In the Holy Master's Mansion, the purple energy as thick as a pillar of heaven spreads through the sky and the earth, and the majesty of the imperial way surges, suppressing all the ghosts and gods from hell.
The clouds around the Purple Air Pillar are like brocade, fairy beasts and birds are flying, and nine nine-clawed dragons are competing for the sky, circling in the purple air. At the same time, the crape myrtle constellation in the sky emits bright light, illuminating the world.
Deep in the vast universe, the Emperor of Heaven is high above, and a beam of divine light sees through the world:
"God Bless True Lord went to the lower realm to investigate about Yue Lao. There is no reply yet. I didn't expect that Ziwei Xingjun, who has been reincarnated for tens of thousands of years, is about to awaken. It is really an eventful year."
"Ten thousand years ago, you were fighting against the sky, not knowing whether to live or die, and you were thrown into reincarnation by me. Are you going to revive again in this life?"
"However, after tens of thousands of years, I have already merged with the divine way and the immortal way. I am in charge of the heavens, respected by all spirits, and immortal. What will happen even if you are resurrected?"
Withdrawing his gaze, the Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes slightly, sitting there motionless like a stone sculpture, with an aura of eternity, immortality and majesty permeating the air, like a living legend.
In the capital of the Song Dynasty in the human world, an extremely high pavilion rose from the ground. The pavilion was 365 feet high, and the layers were made of huge bluestones.
Countless colorful flags are hung on each floor, and the flags depict the twenty-eight constellations and pictures of gods and demons from all over the world.
At the highest point, there are four sacred beasts hanging, guarding the four corners.
In the center of the highest point of the pavilion, a Taoist priest sat cross-legged. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed like lightning. He looked into the sky, and there was a hint of fear in his voice:
"Nine dragons fighting for the sky, crape myrtle stars, how is this possible? Such a noble and supreme destiny should never appear in the human world."
"This man has such a strong imperial aura. Even the current emperor, who rules all the people and protects the world, does not have such a strong imperial aura. Who is this man? Is he going to give birth to another unparalleled emperor?"
"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone two emperors in a unified country. Is this world going to be in chaos again?"
When you need to take a closer look, the Purple Qi Tianzhu shrank leisurely and disappeared.
In the Saint Master's Mansion, Xu Xian opened his eyes and sat there, as if he had experienced an eternity of reincarnations, with a solemn expression and a look of vicissitudes of life.
Sitting on the chair, Xu Xian remained motionless for a long time before sighing:
"What a long dream. When I wake up from the dream, everything becomes empty."
The purple energy dissipated, the imperial majesty disappeared, and Xu Xian stood up:
"Xu Xian thanked Brother Zhang for his kindness. I have learned a lot, but I can no longer remember who I was in my previous life. Maybe one day, when the opportunity comes, I will remember who I was in my previous life."
Doctor Xu looked at Xu Xian, who was full of vicissitudes of life, a little shocked and a little uneasy:
"Child, do you still know who I am? You don't know me anymore, do you?"
Xu Xian knelt down to the bottom:
"My child is unfilial and makes you run around for my child's affairs. From now on, I, Xu Xian, will work hard. It's time for me to shoulder all the tasks."
"I am Xu Xian, I just have more knowledge."
"As long as you are still Xu Xian."
Doctor Xu happily said:
"Yu'er, what's going on? Why does Xu Xian look so gloomy and full of vicissitudes of life?"
Zhang Yutang comforted:
"Uncle Xu, don't worry. This is because Xu Xian has just accepted too many things. For a while, he has not fully digested them. After a few days, he has digested everything and he is still the same Xu Xian as before. This will never change.
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After comforting Dr. Xu, Zhang Yutang walked up to Xu Xian and said:
"If you want to get the first place in the world's best genius conference, you must understand the mind of the Human Emperor. The Human Emperor is a man of great talent and strategy. He does not obey heaven or gods, let alone be called the son of heaven. He is a human being.
The Emperor of the Middle Kingdom rules everything and never believes in the divine right of imperial power. He also hopes to eliminate the influence of all gods and allow the imperial power to completely dominate the world."
Xu Xian listened quietly. He knew that what Zhang Yutang said was very important. In many cases, the quality of the test was not only related to his own performance, but also related to the examiner's preferences.
If you can tailor your articles to the preferences of the examiners, it will be difficult not to get first place.
The examiner of this meeting of heroes is the current Emperor of China. The Emperor of China published articles early on about heaven and earth, yin and yang, men and women, and morality.
If you want to write an article about this aspect, as long as you write about the human emperor's spleen and stomach, you may stand out and become the best in the world.
After listening to Zhang Yutang's words, Xu Xian stood up and stared at Zhang Yutang with bright eyes:
"Brother Zhang, aren't you going to participate in this gathering of heroes? Or will you deliberately let me go so that I can become number one in the world?"
Zhang Yutang smiled slightly and did not answer directly:
"You will know when the time comes."
"Well, I hope I can discuss and discuss with Brother Zhang then."
There was a sense of pride in Xu Xian's body, as if he was born with it:
"Now I feel that I have been affected by things from my previous life. I need to take a good rest. I should be fine when I wake up."
"If nothing happens, my father and I will take our leave first."
Zhang Yutang smiled and said:
"please!"
Doctor Xu stood up and said apologetically:
"Yu'er, then Uncle Xu will go back first. When Xu Xian wakes up, let him come and apologize to you."
Zhang Yutang knew that Xu Xian's arrogant words made Doctor Xu feel ashamed and sorry for himself, so he said:
"Uncle Xu, Xu Xian is still Xu Xian. Maybe he was an earth-shattering big shot in his previous life, and naturally he brought some arrogance from his previous life."
Doctor Xu's face turned cold:
"Even if he was the King of Heaven in his previous life, in this life he is also the son of someone I promised. As long as I don't like him, I can beat him. It is natural for me to beat my son. No one dares to say anything."
Zhang Yutang looked at Xu Xian, who had left early, and then at Doctor Xu, who was secretly angry. He could only silently wish Xu Xian good luck in his heart.
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As the World's Best Talents Conference approaches, some brothels and teahouses in Qiantang City are also prospering, especially the two most famous brothels in Qiantang, Zuichunlou and Yihonglou.
Zuichun Tower and Yihong Tower are usually full of lights and feasting all night long. Almost every night, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.
There are talented women in these two brothels who are famous far and wide. These talented women are proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are not prostitutes. Of course, if they meet the man they like, they often have a romantic affair overnight.
The bosses of the two brothels have a vicious vision, and they took advantage of this gathering of the world's best talents to make business in full swing.
Many well-known talents, claiming to be romantic, were nostalgic for Zhangtai's horse racing, and wrote some poems that were sung in brothels, adding a bit of fame.
"These romantic talents are civilized and uncivilized during the day and uncivilized at night. They want to rely on their reputation to compete for the number one talent in the world, and they have tarnished this title for no reason." (To be continued. If you like this work,
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