A sea of darkness stretching beyond the horizon spread out from behind Li Xingyun, filled with the aura of Xiao Ji.
A Kun was churning in it, and the boundless waves roared.
Roar!!!
The Kun sprouted two wings, flapped its wings, and soared up to ninety thousand miles!
Boom!!
The Wen Palace was shaken, and a thicker stone pillar rose from the ground! The golden light rubbed the poem.
Li Xingyun carries the figure of Kunpeng on his back and releases all the pressure! Like Kunpeng overlooking the heaven and earth, he descends as a king!
Everyone, including the fourth-grade warriors, felt the terrifying aura from that vision.
Li Hongying opened her rosy mouth, and her young face had not completely faded away in surprise and shock.
Lu Huan stared at the back of the young man in front of him in trance, as if he saw a figure different from that of the Confucian sage.
"The great roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to ninety thousand miles. If the wind calms down and comes down, it can still win away the water."
"Compared with the Dapeng, the legendary divine bird Dapeng took off and fell with great force. This young man is full of pride and has the ambition to soar into the blue clouds. Even if the strong wind stops and the Dapeng falls, there will be a stir in the rivers and lakes.
Making waves. Li Xingyun dared to face the palace directly with poetry, and used the strong wind to compare the palace. Even if there was no strong wind to take advantage of the momentum, he could still set foot on the top of the cloud! This extraordinary courage shows the spirit of 'crazy life'!"
What made Lu Huan feel the mood of a teenager the most was the last two couplets - "Everyone in the world sneered when they saw my extraordinary temperament and heard my eloquent words. Sages and sages can still be afraid of future generations, but their husbands must not be young."
"The world naturally refers to the people of the Ye family, and "special tune" refers to extraordinary remarks. The young man's "wild talk" was ridiculed by others. So the young man brought up the story of the saint's knowledge and his descendants and ridiculed them. It was a mockery of the people from the Ye family,
It’s ironic again, the young man is full of energy!”
Looking at the development of the incident, Lu Huan is most able to understand that Li Xingyun composed this poem at this moment.
It’s not that a young man got it by accident, it’s that the right time, place, and right people, and the young man’s high spirits made him realize it!
"Pass it to the world!!"
"War... war poem!!!"
Due to the publication of the poem "The Legend of the World", the temple was shaken and a group of people were awakened. Some of the new students who had just received the talent initiation walked out of the academy before they had time to understand the mystery of the child's realm. Then they saw a scene that made their souls tremble.
Looking at the indigestible scene, he stammered.
Confucianism and Taoism are of the same lineage. If one of the two comes out, it will definitely shock the world!
Now, a war poem that has been spread all over the world comes from the mouth of one person!
The originally tense situation was stopped because of this war poem that was spread throughout the world.
Everyone looked at Li Xingyun in horror, as if they were looking at a terrifying monster, comparable to the powerful monsters and ancient gods and demons that ravaged the human race back then!
Outside the Holy Mountain, due to the great influence of the poetry spread all over the world, many Confucian masters came one after another.
Green lotus clouds spread all over the sky.
The three bachelors who had rushed to Li Xingyun's home before were also among them, but this time it was not just the bachelors.
"Those are the bachelors from major academies!!" The onlookers recognized some people who were famous in Chang'an.
Another two rays of rainbow light came over, two great scholars!!
"Two great scholars in the Holy Court!" Lord Lu Huan recognized them at a glance and bowed respectfully.
Any of the three great Confucian scholars is the pinnacle of Confucianism and Taoism, and is also the foundation for guarding the human race from foreign interference.
Now all the details are revealed, all because of one person!
"The war poems with great talents spread all over the world, which can touch the hearts of saints!" One of the great scholars with a goatee looked at the image of Kunpeng on Li Xingyun's back, his talents soared to the sky, and he was a little frightened.
There is no before or after in learning, those who master come first.
There are war poems that have been spread all over the world. Even though he has been promoted to a great scholar for many years, he has never had an epiphany!
But when Li Xingyun first entered Confucianism and Taoism, he suddenly understood the war poems that have been passed down to the world!
"War poems are spread all over the world!" The visitor to the Ye Mansion suddenly felt his scalp numb, and the few sixth-grade Confucian scholars were even more frightened.
Only by walking this journey can I better understand the meaning of a war poem that is spread all over the world.
That means there is a great chance of using this poem to gain a foothold as a Confucian scholar in the future!
A sure-fire future great scholar!!!
Who dares to despise his future? Who dares to say that his future is not good?
"The great roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to ninety thousand miles. If the wind stops and comes down, it can still winnow the water. When people see me, they all sneer when they hear my great words. A sage can still fear his offspring, but a husband can't.
Young and young.”
The air was filled with the decree made up of each word.
boom!!!
The sky seemed to be about to split open, and a shadow stood proudly in the mid-air.
"Put away the clouds and see the blue sky! Holy... saintly methods!!! Shocking saint!"
The power that can push away the clouds and see the blue sky must be the method of a saint!
Seeing the phantom of the saint is as if the saint is present in person!
Scholars all over the world worship him.
The fourth-grade martial artist from the Ye Mansion, whose arrogance just now was instantly weakened, his body trembled and couldn't bear the pressure, and his legs became weak and fell to the ground.
The phantom of the saint looked at Li Xingyun, and Li Xingyun also looked up with Kunpeng Tu on his back.
"A good sage can still be afraid of future generations, but his husband must not be young!" The phantom of the saint laughed, and the sound spread throughout Chang'an.
In the eyes of other readers, when listening to this poem, the first line, "The roc rises with the wind in one day, soaring ninety thousand miles" has the most shocking impact.
Because it is the soul that forms the war poem!
But from the perspective of a saint, he greatly appreciated Li Xingyun's last sentence.
"Students pay homage to the saint!" Li Xingyun did not dare to make excuses and bowed humbly.
"No!" The saint's shadow gently extended a hand, holding Li Xingyun in a bow gesture, and said: "Going and returning is your family matter. But if you are willing to stay, would you like to study in the Holy Academy?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Li Xingyun with intense eyes.
Studying in the Holy Academy is an absolute honor for scholars!
Even if some people are struggling to get into the Holy Court, it depends on whether the Holy Court is willing to teach.
From now on, just with the title of disciple of the Holy Academy, where can I go in the world?
Li Xingyun also knew that by inviting him to the Holy Court at this time, the saint was actually rescuing him from the siege.
After all, with the Holy Court at its back, if the palace still wants to force us, we have to think carefully.
"Your Majesty, this is a great thing." Qin Keqing also urged Li Xingyun happily and eagerly.
Li Xingyun naturally knew that this was a good thing, but he still had one thing in mind.
Entering the Holy Academy means that he has to live in an ivory tower-like academy life. Although he has the teachings of great scholars and saints, and the guidance of famous teachers, he can take many detours, and there are people to protect him, so he can say that he has no worries.
But that will undoubtedly slow down your own practice. After all, the publication of famous works cannot be achieved at any time in an ivory tower.
Li Xingyun looked at the phantom of the saint, and continued to bow after being stopped. He said sheepishly: "This disciple is willing to enter the holy courtyard, but I would like to ask the saint to agree to my two unkind requests."
"???" Everyone was as shocked as if they had seen a ghost when they heard what Li Xingyun said.
Do you dare to raise conditions for entering the Holy Court? This is the first time in history!