I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 390
The vision is a good story in the imperial examinations of the Wen Dynasty, and it is the perfect carrier of countless mysterious and magnificent scenes.

The Wenchao Examination is already an important exam for the Wenchao.

It not only shoulders the mission of reaching the realm for the literati, but also selects more outstanding talents for the huge institution of the Wen Dynasty, so that the race can have more development under the current situation.

Therefore, it is also in it that there are often many visions, and every earth-shattering vision can become a legend that the world talks about.

For ordinary people, the vision is a desirable manifestation of the power of the literati in the Wen Dynasty, and it is also a miracle of Fuze himself.

After a day and night of waiting, in the Bingxu Branch Exam, the first vision that could bless the people finally appeared.

It's just that in this vision, it seems to be somewhat different.

On the square outside the tribute courtyard, Dai Mingliang was jumping up excitedly at the moment, looking at the eldest brother and sister-in-law beside him, he said excitedly.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I feel it, this vision is useful to me!"

Dai Mingliang was very happy when he heard this, got up quickly, and asked repeatedly.

"But what does it feel like? Can it strengthen your body or improve your knowledge?"

Dai Mingde just shook his head, calmed down a little at the moment, stroked his chest and said in a deep voice.

"I can't say it, but this feeling made me suddenly have a thought in my heart."

"The Confucianism and Taoism I have learned is the real Dao. It tells me that everything in the future can be confirmed."

Dai Mingliang was puzzled, and even felt that the words were far-fetched, but Dai Mingliang had already looked outside, at the tall Gongyuan, and the beam of light shooting straight into the sky, and said firmly.

"This vision may be able to stabilize my literary heart. I feel that my heart has never been so firm."

"Brother, you said that the vision of this article was caused by Song Jieyuan?"

Dai Mingliang grinned, but let out a deep breath, stepped forward, looked at the beam of light outside, and then at his brother who was full of hope, and nodded heavily.
"Mingde, this time we came to Chang'an, it's the right time."

Having said that, there were bursts of gongs beating on the square at this moment, and at the same time, some officials had already started to preach loudly.

"According to the order of the Lord Gongyuan, this vision is the vision of Fuze. It is aimed at the students of Confucianism. All the students of Confucianism and Taoism will get the blessing of this vision!"

"All Dajing students, please calm down immediately, close your eyes and rest your mind, and feel the changes in the vision!"

When the official said this, there was a wave of excitement, and many people exclaimed that the vision was really useful, and the object of the blessing was Confucianism and Taoism.

But some people sighed, feeling that they had missed a lot.

"You can only bless the students, so what should I do for ordinary people like me?"

Someone next to him immediately retorted and said seriously.

"Your Excellency's words are wrong. If students of Confucianism and Taoism can gain blessings, it means that many literati in Chang'an will grow up in the future. Doesn't it mean that our Wen Dynasty is even more powerful? This is the blessing of our Wen Dynasty's mainstay!"

"That's right, this is a great thing. The person who wrote this article will be the mentor of many students."

The man hastily twitched his mouth and nodded immediately.

"What you said is true, I am short-sighted."

"I just don't know who wrote it."

There was a wave of discussion in the field, and those students who heard the order immediately calmed down and sat down, carefully feeling the surge in their minds, and carefully understanding the vision brought to them. huge changes.

Soon, the scene became much quieter. Those common people looked at the vision that the sky was still flickering, and they were envious in their eyes at this moment, especially when they looked at the Confucian and Taoist students around them who had already settled down, they secretly thought He made up his mind.

My descendants, no matter what, must go to school and become Confucian scholars of the Wen Dynasty.

Only in this way can they enjoy such blessings.

The commotion outside the tribute courtyard has not calmed down for a long time, many people are coming towards the tribute courtyard, and in the examination room, Song Mu's body at this moment has set off a tsunami of literary strength.

After the four sentences of Hengqu were written, this scripture article really took shape, and it was at that moment that Song Mu was completely surrounded by the surging waves of literary power.

At this moment, those enveloping Wen Xing ray engulfed the vast literary power and surged towards Song Mu's body.

It's just that the place they go is not Song Mu's dantian, but Song Mu's heart.

The dense light guides those literary spirits to carefully wrap his heart, and then slowly penetrates into his heart with those literary strengths.

Every ray of light that penetrated seemed to make my heart a lot stronger.

In this situation, Song Mu understands that this is to stabilize his literary heart.

Perhaps if this continues, I can successfully break through the realm of juren!
Song Mu was overjoyed at this moment.

In the promotion of the literati realm, only the realm below Jinshi can use the light of the literary star to attract literary power and forcibly elevate the literati realm without causing any damage to the body.

And this should be the last time I got a free ride for promotion on the way of literati.

Song Mu didn't dare to be negligent. At this moment, he carefully felt the continuous changes in his body, and then continued to guide Wen Li to break through the shackles of the realm.

The power in my body is still surging, and even inadvertently, these powers have spilled out, constantly swaying with my breath.

Among the other examination rooms in the examination room, those students who were also immersed in their answers suddenly discovered a shocking situation.

That is, after this extremely unusual and mighty literary star rippling, I seem to have sensed it, and more importantly, the text in front of me seems to be starting to vibrate, and some well-written articles even have light on the paper. flashing.

It seems that those articles are echoing this mysterious scene.

Many candidates exclaimed, but they also seized this opportunity and hurriedly wrote.

At present, those Wen Xing lights are still continuously merging into Song Mu's heart. Every time the Wen Xing lights fall, the aura in Song Mu's body will be slightly strengthened.

Song Mu fell silent slowly, completely immersed in the realm of meditation, and slowly guided these forces towards his heart.

In his feeling, the handsome and gentle man in front of him suddenly exuded a terrifying power, and that power made him feel that he was carrying a heavy burden.

This side of the sky seems to be different because of Song Mu.

At some unknown time, the beam of light rising slowly in the sky slowly pushed away the surrounding clouds and mist, revealing a twinkling starry sky.

A round of full moon has appeared from nowhere, and at this moment, it sprinkles the quiet light on the earth.

A huge disc moon appeared in the sky, and a gorgeous beam of light shot straight into the sky, reflecting each other with the brightly lit Chang'an City.

The city of Chang'an that night, under the reflection of the light, still has a very special sense of beauty, which makes people unconsciously admire it.

On the Baoshan Great Wall in the distance, there were soldiers looking back behind them. They were amazed for a while when they saw the beam of light rising from the Chang'an City in the distance.

And the monster dormant on this land is also slowly waking up at this moment, as if sensing something is wrong, it twitches its nostrils.

In the far distance, a huge yak suddenly opened its eyes, lay prone on the high platform, and uttered a sentence.

"The luck of the human race is different."

"Find out who and what did it."

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(End of this chapter)