Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 527 Writing "Injury Zhongyong"

As the magistrate spoke, a mighty aura was born in the heaven and earth, rushing towards Long Xuan's body.

This energy is extremely special, unlike the immortal way, but extremely pure, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"A little bit, a little bit..."

After absorbing this energy, Long Xuan was excited, he was about to break through.

If this energy is a little more, I'm afraid it will be able to break through successfully in just a moment.

"Thank you, Lord Prefect, for your praise..."

As the saying goes, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. Long Xuan was a little moved by this person.

"This is an invitation letter from Hangzhou Academy, you can study there in the future, and strive to win the exam as soon as possible..."

Looking at the heroic Long Xuan in front of him, the magistrate felt that this person had great potential, and he might be the champion in the future.

When the words fell, the magistrate was busy with official duties, so he smiled slightly to signal, and then signaled the servant to lift the sedan chair.

After all the officials had left, the passers-by around opened their mouths, all showing envious eyes.

"Long Xiucai became famous in one fell swoop today, he is really a role model for us..."

Most of the people were jealous, thinking that Long Xuan was really lucky to be interviewed by the magistrate himself.

This is like the graduates of Shui Lanxing who were specially recruited by senior city officials to become famous college students because of their talents.

"Not being grinded by the sky is not a hero, not being envied by others is a mediocrity..."

Long Xuan chose to ignore the pointing crowd. After all, how do ants know the greatness of a giant dragon?
"Ding: Please ask the host to obtain Juren, and reward you with ten luck points."

Hearing Long Yu's voice, Long Xuan couldn't help laughing, just as he wanted.

After obtaining a scholar, this great righteousness will benefit him a lot. If he is admitted to Juren, the number one scholar, he will make a proper breakthrough.

For the current Long Xuan, the ordinary cultivation speed is very slow, so he naturally has to take the wrong path and find shortcuts.

"Hangzhou Academy, here I come..."

Holding the invitation letter tightly with both hands, Long Xuan walked straight to the remote area of ​​Hangzhou City.

The academy is not as luxurious as imagined. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, giving people a delicate and beautiful feeling.

"Hey, I wrote poems at the age of five, was born as a child at the age of seven, and became a scholar at the age of ten, but now I have become a vulgar person, and I am lost to everyone..."

By the small river next to the academy, a young man who looked like a Confucian scholar shouted with grief and indignation.

"It's been six years, a total of eight years. I haven't passed the exam yet, and my parents have called me useless..."

The boy's emotions were extremely agitated, his face became darker and darker, and he only felt that the world was dark.

"Someone is going to throw himself into the river?"

Long Xuan also saw the young man in front of him, and couldn't help showing surprise.

Name: Fang Zhongyong

Strength: none

Imperial Examination: Scholar

Introduction: Composed poetry at the age of five, known as a child prodigy, and was admitted as a scholar at the age of a weak crown.

Because parents invite him to be a guest more in exchange for income, and study less, in the end they are killing chickens and taking eggs, and they are getting more and more regressive...

After sizing up, Long Xuan's eyes widened, feeling that this was so unscientific.

In White Snake Biography, tell me what the hell Fang Zhongyong is, it's completely unreasonable.

Immediately, Long Xuan's heart was surging, and he decided to do something, such as write something.

"Yes, I thought of it..."

Almost in the blink of an eye, Long Xuan had beautiful eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

Jinxi Minfang Zhongyong, Shi Ligeng.

In the fifth year of Zhong Yongsheng's life, he didn't know the book tools, and suddenly asked for them.

The father is different, and he borrows from the side to be close to him, that is, to write four lines of poems, and to call it his own name...

In the Ming Dynasty, since the ancestors returned home, I saw him at my uncle's house, twelve or thirty.

Ling's poetry cannot be called the news of the past...

The sky that he accepts is so virtuous, those who do not accept it are for everyone; now the heaven that does not accept it is fixed for everyone, and those who do not accept it are for everyone?
In one go, Long Xuan used the long sword in his hand to carve words on the rock outside the academy, and the light was exposed.

The signature is the same as that of the West Lake, with the words "Longxuan" written in big, which looks vigorous and powerful.

"A good article, at least for the number one scholar..."

Fang Zhongyong also noticed Long Xuan, looking at the article in front of him, tears welled up in his eyes.

It was simply a seat tailored for him. If his parents hadn't interfered with him, he might have won the exam by now.

"The name Long Xuan is very familiar..."

After seeing the signature, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help muttering a few words, and quickly realized it.

The entire academy knew that the magistrate personally recommended Long Xuan and granted him the status of a scholar.

"Don't give up on yourself, people have to look up, if there is no light in the world, then you will be the source of light..."

Long Xuan gave Fang Zhongyong a smile, and he suddenly had a bold idea.

For example, make a ring for Fang Zhongyong, and the old man lives in the ring...

The more he thought about it, the happier Long Xuan became. He wanted to see if Fang Zhongyong would take the road of hanging and beating all kinds of dissatisfied people after he got the golden finger.

"Brother Long, don't worry, I will work harder in the future..."

Long Xuan was the first person to encourage him, Fang Zhongyong only felt that the other party was extremely great, like the rising sun.

"Ding: Start making golden fingers..."

With the help of Long Yu, Long Xuan began to create a living body, like the existence of Goldfinger.

cheat name:bug
Strength: In the early stage of immortality (currently comparable to innate powerhouses)
Kung Fu: Immortal Jue
Introduction: Originally a strong Gaidai, his body was destroyed due to the betrayal of his apprentice, leaving only his soul body...

For the current Long Xuan, it is not difficult to make such a golden finger, it just takes a little time.

"Ding: Congratulations to the host for successfully creating a cheat bug..."

In this way, a soul body was born, and it automatically flew into Fang Zhongyong's left hand ring.

From beginning to end, Fang Zhongyong didn't know all this. The old man he would get in the future was actually just fabricated.

"You are a student of Longxuan!"

The dean of Hangzhou Academy came out. He was a kind old man with a smile on his face, as kind as an old man in the village.

Behind him, all kinds of teachers followed closely. They are all so-called outstanding people, at least they are Juren.

Long Xuan nodded slightly, neither humble nor overbearing, in the eyes of everyone, he was a natural jade in the rough.

"Good article, not to mention invincible in the world, there are few people who can compare."

The dean of the academy nodded secretly, extremely surprised, and the impression in his heart instantly improved.

"The top scholar is likely to become a great Confucian in the future..."

This is the evaluation of the teachers. They feel that Long Xuan is too outstanding, and there are few people in the whole world who can compare.

"I hope you are not a short-lived genius, I hope you can reach the peak..."

Everyone thought of Fang Zhongyong, and then looked at Long Xuan, worried that he would become mediocre like him.

"You guys are thinking too much, I'm just trying to get the number one scholar, and that thing about Confucianism has nothing to do with me."

This is Long Xuan's inner voice, he just wants to make a breakthrough in himself with the help of awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Be well prepared. There will be a new provincial examination in three days. Try to win..."

Looking at Fang Zhongyong in front of him, the dean of the academy couldn't help reminding softly that he hadn't given up on Fang Zhongyong.

(End of this chapter)