"What do you think the dean wanted to do with Li Qingshan? And he asked him to go to the ninth floor! I remember that except for a few great scholars, no one else seemed to have gone in there, right?"

"Who else can enter the place where the first article is written, except for being summoned by the dean? What kind of magical power does this Li Qingshan have? The princess favors him, and his relationship with Mr. Yu seems to be good. Even the dean is looking for him now."

"Who knows, anyway, very few people get this kind of treatment. I feel like everyone is looking at people through cracks in the door and looking down on them... In fact, it doesn't matter if someone has a great education or a high level of cultivation!"

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"I feel the same way. After all, these people who are admired by all the big shots, how can they be ordinary people?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three violent slapping sounds were heard on the table.

According to the reputation, it was Lu Yi who did it.

He sternly scolded the student who had just spoken: "Don't talk nonsense here! How can a person like him who can't even absorb Haoran's righteousness be able to accomplish anything great?"

"Tch." The student who was yelled at snorted coldly and did not answer his words.

Everyone knows that this guy is difficult to deal with. If you offend him, he will be resented, and you will inevitably get into trouble.

"Okay, everyone calm down and start writing Confucian characters!"

The Confucian master in the field shouted softly, and everyone responded and returned to their original positions to prepare the next Confucian character.

…

As soon as he stepped onto the ninth floor of Nianzi Building, Li Qingshan was shocked by the sight in front of him.

Milky white mist almost enveloped the entire ninth floor.

The awe-inspiring righteousness here can be called overwhelming!

Through the mist, one could vaguely see a man wearing a white Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, with slightly white temples standing with his hands behind his back.

Looking at this figure, four words will come to mind... Immortal style!

As soon as Li Qingshan walked into the "ocean" formed by the condensed oil of Haoran's righteousness, the rich Haoran's righteousness quickly retreated backwards like a shadow meeting the light.

"Dean Zhong."

"Dean Zhong."

Li Qingshan and Mr. Yu said hello together.

"Don't be restrained, sit down."

After saying this, Li Qingshan and Yu Lao took their seats one after another.

Dean Zhong turned around and saw that the heaven was full and the ground pavilion was round. A pair of calm eyes were like a deep pool, as if they could see through people's hearts.

"Li Xiaoyou is even surprised. In all my years of practicing Confucianism, I have never seen such a pure person." Dean Zhong's tone was very gentle, not at all like a high-ranking leader.

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "Perhaps there is no connection with Haoran Zhengqi."

"Well, my little friend's strength is very mysterious. His cultivation may not be high, but he can cut to the fourth level with his sword. He is really a martial arts wizard!" As he said that, Dean Zhong wrote a protective character in the air, and with a wave of his hand, it was

It fell into a scroll.

"This word is given to my little friend. If you encounter an opponent that you can't handle next time, open this scroll and it will help you get out of trouble."

Confucian characters written by Yipin himself!

Its value can be imagined. If it were put on the market, everyone would definitely compete to grab it!

Li Qingshan did not reach out to take it, but bowed and said: "Thank you, Dean, for your kindness, but I will not receive any reward for no merit. This word is too precious, so I'd better leave it to someone who needs it more."

"Damn it! You're so reserved!" Yu Laochu glared at Li Qingshan and urged: "Just accept it if I give it to you. This word is really not an ordinary thing!"

Li Qingshan shook his head: "I know that Dean's calligraphy treasure is extremely valuable, but I really can't accept it."

"The princess asked me to give you this word, do you really don't want it?" Dean Zhong added an accent when he mentioned the word princess.

"Well, the princess gave it to me, so I'll take it."

After being silent for a long time, Li Qingshan reached out and took the scroll over.

Seeing this situation, a smile flashed across the faces of the two old Confucians.

I will accept what the princess gives me, but I will not accept what the first-grade dean gives me.

Are you still afraid of owing a favor when co-authoring it?

Such is the slander in the old man's heart.

The next moment, Li Qingshan seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "Since famous poems throughout the ages can suppress the curse of the Wu clan, can they be turned into Confucian characters to have different effects?"

Famous poem through the ages?

Both of the people present had read the two poems written by Li Qingshan.

They really like him very much, which is one of the reasons why they have a good attitude towards Li Qingshan.

"It is indeed possible, but the probability of a famous poem being published throughout the ages is too small. This is not a result of cultivation, but a result of literary talent."

"But if you are confident that you can write it, I can indeed teach you how to use famous poems throughout the ages and seal them into useful Confucian characters."

As soon as Dean Zhong finished speaking, Li Qingshan stood up and bowed: "Please teach me, Dean."

There was a wave of excitement in his eyes. Dean Zhong waved his hand, and a complete set of writing tools appeared in Li Qingshan's hand.

Immediately afterwards, he explained to Li Qingshan how to make it have specific effects after writing a famous poem through the ages.

First, after writing a famous poem from the ages on the scroll, wait for all the awe-inspiring righteousness scattered in the world to enter the poem.

Then, just write the desired Confucian character directly in the title of the poem.

After listening, Li Qingshan did not hesitate and wrote directly according to Dean Zhong's words.

When he started to write, the two old scholars looked at Li Qingshan's handwriting with curiosity.

They wanted to know where this scholar got the confidence to think that what he had written was an eternally famous poem.

[Qinghai's long clouds cover the snow-capped mountains, and the isolated city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.]

[The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles. If Loulan is not destroyed, it will never be returned!]

After writing, Li Qingshan's writing paused.

The two old Confucians looked at the poems on the scroll, and their breathing became faster unconsciously.

Boom!

There was an explosion outside the Niaozi Building, and the scattered Haoran righteousness in the world gathered together crazily, heading straight for the famous poem of the ages!

In the brewing building, Haoran's righteousness was already abundant, and they occupied the geographical advantage and poured it crazily towards the poems in the scroll!

This isn’t the end yet!

The scroll was very large, and Li Qingshan continued to write the next poem!

[The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.]

[How to be a golden Luo Nao, walk quickly to the Qingqiu Tower.]

Boom!

There was another burst of explosions, and a huge whirlpool appeared outside the Niaozi Building again, wildly sweeping the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth!

With one face, he composed two famous poems recognized by heaven and earth throughout the ages!

Could this Li Qingshan be the reincarnation of the literary saint!

The two old scholars were shocked and tried their best to calm down the agitation of righteousness around them.

So as not to affect the writing of students on the floor below.

However, Li Qingshan is still writing, and he is writing faster and faster!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the effort of a cup of tea!

There were ten explosions in the sky and the earth. Upon seeing this, the soldiers patrolling in the capital rushed towards the academy!

Looking at the nine huge air whirlpools arranged neatly suspended outside the Niangzi Building.

The patrol soldiers were so scared that they lost their minds!
Chapter completed!