Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 223 No wonder those who say that literature is shameless
Listening to the conversation between the man and the woman, Xu Mochen's face was a little stiff.

Words follow suit, this skill is a bit buggy.

Fighting with them, everyone shouting "Dynamic Light Wave, Meteor Fist", so what else is there to fight?
Or come to a "Go to die, go to die" and just lie down and win.

Tang Derun knew what he was thinking, and leaned over to explain in a low voice: "Your Majesty, although it is a characteristic of the Grammar School to speak the law, generally speaking, what can be realized is a small supernatural power."

That said, there are still limitations.

Xu Mochen was silent for a while: "Is it also effective for ordinary people?"

Tang Derun nodded affirmatively.

"Then if they say, you rebel, will the people in the capital riot?" Xu Mochen was deeply worried.

Tang Derun was stunned, and he thought for a while: "Probably not. After all, His Majesty obeys the destiny and has the blessing of the country's fortune. An inspiring speech against His Majesty will have no effect."

Having said that, Xu Mochen was still unhappy.

Yang Jingchen was very enthusiastic, and led the two of them around. Not far away, there were two immortal old men who seemed to be talking to each other while facing the cliff.

"Those two are today's sages Lu Shuren Lu and Mao Ziqin Mao Lao." Yang Jingchen introduced, "It should be in Wenbi."

The so-called literary comparison is to compete who has the highest literary skills.

A sage is still one step away from a literary sage, that is, a saint.

Nalu Shuren opened his mouth amidst a big laugh, "There are no roads in this world, but there are many people walking, and it becomes a road."

After speaking, the law appeared immediately.

In front of him, along the cliff appeared a suspended road, enough for two or three people to walk side by side.

Lu Shuren cupped his hands towards Mao Ziqin: "Brother Mao, I'm sorry."

After speaking, he walked along the road to the opposite cliff, his robe fluttering in the wind, very graceful.

The supervisors who watched around burst into warm applause.

"As expected of Mr. Lu, this strength is really extraordinary."

"There is no road. If there are too many people walking, it will become a road. It is a wonderful saying. Write it down quickly, and we will also practice in the future."

"Come on, Mr. Lu is in the Grammar School, and he is the top strength of the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm, which is equivalent to the peak level of the Golden Core Realm. I heard that he is ready to give birth to a Nascent Soul."

Everyone talks about it.

Seeing Lu Shuren's demeanor, Mao Ziqin just stroked his beard and smiled.

Immediately, he also opened his mouth: "The winding path leads to a secluded place, where the green bamboos are high in the shade."

I saw a burst of waves, and a winding road appeared in front of me. There were many green bamboos on both sides. The sun shines through the bamboo leaves, leaving mottled shadows on the road.

"Okay!" The supervisors also applauded in unison.

"Succinct and to the point, straight to the heart, you can understand what you want to do as soon as you hear it."

"That's right, at this level, I think Mr. Mao is a bit higher."

Everyone was talking.

Both of them walked halfway over there, and began to compete again.

"The red sun is high and winter is warm!" In the sky, the sun, which had just risen, immediately turned to the top of everyone's heads, emitting light and heat.

"The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains." Correspondingly, all of a sudden, the sky was full of dark clouds, and there was a faint posture of heavy rain.

Lu Shuren was not timid: "Dongfeng night puts flowers and thousands of trees."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew away, immediately blowing away the dark clouds in the sky, and swaying the green bamboo along with it.

Mao Ziqian is also confident: "Slant wind and drizzle don't need to return."

Seeing that the dark clouds were about to disperse, they turned into tiny raindrops in an instant, and the wind gradually weakened.

The wind and the rain all contained the supernatural powers of the two of them, spreading out in this area with aura.

The supervisors who came into contact with each of them were all refreshed.

So far, the text ratio between the two has been suspended for a while, and neither of them has an advantage.

Both of them raised their heads to the sky and laughed loudly: "Acceptance! Acceptance!"

Amid thunderous applause, the two of them floated back.

Xu Mochen was also quite touched.

When the two sages returned to the cliff, they were both satisfied, and they were brilliant again today.

Literati, what I like is this sense of honor.

It can bring them faith, and maybe it can also trigger the appearance of Xianyuan.

After the performance, Lu Shuren waved to everyone: "I have a carriage, but I can travel thousands of miles a day, so let's go first."

After finishing speaking, a carriage pulled by nine flying horses appeared in front of him. Lu Shuren jumped on it, and the flying horse took off and disappeared into the distant sky.

Mao Ziqin also nodded: "I also have a dragon, but I went to the sky and entered the sea, so I bid farewell."

After speaking, a dragon appeared in front of him, and he landed gently on the dragon's head. The dragon let out a long roar, and auspicious clouds emerged, winding and flying towards the air.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Yang Jingchen was very happy: "My lords, these are the two most educated sages of the Imperial College."

Xu Mochen didn't speak.

It seems that the most powerful thing in this Grammar School is the supernatural powers of words.

After wandering around for a while, Xu Mochen entered the library by the way and checked the books in the Imperial College.

As you know in advance, there are only a few types of teaching materials that come and go.

In the afternoon, after the inspection was over, Xu Mochen and Tang Derun left the Imperial College.

Walking on the road, he still couldn't figure it out: "Tang Aiqing, this word follows the law, is it really the power of law that can be manifested?"

"Your Majesty is worrying too much," Tang Derun replied, "Small laws can be realized, but in fact everything is inseparable from its roots.

Words follow the law, and the state and state of mind follow. What the eyes see is only a partial phenomenon.

The beauty of the Grammar School is that it can interfere with the scanning of the spiritual consciousness, so it looks the same as the real thing. "

Xu Mochen tilted his head: "What does Ai Qing mean, all of this is fake?"

Aren't these literati in the Guozijian all braggarts or liars?

It's no wonder that those who engage in literature are shameless.

"Half and half," Tang Derun explained, "For example, the dragon, I guess the essence is just sword control, but if you create a dragon shape, you will think it is a dragon if you sweep it with your spiritual sense.

It affects your own state of mind. "

This explanation is in line with reality. Books do not affect people's thinking and state of mind.

Xu Mochen didn't worry about these things, he thought: "The Guozijian has three thousand students, and these people must take the imperial examination.

Once this group of immortal cultivators intervene, there will be nothing for human students. "

Tang Derun dared not speak.

Therefore, the imperial examination is actually a feast for the cultivators themselves, a large number of justifiably supplementing the talents they need.

But if you want to crack it, you need to find another way.

Xu Mochen suppressed the impatience in his heart, and turned to look at the daily life outside the imperial palace in the capital.

After all, it is the capital, and the series of policies he has recently implemented are still effective.

For example, the number of patients who died of severe diseases has decreased a lot, and the food products have also become more abundant. With the introduction of new electric lights, it is said that the security at night has improved a lot.

After working hard for so long, it cannot be said that there is no result.

Just thinking about it, a delicate voice came from the front: "What is this?"

"Young master, I asked the people in the capital, what kind of electric light was developed by His Majesty, which can be illuminated at night."

"Bright? Is it as bright as the night pearl in my house?"

"That's certainly not the case."

"Hey, isn't that the stupid king who has done so much and is confused."

The sound was not low, and the people around could hear it.

Xu Mochen took it for granted. After all, he, a foolish king, knew it well. When he turned his eyes, he saw a petite child in his teens, dressed in bright yellow clothes, with elegance and luxury.

In terms of temperament, he is no worse than members of the royal family.

Xu Mochen could tell at a glance that this person was a man disguised as a woman.

Xu Shi saw that she was surrounded by a group of fierce-looking people, so although what she said was earth-shattering, no one came to meddle in her business.

The girl just happened to look over, and when she saw Xu Mochen, she let out a "huh" and trotted over.

Stopping a few meters away from Xu Mochen, she couldn't help looking around, and finally nodded: "I see, you are the target I need for Ji Jili."

A question mark slowly appeared on Xu Mochen's forehead: "Child, do you know who I am?"

"I know," the girl grinned, "You have the luck of our clan, but you are not from our clan. You should be Emperor Daqian. What is your name?"

As soon as these words came out, both Xu Mochen and Tang Derun's expressions changed.

They have made disguises and transformations, and the spiritual consciousness of ordinary immortals can't hide it.

But Xu Mochen's dragon luck and national luck are not easy to hide.

Normally, as long as he restrained himself, it would not be easy for a cultivator to find out.

Who knew that this little girl would see through.

(End of this chapter)