The night is long, and I have no intention of sleeping.

Zhang Yutang, Dr. Xu, and Xu Xian had just undergone a great change, their hearts were surging and their hearts were surging, and it was difficult to sleep, so they sat in the courtyard and talked freely to the moon.

A glass of cloudy wine, a few laughs, and the night gradually passed.

The sun is rising, and the red light shines on the earth.

Xu Jiaorong had already come, her eyes were red, she said a lot of sad words, and then went back to sleep, at this time it was dark, she went to the kitchen to get food and brought it over.

"Son, father, brother, you eat first, take care of your body, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, I believe that my brother will definitely be able to speak out for the security hall." ”

"Hmm. ”

Dr. Xu smiled:

"I'm a person who is almost half cut into the ground, and I have figured out what will happen in the future, so I will let you young people do it yourself, and I will enjoy a few years of happiness. ”

After what happened last night, Dr. Xu thought a lot, like an epiphany, open-minded, and looked down on everything.

After a few people had eaten, Dr. Xu stood up with fluttering sleeves:

"I'm going to find someone to rebuild the security hall, and you can do whatever you have to do. ”

Looking at Dr. Xu, who left indifferently, Xu Jiaorong was a little worried:

"Daddy is gone like this, will something happen to him. ”

"No, it won't. ”

Zhang Yutang said:

"Uncle Xu has experienced life and death several times, and he has seen through the red dust, let go of everything, and he has attained the Tao. ”

Stand up:

"The world's first talent conference is about to start, let's go. ”

"Let's go!"

Xu Xian, Xu Jiaorong, Li Yong, and A Bao followed, and walked in groups towards the venue of the Talent Conference.

This world's first talent conference is the emperor of today's instruction, lively and extraordinary, along the way, all kinds of shouting and shouting, all kinds of novel objects are dazzling, beautiful.

It didn't take long for a few people to arrive at the venue, and the layout was very simple, but in the middle of the place, there were three tables, and in front of the three tables, there were dozens of tables.

On each table, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are neatly and meticulously placed.

Zhang Yutang looked up, and there were several acquaintances sitting on the table in the middle, namely Wang Zelong, the prefect of Hangzhou, Zhou Bowen, the sage of Haoran, and Su Dingfang, the master of Wendao.

In addition to these people, there are three white-haired erudite old Confucians, Zhang Yutang's eyes are bright, and he can see clearly, above the heads of the three old men, each has a Taoist essence and white qi like a long river, sweeping through the sky.

These essences and white qi are the qi of the sages of Wendao, who have read the truth in the book, acted squarely all their lives, and never done anything bad in the dark room, so as to form this majestic and majestic sage qi.

Such a person has already mastered the Confucian supernatural powers.

Zhang Yutang's heart tightened, but he didn't dare to underestimate it, and stepped forward with a light smile.

When several people saw Zhang Yutang leaving, they greeted them one after another, even the three old men who were poor and poor, and they all got up and saluted:

"I've seen the Holy Master!"

Zhang Yutang hurriedly returned the salute and said:

"The three Hao heads are poor, they are upright, and they are shallow and virtuous, how dare they accept a big gift. ”

One of the old men said:

"The holy teacher is young, has read the Confucian classics, has a self-generated literary spirit, can carry the avenue, is the teacher of the sage in the hearts of the world's scholars, we and other scholars are the first, naturally should pay homage to the holy teacher. ”

Zhang Yutang said with a smile:

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. ”

As everyone sat down on the main seat, they originally planned to sit aside, but who knew that everyone didn't follow, and they had to do the middle position before it was over.

The seven of them are all famous scholars and Confucians in the world, so they can naturally preside over this conference of the world's first talents, and soon after they sat down, they announced:

"The world's first talent conference is about to begin, and the talents selected from all over the world, please take a seat. ”

Xu Xian, Mei Laifeng, Gongzi Yu Menglong, Chess Saint, Demon Bow, Qin Jue and others sat down one after another.

Only painting the holy future provoked Zhang Yutang to sigh secretly in his heart:

"Painting this person, he must do what he says, and at this time he must be incognito and go to the way of painting. ”

"This conference is in response to the emperor's order, to select the world's first literary and Taoist talent, a total of two topics. ”

"The first question is free to play and write a popular poem. ”

"The second question has already spread all over the world, that is, to write a scriptural essay about heaven and earth, morality, yin and yang, men and women. ”

"The best of these two questions is the first place in the world's first talent conference. ”

"There is only one stick of incense in time, and after a stick of incense, whether it is completed or not, it must be over, and the test paper will be handed over to seven judges to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages. ”

"If you have any opinions, if you don't have any opinions, I will declare the official opening of the Talent Conference. ”

The talented man sat down in his seat and said:

"We have no opinion. ”

"That's good, light the incense and let's go!"

A stick of incense is placed in front of it, making people light it, and the curling cigarette smoke is in the air, and the clouds are swirling.

Yu Menglong looked at Xu Xian on the side, and secretly ruthless:

"This time, I'm going to make you end up gloomy, the real number one in the world, only I Yu Menglong. ”

After a little contemplation, Yu Menglong picked up the pen and wrote, brushed and brushed, and wrote a long poem, which urged his own magic trick and hooked the essence of the five elements of heaven and earth, and rolled over one after another.

Colorful and gorgeous like a dream.

"See the vision of heaven and earth again?"

"Ten points of fortune in the world, nine points have entered the Qiantang. ”

"The sacred land of the literati has not changed for hundreds of years. ”

"Yesterday it was said that the purple air dyed the sky, and today it is said that the five virtues converge, and it is really my emperor's martial arts that shocked the past and the present, and only then did so many romantic characters have been born. ”

Zhang Yutang smiled coldly:

"This is the holy place of the examination room, how can you cheat and get through. ”

A talisman secretly soared into the air, turning into a brilliant light, causing the literary qi to surge in all directions, forming a colorful auspicious cloud covering the top of Xu Xian's head, and in the colorful auspicious clouds, a purple rainbow penetrated the sky and the earth, diluting the colorful essence of the five elements.

Yu Menglong snorted, and his eyes flashed:

"The monks in Qiantang, I almost know everything, I am the only one who can cultivate to the realm of soul wandering and seizure possession, is it that I have lost my eyes, and the holy master has also reached this realm. ”

"I don't care if you arrive or not, even if your spirit is extremely powerful, it can't be displayed in this monstrous aura, if I want to kill you, I just need to send soldiers to kill you. ”

"In this world, I only need to be strong myself, and when the time comes, the civil and military champions will fall into my arms, what do you want to do. Facing Zhang Yutang, who was stronger than himself, Yu Menglong was not afraid, but was full of fighting spirit, wanting to kill Zhang Yutang by any means.

"After writing the poem, I will write a splendid article, overpowering Xu Xian, I see how you can make him the leader. ’

With a sneer, Yu Menglong wrote out the manuscript that had been done earlier.

In the infinite glow, the shadow of a Wendao saint stepped on the auspicious clouds and rolled in.

(To be continued)