Great Wei scholar

One after another, golden characters flew into the sky.

At the same time, the awe-inspiring righteousness that billowed like the Yangtze River appeared again, this time together with the talent of three thousand miles.

But this time, Xu Qingxiao didn't stop these talents from entering his body. He needed these talents to break through to the Confucian realm.

Terrifying talent poured into Xu Qingxiao's body like a slanting galaxy.

At this moment, Xu Qingxiao is like a dry sponge, absorbing talent crazily.

And his aura is getting stronger and stronger, more and more terrifying.

There is a big difference between a sixth-rank orthodox Confucianism and a fifth-rank great Confucianism.

Although it is only a difference of one grade, the difference is one hundred and eight thousand miles.

If Xu Qingxiao proves the fifth-rank, then the fourth-rank monsters are all ants in his eyes, but the third-rank monsters may still be able to compete with Xu Qingxiao.

This is the inherent power of Confucianism.

What's more, after reaching the fifth rank, Xu Qingxiao possesses the power of sage words, and when he ascends to heaven, he doesn't need to ask for the holy will. He only needs to speak, and the holy will will be felt.

Of course, after the induction of the holy will, whether it is cohesive or not still has to be judged by the will of the saint.

But this alone is already a watershed gap.

In one word, demons can be destroyed.

In a fit of anger, he can kill demons.

The talents that flowed like the Yellow River into the body, in fact, it wasn't just Xu Qingxiao who absorbed these talents alone.

All Hallows embryos are absorbing this steady stream of talent.

They have to transform until they transform into great Confucian tools.

Be consistent with your own boundaries.

And Xu Qingxiao has been reciting the Thousand Characters.

until the end.

"Lonely and ignorant, foolish and waiting to be ridiculed. It's okay to call someone who helps you."

When the last sentence of the Thousand Characters is finished.

above the sky.

Thousand-character culture is a thousand little suns, like golden stars, sweeping away all darkness.

Dawei Tianqiong, at this moment, the wind and sea are calm, and all the darkness has completely disappeared.

then.

One after another golden words shone brightly above the sky, but the next moment, an incredible scene appeared.

A stream of public opinion flew up from the ground and poured into the golden text.

Above the sky, real stars twinkle and shine, emitting beams of starlight, all pouring into the text.

People in the world are curious and don't know what's going on.

But in the Great Wei Palace, countless people stared wide-eyed.

The first person to speak was Peng Ru.

He spoke again, pointing to the thousand-character inscription on the sky, his voice almost trembling.

"Absolutely...absolutely...peerless divine book!"

His already old face became even older, his fingers trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Today, Xu Qingxiao gave him too many shocks.

Writing a book to become a Confucianist, Xu Qingxiao directly wrote a peerless divine book.

This is simply... There is no one before, and there will be no one after.

"Quoting classics, astronomy and geography, allusions of Confucianism and Taoism, allusions of Great Wei, allusions of sages, all of which are included. It can not only read characters, but also understand things. This book should be regarded as a classic."

"The allusions of the saints of the Five Dynasties are all in it, and the antithesis is neat. If the people of the world are enlightened to read it, they will be more holy."

"Okay, okay, okay, this thousand-character prose contains not only allusions, but also farming, geography, astronomy, diet, daily life, and other vocabulary, and it can also rhyme so neatly. It can be regarded as a peerless divine book."

"The stars shape the characters, and the public opinion bears them. This is a peerless divine book. This book will influence scholars all over the world."

"Xu Shouren actually wrote a peerless divine book. This... I'm afraid even a saint can't do it."

"If you only talk about the realm of the fifth rank, it is true that no sage can do it in the past and present. The stars mold the characters and carry the public opinion. According to the rumors, the omen of the peerless divine book, Xu Shouren, should be an eternal talent."

"The sages have said that the writers of the books, whose words are made of stars and the opinions of the people, are the books of heaven and earth. Fortunate to read this book."

"Xu Shouren, how much surprise can I wait for? He can even write a divine book, good, good, good, Da Wei is really going to produce a saint, good, good!"

In the Wen Palace, many great Confucians spoke one after another. They were not the great Confucians of Zhu Sheng's lineage, but the great Confucians of the Wen Palace.

When they saw Xu Qingxiao's peerless divine book, they naturally felt shocked, excited, and extremely excited. The meaning of Xu Qingxiao's thousand-character prose is so extraordinary that they could tell at a glance the meaning of this thousand-character prose .

Not only the rhyme is neat and simple, but it is as simple as literacy, but it contains many truths and integrates everything in the world.

Peerless divine book, peerless divine book, peerless divine book.

They were shocked and excited.

Because of the peerless divine book, it is not visible from ancient to modern times. The sage mentioned it, but it is not clear whether it exists or not.

But today, the thousand-character prose written by Xu Qingxiao does indeed meet all the characteristics of the peerless divine book.

The stars shape the characters and bear the will of the people. They are both heaven and earth, and they are called divine books.

But for the Confucianists of Zhu Sheng's lineage, they only have two words to express their feelings now.

consternation.

consternation.

consternation.

At this moment, Peng Ru completely regretted it. He regretted doing this, regretting criticizing Xu Qingxiao for practicing strange arts.

Just fix it, but I didn't expect that Xu Qingxiao not only turned defeat into victory, but also won so exaggeratedly.

Obtain the sympathy of the holy will, receive the worship of Zhu Sheng, write peerless divine writings, and become a peerless Confucianism.

Every thing, put on any person, can shake the world's literary circles.

What's more, these four things are all concentrated on one person?

People are completely numb.

Totally numb.

To put it bluntly, even if Xu Qingxiao becomes a saint now, I'm afraid everyone won't feel much, because if it is so strong, it will give people an unreal feeling.

Simply, as the thousand-character text on the sky fell like stars.

After entering Xu Qingxiao's body, all the visions were slowly dissipating.

Xu Qingxiao sat on the holy steps and imprinted the thousand-character text into his body. This is his fifth grade article.

As for the writing utensils, Xu Qingxiao has already thought about it, condensing a stele, and engraving a thousand-character inscription on it, the monument of public opinion.

This is not only used to target demons, but also to target some great Confucians, to suppress some great Confucians with the public opinion of the world, or some people who attempt to rebel.

Today, Xu Qingxiao no longer needs to enter the Tiandiwen Palace to gather the holy artifacts.

With a single thought, the holy artifact condensed out.

There are a total of six sacred artifacts, all of which are absorbing a steady stream of talents. When they are all absorbed, these six sacred artifacts will also transform into great Confucian qualities.

In this way, it will be of great help to myself.

And just after Xu Qingxiao finished condensing the holy artifact, the thousand-character text was rubbed successfully.

boom!

With Xu Qingxiao as the center, a huge wave of air spread to the entire Great Wei Capital.

clang!

clang!

clang!

……

In the Palace of Literature, nine bells rang, which was the resonance of the Great Wei's holy artifact.

Xu Qingxiao's aura suddenly rose at this moment, and he crossed a crucial step and reached the realm of great Confucianism.

The awe-inspiring righteousness in the body has also turned into a great Confucianism.

A terrifying aura pervades, Xu Qingxiao is not an ordinary Confucianist, but a peerless Confucianist.

Surpass Sun Jing'an, Yan Lei, Chen Zhengru, Chen Xin, Zhou Min and other great Confucian scholars in one fell swoop.

Except for the great scholars of heaven and earth, no one can suppress Xu Qingxiao half a point.

"Congratulations, Lord Xu!"

"Master Xu is eternal!"

"I'm waiting to congratulate the new sage in the future, who has been certified as a great Confucian."

"Students pay their respects to Xu Daru."

When Xu Qingxiao was certified as a Great Confucian, the common people knelt down to Xu Qingxiao and congratulated Xu Qingxiao on his achievement of the Great Confucianism.

And some merchants and dignitaries congratulated Xu Qingxiao for being certified as a Great Confucian.

As for the scholars, they called themselves students and paid homage to Xu Qingxiao.

A great Confucian, worthy of their self-proclaimed student, even Xu Qingxiao is only 20 years old.

But so what?

Great Confucianism is recognized by heaven and earth, not by them, nor by Wen Gong.

It is heaven and earth.

No one can be bigger than heaven and earth.

"polite."

On the holy steps, Xu Qingxiao bowed back to everyone, which was a sign of modesty.

All the visions and rays of light, as well as the aura that belonged to his peerless Confucianism, were all restrained.

The next moment, Xu Qingxiao's eyes fell on Sun Jing'an and Yan Lei.

Since he has become a Confucian, Xu Qingxiao will not need to respect him. The three of them tried their best to put themselves to death. There is no reason not to avenge this revenge.

Feeling Xu Qingxiao's gaze, Sun Jing'an and Yan Lei were no longer as arrogant as before, and they even subconsciously stood behind Pengru, not daring to look directly at Xu Qingxiao.

"Sun Jing'an, Yan Lei."

"What are you two waiting for?"

Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded, and his gaze fell on the two of them indifferently.

The two of them remained silent for a while.

And everyone instantly understood what Xu Qingxiao wanted to do.

However, no one is willing to help the two of them, there is no other reason, these two people are indeed hateful, they deliberately want to harm Xu Qingxiao, it is reasonable for Xu Qingxiao to report their grievances directly.

All of a sudden, many eyes cast over, and there was even some gloating in their eyes.

They were happy to see this scene, and some even worried that Xu Qingxiao had forgotten about it, or that he didn't want to care about becoming a Confucian.

Now that Xu Qingxiao took the initiative to attack immediately, everyone felt relieved.

Xu Qingxiao is still the same Xu Qingxiao.

Sun Jing'an and Yan Lei were silent, they really didn't know what to say.

And Peng Ru, who was standing in front of them, spoke out.

"Xu Xiaoyou, this matter is a misunderstanding after all. The old man knows that Xu Xiaoyou has hatred in his heart, but the Great Wei Wen Palace is willing to compensate you. The little friend has just certified the position of a great Confucian, so he should stabilize his realm. There are saints' letters in the Wen Palace, and the old man is willing to borrow them. Yu Xiaoyou read it."