The world above the clouds.
A big mountain floating in the sky, with a majestic palace inside the mountain.
In a dark room in the palace, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
As the eyes opened, the light floating inside seemed to be able to see through everything.
This was an old man with a Taoist spirit. After opening his eyes, his whole body glowed with a faint light.
"Alliance leader," a voice sounded outside, "the alliance leader suddenly left seclusion and I don't know what instructions he has."
The old man's face was expressionless: "There is some fluctuation in the upper world of the cloud. It won't take long for you to receive accurate news."
The voice outside hesitated for a moment: "My subordinates will immediately ask someone to conduct a thorough investigation."
"Well," the old man said noncommittally, "the chess game has entered the middle, and it is also related to the success or failure of our Mexican Alliance. If you want to continue to explain, you must not let go of any trouble."
"My subordinates understand that our people are everywhere in the Yunshang Realm," the voice from outside reported. "Once there are traces of Tu Dao, we will be able to grasp it as soon as possible."
"Not necessarily," the old man shook his head slightly, "According to calculations, this is the tenth life, and he will not let you easily catch him.
There is one thing. Emperor Daqian, who has entered the immortal world in the mortal world, can arrange for people to conduct the final test.
Today's fluctuations in the upper world of the clouds are also related to him. The root of this person must be found out as soon as possible. "
"The Emperor of the Daqian Human Race," the voice from outside sounded surprised, "That is not what my junior brother has always been responsible for.
In this case, the subordinate immediately asked someone to contact the junior brother and take action. "
"This person is not Tu Dao, but we don't know if he is not a chess player," the old man was silent for a while and warned seriously, "But the tenth life covenant is also related to this person, so you must be careful.
Once you make the wrong move, there is no turning back, do you understand? "
The voice outside solemnly stated again and again: "My subordinates will do their best."
The old man said nothing more, and the people outside quickly left.
He sat cross-legged in silence, and after a long time he uttered a sentence: "Who is the chess player..."
In the Treasure Land of Seven Songs, the Gate of Heaven has been closed, and the whole world has returned to normal again.
Xu Mochen stepped down on his sword and looked at the three dragon brothers and sisters and Tang Derun, all of them looked like they were surviving the disaster.
This time the opponents are two saints, one of them in particular is the first generation saint of this reincarnation.
Unexpectedly, the emperor won in the end.
The hearts of Mi Xuan and others were filled with complicated thoughts.
Xu Mochen ignored the complexity in everyone's hearts. He looked at the messy Seven Songs Treasure Land and sighed slightly.
When his spiritual consciousness swept over, the thousands of students here all fainted on the ground, their lives temporarily safe.
However, the literary spirit they had extracted and the literary way they originally believed in were also damaged, which meant that the cultivation they relied on was greatly reduced.
He was not from the orthodox Grammar School, and he was not clear about some things, so he asked: "Is it possible for these students to recover in the future?"
Although he is a cultivator of immortality, Xu Mochen does not express sympathy and concern.
Mi Xuan shook his head regretfully: "It is impossible to fall, but it is difficult to return to the original level.
Literary spirit is nothing more than that. The main reason is that the literary spirit in their hearts is gone and they need to practice again. "
Mi Luo also interjected: "And the problem now is that Daqian's original literary style has changed. Whether they can adapt is still a question."
As soon as these words came out, several people stared at Xu Mochen again.
What is this guy's background? He is actually able to create a new literary style.
Even if we don’t know whether this new literary style is suitable for Daqian, it is still a great thing.
At this point, Xu Mochen has no choice.
As a result, it can be said that the losses were heavy.
"Your Majesty," the fawning minister Tang Derun comforted him, "If the old doesn't go away, the new won't come. No matter what, the culture will continue."
This is true, Mi Luo also blinked his eyes: "Misfortune and fortune depend on each other. I think it's useless for everyone to be here to mourn and catch a cold. It's better to go back to the palace first."
Xu Mochen agreed.
The group once again opened the teleportation space of the Seven Songs Treasure Land and returned to the Imperial College.
The original strong literary spirit completely disappeared.
Zhou Sheng and Ouyang Yongren both fell, and the blocking formation was naturally ineffective.
Opening the gate of the Imperial College, Xu Mochen stepped out and saw a group of courtiers surrounding the door.
The ministers headed by the prime minister were stunned for a moment when they saw Xu Mochen, and then quickly saluted: "Old minister (wei minister) has met your majesty."
Xu Mochen fought hard but was exhausted. There was a rare hint of fatigue on his brows: "All the ministers and workers know about the Imperial College affairs."
"Your Majesty," the prime minister stepped forward to report, "the old minister rushed over as soon as he received the news.
Unfortunately, the formation here is so transcendent that even the minister and other laborious means cannot open it. "
"No wonder you," Xu Mochen shook his head, "Even I spent a lot of effort.
Now that it has happened, there is little point in holding people accountable.
The students inside have all lost their literary skills and been seriously injured. You should arrange for medical treatment first.
Let’s wait for the emergency meeting tomorrow to discuss the details. "
When the Prime Minister and others heard this, they stood up one after another: "Old minister, let someone handle it immediately."
The matter is too big. If you don't express your attitude, who knows what will happen next.
"I'm going back to the palace first," Xu Mochen said, saying that he must do his best. "These immortal cultivators are originally the people of Daqian. My dear friends, you must go all out."
Everyone expressed their willingness to go through fire and water.
Xu Mochen was very satisfied and returned to the palace with the dragon brothers and sisters and others.
The concubines in the harem had long known what happened in the Imperial College, and when they saw Xu Mochen coming back, they all gathered around him and started talking.
Xu Mochen explained the cause and effect of the incident, which made everyone sigh.
Unexpectedly, two saints came and destroyed Daqian's culture.
Fortunately, Xu Mochen didn't know how, and he created a new literary way.
Everyone felt ups and downs.
However, Xu Mochen wants to engage in new education next, which may be able to correspond to new literature.
Shen Zhining suggested that the new Wen Dao must be very fragile at present, and it will take time to hatch.
And Daqian’s original education system cannot be discarded immediately.
"In that case, Enke, whom Your Majesty mentioned last time, has solved the current predicament very well." Gu Jinge said astonishingly.
Thinking about it, Xu Mochen's luck is really not that good.
The development of things was simply tailor-made for him.
All the elite students gathered in the world from all directions were wiped out in one fell swoop.
Apart from anything else, the plan to increase the number of officials that the court officials wanted to advance could only be shelved.
But in fact there are pros and cons.
If Xu Mochen wants to promote the further development of Daqian, he cannot rely solely on current officials.
It seems that structures such as administrative units will be gradually introduced.
No matter what, the concubines were happy that the emperor was alive.
After the discussion, everyone dispersed.
Xu Mochen also planned to have a good rest, and he had to cheer up for the court meeting tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
