Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 48: Sea of ​​Books in the Night Sky
Under the night.

The Taiping elephant stood in the air, howling towards the sky from time to time, appearing a little restless.

"Really want to try?"

In front of the Holy Temple, the Great Teacher hesitated for a moment and asked again, "You haven't opened the Palace of Literature yet, so I'm afraid your literary talent is..."

"A gentleman is not ashamed of how much literary talent he has, but only ashamed of not making efforts to catch up." Feng Qingyan said with a smile. He is now a student in the academy and does not need to worry about his literary talent anymore.

No matter how much literary talent he has, he will always be able to catch up and will not lose to others.

As he walked, he said, "When a man knows shame, he will be brave."

"good!"

The great oracle said with a look of relief on his face.

The students nodded when they heard this. It was indeed true. Especially those with less talent, they motivated themselves in their hearts.

The three gentlemen have not yet opened the Wen Palace, so why don’t we have the opportunity to catch up?

At this time, Feng Qingyan stepped onto the white jade stairs curiously under everyone's various gazes, but he did not feel anything unusual, as if he was walking on an ordinary staircase.

He was a little surprised and walked up step by step.

boom--

But there was a commotion behind him.

When he took the first step onto the white jade stairs, a piece of books appeared above his head. When he took the second step, a large piece of books appeared.

By the third step, there was already a mountain of books above my head.

Others appeared in volumes or several scrolls, but he appeared in pieces one by one, which was really amazing.

The students in the square were dumbfounded, wondering if they were seeing things. Was this still the Unopened Palace of Literature?
Many students looked frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

"Isn't Feng Sandu the unopened Wen Palace?" A student was stunned and asked, "How, how could... a mountain of books appear?"

The student next to him shook his head woodenly.

The more books that appear, the higher the literary talent.

Feng Qingyan walked up step by step, and the mountain of books above his head became bigger and bigger, and soon it surpassed Yan Shan's mountain of books.

At this moment, the square seemed to explode, and the students were extremely shocked.

"This this……"

“It’s hard to believe!”

"How can there be so many? They have far exceeded Yan Yidou..."

Feng Qingyan hadn't even stopped yet, but the mountain of books above his head had already shocked everyone.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The old teacher Zhang Xiu said with excitement, dancing with joy.

Many teachers and instructors were also shocked and became somewhat excited.

"This literary talent is definitely beyond compare!"

A young teacher exclaimed, "As expected of a Three-Ranked Gentleman, he has such a terrifying talent for writing before the Wen Palace is opened. If the Wen Palace is opened..."

In the bustling square, Mu Yu's eyes were like a pool of autumn water, and his gaze was elegant and noble, making the students around him feel ashamed and dare not blaspheme in the slightest.

"As expected of you, Senior Brother..."

She knew that Feng Qingyan had extraordinary talent, but it was not usually displayed. However, she did not expect it to be so high, so high that it turned into a mountain of books.

The mountain of books grew bigger and bigger amid everyone's shock.

But Feng Qingyan did not stop and continued to move forward step by step.

"It's too big, I can't stand it..."

"This Book Mountain is more than twice as big as Yan Mountain..."

The students were so shocked that they let out bursts of exclamations.

The scholars, dignitaries and other people who came to watch the ceremony were also shocked by the mountain of books on Feng Qingyan's head. Moreover, they couldn't understand why a gentleman who was less than twenty years old had such high talent?
After all, human energy and time are limited.

If they are old doctors who have studied hard for decades or even hundreds of years, they will believe any literary talent and will not be too surprised.

But how old is Sanding Gentleman?

They looked to be around 18 or 19 years old, and at most in their early 20s. As for Rong Tao, Yu Yuan, Mei Lan and other students, they were so shocked that they trembled all over, and even their faces turned pale.

What is despair?

That mountain of books that is still growing is despair!

As Feng Qingyan walked and recalled his past life, volumes of books fell madly from the night sky above his head, as if there was a river of books above.

At this time, everyone was stunned and looked up.

"This……"

The great teacher Baili Kun seemed to see a vast ocean of books in the night sky, and he was stunned.

How can this be?

Even if one has a photographic memory, it is impossible to learn such vast knowledge in just a dozen years.

Are the three gentlemen born with knowledge?
At this time, not only the Great Priest saw the sea of ​​books in the night sky, but almost everyone saw it.

The sea of ​​books in the night sky seems vast and boundless, and I wonder how many books are hidden there.

Everyone was petrified.

This is no longer a literary talent that can be measured in a bucket...

Unfortunately, Feng Qingyan was ultimately unable to remember, and the vast sea of ​​books in the night sky quickly disappeared.

"It must be my eyes playing tricks on me."

Some students shook their heads, confirming that there was no sea of ​​books in the night sky.

Although most students thought they had seen it wrong, how could the instructors and teachers doubt that they were dazzled?

It was indeed a vast, despairing sea of ​​books!

It is regrettable, but also a relief, that the vast ocean of books was not left behind in the end.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was unable to go up either.

"You have a literary talent of three dou, three sheng and three he."

A slightly hoarse voice fell in the night sky.

Everyone was slightly stunned. How could it be only three dou, three sheng and three he? That Book Mountain was more than three times larger than Yan Mountain. It should be at least four or five dou, right?
But no one questioned the Taiping Elephant.

Three dou, three liters and three he are enough to shock the world.

Feng Qingyan was slightly surprised when he heard this. This was more than he had imagined.

However, when he walked down, he still hadn't heard the singing in the holy temple, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Is this... delayed?

How old am I?
Feng Qingyan looked at his fair hands. He felt very young. How about nineteen? He didn't know how old he was. For the time being, he was eighteen or nineteen.

The students in front of the holy temple were even more surprised. Could it be that Feng Sanding was already over 20 years old?

Even though she has passed the age of twenty, she just cannot appear on the list of the most famous people in the world, but her song will still be sung in the Holy Temple.

Why hasn’t the hymn been sung in the holy temple yet?
Just when the students and teachers were feeling regretful and surprised that they had missed another opportunity to become famous all over the world.

"The student of Zangshan Academy, Feng Qingyan, with his talent of three dou, three sheng and three he, was ranked first on the world's literary list."

The singing of the Eighty-one Academy was heard from the holy temple.

When the song started, not only the Zangshan Academy was blown away, but also the other eighty academies. This made it hard for the students of the Sanshang Academy and the ten academies to believe it, and even the students of other academies could not believe it.

Three dou, three liters and three he, is one dou, two liters and three he higher than Yuntian, which was originally ranked first.

In other words, there is Yanshan between the first and the second.

This time the Temple Square really exploded.

Many students were so excited that they were shaking all over, and for a moment they were unable to control their literary energy, causing it to escape and explode.

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked at the night sky curiously, and "Breaking the Void and Tracing the Source" appeared inadvertently. He saw traces of literary luck and sank into the tripod-shaped mark in his mind.

The three gentleman tripods are clearly visible.

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