"Saint.........the authentic writings of the saint? Haoran actually has a scroll of the authentic writings of the saint?"
When this scroll of the saint's original work appeared, everyone in the Wang family was shocked, and several old men in the attic of the Wang family were also shocked.
"This is the authentic work of a saint from the royal family, and its owner is Saint Han Zi, one of the last saints in Kyushu! And, most importantly, this volume of authentic work by a saint has never opened up a literary path!"
Several old men looked at each other and looked at each other.
"It seems that Chen Shiyi made Her Majesty the Empress very angry, otherwise she would not have given this scroll of the saint's authentic works to Haoran!"
"Then the news that Chen Shiyi caused the Eight Rings of the Bell of Wen Dao came. Regardless of whether it is true or false, it has already made the children from poor families feel chilly. If Feng Si doesn't take action, all the children from poor families will probably alienate her!"
"Feng Si...Hahaha, what a Feng Si, what an eternal empress. Last time, the head of the Cui family made great achievements. He wanted to hate the late emperor, but all the authentic works of the saint Han Zi were destroyed by the late emperor. Refused,
I didn't expect that Feng Si would give this authentic scroll to Haoran for free today! "
"..."
Several old men laughed with a touch of sarcasm on their faces, and then turned their attention to Wang Haoran in the square.
Wang Haoran's whole body was wrapped in golden light. He tried his best to understand this scroll of the saint's true work. As time went by, the golden light on his body became brighter and brighter. Looking from a distance, Wang Haoran at this time It is like a golden sun, so dazzling and scorching.
The next moment, a golden beam of light suddenly rose into the sky from Wang Haoran's body again, and then enveloped the Bell of Wen Dao.
The literary bell in the sky trembled slightly, as if it was about to ring the seventh or eighth bell in the next moment.
But under everyone's expectant gaze, the Bell of Wen Dao only trembled for a moment, and then gradually tended to return to calmness.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the Wang family were full of disappointment.
"Sure enough, it is still too difficult to cause the eight bells of the Literary Dao to ring. Even a volume of authentic works by a saint who has not opened up the Literary Dao can't help Haoran change his destiny against heaven!"
"It's just a little short, just a little short. It's just a little short of Haoran being able to cause the bell of literature to ring eight times. By then, my Wang family will be able to add a great sage and strong man! What a pity!"
"The seven-ring bell of Wen Dao is probably Haoran's limit...Although it is a bit disappointing, with the eight-ring bell of Wen Dao, Haoran can also rank among the younger generation of Daqing Kingdom." If you make it to the top three, your future achievements will be at least half a step towards becoming a great sage!"
"..."
The Wang family was talking a lot, and the onlookers outside the palace were a little disappointed when they saw this scene. After all, the news that Chen Shiyi had caused the bell of Wen Dao to ring eight times had just come from Daqian Kingdom. Many people were hit hard, and they were even more eager. The younger generation of the Daqing Kingdom can produce a true genius, so that they can be proud and proud in front of the Daqian Kingdom!
It is a pity that Wang Haoran finally stopped before the bell of literary education rang eight.
Compared with the Wang family and ordinary people, the other aristocratic families with the five surnames and Qi Wang breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. Wang Haoran was already good enough to be the favorite of the Empress of Daqing, and he was the Qilin son of the Wang family. However, the eight bells are always like a moat in the sky. In the huge Daqing Kingdom, in the past hundred years, the number of people who can cause the eight bells of Wen Dao to ring is no more than two hands.
The most outstanding one in the past hundred years is the current empress of Daqing Kingdom, Feng Si, who like a monster caused the bell of literature to ring nine times.
This is one of the reasons why the family members compromised on Feng Si.
At this time, in the square of the Wang family, looking at the Wen Dao Bell that was gradually returning to calm, Wang Haoran's face was full of ferocity and unwillingness: "Ring it for me, ring it for me!"
For some reason, Wang Haoran's face actually appeared in Wang Haoran's mind at this moment. Although he knew that Chen Shiyi caused the eight bells of Wen Dao to ring because of some conspiracy.
But many people in Daqing don't know that if he can't cause the eight bells of literature to ring, don't many people think that he is not as good as Chen Shiyi? Then wouldn't he have turned into the thief who stole Chen Shiyi's title of No. 1 Scholar?
However, at this point, he had no choice.
He has used up all his methods including his title of No. 1 Scholar, the foundation of the Wang family, and the authentic relics of the saint given by Empress Feng Si. If there are no accidents today, he will stop at seven rings.
Although Qixiang also belongs to the ranks of geniuses, he is still unwilling to accept it.
In the Daqing Palace at this time, Feng Si's iceberg-like face revealed a hint of disappointment.
Wang Haoran possesses the aura of literary fortune that comes with his title of No. 1 Scholar. He also has the support of the Wang family and the authentic relics of saints he bestowed upon him. Even with so much help, Wang Haoran is unable to cause the eight bells of the literary bell to ring... ....
"waste!"
Feng Si's cold voice sounded, but she was disappointed. Wang Haoran was the first number one scholar since she ascended the throne. If Wang Haoran could cause the bell of literature to ring eight times, the impact would not be on Daqing but on her. It goes without saying.
Therefore, no matter what, Wang Haoran must cause the bell of literature to ring eight times.
Thinking of this, Feng Si had a thought in her mind.
The next moment, countless purple energy surged around her body,
"hold head high--"
"Yin——"
The phantoms of a huge purple dragon and a purple phoenix slowly condensed behind her, and the phantoms of countless mountains, rivers, and the sun, moon, and country were constantly flowing like a movie.
Feng Si held her hand empty, and an invisible sword appeared in her hand.
She held the invisible sword and struck lightly at the purple dragon phantom.
"Ang——" The purple dragon suddenly howled in pain, as if it had suffered a huge blow. A purple energy separated from its body, and then headed towards the palace of the Wang family in the imperial city, without anyone noticing. At that time, it disappeared directly into the Wen Dao Bell above the Wang family's residence.
clang--
When the purple luck poured into the Bell of Wen Dao, the Bell of Wen Dao finally erupted for the eighth time.
When the bell rang, the entire imperial city fell silent for an instant, and then suddenly began to boil.
"The eighth ring, the eighth ring, Wang Haoran can actually cause the bell of literature to ring eight times!"
"Wang Haoran's talent is really terrifying!"
"To be able to cause the eight bells of the literary bell to ring, it seems that Wang Haoran is not the person who took advantage of the No. 1 Scholar title as rumored. He does have real talent and learning!"
"Wang Haoran and Chen Shiyi caused the eight bells of civility to ring. However, we did not see with our own eyes that Chen Shiyi caused the eight bells of civility to ring. However, we witnessed with our own eyes that Wang Haoran caused the eight bells of civility to ring. Yes, I am more inclined to Wang Haoran!"
“…..”
As Wang Haoran caused the bell of literature to ring eight times, everyone in the Daqing Imperial City was talking about it.
But the people from the other families with the fifth surname and Qiwang, who had been paying attention to all this, frowned.
The Cui family at this time.
A man in white clothes held a feather fan and looked elegant. He looked in the direction of the Wang family with his deep eyes, full of confusion: "Wang Haoran...you shouldn't be able to arouse the bells of literature." Eight-ring...What the hell is going on?"
On the other side,
Lu Mansion.
A figure stood quietly, with terrifying sword energy emerging around him. Just standing there was like a sharp sword, with its sharp sword light reaching into the sky.
He looked quietly in the direction of the palace, with a smile on his lips: "The Eight Rings of the Literary Bell...Wang Haoran, you succeeded, but you also failed. You tried your best to get the top prize." With the luck that comes with fame, and with the help of the Wang family's thousands of years of foundation, and with the help of the authentic works of saints given by Feng Si, this is worthy of ringing the eight bells of literature.
Chen Shiyi caused the eight bells of literature to ring, but it was not as difficult as you!
Sure enough, a thief is a thief, and the stolen things are fake and can never be as good as the real thing. In my heart, Lu Yin, Chen Shiyi is the real number one scholar! "
The Wang family at this time.
When the Wen Dao Bell rang the eighth time, all the Wang family members were extremely excited, with faces full of ecstasy.
"The bell of Wen Dao rings eight times, the bell of Wen Dao rings eight times! Hahaha, our Wang family has another Qilin son. As long as Haoran can grow up smoothly, he will definitely be able to enter the Great Sage Realm in the future!
When the time comes, the power of our Wang family will be unparalleled. In addition to the royal family, our Wang family will be the king among the aristocratic families! "
"Okay, okay, Haoran did not disappoint us!"
"Haoran is indeed a leader among the young generation of Daqing, and he can actually cause the bell of literature to ring eight times!"
"............"
The Wang family was very excited. At this time, in the attic of the Wang family, a group of old people were stunned and then became very excited. Although they didn't know why Wang Haoran suddenly caused the eight bells of Wen Dao to ring in the end, this did not hinder their excitement. .
Several old men flashed and then appeared in the square.
Seeing these people, everyone in the Wang family was stunned for a moment, and then immediately bowed respectfully and saluted: "Greetings to the old family master, and hello to all the elders!"
These old men are all members of the Wang family. They are all at the highest level of Confucianism, and some are half-step great sages and half-step great masters.
Wang Haoran also looked at the old men with surprise on his face.
"Grandpa! Elders, I caused the Bell of Literature to ring eight times!"
"Haha, I saw it, we all saw it, Haoran, you are worthy of being the Qilin son of the Wang family, you are very good!" The old patriarch of the Wang family looked kind.
In the palace at this time, Feng Si watched the Wen Dao Bell above Prince Wen's Mansion finally ring eight times, and then a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Uh-huh!
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall.
When a group of guards saw the sudden figure, they subconsciously drew their knives, but when they saw the person clearly, they stopped.
The person who came was none other than the old monk, the master of the Emperor of Daqing.
At this time, the Imperial Master looked at Feng Si solemnly. When Feng Si saw the Imperial Master, she waved gently, and a group of maids and eunuchs all left the hall.
The old monk waved his hand, and a defensive shield enveloped the main hall. The emperor's master looked anxious: "Your Majesty... I just felt the shock of Daqing's national fortune, and then Wang Jiazi happened to trigger Wen Dao The eighth ring of the bell…………Your Majesty…………are you…………”
"That's right, I helped Wang Haoran!"
Feng Si nodded calmly.
After receiving Feng Si's confirmation, the old monk immediately became anxious: "Your Majesty, you are confused. The national destiny of Daqing is so important to the country of Daqing. How can your majesty split the national destiny just to create a so-called peerless genius who will ring the eight bells of literature?" ?
That Wang Haoran is a son of a noble family. The more powerful the noble family is, the more threatening it is to the royal family and His Majesty.
What's more, His Majesty used the destiny of the country to help Wang Haoran open up a literary path. If Wang Haoran one day steps into the realm of great sage and peels off this trace of the destiny of the country, then he can use the skill of slaying dragons, or the method of changing fate against the will of heaven to usurp the wind. The fate of the Dragon Vein family and the country may be overturned by then, Your Majesty! "
"Presumptuous, Imperial Master, you've passed!"
At this moment, Feng Si's cold voice sounded.
The next moment, a giant purple dragon appeared around Feng Si again, surrounded by a giant purple phoenix. The country, mountains, rivers, sun and moon emerged, standing behind Feng Si.
At this moment, Feng Si was like the extremely noble empress of the Nine Heavens, surrounded by mystery.
And when the purple giant dragon, the purple giant phoenix, the country, the country, the mountains, the rivers, the sun and the moon appeared, the old monk only felt his body sink suddenly, and the brilliant power of heaven was suppressing him like Mount Tai.
Even though he is a powerful Grand Master and Feng Si is just a Hanlin, before the fate of a country, he can only be suppressed to death.
In the Imperial City of Daqing, where the National Fortune Dragon is entrenched, no one can take action against Feng Si unless they are a semi-saint or a saint, or the Daqing Kingdom is destroyed.
The old monk was hunched over, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and looked up at Feng Si: "Your Majesty, this poor monk is also thinking about Daqing.
The late emperor entrusted His Majesty to the poor monk. If something unexpected happened, the poor monk would not be able to explain to the late emperor even if he died and went to Jiuquan! "
Hearing the old monk's words, Feng Si frowned slightly and thought, the dragon of national destiny, the giant purple phoenix, the country, the country, the mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon slowly dissipated.
The old monk also felt his body light up, and the overwhelming power of heaven dissipated. The old monk stood up straight, feeling a little scared in his heart.
"Master Imperial, I know Master Imperial is thinking about Daqing, but Master Imperial has lost his sense of proportion!"
"Well, as Wang Haoran is the first number one scholar after I ascend the throne, it is of great significance for him to cause the bell of literature to ring eight times. Whether it is for me or for the Daqing Kingdom, the Imperial Master will not fail to understand this!"
"The Dragon of National Destiny is very important to Daqing. I know that what I do will inevitably have an impact on the national destiny. But with me here, Daqing's national destiny will only become more prosperous and stronger in the future.
As for Wang Haoran, I can make him a genius, but I can also make him lose everything. He has caused the bell of literature to ring eight times, and he is a peerless genius.
But has the Imperial Master forgotten that I am the one who caused the nine bells of Wen Dao to ring. In addition to Wen Dao, my martial arts monument also controls the sky. I am the first genius of Daqing and even Kyushu in the past hundred years.
Whether it is Chen Shiyi or Wang Haoran, I am confident to suppress all enemies! "
When Feng Si said the last words, her eyes were filled with endless domineering, and her sharp gaze even made the old monk feel a little dazzled.
His heart was shaking wildly.
Yes, Chen Shiyi is the genius and Wang Haoran is the genius, but the Feng Si in front of her is the number one monster in the past hundred years. No matter how Chen Shiyi and Wang Haoran act, Feng Si has the confidence to suppress all enemies.
With this monster's talents in literature and martial arts, Feng Si's future is destined to be extraordinary. The Great Sage and the Grand Master are just the starting point. With the blessing of a country's destiny, she can even step into a half-saint or a half-step martial arts saint.
That's two saints in one body! !
