(Thanks to Hainaqianchuan, kkkkee, and Huo Dexingfu for their monthly ticket support! Thank you for your support with Lingxi Fenghua! I haven't written for a week, and I forgot how to write it. Today I finally got two chapters together, and I apologize first here!)

Tang Cheng quickly left the library. He bathed in the snowflakes in the sky, crossed the withered grassland, penetrated the sparse woods, turned over several corners, and leisurely returned to his house.

During the whole process, Tang Cheng did not encounter any student, which shows the attraction of Qiu Xuehui. As soon as Tang Cheng closed the door, his expression suddenly changed. Although Tang Cheng was very confident in his memory, the sage skills were of great importance, and Tang Cheng had to be careful.

Grinding ink, moistening the pen, Tang Cheng's pen was like a dragon and snake, and wrote down a few keywords on the paper. Then, Tang Cheng sat on a chair and stared at the window.

It is not accurate to say that being dazed is not accurate. In fact, Tang Cheng is the key to pondering the holy art word by word. Outside the window, the wind shattered the snowflakes and flew everywhere.

A few snowflakes flew into the window, fell on the inkstone, and incorporated the ink. Tang Cheng's brows were a little frowning, and the sage art was not simple. As the foundation of the thirty-three star fields of the Confucian school, sage art was naturally not a simple skill.

Holy Technique is a spell that uses Haoran's righteous energy instead of vital energy. It is unique and very different from the magic of the Taoist sect. To be honest, this ability is meaningless to Tangcheng. Tangcheng's foundation is in the Storm Star Domain and in the Rage Star. He will never stay in the territory of the Confucian sect forever and die quietly.

The reason why Tang Cheng had to carefully learn holy art was to crack it rather than use it. It was almost impossible for Tang Cheng to thoroughly master the holy art of Confucianism, but it was much easier to understand its principles and find ways to crack it.

Just as Tang Cheng was fascinated by his thoughts, a rapid knock on the door woke Tang Cheng up. He frowned and immediately twisted the paper on the desk, folded it twice, and put it into his sleeve. Then, he got up and opened the door.

On his hair, the long gown was covered with snowflakes, and it was Cai Yi, who was stamping his feet at the door!

"Uncle Tang, why don't you go to see Qiuxue Club? It's so lively!" Cai Yi's face was full of excitement, his cheeks were red with cold, but he didn't care and kept chattering. Only then could he see that he was a teenager in his teens.

Although today is the first day of the Autumn Snow Club, it is already crowded, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as a numb all over the street. The most crazy thing is that the participants not only have beautiful women with red sleeves but also the talented woman Liu Feiyan who returned home at the Autumn Snow Club last year.

Liu Fei Yan's family originated from the origin. Her ancestors and fathers were both Jinshi, and there were even rumors that her grandfather was already a master. If such conditions still cannot be satisfied, there is another one.

Liu Feiyan's appearance is unparalleled.

Everyone who has seen her appearance can only be stunned. Her ever-changing temperament is amazing. You will never know what expression she will look like in the next second.

This time, Liu Feiyan came as a judge, but she was the well-deserved protagonist of the entire Qiuxue Conference. Cai Yi frowned and said distressedly: "Uncle Tang, you want me to look at those women carefully so that they can be used in painting in the future. But I have been watching Miss Liu's appearance for a long time and don't know how to draw it."

Tang Cheng was stunned, and then he remembered that he had said this when he was chatting, but Cai Yi didn't expect that Cai Yi would take it seriously. Cai Yi said again: "Uncle Tang, everyone in the academy has gone to Qiuxue Club, why are you here alone?" As he said that, Cai Yi glanced at Tang Cheng's room curiously.

Tang Cheng was stunned, then pondered for a while, thinking: If I don’t go alone, it would be too much of a trace. Why not join in the fun, it wouldn’t take too much time.

"Silly boy, I'm preparing your writing and ink! When you arrive at the scene, you can also draw the appearance of those people on the spot. When you paint in the future, these will be materials."

Cai Yi smiled foolishly and said, "Uncle Tang is still thinking carefully!"

Tang Cheng immediately packed up his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, put it in a blue silk basket, covered it with a coarse cloth, and handed it to Cai Yi with him. Then the two of them went out with the snow.

At this time, the snow was getting heavier and the strong wind blew again. The oil-paper umbrella was just about to leave and could not control it normally. In desperation, Tang Cheng had to put it away.

"I don't think it's normal to see the autumn snow in such heavy snow!" At this time, the snow was so deep that it buried the ankles, penetrated from the upper part of the shoe, full of coldness and could not shake it off no matter how hard it was. Tang Cheng couldn't help but complain.

Cai Yi retorted: "Uncle Tang, I have been studying all year round and I don't even have a rest day. If I don't vent on this day, I think those scholars are really going crazy!"

You should know that not everyone has a good talent and can be remembered without any memory. After reading it twice, you can memorize it backwards. Most people need to recite it repeatedly, and life is extremely boring.

Day after day, year after year, if you don’t vent, you will sooner or later become a fool. It is precisely because of this that the scholars of Yuelu Academy will be so enthusiastic about Qiuxue. They are not blindly chasing beauty, nor are they trying to become famous in this Qiuxue Club, they are just venting.

Every year at the autumn snow meeting, there will always be one person who is famous all over the world. However, it is only one person. Even the most conceited students dare not say that they can definitely surpass tens of thousands of classmates and win the top position. You should know that the participants are not only Yuelu Academy, but also students from other colleges.

While talking, they had already seen the venue of the Qiuxue Club. It was a huge stone platform, followed by a wall with a wall that stood thousands of feet high. You can see three vermilion-red characters "Qiuxue Club" from a distance.

Yuelu Academy is built against the mountain. This place was specially selected and is an excellent shelter. Looking out from here, the wind is raging and the snow is flying, but here is as calm as water, with extremely strong contrast.

When Tang Cheng approached here, he was immediately surprised by the hot atmosphere here. Perhaps it was too repressed, and the performance of these scholars was almost crazy.

Cai Yi pointed to a woman in the center of the stone platform and said, "Uncle Tang, look, that's Liu Feiyan!" Tang Cheng looked closely and saw six chairs near the cliff behind the round platform, with large umbrellas covering the snow. Even in this weather, he was still graceful and unsatisfied.

When Tang Cheng saw Liu Feiyan's appearance, four words came to his heart - they were charming. Speaking of which, this woman was not like a brothel girl, and her body was plump, which was easy to give birth to.

However, her eyes completely changed her pattern. The place where the eyes were flowing was pure, cute, beautiful, or romantic. Her appearance had not changed, but her temperament was ever-changing and had no fixed style.

No wonder Cai Yi said that he could not draw this woman at the end of his pen.

However, although this woman is beautiful, Tang Cheng didn't care. What he thought in his heart was not about one or two women. The atmosphere was extremely hot on the stone platform. These scholars were desperately showing off their literary talent, while everyone in the audience laughed and scolded, venting their pressure.

Tang Cheng took a few glances and then became dazed alone. Compared to these farces of foolish sentient beings, the holy art is more cute. In Tang Cheng's feeling, since the holy art is aimed at the many ways of using Haoran's righteousness, it has no effect on Taoist disciples and Buddhist monks.

In other words, even if Tang Cheng is proficient in this way and leaves the thirty-three star domains of Confucianism, he will not be able to use it. In this case, what's the use of learning it?

Just as he was wandering in the ocean of holy art, he suddenly pulled Tang Cheng's sleeve and woke Tang Cheng up. This was the second time. Tang Cheng was very unhappy and stared at him. It was Cai Yi again.

"What's the matter?"

Tang Cheng's tone was quite unkind. Cai Yi couldn't help but shrink his neck and said carefully: "Uncle Tang, Han Shanhou clicked your name on the stage and asked you to go on stage to write poems and lyrics."

"Hanshan Monkey?" Tang Cheng had almost forgotten this person, but when he looked at the stage, he saw Han Hansong's proud face.

【It turned out to be him!】

"What luck did this monkey have? He actually came to the last step!" Tang Cheng was very disdainful of this guy, but he was also quite troubled by what happened later.

The Autumn Snow Club is just a game for students. Write poems, couplets, show calligraphy, and play a wonderful song. After all the competitions, the final winner is the winner.

To be honest, everyone is not very interested in who can win the championship. Only last year did Liu Feiyan win the championship as a woman and make everyone talk for a while. As a Confucian scholar, the teachings of saints are what they should learn.

However, the last topic of the Qiuxue Club is very interesting. It is not limited to poetry, but also chanting snow. This will cost the lives of all scholars.

Just imagine, there is a autumn snow party held every year, and the most outstanding scholars come to chant the snow every year. After thousands of years, can the poems about chanting the snow be written?

Because of this, Qiuxue Club later added a content. Allowing students who are in the end to find a helper, and the helper will complete the problem is also a kind of flexibility!

However, Tang Cheng never thought that Han Hansong would call him up. Is he kind-hearted? Of course not. He said he wanted Tang Cheng to make a fool of himself in public!
Chapter completed!