klisemfg Chapter 302: Literary Qi 3 Miles
Chapter 302: Literary Qi 3 Miles
"what--"
Sikong Guanghui raised his eyes with a slight surprise. This gentleman has such a murderous nature!
There have always been troublemakers in previous years, and most of them were the troublemakers from the Moon Worship Cult.
But they were all imprisoned and generally would not be executed unless they committed other particularly serious crimes.
But the ending was not much better.
Just as mentioned before, imprisoned until death.
Of course, many people who enter the Demon Prison do not live to see the day of their death.
"Why, do you have any objection?"
Chu He glanced at him coldly.
Swish!
Sikong Guanghui immediately straightened himself, saluted solemnly, and said, "Sir, I dare not do that. I will strictly follow your orders."
It's so scary. The look in this adult's eyes is definitely that of a terrifying being who has killed countless people.
No wonder this gentleman has become the subject of discussion prohibition by the court.
Sikong Guanghui was secretly shocked.
"Okay, go and give my orders word for word."
Chu He waved his hand.
What's the point of having a murderous nature? This is the chance for the High Priest to prove his truth, and also the opportunity for Daqian to rise and unify the world.
As the great way of heaven and earth becomes perfect.
The vitality of heaven and earth is becoming increasingly dense, and it is becoming increasingly easier for warriors to comprehend the rules. Although there won't be martial saints everywhere in the future, humans are still no match for gods.
But it won’t be that bad.
If they could take the lead in crushing these obstacles, they would definitely be able to wipe out all the sects in the world under the influence of the old King Qian.
"No, the Supreme Taoist Sect might be difficult to deal with..." Chu He shook his head.
The history of Taishang Dao Sect is too long, and it has almost witnessed the great changes in the world from the existence of immortals to the absence of immortals.
Chu He guessed that the mystery of the changes in this world was probably only known by the Supreme Taoist Sect.
"However, as long as the old King Qian is not dead, the Supreme Dao Sect should not dare to confront Daqian head-on."
"As for Qin Ziyan, the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, I wonder if he has any backup plans left behind, like the Daiyue ruins?"
Chu He walked towards the academy while thinking.
"Mr. Chu is very polite."
When Chu He was lost in thought, a man's loud greeting came from the side.
"Hmm, that voice is familiar."
Chu He looked up.
A handsome man wearing a crystal crown and a green shirt was looking at him with a bright look in his eyes.
"Your Highness, I apologize for your rudeness."
Chu He bowed slightly and clasped his fists.
"Haha, the County Lord is too polite. In the Academy of Literature, there is only Qin Guangren, not His Highness."
Qin Guangren smiled and waved his hand.
"This is the rule and cannot be violated at will. Your Highness, please be careful with your words." Chu He still said respectfully.
Regarding this big guy who might be the reincarnation of a literary saint.
Chu He still kept a certain distance.
"Hehe..." Qin Guangren looked helpless.
The two chatted for a while.
Qin Guangren waved goodbye and walked towards the examination hall.
Chu He looked at the prince's departing back and nodded slightly.
If His Highness were to rule the world in peace, it would definitely be a good thing for Daqian.
But at the moment, this prince is definitely not a good choice.
Thinking of this, a golden light flashed in Chu He's eyes, and his eyes that could see through illusions saw through the rules of heaven and earth.
"Hmm, this prince actually has three feet of literary energy on his head?"
This sight surprised Chu He slightly.
Then he immediately turned and looked at the other students.
"No, there's nothing here either, not even an inch, not even a foot..."
What caught his eye was that almost 99% of the students had no literary air.
Only a few people have a hint of literary aura on their heads, and those that are up to an inch high are rare.
"However, the twelve students are indeed worthy of their reputation. Except for this prince, each of them has a literary aura of ten feet."
As for the young masters of the Gu and Li families that the people outside were just advocating.
Chu He shook his head secretly, thinking that he was just a piece of trash without any literary taste.
Dangdang Dangdang!
Soon, tens of thousands of students sat down, took out their pens, inkstones, and began to grind ink.
As for how to take the exam.
The court officials and teachers of the Academy of Literature are in charge, and Chu He is only responsible for security matters.
As the papers were handed out by the officers, the students began to think with their heads down. Some of them looked slightly happy and wrote as if inspired.
Some students frowned slightly, wrote a little, and then paused.
Some students looked as if they had given up, staring blankly at the test paper, and half a day passed without finishing a single word.
Whenever an invigilator or teacher walked by, he would frown, shake his head and leave.
These students have basically been sentenced to death.
Chu He sat in the distance, opened his Eye of Delusion and scanned everywhere.
He had a panoramic view of the entire academy.
The damage caused by the previous prince's fight has been restored.
In Chu He's eyes, the chief priest was sitting quietly in the study, silently reading the scriptures of the saints, but there was an aura swirling around him.
Its literary aura reached an astonishing ninety-nine feet, standing like a torrent between heaven and earth.
Magnificent and righteous!
"Amazing! This High Priest is only one foot away from entering the Hundred-foot Wen Qi realm, which is the starting point for the realm of establishing one's own words."
Moreover, Chu He could clearly see that as time went by, a group of students were writing diligently, and from time to time a wisp of green air would float in and merge into the literary torrent of the high priest.
"I absorb the literary energy of the students to improve my own, and attempt to break through the realm of literature and words that no one has been able to reach for thousands of years."
Chu He couldn't help but sigh.
This high priest is truly gifted, and no one in the world can surpass him.
He believed that over the past ten thousand years, there must have been more than one person who followed the path of literature who had reached this point.
But this high priest is definitely the first person who can use such means.
If he really succeeds in establishing his reputation, he will definitely be a figure that shocks the world.
Afterwards, Chu He thought about what the high priest had said about the incompleteness of heaven and earth.
"I hope it's not such a coincidence."
No matter what, this high priest deserves his admiration, as the incident of the ghost clan destroying three states a hundred years ago broke out.
This high priest traveled thousands of miles to Youdu with several disciples and saved the souls of many evil ghosts. He was even seriously injured by a palm strike from the Ghost Commander and it took him decades to recover.
Even the Tai Shang Dao Sect, which prides itself on being the light of righteousness, did nothing.
If this high priest could make a statement, the world would immediately experience a surge in prosperity.
If he fails, as he said, he will sacrifice himself to make up for the difficulties for those who come after him.
It can be considered as paving the way for those who come after.
......
Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The exam was coming to an end at this time.
During these three days, Chu He remained motionless, just like the other students.
Sweeping the surroundings non-stop every day.
On this day.
In the school, Qin Guangren finally finished writing his last policy essay "The Sage Said".
He had just put down his pen when an invisible wind blew over.
The test paper floated up slowly three inches above the table in front of his surprised gaze.
This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even the invigilator noticed the objection.
There were more than just those who turned their heads to look at him who were about to speak.
next moment.
An astonishing green light burst out from the test paper, carrying a sense of the great saint, and rushed straight into the sky.
boom--
Almost instantly, the roof of the school building was broken through, and the green light dispersed the white clouds in the sky without any hindrance, extending all the way to the depths.
Swish!
At the same time, Chu He's eyes shone brightly with golden light as he looked in the direction of the green light.
"The literary energy spans thirty thousand miles across the heavens and earth?"
After a while, Chu He retracted the golden light in his eyes and muttered to himself.
His eyes were full of disbelief.