Great Wei scholar

Yu Yi's article is still the best, but unexpectedly, his brother also wrote a good article.

Xu Qingxiao didn't avoid suspicion, and directly marked it as excellent.

Until the application time.

The imperial examination is over.

Ten days later, the imperial examinations were announced.

However, on this day, Xu Qingxiao did not approve the examination papers, and just handed them over to Wang Xinzhi and the others for approval.

After the candidates leave.

After a while, Xu Qingxiao walked towards the Great Weiwen Palace alone.

He was going to see the Twelve Holy Books of Zhu Sheng.

Because I have almost no clue about the holy way, it is difficult to work behind closed doors.

Take a look at other people's things, maybe it will make you feel something.

Come to the Great Wei Palace again.

Xu Qingxiao didn't feel embarrassed at all, on the contrary, she was extremely calm.

After Xu Qingxiao came to the Great Wei Wen Palace, the Great Wei Wen Palace became even quieter for a while.

Almost everyone looked at Xu Qingxiao with complex eyes, but no one dared to say anything, and no one dared to show any expressions.

Soon, a figure appeared.

"Junior Hua Xingyun, pay my respects to Xu Ru."

The appearance of Hua Xingyun surprised Xu Qingxiao.

This person is really weird. From the very beginning, Xu Qingxiao thought that this person would make trouble for him.

But what he didn't expect was that not only did Hua Xingyun never make trouble for him, but he had been doing things honestly and never offended him. Xu Qingxiao even heard that Hua Xingyun would protect his reputation outside.

And this time the imperial examination, it stands to reason that Hua Xingyun will also participate.

But never thought that Hua Xingyun did not participate.

However, Xu Qingxiao could tell at a glance that Hua Xingyun had already made a statement, and he was an orthodox Confucian of the sixth rank.

When I first saw him, it was just intentional.

"Brother Hua is polite, Xu doesn't like this kind of rule."

Xu Qingxiao said with a slight smile.

"Xu Ru's words are serious, Xu Ru, are you here today for the Twelve Holy Books?"

Hua Xingyun asked.

"kindness."

Xu Qingxiao nodded, and the latter didn't say much, and took Xu Qingxiao directly to the Dawei Zangjing Pavilion.

Along the way, all kinds of eyes casted their gazes, following Xu Qingxiao into the scripture storage pavilion.

The sound gradually sounded.

"Xu Qingxiao despises saints so much, can he understand the Twelve Holy Books?"

"So disrespecting saints, how can you still have the face to read the Twelve Holy Books?"

"Only those with a sincere heart can understand the Twelve Holy Books, Xu Qingxiao can't understand it."

Some voices sounded, not too many and not too loud, just some small discussions.

Inside the Great Wei Cangjing Pavilion.

Following Hua Xingyun's guidance, Xu Qingxiao arrived at the top of the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

On the top of the pavilion, there is a stone tablet of 12 yuan, and a golden holy book is placed on the stone tablet.

"Xu Ru, this is the twelve volumes of Zhu Sheng. I can't stay here for long. The younger generation is waiting below."

Hua Xingyun was extremely polite.

And Xu Qingxiao nodded, then came to the first stone tablet and picked up the holy book directly.

In an instant, the awe-inspiring righteousness filled the air, and wisps of holy prestige came over.

However, after Xu Qingxiao released his arrogance, the Holy Book became quiet.

This is the original holy book, and non-great Confucianists are not allowed to read it. Some orthodox Confucians or seven-rank Mingyi Confucian scholars in the Wei Palace can only read it through the excerpts of the Great Confucianists of Heaven and Earth.

After getting the Holy Book.

Xu Qingxiao opened it directly and read the holy words.

In an instant.

The majestic voice sounded in my mind, this is Zhu Sheng's words.

Explain the way of heaven and earth, the way of nature, the way of human race, and the way of all things.

Almost instantly, Xu Qingxiao fell into a state of epiphany.

Hearing mesmerized.

The words of a sage are naturally different. Even though Xu Qingxiao has an eternal talent, he is still not enough to face a sage.

The mysteries of the universe, the laws of nature.

When these truths appear, it is inexplicably sublimated, as if everything is not so important.

This is the way.

Xu Qingxiao quietly realized.

And at this moment, the awe-inspiring righteousness around him gradually permeated.

An hour later.

Xu Qingxiao put down the first volume of Holy Words and picked up the second volume.

He has no other distractions, and he is reading the holy words seriously.

Watching book after book.

Book after book.

Gradually, the awe-inspiring righteousness around him became stronger and stronger.

No, it's the entire Sutra Pavilion, filled with incomparable righteousness.

Another hour.

After Xu Qingxiao got the third Holy Book and read it.

Suddenly, the sound of chanting sutras resounded throughout the Sutra Pavilion.

The sky-high purple aura of righteousness also erupted at this moment.

boom!

The purple air was soaring to the sky, and the movement of the Sutra Pavilion instantly attracted all the Confucian scholars in the entire Palace of Literature to look at it.

"What happened?"

"Why is the Sutra Pavilion like this?"

"Isn't Xu Qingxiao in the Sutra Pavilion? Is this a vision he created?"

"Excuse me, why does Xu Qingxiao attract such a wonderful scene when he goes to a Buddhist scripture pavilion?"

The Confucian scholars were astonished, but most of them were jealous.

"Xu Qingxiao is having an epiphany, and the old man guessed it right. The Twelve Holy Books were written by a saint himself. It has a miraculous effect on those with excellent talents. No matter what, no one can doubt Xu Qingxiao's talent. The Twelve Holy Books To him, I am afraid that the book is very meaningful."

A great Confucianist spoke, looking at the Sutra Pavilion and said so.

"The Twelve Holy Books are indeed of great significance. It is normal for Xu Qingxiao to create such a spectacle. Unfortunately, he is not from my lineage of Zhu Sheng. Otherwise, Zhu Sheng's line will flourish for another 500 years."

There was also a great Confucian who spoke, he was not shocked by this scene, but regretted that Xu Qingxiao was not from Zhu Sheng's lineage.

The light of the Sutra Pavilion became more and more intense.

Hundreds of feet of purple air attracted many people in the capital of Wei Dynasty to stop and look.

As time goes by bit by bit.

Ziqi became more and more terrifying.

Three hundred feet.

Five hundred feet.

thousands of feet.

Straight into the sky.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, the Great Wei Wen Palace trembled.

In the Sutra Pavilion, Xu Qingxiao has also seen the ninth volume.

The sound of chanting scriptures spread throughout the Great Wei Wen Palace at first, but now this kind of chanting sound spread to the entire Great Wei Capital.

Above the sky, there are clouds of talents emerging.

The entire Great Wei Palace glowed blazingly.

By the end, the icons are starting to resonate.

The vision is also getting more and more magnificent.

The voice of chanting is also getting louder.

And when Xu Qingxiao picked up the tenth volume to read.

boom!

The terrifying awe-inspiring righteousness condensed into a holy statue in the palace of literature.

But this is not the holy image of Zhu Sheng.

It is the icon of Xu Qingxiao.

"Look, this virtual image doesn't look like Xu Qingxiao?"

"Hiss! It really looks like it."

"What's going on here? Could it be that Xu Qingxiao is about to become a saint?"

"It's so good that it's going to be sanctified?"

"how is this possible?"

"He read the Twelve Holy Books and understood the way of saints. This is to become half saints."

"It's possible, very likely."

That one after another sound sounded.

The Confucian scholars were shocked, not only them, but everyone in Kyoto was also shocked.

Great Wei Imperial Palace.

Everyone is watching the vision.

The empress even walked out of the hall directly, and looked at the Great Wei Palace.

The Six Divisions of the Great Wei Dynasty, the Duke's Mansion, the Marquis' Mansion, and the dignitaries all stared at the Wen Palace of the Great Wei at this moment.

This vision is getting more and more terrifying.

The light became more and more intense.

The awe-inspiring righteousness, like a vast ocean, flooded the entire capital of Great Wei.

The sound of chanting resounded through thousands of miles.

This is indeed a sign of sanctification.