"Purple and gold!?" Meng Hongye muttered, looking at the sky in distraction.

Just stopped writing and raised his eyes to look at the sky, Zhou Yi was puzzled in his heart. I have already taken out the "Tao Te Ching", why hasn't the voice of the Holy Way sounded yet!? The "Art of War" was announced to the whole city by the Holy Dao! Could it be that this "Tao Te Ching" is not as good as "The Art of War"?!

Oh shit, I really don't believe it!

In fact, this is Zhou Yi's misunderstanding, "The Art of War" talks about the way of battle formations, but in fact, it is still an easy-to-understand technique, and the Holy Dao naturally reacts very quickly. But this "Tao Te Ching" is different, this is the real Tao Zhizhi, it is the Tao. The Holy Dao didn't have time to comprehend the essence of it at all, but he just felt a trace of the Great Dao, so naturally he didn't have time to react more obviously.

Zhou Yi naturally didn't know the situation here, thinking that the Holy Dao despised the Tao Te Ching, so he was ruthless in his heart, and shouted to the side: "Grind ink!"

He didn't notice that Zhao Mu was by his side at all, so he picked up the pen, immersed himself in the calligraphy in his mind, and flipped through the next scripture to be written.

The latter was shocked by the "Tao Te Ching" and couldn't think clearly, and when he heard his command, he didn't notice the situation around him at all, and subconsciously stepped forward and began to study ink. At this moment, the people in the Holy Academy led by Meng Hongye, as well as the civil and military officials and the three thousand new disciples were completely stunned!

What kind of trouble is this? King Wucheng asked His Majesty to study ink, and His Majesty really ran up to study ink! This ...... What a system this is!

"Dry": Yuan Henry Zhen. Ninth day of the first month: Hidden dragon, don't use it. ......”

The already purple-gold clouds began to rotate, and the entire sky was completely darkened, and the scene at this time could only be described by obscuring the sky. The entire city of Luojing was shrouded in this big whirlpool, and the frightened residents of the city knelt down one after another, not daring to look up at the sky.

Meng Hongye was in charge of the Academy, and at this time, like a fool, turned his head to look at Zhou Yi on the stage.

"Ninety-two: See the dragon in the field, and see the lord. ......" Every time a word fell, a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

"Big Thunder!?" Zhang Ji suddenly shouted, this is the legendary Big Thunder Sound! This is the Holy Dao echoing the classics of the Great Dao!

After writing the hexagram, he turned his pen and wrote: "Yi said: Dazai Qianyuan, the beginning of ten thousand materials, is the unification of the sky." ......”

"Xiang said: Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. Don't use the hidden dragon, the sun is also below. ......”

"Boom Boom ......" just finished writing a trigram, the clouds completely changed from purple gold to purple, the purple meaning became stronger and stronger, and even the sound of thunder became louder and louder, and the purple lightning rumbled down.

Just as Zhou Yi was about to write down the kun hexagram, a purple thunderbolt instantly slashed down, and the lightning and flint slammed squarely on the bookcase!

With a "boom", the Qiangua paper manuscript that had just been written suddenly burst into flames and instantly turned into ashes. Strangely, the bookcase and other manuscripts were intact, as if it had not been thunder.

Looking up in surprise, looking at the dark purple cloud vortex in the sky, Zhou Yi was at a loss, what does this mean!?

Zhao Mu was also shocked, awakened by this lightning, and looked at the layer of golden paper ash on the bookcase in front of him in shock.

"The Tao Te Ching of the Great Grandmaster Zhou Yi can be called a classic of the Holy Dao, the Tao of Subtle Words is reasonable, the literary talent is passed down to the world, and the sage is promoted!" A loud voice resounded throughout the audience, and also resounded throughout Luojing City.

Under the cover of a purple-gold beam, Zhou Yi was enveloped.

"What's the name of the second work?" In the light group, the voice sounded again just now, but only Zhou Yi could hear it.

Zhou Yi was surprised, the Holy Dao had just destroyed the Book of Changes, but he didn't know why he was asking about it now. However, since the Holy Dao asked, he still hurriedly said: "I Ching!"

"This sutra cannot be passed on to the world! When the Holy Court comes, you can give this sutra to the person who comes and bring it back to the Holy Court! This merit can be rewarded, and you will be awarded the position of the Holy One today, and the Holy Court will be rewarded in the coming day!" the Holy Dao continued. But it didn't explain why it couldn't be passed on, just another shocking news!

"Holy Court!?" Zhou Yi exclaimed, he had never heard of this Holy Court, and where was the Holy Court?

"How can the Holy Dao be just in this Qinling Empire! The cultivators of the Qinling Empire have low cultivation of the Holy Dao, and the Holy Dao is scarce, so it is a wild place for the inheritance of the Holy Dao! In the land of the prosperity of the Holy Dao on other planets, the Holy Court stands there. In the future, you will have the opportunity to go to the Holy Court for further study!"

Without waiting for Zhou Yi to ask again, the Holy Power Light Cluster gradually dissipated, and a powerful and incomparable sense of fullness suddenly surged into his heart. The sea of spiritual consciousness is like a real ocean, and the tide of purple-gold spiritual energy is constantly surging.

"Is this the sea of the Holy One's knowledge! it's really powerful!" he thought in his heart, and the voice of the Holy Dao stopped sounding again. The clouds in the sky began to scatter bits and pieces of golden light, pouring towards the entire Luojing City.

"Just like this, you have been promoted to a saint!?" Meng Hongye was completely messy, it had not been a year yet! From a white body to the sky in one step, reaching the position of a saint is really too sensational.

Before he became a Sage, the major Holy Academies that had already oppressed him were out of breath, and now that he had ascended to the Sage Throne, there was a purple-gold cloud of Holy Power in the sky, which was obviously more powerful than ordinary Sages. In this way, wouldn't we wait for the Holy Courtyard to look up to people even more!

Meng Hongye's heart has completely given up the idea of having a long time with Zhou Yiyi, and his heart is full of sadness!

At this time, the manuscript of the Tao Te Ching, which had just been written, had been baptized by the Holy Dao, and every page was flowing with a purple-gold halo, and at a glance, it was a hand-me-down classic recognized by the Holy Dao.

"This Tao Te Ching can be a classic book for the town of Wenwu Academy!" Zhou Yi picked up the manuscript with one hand, and raised it gently, the purple-gold halo shone, and the three thousand disciples below were dazzled.

"Obey the teachings of the Palm Academy! Congratulations to the Masters on their ascension to the throne of the Holy Masters!" the three thousand disciples received the order in unison, and then bowed down to congratulate.

The head of his own academy is in full view of everyone, and once he is released, he will ascend to the throne of the saint. If this matter spreads out, it will inevitably cause a sensation all over the world! Wouldn't it be honorable for these disciples of the academy to go out in the future?

Meng Hongye looked at the manuscript in Zhou Yi's hand with a look of longing. He was a Saint Dao Scholar, and he hadn't even touched the threshold of a Saint Dao Grandmaster, let alone a Sage. Today, if he is fortunate enough to see with his own eyes a person who has ascended to the throne of a saint, and who has been exempted from the examination and approved by the Holy Word with a scripture, how can he not covet this scripture?

It's a pity, since it's a classic of the town court, how can it be shown lightly. To live by oneself, the classics of the town courtyards of the major holy academies have never been taught only to their own disciples, and even ordinary disciples have no chance to see them, let alone outsiders!

"The Tao can be the way, and the non-constant way is also. The name can be named, and the name is not constant. ...... The way of the saints is indisputable. Zhou Yi didn't seem to have any scruples at all, and after putting down the manuscript, he recited the 5,000-word Tao Te Ching.

This time, it can make this group of leaders of the Holy Courtyard stunned.

Isn't this a classic of the town court? How can it be so lightly revealed! Is there a deception in this?

Zha Gaoyang speculated about Zhou Yi's intentions with malice in his heart, and even suspected that the scriptures he had just recited were fake! After all, the classics of the town court would never be listened to so lightly.

Zhou Yi smiled contemptuously, he didn't break the sentence at all in his recitation just now, and he did it in one go. If you don't look at the original manuscript in your hand, you can't understand the true meaning of the sentences in it!

"The Sage of Zhou has a great mind, I admire it!" Zhang Ji waited for him to finish reciting, and immediately stood up, clasped his fists and bowed, and said with an inexplicable look of gratitude.

If someone is in front, naturally everyone will not be left behind. As soon as Zhang Ji finished speaking, the others also stepped forward one after another to salute, and all kinds of words were offered without capital. None of the people present were stupid people, Zhou Yi ascended to the position of the Sage, and there was no one among the Holy Dao monks who could check and balance. Coupled with his power to cover the sky in the court, he didn't hurry up to stand in line at this time, let alone when!

"Haha, I didn't expect that Great Grandmaster Zhou would ascend to the position of the Sage so quickly, this is really better than blue!" Just when Zhou Yi was already a little impatient and was about to interrupt the sycophants of these people, a few more figures suddenly appeared in the field. The one who spoke was none other than the Great Sage of the Rite Academy, and the Second Sage and others also appeared on the spot.

Then, several more figures appeared, including the fat and thin sages of the court, the Rong Yuanlong sage of the military academy and the Liu De sage of the Zongheng Courtyard, and some people Zhou Yi had not seen, but judging from this cultivation, they were also the sages of other holy academies.

Most of these people are elderly people, and after they came, they first looked Zhou Yi up and down, and they were a little surprised that Zhou Yi was young, and then arched their hands to be regarded as a courtesy.

"I've seen the Great Sage and all the Sages!" Zhou Yi said in return with a fist in return. "Please wait a moment, the ceremony of Wenwu Academy has not yet ended, Rong Zhou will preside over the ceremony first, and then talk to you!"

The Great Sage and the others happily stretched out their hands, motioned for him to please, and then walked to the side, and their own subordinates lifted their seats for the Sages to sit down.

Zhou Yi's ascension to the position of saint naturally greatly boosted the psychology of the academy's disciples, and their confidence in the Wenwu Academy was even more sufficient. And Meng Hongye and the others seemed to see the saints of their respective holy courtyards come forward, and they only did not find fault with them. Hmph, even if there are no saints here, they don't dare to be presumptuous if they rely on Zhou Yi to ascend to the saints!

He stretched out his hand to Zhao Muyi and asked, who had already come back to his senses and walked back to the main seat to take a seat.

The two attendants next to him had already placed the framed tablet of "Heaven and Earth Monarch Prince" in front of the high platform, and Zhou Yi strode down the high platform and stood in front of the disciples.

The salute officer shouted: "Salute!"

Led by Zhou Yi, three thousand disciples and professors dispatched by many ceremonies shook their sleeves and bowed.

After bowing three times, before someone moved Zhou Yi's seat to the tablet, Zhou Yi stepped forward to sit down, and the three thousand disciples bowed to him again under the command of the salute officer.

This time, even the professors who came from the Rite Academy were willing to follow suit. In their eyes, Zhou Yi, the head of this Rite Academy, is now a saint! It is a great honor to bow to his own saints!

After some tossing, the opening ceremony was completed.

Zhou Yiyan invited Zhao Mu, the saints of the All Saints' Courtyard and the masters of the courtyard to rest in the backyard, and the other guests left on their own. The 3,000 disciples were led by the professors to study in each study hall step by step.

Coming to the backyard to take charge of the courtyard, although everyone had a lot of speculation about the Tibetan Scripture Transmission Pavilion in front of the hall, after all, it was a thing of the Wenwu Academy, and it was not good to appear too interested.

Before taking their seats, everyone congratulated Zhou Yizi again, and the two sides exchanged a few words of greeting, courteously letting Zhao Mu sit in the first place, and everyone sat down in turn.

"Thank you all the saints for coming to congratulate, Zhou is grateful!" After they all took their seats, Zhou Yi thanked him, and everyone waved their hands and laughed and said they didn't dare.

"I don't know if you've heard of the Holy Court!?" Zhou Yi then said a sentence, and the hall was suddenly silent, and everyone's faces were instantly solemn.