world, whether it was Nian Nujiao or Shi Shuo, it was a peerless poem, which was impressive.

Chen Jiu's eyes were slightly misty, Wang Mingyang withdrew the pen and fell beside Chen Jiu: "How is it, can you have a harvest?"

"Thank you, Mr. for your advice," Chen Jiu came back to his senses and said in a trance.

"Go back and comprehend it well" Wang Mingyang patted Chen Jiu's shoulder and turned to leave.

Jiang Qianqiu dragged Chen Jiu heartlessly and walked back: "Chen Jiu, you are developed, now you are a celebrity, and your name is being sung throughout the academy and even Yuzhou."

Looking at the murderous eyes around him, the jealous eyes, Chen Jiu's scalp was numb. (To be continued......)