On this day, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is suitable for travel.

The Three Kingdoms Cultural Conference also happened to be held on this day.

The so-called Three Kingdoms Cultural Association is a grand event for the monks of the Three Kingdoms Cultural Association in the Northern Region. Although the banners that have been used for exchanges and progress in each other over the years, in fact, everyone knows that this is a good place to compete on the same stage and become famous.

At this moment, the venue of the Three Kingdoms Cultural Association has been completely arranged under the joint joint of several large academies.

The entire venue was filled with wine and water, which was quite a scene of ancient times where monks of literary and Taoism gathered to discuss Taoism.

In the venue, countless young people from three countries gathered together in groups of three or seventy to discuss various things.

It was still early, and all those who came to participate in the literary gathering were young people. As for famous literary and intellectual powerhouses such as Xu Kang, it was enough to appear in the final stage.

It was getting dark, and a group of white-clothed students were surrounding a large group of white horses, big and small, pointed at them.

From a human perspective, each of the things like Bailin Horse is exactly the same, but the difference is that there may be some differences in the distribution of scales.

At this moment, a young literary monk from Qi with a wealthy family brought such a group of Bailin horses to attend the cultural meeting.

Looking at the hundreds of full horses and young horses, this monk in Wendao seemed at a loss.

Recently, he had the opportunity to become a disciple of a great scholar, but he had a problem with that great scholar.

He actually asked him to find out which pair was the mother and son among hundreds of identical white horses. This was difficult for this literary monk to destroy.

Hundreds of horses, even if they compare scales, don’t say whether they can remember them, even if they can remember them, it is a problem to determine them.

The Three Kingdoms Literature Association was about to begin, and fortunately, the scholar rushed over all the Bai Linma and wanted other literary monks to think of a solution for him.

After all, the great scholar did not say that he was not allowed to seek help from outsiders.

"No, even if I use the loving mother of Senior Meng in the previous dynasty, I cannot inspire the motherhood of these white horses."

"Everything is separated, what can I do? Bai Linma's temperament is like a husky, and she will not go to her biological mother even if she sleeps."

"Who knows how to look at the horse? I can't tell at all this white look."

A group of literary monks are at a loss at this moment.

And at this moment, endless golden auspicious clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and auspicious clouds gathered quickly towards the place where the Three Kingdoms Cultural Club was located.

"Look! That's Xu Kang Daru!"

"I saw it, I came from the direction of Chu! There is also a Baili Dashu who came from the direction of Qi!"

"Everything is here! This is the official start of the Wenhui!

"Oh my God! Look, is Senior Wang Zheng around Xu Kang Daru?"

As the celestial phenomena changed, all the literary monks stopped their movements and bowed to the sky from afar.

After all, a monk of literary and Taoism pays attention to etiquette, righteousness, benevolence and shame, and respecting teachers and respecting Taoism is the minimum thing.

A group of third-level scholars in the Three Kingdoms, as well as Wang Zheng, led Gao Yun and Deng Feng, finally slowly fell from the sky, and the target was the fiery eyes of the young people.

"Haha, Brother Xu, recently, your Qiongyun Academy is making a big splash with the east wind of the Legend of Swordsman in Shushan."

"Everywhere is just a rumor. Xu himself knows Xu's painting skills."

"Huh? This is fellow Taoist Wang Zheng! When I saw him today, I was indeed a talented person."

"Haha, don't exchange greetings, just take your seat and start the topic."

"Okay, take a seat, there are many good seedlings among this group of young people."

The great scholars talked and laughed at each other and quietly took their seats. Wang Zheng, both in his cultivation and his works, gave him the capital to be on par with these great scholars.

Therefore, Wang Zheng sat in the main seat without hesitation.

"Huh? What do you mean by so many white horses over there?" As soon as he took a seat, Xu Kang pointed at the white horses that were separated by a large and small ones not far away with curious expressions.

"Sir, this is a problem left to students by King Ming of Qi. If you don't solve this problem, the students will not have the opportunity to join Wang Ming Daru."

As soon as Xu Kang finished speaking, a young student explained with a wry smile.

"Haha, it seems that you, the young man, don't understand the profound meaning of Fellow Daoist Wang at all."

When Xu Kang heard this, he stroked his palm and smiled, then looked at Wang Zheng and said with a smile:

"I wonder what you guys think?"

When Wang Zheng heard this, he smiled indifferently and said, "I can only see eight points."

"Oh?" As soon as this said, everyone suddenly showed surprise. You know, this question has troubled them for a long time. Wang Zheng saw eight points at a glance?

The young man from Qi was also shocked and immediately bowed to Wang Zheng and said, "Please ask seniors to solve the students' doubts."

Wang Zheng shook his head: "I don't dare to answer questions, I should just treat them as communicating with each other."

As soon as Wang Zheng said this, he immediately won countless favors. In terms of age, Wang Zheng was about the same as them, but his status was far from them.

With Wang Zheng's cultivation status, even if he is a little arrogant, no one can find any problems.

But who is Wang Zheng? How could an approachable star do that? Therefore, Wang Zheng communicated with each other.

Amid the curious expressions of everyone, Wang Zheng suddenly pointed at the young horses from afar, and a trace of power of the magic sword burst out in an instant.

The entire young horse herd was as if it was being targeted by a crazy ferocious beast. All the young horses were frightened and screamed in horror.

This scene made everyone stunned. Could Senior Wang Zheng be trying to kill and then use magical powers to directly hit the root of the problem from his bloodline?

That's too bloody and inhumane, right? Moreover, such methods are not suitable for young people like them?

In their horrified eyes, a blood knife gathered with demonic energy hung high above the heads of all the young horses, which made the young horses scream even more terrified.

Next, after hearing the cries of the young horses, the group of full horses immediately became restless. They almost ignored the magic sword that exuded a fierce aura and ran towards the group of hordes frantically.

Seeing this scene, a group of great scholars nodded slightly, and even many young people showed a sudden look of enlightenment. However, most literary monks were still confused.

Amid the rumbling horse hooves, all the fillies rushed towards the young horses almost in a tragic posture. Later, there was a young horse around each fillies.

The phantom of the blood knife disappeared at some point. The young horses pressed against the full horse and made waves of screams, while the female horses stretched out their tongues and licked the young horses lovingly.

"It's possible!"

"So that's it, so that's it! The magical powers and methods are not as good as the maternal instinct!"

"It turns out that this question does not require any strength at all, it only requires the most primitive understanding of motherhood."

"What does this move by Senior Wang Zheng mean?"

This time, looking at the pair of mother and son Bai Linma who were stuck together, everyone understood.
Chapter completed!