I Become A Saint By Studying

"You want to meet this senior?"

Zheng Zhiqiu's words made all the bachelors quiet down, and all looked at him with fiery eyes.

A bachelor said excitedly, "The dean means... can we meet?"

Wow!

There was an uproar in the crowd again, and everyone trembled with excitement.

They don't know who this senior is, but they know what kind of existence this will be after thinking about it.

First of all, this senior has an earth-level artifact.

Secondly, those who own the earth-level cultural treasures are at least at the level of the dean of the academy.

fourth rank gentleman.

Do not!

It should be a third rank Confucian.

Because their dean, Zheng Zhiqiu, is a scholar in the fourth rank gentleman's realm, and even he can't do this.

"Third rank Confucian!"

"It must be a third rank Confucian! Otherwise, it would be impossible to do this..."

Some bachelors guessed the identity of this senior, which immediately made the scalps of other bachelors tingle.

He is actually a third rank Confucian.

Are they eligible to see this senior?

"Fortunately, I came to witness this poem on the inscription, which not only gave birth to literary courage, but also had the opportunity to meet a third rank Confucian... I am the third in the academy, and the dean will definitely give priority to me!"

Among the crowd, Li Wenbo, who was carrying a food box, trembled with excitement and whispered in his heart.

"If you can meet this senior... then Sansheng is lucky!"

"yes!"

"Dean, can we meet this senior?"

The scholars were also very excited, looking at Zheng Zhiqiu expectantly.

They can feel it.

There is a great chance to meet this senior.

third rank Confucianism!

This is enough for them to blow for a lifetime!

"It's not a third rank Confucian!"

At this moment, Chen Jinbei couldn't bear it any longer, so he took the initiative to stand up and said, "You know this person, and you have already met him..."

Click!

Li Wenbo shivered.

Already seen it?

hum!

The figure of Lin Yi suddenly appeared in his mind, and his heart went cold for a moment, just like the food box in his hand.

"Impossible, maybe...the dean of Junji Academy?" Li Wenbo comforted himself.

"Have you seen it?"

All the scholars were stunned, looking at each other, they were very confused.

When the third rank Confucian came to the academy, there was a very strong welcoming ceremony.

This sense of ritual cannot be missed.

Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to great Confucianism, disrespectful to literary ethics, the dean could not make such a mistake.

How many masters also stared?

How do they not know?

The new faces they saw during this time, except for the newcomers Lin Yi and Su Huaizhi, there was no one else.

Impossible... the senior who made this inscribed poem is Lin Yi again, right?

This is totally impossible.

For one thing, Lin Yi has no earth-level treasures.

Secondly, it is impossible for Lin Yi to compose three poems in a row that are talented and talented.

Because there is no such arrogance in the world.

"Hehe! Mr. Chen couldn't be more clear about this poem on the inscription...Let him explain it!"

Dean Zheng Zhiqiu smiled without saying a word, and signaled Chen Jinbei to come to the showdown.

Swish!

All eyes fell on Chen Jinbei, staring at him firmly.

"Lin Yi!"

Chen Jinbei said it, and deliberately emphasized his tone, and said solemnly, "It's Lin Yi, and this poem of calling the plaque is also written by him!"

"..."

quiet!

The entire main hall of the academy suddenly became deathly silent, the atmosphere was dignified, and needles could be heard.

Slap!

Suddenly, the food box in Li Wenbo's hand fell to the ground, breaking the silence in the hall.

His mouth was slightly opened, tears were in his eyes, and his brain was buzzing.

He...why didn't he deliver food to Lin Yi?

Why do you want to come here to join in the fun?

But come and regret for a lifetime?

Do not!

He has regretted it for the rest of his life just because he came here.

After a while!

"impossible!"

A white-faced bachelor stepped forward, he was the first to deny it, and explained, "We can comprehend literary courage because the poem on the inscription has the blessing of earth-level cultural treasures!"

"Lin Yi's poems are the ones we admire, but...Master Chen said that the poem on the inscription is Lin Yi's, but my disciples don't think so!"

"That's right! Lin Yi is enlightened at the ninth grade, and he doesn't even have a literary fame. He can make the earth-level Wenbao recognize the master? A joke!"

"Master Chen, this joke is not funny..."

Other scholars who came to their senses also expressed their opinions one after another. No one believed that the poem on the inscription was written by Lin Yi.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

The poems on the inscription plaques need to be written by local cultural treasures, and Lin Yi can be completely ruled out for this point.

"Ha ha……"

Li Wenbo couldn't help laughing at that time.

He even laughed a little crazy, "Hahahaha..."

"What are you doing? Li Wenbo, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm afraid that this book boy is the one who has lost his mind..."

All the scholars were startled by Li Wenbo's laughter, their scalps were a little numb, and they laughed without warning, it was too penetrating!

Chen Jinbei looked at Li Wenbo.

"Wrong, you are all wrong!"

Li Wenbo squatted down, picked up the food box, and opened the food box tremblingly under the attention of everyone.

When he saw that the food was safe and sound, he let out a long breath.

All the scholars looked at each other, and looked at Li Wenbo who was behaving abnormally, puzzled.

at this time.

Li Wenbo untied his Confucian shirt, carefully wrapped the food box to keep warm, looked at the scholars and said, "The treasure of our academy, the Qinglang pen... I have already recognized Lin Yi as the master!"

The voice fell.

First there was a brief silence, then...

Wow!

The entire main hall of the academy erupted into an uproar, and all the bachelors and masters were so frightened that goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

"Qing... the Qinglang pen recognizes the owner?"

"Is it Lin Yi? The academy's ancestral precepts... didn't it say that... the sub-sage... only the qualifications of the sub-sage can recognize the master?"

"No...impossible!"

All the scholars and masters were so frightened that they couldn't believe it was true.

Pingzhou Academy is a cultural treasure of local rank.

But...Even the headmaster can only use it three times in his life, and only the academy disciples who have found the talent of the sub-sage are worthy of it.

That is.

Lin Yi has the qualifications of a sub-sage?

They were all in shock, and turned to look at the dean Zheng Zhiqiu.

A master said tremblingly, "President, is what Li Wenbo and Mrs. Chen said true?"

"kindness!"

Zheng Zhiqiu nodded earnestly, and said, "The poem on the inscription plaque was indeed written by Lin Yi with the Qinglang brush, and the Qinglang set... has already recognized the owner!"

"what?"

"One... a set? Not just Qinglang pens?"

The hairs of all the scholars and masters were standing on end, and their figures were trembling non-stop.

A sense of numbness rushed straight to Tianling Gai!

It is shocking enough for a Qinglang pen to recognize the master.

Unexpectedly, not only the Qinglang brush, but also the Qinglang inkstone and Qinglang ink... have been passed down to Lin Yi.

"It's still too late! It's not completely cooled yet..."

Li Wenbo just felt dizzy and couldn't care about his own image, so he staggered towards the small courtyard with the food box in his arms.

At this moment, he was really convinced!

Two poems on the inscription, one poem on the inscription... These are just the strengths of Lin Yi's Ninth Stage Enlightenment Stage.

What about the eighth grade Liming?

Seventh rank benevolent person, sixth rank Confucian scholar, fifth rank virtue...

perhaps.

During his lifetime as Lin Yi's child, he was able to witness the emergence of talented poems, and even... talent Mingguo.

"It's Lin Yi, it's really Lin Yi!"

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced..."

"Today he made us feel brave, just like what we said just now... Lin Yi will be my teacher, kneeling three times and knocking nine times!"

"When three people walk together, there must be my teacher! Lin Yi should be my teacher! Be my teacher!"

Seeing Li Wenbo losing his composure, all the scholars instantly understood Lin Yi's great potential.

They didn't care about other things, they went straight to Li Wenbo, and they wanted to meet Lin Yi who taught them how to be brave.