The feeling brought by the Wenxing Red Dragon was completely different. Song Mu could feel that it was full of infinite energy.
This is almost the same as the literary power blessing I received when I wrote articles.
It can even be said that now I don’t have to work hard to write such a great article, but I can get the blessing of such huge literary power.
This is very surprising.
The realm of Juren is also divided into nine levels. A, B, and C each have three levels: upper, middle and lower.
But unlike when a scholar reaches a state, which can be accelerated by constantly touching Wenxing, in this state of judging people, almost all students in the examination room can only cross the threshold of being a scholar and judging people, and even
After finishing the exam, I was not even in the lower level.
Only a few people can write extremely well and reach the level of Bingxia.
Song Mu had also felt it carefully before. At that time, his realm level should be at C, but if he wanted to move up to the next level, the literary power required would be very vast.
In the realm of Juren, because the use of literary power has become more proficient, the moves used are also very powerful, and can even drive some rather strange moves, and all of these require the blessing of massive literary power.
It is precisely because of this that every promotion to the Juren realm requires a huge amount of time and experience.
But now, the huge literary energy brought by Wen Xing is almost crazily filling his meridians at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Song Mu could feel that under the rapid movement of Dantian, a large amount of literary energy had been transformed into vast literary power, which was slowly settling in the meridians around his body.
At this moment, the contact between Song Mu's literary power and Wen Xing still existed. Naturally, Song Mu immediately understood that this was the benefit brought by opening the Wen Xing with his own hands.
As a Jieyuan, I can actually get this extra blessing.
Song Mu calmed down at this moment, and concentrated on guiding the continuous operation of the literary power in his body, and then continued to make it the cornerstone of his own realm.
This all seems very slow and seems to be completed in an instant.
When the red light almost completely disappeared from his body, Song Mu slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, a light flashed in his eyes, and the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared.
The strong wind swept away, and the people around him slowly opened their eyes. At this moment, the old man saw Song Mu and nodded slowly.
"Yes, it's just that in this moment, he has already reached the level of C Middle School. Jieyuan is indeed a bit more talented."
When the old man said this, the people around him looked surprised when they heard it, but Song Mu had already stood up and saluted respectfully towards him.
"Thank you, sir, for baptizing Wenxing."
The old man waved his hand, and with a wave of his hand, ten Wenshi waist badges appeared in front of everyone. At this moment, he was smiling at Song Mu and said.
"You deserve all this, but remember that scholars have reached the point where they are most afraid of quick success and instant gain. This state of cultivation must be polished after returning home."
Song Mu saw the belt falling into his hands, and nodded seriously when he heard this. Seeing that the belt was much more exquisite than his scholar belt, he handed it over again, and then walked towards the altar.
Go.
Under the altar, there were already many young men waiting with the robes and hats of the people.
Many of the candidates who came down from the altar had a somewhat excited expression on their faces, but there were also those who were on the deputy list but failed to successfully enter the realm of candidates who were sighing repeatedly, and some even cried softly.
Song Mu was surprised to see one of them.
Sun Fang was also among them at the moment, but when he saw Song Mu, he rushed over with red eyes.
He is already at the level of being a great person.
"Jing Zhao, this time, it is my senior brother who accepts your love!"
Sun Fang had already walked in front of Song Mu. He bowed heavily to Song Mu and said with great excitement in his tone.
Song Mu was also stunned. At this moment, he quickly stepped forward to help the other party, but he also looked at Sun Fang and showed a heartfelt smile.
"Senior Brother Sun, it's great that you can enter the Juzi realm!"
Sun Fang wiped his red eyes and said excitedly to Song Mu.
"This is all thanks to Jing Zhao. Do you still remember the poem you wrote for us in the county school? I have been very troubled in the provincial examination these days, but I am so good at writing. Today I am lucky enough to get this list, and I am also very happy
I thought silently in my heart, and sure enough, that Wenxing came with his literary spirit and helped me break through the shackles along the way!"
Sun Fang spoke with emotion, and many people nearby also came over to congratulate him. However, they looked at Song Mu with a bit of surprise.
When Song Mu heard what Sun Fang said, he suddenly remembered Shao Le during the college examination, but at this moment he still smiled and shook his head, cupped his hands and said.
"Senior brother, this is just a last-minute thing for you, so don't belittle yourself."
"Song Mu is also here to congratulate senior brother."
Sun Fang nodded repeatedly, his expression surging for a moment.
At this time, everyone had already arrived at the altar. They were receiving their robes according to the officials' voices, and then they couldn't wait to take off their clothes and put on the robes.
Song Mu also received his own examination uniform.
This suit is made of Suzhou and Hangzhou silk and satin. The whole body is navy blue, decorated with black moiré patterns, tied with a blue belt, and has a black futou on the head. It already looks completely majestic.
It was quite difficult for Song Mu to get this uniform. Because of his body shape, the uniform size uniform in the examination room seemed to be unable to cover his feet.
So the examination center quickly thought of a way and found a tailor to sew it again, and then rushed to make a new set of uniforms for Song Mu.
Song Mu also started to dress at this moment. The upper body of this dress felt quite decent, and his hair was tied up high, giving him a somewhat mature look.
Song Mu also smiled knowingly, feeling a little excited in his heart at this moment.
If my second uncle and the others saw me like this, they would be very happy to come up and take a look, right?
But at this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the side. Song Mu looked up and saw that it was Song Liwen.
At this moment, he was also among the crowd, and had already changed into his uniform. He also pinned his waistband for the title of Humanities Examination on his waist, and looked at Song Mu with his eyes.
Song Mu looked at him unceremoniously at the moment, with a bit of coldness in his eyes.
Seemingly frightened by Song Mu's current pressure, Song Liwen lowered his head immediately after just looking at each other.
Song Mu curled up his lips, and at this moment, he also pinned his waist badge on his waist, and then under the guidance of the clerk, he came to the north gate of the examination hall again.
After all the candidates were baptized by Wenxing, the most important ceremony of the day came next.
Parade the streets with your son to show your achievements.
This kind of scene will also allow the rural examination candidates to be supported and cheered by thousands of people. This kind of scene is also the scene that countless literati students are most looking forward to.
As everyone finished changing their clothes one by one, they were now divided into three rows and stood at the door. Song Mu, as Jie Yuan, stood in the first place, holding his head high.
The next moment, the bronze bell on the examination hall rang again, buzzing everywhere. In just a moment, it already attracted countless cheers from the people outside.
The voice of an official outside sounded again, and at this moment, the north door was pushed open again.
The cheers of mountains and tsunamis came like a wave, and Song Mu felt that he was back to those days ago, when the provincial examination had just been completed and the entrance to the examination hall was opened.