Chapter 582 The spirit of the literati is soaring to the sky!
"Don't worry, I'll show you something."
Wang Tong waved his hand gently and took the Golden Spider Dharma King to another area of Qiankun Bagai.
There is a girl here who giggled immediately after seeing the Golden Spider Dharma King:
"I didn't expect grandpa to be arrested too."
"Granddaughter, why are you here?"
Golden Spider Dharma King was quite surprised.
The little golden spider jumped to Wang Tong's side.
Golden Spider Dharma King looked up and down and said:
"Girl, why does your soul power contain a trace of yang energy? Have you already survived the thunder tribulation?"
"How is that possible? You must have absorbed the thought fragments of the thunder tribulation master."
"No, no, the thunder tribulation master's thought fragments are so hard that you can't refine them. Please tell me what's going on?"
"When I was in the wilderness, I killed the original figure of the saint, refined his soul, gave some to the little golden spider, and let her take a drop of the blood of the evil god."
"Now she is only one step away from the realm of ghosts and immortals. No, only half a step away."
Wang Tong pretended to be mysterious and presented himself as unfathomable.
"It's definitely better for grandpa to work with a real brother than a champion."
"As long as this big event is completed, there will definitely be a lot of good things."
"This time the real brother took away the champion's magic weapon and women. What can he do if he knows this news? He can only stare."
Little Golden Spider helped from the side.
"Girl, I didn't expect that you would have such an opportunity when you sneaked out to play."
Golden Spider Dharma King still has a look of disbelief on his face.
"Grandpa, as long as I break through to the realm of ghosts and immortals, I will be a half-step Thunder Tribulation expert. By then you will not be as powerful as me."
Little Golden Spider said naughtily.
"Girl, did you pass on the Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva Sutra to him? Do you know how much trouble he caused by pretending to be grandpa this time?"
"I taught you to read so many books when you were a child to help you understand the principles of life, but this is how you treated grandpa!"
Golden Spider Dharma King understood everything immediately, and the flesh on his face trembled slightly with anger.
"My real brother is going to help me cultivate to the realm of ghosts and immortals. Of course I have to listen to him. And I am a spider, not a human. Why should I learn the principles of being a human?"
"You..."
Golden Spider Dharma King was almost furious at his granddaughter's words.
"Okay, little golden spider, don't be naughty with your grandpa."
"Okay, okay, then I'm going to play."
After listening to Wang Tong's warning, the little golden spider jumped and disappeared into the surrounding divine light.
At this time, only Wang Tong and Golden Spider Dharma King were left. Golden Spider Dharma King narrowed his eyes and thought for a while after seeing his granddaughter leaving:
"If you want me to form an alliance with you, you should get me some benefits. The court also said that it wants to win over me, saying that I can go to the royal library and read at will. I wonder if you can give me more benefits?"
"The imperial court wants to win over you, probably because they heard that you got the Qiankun Bag. If they know that the news that you got the Qiankun Bag is false news, guess what the consequences will be."
"I can tell you clearly that I can't give you the benefits you want now. But if you help Bai Ziyue become the head of the Zhen Gang Sect, then I will give you the banana fan of the Mauryan King."<
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"This banana fan originally belonged to Princess Youlu. I can use it whenever I want. But now you have snatched it from me. Do you want to use this to seduce me?"
Obviously, Golden Spider Dharma King did not buy this thing. His eyes flickered for a while, and then he said:
"Just give this fan to my granddaughter and let her defend herself."
"I agreed to what you said. Now that the little golden spider has made such great progress with you, we can be considered a family. You can't keep my incarnation trapped here."
Golden Spider Dharma King hesitated for a while and said.
"This is nature"
Wang Tong smiled softly and waved his hand, and a void crack appeared in front of the Golden Spider Dharma King.
When he saw this crack in the void, he rushed out directly.
And Wang Tong also said behind him:
"King Golden Spider, you should go to Yuantu Kingdom to contact the White Ape King now."
"I will rush to Yuantu Kingdom as soon as possible, and please pay attention to the movement of the champion after you get there, and let me know when the time comes."
After watching the back of King Golden Spider disappear into the sky, Wang Tong drove the Qiankun Bag and disappeared without a trace.
After Wang Tong left, the Golden Spider Dharma King unexpectedly emerged from where he was.
He looked at Wang Tong's leaving figure and said in shock:
"That person can actually control the Qiankun Bag to travel across space. How could Little Golden Spider know such a powerful master?"
"Why don't I go to Yuantu Kingdom to meet the White Ape King and try to trick him into talking about it."
After making up his mind, Golden Spider Dharma King left here completely.
……
At the palace of Wang Xuanji in the capital.
Wang Kang, the governor of Shuiyang Province, who became a vegetative state, was transported back.
Mrs. Zhao looked at Wang Kang, who was lying on the bed only breathing and unconscious, with a ferocious expression on her face.
"Who is it? Who turned my son into this! I must find him and cut him to pieces!"
Painful wails came from Mrs. Zhao's mouth, and Wang Xuanji also walked in.
"You are a lady conferred by the imperial court. How unbecoming is it to make such a fuss? If word spreads, it will simply disgrace our Wuwenhou Mansion."
After Wang Xuanji walked in, he stared at Wang Kang who was motionless on the bed for a long time, and then slowly said.
"Wang Xuanji, isn't Wang Kang your son? We only have two sons, and now one of them has become like this, isn't it heartbreaking for you?"
"Kang'er will definitely not become like this for no reason. You must find out who did it! I'm afraid it was the little bastard Wang Tong who did it!"
"Before, Kang'er sent a letter to Fei Ge saying that Wang Tong was a very powerful boy and it was him who killed Zhao Jirong."
"And recently I also heard news that this little bastard took the martial arts exam and became the top scholar in martial arts. His current strength is that of a peak martial arts saint. He must have taken some magic medicine in the past few years."
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"I just said that it would have been better to kill him in the house back then. I had to let him out. Now that he has grown to this point and killed my son, it is all my fault." p>
Mrs. Zhao said in a sharp voice.
"Okay, you all go out."
When Wang Xuanji spoke, the surrounding maids, maids and old ladies all retreated.
Only Wang Xuanji and Mrs. Zhao were left in the whole room.
"Wang Xuanji, I tell you, I have endured it for a long time. Now that something like this happened to Kang'er, I can't endure it anymore. If you don't kill that boy Wang Tong, I and Xi'er will lead the troops myself.
Go and level the Green Willow Villa."
Mrs. Zhao said fiercely.
"Don't be ridiculous. This is an extraordinary period. Just stay at home and don't take any other actions."
"Don't encourage Xi'er to make trouble. I will definitely give you an explanation about Kang'er."
"Although Kang'er's soul is gone and no one else can save him, for me, as long as his body is still there, I can save him after the void is shattered. Don't be sad."
"What! Kang'er can still be saved!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao stood up excitedly.
"Okay, stop talking and just stay at home."
"Come here! Carry Kang'er to the secret room for me"
After Wang Xuanji finished speaking, two soldiers wearing purple gold armor walked in outside, lifted up Wang Kang's body and left.
After Wang Xuanji left, Mrs. Zhao's eyes flashed with cold light, and she said sternly:
"Come here! Prepare a sedan for me!"
"Where are you going, madam?"
An old woman asked.
"I want to enter the palace to meet the Queen and the Queen Mother."
Mrs. Zhao said coldly.
In Wang Xuanji's study, there is a trap door behind rows of bookshelves.
Wang Xuanji gently pushed it open, revealing a large secret room inside.
The secret room is brightly lit, and two crystal coffins are placed in the center.
Lying in one of them is Zhao Jirong, who was killed by Wang Tong's sword.
Zhao Jirong holds two jade balls in his hands, and his face is still lifelike.
Fei'er, the leader of the Daluo sect, is also here.
Two guards carried Wang Kang's body in and placed it in the crystal coffin.
Fei'er asked:
"Who did this?"
"No need to ask any more questions. When I shatter the void, I can reunite their thoughts and at the same time help them find their souls."
Wang Xuanji said calmly.
……
On the ninth day of March, the Daqian Dynasty liberal arts imperial examination officially began.
This is the largest imperial examination in the Great Qian Empire in the past sixty years.
There are nearly 10,000 candidates, all of whom have passed the provincial examination.
In previous years, the number of people who came to take the exam at this time was no more than 3,000.
Before dawn, the city has begun to boil.
There are more people in the city than usual today, and the imperial court has sent many soldiers to maintain public order.
Wang Tong was walking on the street, followed by seven or eight servants. He saw a sedan coming from a distance, and a child of seven or eight years old stepped out of the sedan. This child turned out to be a civil servant.
After seeing this child, Wang Tong was quite shocked.
This child comes from the Fang family. He was selected to be a scholar when he was five years old, and he was selected to be a civil servant when he was seven years old. Now he is taking the liberal arts exam at the age of eight.
As a scholar, Wang Tong has naturally heard of his name.
"This kid Wang Tong is not simple."
The Jingren monk on the side said.
"Well, even though this child is eight years old, he has clearly cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals."
His name is Fangyuan.
After passing through the crowded crowd, they arrived at the main street of Gongyuan.
There are people around here who are cultivating themselves, practicing Taoism, and practicing martial arts. They range in age from seven or eight to fifty or sixty years old.
Now that Wang Tong has become the top martial artist, many forces in the world are watching him.
But today is the liberal arts test, and there are so many experts. He needs to keep a low profile.
"The Gongyuan has begun inspections. You guys line up to inspect them one by one."
The soldier on the side said.
Wang Tong knew that this was to prevent someone from taking the exam on his behalf.
During the provincial examination last year, Wang Tong remembered that he was also in this Gongyuan. Now he walked into the Gongyuan again. It has been overhauled and it has a different scene.
The square has been expanded a lot and is surrounded by soldiers' handles.
The little prodigy Fangyuan I saw earlier was standing in the crowd, looking calm and composed.
From a distance, Wang Tong also saw the great writer Xie Wenyuan.
However, no one searched him. He was helped in by several court officials. This was the emperor's special care for him.
After about two hours, nearly 10,000 people were inspected and everyone entered a separate small room.
Aromatherapy has been lit here. As long as you enter, you will be handed in the test paper, and then the door will be locked until the end of the exam.
During the exam, if someone dies, the door to the room will not be opened.
After getting the test paper, Wang Tong took a look and saw that there were only two big characters on the paper saying, followed by a continuation.
This kind of question obviously requires the candidates to write endlessly without surprising their words, and the article should be written with great momentum.
The corner of Wang Tong's mouth raised slightly, and he picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: An ordinary man, a teacher for hundreds of generations, can speak the law of the world.
These words appear on the paper, as if every word is blooming with divine light.
On the other side of the examiner's room, many officials wearing python robes and official uniforms were sitting together.
The atmosphere in today's exam was very depressing, and they were a little nervous.
In previous exams, these examiners were aloof and relaxed. After all, they controlled the fate of these candidates.
But there are many people in this year's scientific examination who have a distinguished status, even the examiners have to respect them.
These people come from the royal palace nobles after the saints, and their respective status is much higher than these examiners.
Facing such a room of people, these examiners no longer have the feeling of controlling other people's destiny. They only think that they must not offend others and affect their future career.
Seeing these examiners whispering among themselves, Li Shenguang did not stop him, because even he himself felt a pressure.
The chief examiner among the examiners is Wang Xuanji.
At this time, he was sitting on the main seat, motionless.
"My colleagues, we are all examiners, seeking talents for the country and deciding the fate of these candidates."
"Why don't we take a look at how energetic these candidates are when writing their essays?"
Li Shenguang stood up and said.
"Master Li, what do we think of this fuss-making spirit?"
"Although the ancient saints' handwriting shines with divine light when they write, and the sky and the earth are bright, but such people are in the minority after all."
"And we are mortals with naked eyes. Even if we see an article like that, we can't see the spirit in it."
Many examiners in the room laughed.
"How come you can't see it?"
"We are all scholars. If there are really articles by saints and sages, we only need to eliminate the distracting thoughts in our hearts and focus our minds on our eyes. Although we cannot see it, we will still notice it."
"Everyone here has been reading books for many years. You can't even get rid of the distracting thoughts in your mind, right?"
Li Shenguang smiled lightly.
Hearing what Li Shenguang said, the examiner quickly changed his words:
"Master Li said yes, let's take a look together."
"Everyone, look, that room contains the great writer Xie Wenyuan. There is a literary spirit in it, which is the same as the Qi and Blood of the Martial Saint, but it is not as powerful as the Qi and Blood of the Martial Saint."
"But the great writer Xie Wenyuan's articles are spirited, upright, and comparable to the bright moon, but do not compete with it for its glory."
Li Shenguang pointed to a room to the west and said.