And that's just the beginning.

After a while, looking at the sky above Lin'an City, the purple dragon had already bitten the neck of the Ghost-faced Dog King, and the Ghost-faced Dog King struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Then Ning Chen, who was holding the dragon beard tribute pen, wrote a few more strokes quickly, and the pen can destroy gold and broken stones!

A stream of majestic spiritual qi with killing intent continued to float towards the sky, and the purple dragon in the sky, after feeling this power, his eyes were dazzling with golden light, and then he tore it hard!

Thundered!

With a deafening roar of thunder, the head of the struggling Ghost-faced Dog King in the sky was torn off alive by the purple dragon.

The next moment, the Ghost-faced Dog King let out a heart-rending cry, and then it was torn apart and slowly dissipated in the sky.

Click, bang!

At the same time, looking at the statue of the ghost-faced dog king in front of Zeng Lichuan, it immediately collapsed!

The blood-patterned wooden sword in Zeng Lichuan's hand also had several cracks, and another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Zeng Lichuan's cultivation was profound, and he controlled his soul and cultivation in time, and he didn't let himself be hurt too much, but in his eyes, his hatred for Ning Chen was undoubtedly revealed.

"Ning Chen......" Zeng Lichuan couldn't help but make such a sound, and his tone was full of rumbling murderous intentions!

At this moment, Ning Chen's hatred for Zeng Lichuan is also unprecedented, but he has not messed up his mind because of this.

Another half an hour passed, when Ning Chen finished writing the last word with all his strength, and then looked at the bright yellow paper scroll in front of Ning Chen, a 10,000-character long text had been formed.

He let out a long sigh of relief. When Ning Chen put away the dragon beard tribute pen little by little, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and it was undeniable that building such a rare spiritual text in a hundred years would really consume Ning Chen.

Slightly adjust the breath as Ning Chen slowly walked out of the cabin. Ning Chen's expression moved slightly, and he saw that Li Wendao didn't know what was going on, and he actually appeared at the door, and many scholars in charge of the academy and even the Hanbo Academy knelt respectfully on both sides.

"Congratulations to the second aunt, you can build a spiritual text, Your Majesty the Lord of the Kingdom already knows, now, take the order. Li Wendao said with a smile.

See Li Wendao's expression. Ning Chen also knew that this time the Dao was not a bad thing, so he didn't think much about it, put on a respectful posture, and half-knelt in front of Li Wendao.

"The edict said, Ning Chen is talented and talented, and he has become a spirit. It is rare in Lingqiu Country for a hundred years, and Ning Chen's civilian nationality is specially removed. Crowned Wen Huabo, rewarded three dragon horses, and gave the Son of Heaven a pen, admiration. ”

With the spread of such a message, looking at the masters of the academy and many of the scholars of the Hanbo Academy, their expressions changed suddenly.

Seal Ning Chenwen Huabo. Although there is no marquis, there is no doubt that Ning Chen has the nobility of Lingqiu Country, and since the establishment of Lingqiu Country, the aristocratic status of this dynasty is a real nobleman. It is completely different from the aristocracy of the previous dynasty.

Of course, this is nothing, more important is the writing of the Son of Heaven, although the writing of the Son of Heaven is not a peerless magic weapon, a magic weapon, but it is the possession of the lord of the country, the use of the review of the chapter, since ancient times I have not heard of any minister can receive such a gift, the lord of the country will review the pen of the chapter.

At the same time, looking at Li Wendao again, he had carefully taken out a delicate and crystal clear Tianzi writing pen little by little, and handed it to Ning Chen with both hands along with the Dao Decree.

In this regard, Ning Chen's expression did not change in the slightest, his expression was as calm as ever, and then he said softly: "Thank you for the grace of the Lord of the Country." ”

Then Ning Chen carefully put these two things into the storage ring, for the writing of the Son of Heaven, Ning Chen also knew that it was definitely an unprecedented glory, written with this pen, except for the lord of the country, no one else had the right to change a word, and everyone needed to worship it with this pen.

"Second aunt and brother, being able to be so favored by the lord of the country is unique in the Lingqiu country, I said it a long time ago, the lord of the country appreciates you very much. Li Wendao smiled and arched his hand at Ning Chen.

"Brother Li has won the award, and he can make the lord of the country so gracious, Xiaosheng is sincerely afraid. Ning Chen also hugged his fists and smiled.

"Second aunt, brother don't have to be polite, tomorrow morning, the lord of the dynasty will personally edict you to enter the palace and meet you face to face, and I hope that the second aunt will be psychologically prepared. Li Wendao continued.

Just as Ning Chen was chatting with Li Wendao, an old man with immortal wind bones, accompanied by several imperial city guards, had already entered the wooden house behind Ning Chen.

This old man of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone is none other than Zhou Wenxiong, the first scholar of the Lingqiu Country, who already has the cultivation of the Foundation Building Pond Realm, but he rarely shows it on weekdays.

And when Zhou Wenxiong carefully picked up Ning Chen's article and studied it word by word, his face was full of endless shock.

I saw that this article of more than 10,000 words turned out to be a 10,000-word long poem, and then used poetry to describe his past and state of mind, sometimes eloquently, which made people feel emotional, sometimes passionate, and made people excited, and what made Zhou Wenxiong even more admired was that there were no cruel words throughout the text, but the whole text was full of grief and indignation, as well as rumbling killing intent!

It's simply a humanistic unity.

Even when Zhou Wenxiong saw the end, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Don't lose the stability of the spirit, beautiful, wonderful, humane demons and ghosts, the Tao is invited, the heavens and the earth are all the ways, the Tao is borderless, the old man is fortunate to be able to read such a good article in his life, and he is fortunate to be lucky in three lives. Zhou Wenxiong's tone trembled, and he praised again and again.

Subsequently, after reading Zhou Wendao again as if he had obtained a treasure, he was a little reluctant to put it into a dark iron box, pasted with the Dao talisman of the lord of the country, and then escorted to the palace by several palace guards and handed it over to the lord of the country at a glance.

Also in this subject, Ning Chen also won the "Tianjia" without any suspense, which is definitely the highest score above the first grade.

At this moment, in the small cabin opposite Ning Chen, Sikong Jie, who was full of confidence, also walked out with square steps, but when he saw the posture in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, Li Wendao, the palace guards, and even the first scholar Zhou Wenxiong, all stood beside Ning Chen, what the hell was going on?

However, the next moment, when he saw that on the jade stele, Ning Chen had actually obtained the "Heavenly Armor", the whole person was completely shocked on the spot, as a Wendao Tianjiao, how could he not know what the "Heavenly Armor" meant, it was the dream achievement of all Wendao monks, and since the appearance of the Spirit Qiu Kingdom, only its position, but no one has obtained it.

What made Sikong Jie even more unimaginable was that the person who received such glory was still a non-literate monk.

"How can a great killing god have such literary brilliance?" Sikong Jie's face was full of disbelief, and his face was full of anger. (To be continued.) )