Six hours have passed since the Imperial College was closed.
The Prime Minister did not attend the agenda that day. When he got the news and rushed over, the entrance to the Imperial College had been sealed.
He could only lead a group of ministers to think of a solution outside.
But the seal was left by the power of two saints, and it was impossible to open it at their level.
At the beginning, everyone was still talking about maybe there was an accident.
But soon, they also sensed something was wrong.
The culture of Daqian is gradually disappearing.
This means that thousands of students in the Imperial College are in danger.
Most of those people are from the Wenfa Sect, as well as the Chinese Wen Dao leaders in the world of ten directions, representing the highest level of Daqian at present.
Unexpectedly, all these people would be wiped out in the blink of an eye.
There were large beads of sweat on the Prime Minister's forehead.
He could already imagine the anger of the Mo Alliance in the Cloud Shang Realm when they found out.
“Everyone,” he swallowed hard, “I have informed the Mexican Alliance that they are on their way.
Where is your sect? "
"Sir, it takes time to transmit the news. All the masters of our sect are dispatched. It is estimated that they will be able to reach the capital in no time."
"To be honest, this seal has left a literary shackles. We are not talented enough to break it."
waste! What a bunch of rubbish!
As important ministers in the court, they usually spend their days and nights and don't study hard.
The prime minister's hands and feet were shaking with anger.
"Sir," someone said, "The official thought that there must be a problem with the Qiqu Treasure Land.
It's just that we don't know where the Seven Songs Treasure Land actually is. "
"Sir, I have just received an urgent message from the sect. Somewhere, I have noticed the phenomenon of condensed literary energy and floating literary Dao, and... there is also a sign of the opening of the heavenly gate in the upper realm of the clouds."
The Prime Minister's body swayed, and he took a few steps back: "Do you know the specific place?"
"It's impossible to know, it's just a perception. If it's implemented, I'm afraid it will take a few days."
How many days?
For immortal cultivators, just counting their breaths can often decide everything.
It's over, it's really over this time.
Unexpectedly, there was nothing wrong with the imperial examination, nothing with the palace examination, but something went wrong here at the Imperial Confucian Temple.
In confusion, the Prime Minister seemed to have thought of something: "Is Your Majesty also in there?"
Everyone looked at him like an idiot.
"Sir, this agenda is for Your Majesty to take the lead, and the students will follow, so naturally they will be inside."
"So what if it's inside? The only person who can set up such a seal is a saint. He has no idea what the emperor can do."
"I'm afraid I can't do anything to help you."
"No wonder! No wonder! If Hunjun hadn't held some imperial examinations, the current situation would not have been caused."
"Sir, Your Majesty must not stay any longer. Please take action as soon as possible."
…
The prime minister calmed down and didn't listen to a word of the courtier's words.
On the contrary, when he realized that Xu Mochen was also inside, he suddenly felt like a drowning man, grabbing the driftwood and calming down.
He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that the emperor could resolve the current crisis.
"Wait," he took a deep breath, "Hurry up and handle all the matters. The rest, wait here with me!"
He didn't know what the outcome would be, but he could only wait.
By this time, it was night.
The sky changes, Wenqu stars become dim, and Daqian Wendao disappears.
When everyone was about to cry, suddenly, like a bright light shining in the darkness, the Ziwei Emperor Star suddenly lit up.
The flashing light covers the Wenqu star, which is worthy of protecting the swaying weak light.
Emperor Xing assists in writing music?
When the prime minister was in shock and doubt, he felt that the entire capital, no!
The whole Daqian seemed to have changed.
The presence or absence of literary spirit is like a spark gradually starting a prairie fire, floating wisps and strands upwards into the sky.
A light flashed in his mind, and he stood up from the ground, his sword flying into the sky.
Looking down, the capital, and even the surrounding prefectures and counties, were all flooded with lights, large and small.
It's literary! Very weak literary spirit!
A little light represents a person's weak literary quality. Not to mention the immortal cultivators and students, even the gentry's children would look down upon something of this level.
But just like that, bit by bit, they slowly merged and began to form a huge vortex in the sky above Daqian Middle Earth.
And from inside this vortex, the Prime Minister clearly felt the power of Wen Dao.
Ah, no, strictly speaking, it is not the original Wen Dao.
Very similar, but not the original Daqian's literary style.
As a being from the upper realm of the clouds, the Prime Minister's vision and knowledge are naturally far superior to those of ordinary courtiers. At this moment, he was stunned: "Daqian... on the basis of the original culture...
A new literary way was born..."
What contributed to this change were all the students in the world.
Zhou Sheng and Ouyang Yongren extracted the literary spirit of the noble students and the elite students of the ten worlds, and used them to jump over the dragon gate or build a ladder to the sky.
Zhou Sheng even paved the way with Daqian's literary tradition, causing the loss of literary tradition.
But these literary qualities and literary methods are the main strength of Daqian, but they are not all.
Xu Mochen's examinations and so on stimulated the three religions and nine streams in the middle and lower levels of Daqian.
These people have very weak literary spirit, but that is still literary spirit.
One person is not enough, there are ten, hundreds, thousands and thousands of them. The amount of awakening gathered is no less than the original one.
Sensing the changes in the sky, sensing the picturesque landscape outlined by Xu Mochen in the Qiqu Treasure Land, sensing the emperor's national destiny and determination to revitalize culture, Daqian changed from quantitative changes to qualitative changes.
The Prime Minister, who was in mid-air, stared blankly at the changes in front of him, and said to himself: "The way of all peoples is the truth that Zhenzhen articles should carry...
Your Majesty...is this the answer you want to tell me..."
In the Qiqu Treasure Land, the literary spirit and national destiny floating in the picturesque mountains and rivers are intertwined and evolved into a new literary way.
And the new culture was once again mixed with the destiny of the country, and they were indistinguishable.
This is the result Xu Mochen wants. The destiny of the country and the arts are closely related and can no longer be separated from each other.
When the country ceases to exist, culture and morality will no longer exist.
If culture and education are not flourishing, it will be difficult for the country to prosper.
Rather than the absolute opposition between culture and national destiny led by Zhou Sheng and others.
Xu Mochen's whole body was entangled with the national destiny and literature, and it gradually disappeared into his body and penetrated his Qizang Divine Mansion.
Such changes made Zhou Sheng's path to heaven and literature become like a kindergarten toy to him.
The "reverse" power spread out, and he pushed the barrier of Yunshangjie away with all his strength.
Immediately, he stepped forward, and a new literary path came into being, quickly leading to Zhou Sheng's feet.
With this feeling, Zhou Sheng's expression changed: "You can actually condense a new literary way?"
This is impossible. The only people in the world who can do this are the literary ones recognized by Heaven.
If Xu Mochen is a happy immortal of Tu Dao, Heaven will never recognize him.
If he wasn't, Heaven would not allow an emperor who could cultivate immortality to exist.
How is it possible that his literary skills have been recognized by Heaven!
(End of chapter)
