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In the sky, there were hundreds of pillars of clear air light large or small that were bombarding down, and the one above Tang Ze's head was the largest of them.

Rumble!

Haoran righteousness seemed to be unhindered, penetrating the layers of Qiongyulou and falling directly into Tang Ze's chest.

This Haoran righteousness seems to belong to the same source as the Haoran righteousness in Tang Ze's chest, neutral and peaceful, and the two are directly fused together without any conflict.

Sensing the changes in his chest carefully, there was no discomfort, but at the bottom of Tang Ze's heart, for some reason, a trace of ...... suddenly rose Haze!

Time passed breathlessly, and when the last bit of Haoran righteousness entered his chest, Tang Ze was shocked, and a breath of "Heaven and Earth Dagang" erupted from his body.

Immediately, a loud and high-spirited dragon roar erupted in Tang Ze's body, which resounded throughout the entire hall and was heard everywhere.

However, it was the Eight Extremes Divine Power that was urged by Tang Ze to suppress the Haoran righteousness that suddenly became more than ten times larger. The aura on his body has become fierce, soaring into the sky, passing through Qiongyu Tower, and straight into the sky.

After a long time, the sound of the dragon's chant gradually dissipated, and Tang Ze's eyes widened. He was greeted by shocked stares from all around.

Tang Ze smiled at Zhang Weixian and said, "My father is also here." ”

"Good, good. Zhang Wei got up first, directly exclaimed, and said happily, "Start with the moon, run through the whole article with love, and use the full moon to exhaust the joys and sorrows of the world." The most rare thing is that the words of the whole article are simple, and the volume is free, which can be described as a blend of scenes and thoughts. Good words...... No wonder it can attract saints. ”

"Hahaha!" Gongsun Gaoyang burst into laughter, "Since forty-four years ago, after Zhang Gong wrote the "Song of Righteousness", a saint has once again descended in my Great Zhou, which is gratifying." The old man would like to congratulate Zhang Gong here, and there is a successor. ”

Tang Ze stood aside, and after the two of them said a few words, he looked at Qin Mingyue on the side again, and said to Zhang Weixian: "This is Qin Mingyue and Miss Qin, can you know your father?"

Zhang Weixian glanced at Tang Ze in surprise, then took a closer look at Qin Mingyue a few times, and said: "I have already seen this girl on the eighth floor before, she is friends with King Jing'an, and now she lives in King Jing'an's mansion. ”

"Oh?"

Tang Ze was stunned for a moment, since Zhang Weixian said so, that is to say, he did not find anything wrong with Qin Mingyue.

So Tang Ze had no choice but to suppress Qin Mingyue's thoughts, and said in his heart: "This woman's means of concealing her aura are really profound, maybe like herself, she can use some way to avoid the detection of the powerhouse of the fourth realm." Or, this woman's status is extremely high, so high that the entire Great Zhou Dynasty dare not provoke her, and acquiesce to her existence. ”

After receiving all the thoughts, Tang Ze smiled at Qin Mingyue and said, "I made a bet with Miss Qin just now, and I lost, do you want something, girl?"

Qin Mingyue frowned, looking at Tang Ze's expression with some doubts, and after a while, she said, "You are ...... There is nothing Mingyue wants. ”

"That's good. Tang Ze nodded, and said directly to Zhang Weixian: "Father, Wen Sheng has lowered his righteousness in advance, so that the Qiongyu Poetry Meeting will end early." The child's energy was too exhausted, and he was a little tired, so he went back first. ”

Zhang Weixian nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll arrange for someone to send you back." ”

Tang Ze said goodbye to everyone in the hall again, and then left with the group.

Out of the small door of Qiongyu Tower, the surrounding crowd was looking up at the phantom image outside the building, almost staring, some people were still kneeling on the ground, kowtowing incessantly, even though the shocking scene had passed for a long time.

Holding the reins of the meteor and turning over on the horse, Tang Ze felt a little emotion in his heart.

Tonight, in just three hours, so much has happened.

First, he encountered an iron bull and was chased and killed on the street. Then I saw two farces in front of the Emerald Building. Then it was on the elegant jade bi to attract a tide of culture. After that, I helped my eldest brother treat heart disease. In the end, he met Qin Mingyue and was forced to write down the water tune song head!

And what impressed him the most was undoubtedly the spirit of the saint's arrival.

He couldn't help but yearn for it!

In previous years, the heroic righteousness would only fall at the right time, but this time it was ahead of schedule!

Tang Ze never believed that one of his poems could attract the attention of Wen Sheng, and the biggest possibility was that he had too much literary temperament, and after reaching a certain defined upper limit, this attracted a trace of Wen Sheng's spirit.

At this time, I am safe and worry-free, calm down, and think carefully, that spirit is not so much a saint, but more like the reaction mechanism of some kind of magic weapon.

Su Changliu had mentioned to him before that some extremely high-grade spiritual weapons all possessed instrument spirits, and their wisdom was not weaker than that of humans. Even those legendary mystical weapons, real weapons, and artifacts are higher than human wisdom, and they can also swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and cultivate on their own.

Tang Ze inevitably speculated that the spirit was not actually Wensheng's, but an extremely powerful magic weapon of Confucianism, just like the artificial intelligence in the science fiction movies of the previous life, with wisdom, but no emotion, acting according to the logic of commands.

Of course, these are just Tang Ze's cranky guesses.

After passing through the crowd and separating from Zhou Ning'er Tian Tian and his party, Tang Ze took the people straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This night's experience made him understand two truths.

One is that only when you become strong can you be truly powerful.

The second is that this world is too dangerous, so dangerous that there is a possibility of death at any time, and the strength is insufficient, so don't run around.

Although he is currently relying on the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion, no one dares to provoke him in the Great Zhou, and he has a certain amount of power, but this world still has to rely on its own strength in the end!

Just like Qin Mingyue encountered in Qiongyu Tower, if the other party had the intention of fighting to die together, he would have died a long time ago. Fortunately, the other party is not a dead man!

This feeling of life and death is really terrible. Tang Ze secretly decided in his heart that in the future, he must go out of the Prime Minister's Mansion less, cultivate hard, and strive to improve his strength as soon as possible, so as to control his own destiny!

Tang Ze and his party walked quietly, but the warm atmosphere in Tianjing City was far from over, and more were still gathering in Wangqiongyu Tower.

"Literary event, literary event......"

"Such a huge and righteous spirit is a few percent more than it was forty-four years ago. I have been founding the country for more than 600 years, which is unprecedented. Tang San Gongzi is really talented!"

"What's more, even in the two dynasties of Dayu and Dayuan, and even in all the historical records of the three regions in the south, no one can make such a masterpiece, but my Great Zhou has published two articles in succession within fifty years. This is a sign of the great prosperity of the country......"

“......”

In the phantom image, Gongsun Gaoyang, and the great Confucian led by Gongsun Ci, who came later, are evaluating "Water Tune Song Head".

In front of Qiongyu Tower, there has been a commotion, Confucian scholars, and the people in the market are all eagerly discussing, constantly looking at the phantom image. The lyrics of the water tune song head spread outward at a rapid pace. The S.H.I.E.L.D. sergeants who were responsible for maintaining stability, as well as those who hid in the crowd to catch fast, and even the Eternal Night Army, began to talk eagerly.

Because...... That's the coming of a saint!

Forty-four years later, another saint came.

This means that the peaceful and prosperous era of the Great Zhou can last longer......

After another moment, a commander rang the alarm bell in front of the door of Qiongyu Tower, and then the sound reverberated violently like gongs and drums.

"This Qiongyu Poetry Meeting will once again show a stunning masterpiece and make the saint come, which is a grand event in the literary world! I celebrate it with the people of the world, and the dynasty's literary fortune is once again prosperous, which is a great auspicious omen! You must not make a noise...... Fellow soldiers, maintain the continuity, those who dare to cause trouble, arrest them immediately, and if they resist, they will be punished as demons, and there will be no forgiveness!" He raised his voice again, "The saint has already made a great righteousness in advance, and the Qiongyu Poetry Meeting has ended here, so let's disperse!

In the temple of righteousness.

Zhou Qian couldn't help himself with joy, Zhou Tai's expression was faintly excited, and the old eunuch trembled slightly.

At the door, a man in black was exiting the temple gate.

"A good article "Water Tune Song Head", which caused the statue of the saint to vibrate, and the divine thought came, did I really want to come to Jitai in Da Zhou? Thinking of that scene, I was still excited at this time. Senior brother, he has accepted a good son...... Tang San's son, as long as he is cultivated a little, is the pillar of my Great Zhou. ”

Zhou Qian said excitedly, his heart was stirring, and the sun above his head fluctuated violently.

"Tang San, a kid, can write 'Disaster Relief and Epidemic Prevention Instructions', you can know that he is extraordinary. I chatted with him before, and sometimes there were amazing words, but looking at his words and deeds, it was inevitable that there were some deviants. But he didn't want to be able to write such a masterpiece today, which shows that what he thinks in his heart is in line with the right path of heaven and earth. ”

Zhou Tai laughed again: "How can it seem that the whole world's literary fortune is concentrated in his Zhang family? Although Zhang Gong was honest and virtuous early, he also gathered the great Zhou Wenyun to write such a grand masterpiece as "The Long Song of Righteousness". And his righteous son Tang San is even more amazing, blue out of blue and better than blue. At a young age, he studied and entered his heart, and his qualifications were extremely high...... Zhang Gong ruled the country with etiquette and was in charge of the affairs of the world for many years, so that he had today's achievements, and he sacrificed a lot for my Great Zhou. Tang San, as his son, is the seed of my Great Zhou's reading......"

Hearing this, Zhou Qian calmed down a little, how could he not know what Zhou Tai meant. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Yes, senior brother, he has indeed sacrificed too much, and his son can no longer delay for Da Zhou." It just so happened that Yuan Ming's kid also had a good performance this time, and when the "Zhengxin" came back, he arranged for him to go to the Zhengqi Academy with Tang San. ”

Zhou Tai nodded, slapped his palm and said with a smile: "Great goodness, in this way, the Righteous Qi Academy will have dozens of young talents in my Great Zhou." Even if something happens in the future, we won't lose our ......."

Zhou Qian had completely regained his composure, and said slowly: "The Qiongyu Poetry Meeting has ended, and there has been no action from all parties, it seems that Xingluo Zhenren is really consolidating his cultivation and inviting helpers, so that both sides will be safe in the next few years." Wait for Senior Brother to come over, let's discuss it again, and the number of places to be sent to Zhengqi Academy next time ......"

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