As night fell, Dongping Street gradually became quiet. Su Ping'an let Lang Yigu take him around for a walk during the day. He was a little tired, so he went back to his room early and lay down.
Not long after he went to bed, he fell asleep, but during his sleep he had a dream.
In his dream, he seemed to be in a paradise, surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers, splashing waterfalls, singing birds, fragrant flowers, and pavilions and waterside pavilions.
And in the waterside pavilion, there was a figure sitting upright.
From a distance, the man is tall and tall, with a straight back and white hair. He seems to be an old man. Although his back is turned to others, he can still make people feel an intimidating aura, and there is a faint
, that back figure still looks familiar.
"Your Excellency is..."
Su Ping'an subconsciously wanted to ask, but suddenly a huge pressure came over him, forcing him to hold back his next words.
The weight was like a mountain. Su Pingan felt that his shoulders were weighing heavily, and his body immediately sank, almost crushing him to the ground.
"Oh no, what's going on?!"
Su Ping'an's expression changed, and he subconsciously mobilized his literary energy to resist.
Click...
With a crisp sound, a piece of bluestone floor under his feet was torn apart by him under the huge pressure, and Su Ping'an's complexion also turned pale. He felt that the pressure was getting heavier and heavier, and gradually it was like a mountain, and a sense of crisis enveloped him.
In his heart, he could no longer care about anything else. At that moment, the literary energy in his body suddenly exploded, and the two strands of 'Dao Yun' on the literary heart tree in his body also shone brightly, escaping a trace of the power of heaven to help him resist the pressure.
boom……
There was a roar in the void, like summer thunder exploding in the void.
Under Su Pingan's full resistance, the pressure on his body was like a stone slab being suddenly lifted off, which made his whole body feel light.
At this time, the figure under the water pavilion spoke, "Okay, very good..."
As he spoke, the figure also turned around. While Su Ping'an was breathing slightly, he could see the man's face clearly. Then he was surprised and subconsciously shouted: "Old Man Luo?"
Qingyi Hou Luolie's forehead darkened, "What the hell, Old Man Luo, you are still so young."
"I'm sorry, my shouting went smoothly. I'll try not to shout in front of you in the future."
"..." Luo Lie's face turned darker.
Listen, listen... What this kid is talking about is human language. What is meant by not shouting in front of your face? That means shouting behind your back. This guy is simply...
However, Luo Lie had already learned about Su Ping'an's temper when he was in Qingyun County. A guy who is not even afraid of the 'Confucian sage' and dares to bargain, it is simply an extravagant hope for you to expect this guy to respect his elders.
Luo Lie then waved his hand with a wry smile, and then called to Su Ping'an: "Boy, come here, sit down first, I'm looking for you today because I have something to explain to you."
Su Ping'an didn't know what politeness meant, so he walked over carelessly, and when he came to the waterside pavilion, he saw that there was tea. He subconsciously picked up a cup and took a sip, and then asked curiously: "Is this happening to me?"
In a dream, maybe, but why does drinking tea in a dream still taste so good, just like drinking tea in reality? How is this possible?"
Seeing Su Ping'an's curiosity, Luo Lie felt a little proud in his eyes, but he put on a nonchalant look on his face. He twirled his beard and said: "Simple, these are just small tricks. When you get to a place like this
Realm, you will understand it without saying anything!"
"..."
Luo Lie's answer made Su Ping'an couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Damn it, let this old man pretend, so I’ll keep asking this question.
Seeing Su Ping'an's deflated look, Luo Lie always found it interesting, but then he thought of business, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "Actually, I came to you in my dream this time because I want to explain to you something about Confucian Sage Wenshan.
"
"Confucian sage Wenshan?"
"That's right. You did very well in this Wen Gong School Entrance Examination Competition. After your injury is almost healed, Wen Gong's rewards will be notified, and this reward is a person who can enter the Confucian Sage
Wenshan's quota is also the bet I made with Wen Gong."
When it came to the bet, Su Pingan remembered that Bai Hao and Luo Feng had mentioned it to him before.
When Su Ping'an fought with Sun Jiufang, Wen Gong wanted to trouble him directly afterwards, but Luo Lie blocked them all. Moreover, it is said that they also made a rule that they could not let Wen Xiu in the Wenshi realm take action against Su Ping'an.
.
But now listening to Luo Lie's words, it seems that the original negotiation was not just as simple as this one rule. It seemed that they had already thought of the assessment of the Wen Gong Competition and made a bet because of it.
As for the content of the bet, it doesn't take much thinking to know that Luo Lie must have bet on himself to win, otherwise he wouldn't come to him now and praise himself for doing well.
As for what price Luo Lie would pay if he lost, that was unknown.
But Luo Lie secretly did so much for himself, which still touched Su Pingan.
He even respected Luo Lie's tone and asked: "Then what exactly is this 'Confucian Sage Wenshan'?"
Luo Lie said: "To put it simply, 'Confucian Sage Wenshan' is a test left by the Confucian Sage. As early as when Wen Palace was not established, it was just an academy, and the Confucian Sage had not yet become a saint.
In order to create Taoism, the Confucian sages came to Wen Gong Academy to study and understood the Tao through reading books, thus laying an indelible foundation for future sainthood.
Therefore, after becoming a saint, Confucian Sage returned to Wen Palace to repay his kindness in reading books. At the same time, he also felt that humanity was not easy at that time and wanted to bring some hope to the people in Damingfu. Therefore, Confucian Sage personally set up a
A 'Literature Mountain' is waiting to select some talented literary cultivators to help them avoid detours in their subsequent practice and hone their Taoist minds. The academy relied on this 'Literature Mountain' and later created
Today's 'Wen Gong'.
However, it is not that easy to enter Wenshan Mountain. Generally, the realm requires you to be in the ninth realm of scribes..."
When talking about this, Su Ping'an interrupted and asked: "Why?"
Luo Lie smiled and replied: "Because the ninth realm of scribes is only one step away from breaking through to the scribes, but some people can't even take this step in their entire lives, so the elders of the Wen Palace thought of using Wenshan's training, maybe they can
Help students take this step. Coupled with the special rules of Confucian sage Wenshan, a literary cultivator can only enter once in his life, so Wenshan gradually came to have this rule.
Later, facts proved that the idea of the Wen Palace elders was right. Almost 70% of the literary cultivators who entered Wenshan in the past were trained by Wenshan and were eventually promoted to Wenshi. This is what Wen Palace has been able to do in the past thousand years.
The reason why it developed so fast and became a holy place is because it produced countless literary masters.
Even the Divine Capital Literary Academy is jealous of the "Confucian Sage Wenshan" of the Literary Palace, so the two set up an "exchange" competition between the Literary Palace and the Literary Academy every three years. The Literary Academy aims to gain admission.
The quota for Confucian sage Wenshan..."
"So that's it..."
When Su Ping'an heard this, he was a little shocked, but then when he thought about his own strength, he couldn't help but wonder: "But I am still only at the seventh level of the scribe, so is it too early for me to enter the 'Confucian Sage Literature Mountain'?