I Evolved The Heavens

"Lord!"

Everyone bowed and bowed, even Hong Xuanji was not listed.

Although he was the imperial master of the dynasty, his status and status were not under the prince at all, or even surpassed.

But being able to write an article that Bai Shengdu agrees with, he has to respect.

Yang Yi smiled slightly and said: "The movement is a bit big, which has disturbed you and disturbed other candidates in the exam."

With that, he gathered up the test paper, and then covered it with a white paper.

More than three thousand words that looked like a bright moon have converged, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, re-submerged in the test paper.

The vision in midair also disappeared.

The corners of the mouths of Hong Xuanji, Li Shenguang and others couldn't help but twitched. Seeing that the Prince looked like this, it seemed that he didn't take such a major matter into his heart at all, and his heart was too great.

Li Shenguang hurriedly said, "Master, the next official wants to read your article, please allow it."

"no!"

Before Yang Yi spoke, Hong Xuanji interrupted directly. He said in a deep voice, "Prince Ming wrote an article on the Holy Way, which is a grand event in the literary world of my dynasty. This article should be read by your Majesty first."

In fact, the article is a trivial matter, and this manuscript is the major matter.

It can be said that this is no longer an examination paper, but the equivalent of Zhuzi's manuscript.

It is a supreme Magical Item in itself, and its magical uses are endless.

Li Shenguang opened his mouth to say something, but finally nodded helplessly.

The emperor has moved out, what else can he say?

Hong Xuanji said, "My lord, I want to take this manuscript away, can I?"

Yang Yi nodded: "Yes."

Although this manuscript is strange, he may not be able to write it out in the future.

But this is only difficult, not impossible to write.

So a manuscript is handed over when it is handed in.

Hong Xuanji nodded, he walked forward and wanted to pick up the test paper, but the test paper did not move.

"One word is a thousand catties!"

Hong Xuanji's pupils shrank tightly, and with the power of others, he didn't even pick up the test paper at once.

He then took a deep breath and changed his mentality. He no longer took the manuscript from the higher authority, but asked him to take the manuscript with the mentality of a reader.

So, he lightly picked up the test paper that should have been motionless.

Yang Yi said to Li Shenguang, "Master Li, I have also handed in this test paper, so I will leave first."

Li Shenguang nodded and said: "Wang Ye go slowly."

Yang Yi walked out of the hall and turned his head to look at the gloomy champion Hou. He smiled slightly and said, "Master Hou, you seem to have lost this competition. I don't know when the lottery will be sent to this palace?"

The article drew a hundred sages Qiming, not to mention the first name in the test, the test is also an ironclad champion.

Champion Hou coldly said: "Within ten days, it will definitely be sent to the Prince's Mansion."

"Then thank you Lord Hou, goodbye, you can continue to do the problem."

Yang Yi smiled, turned and left.

For the champion Hou this person, since you are facing up, you should do your best to suppress it, because this kind of person will not get along with you because of your concession, but will only arouse stronger resentment in his heart.

Seeing Yang Yi away from the back, the champion Hou's eyes were only cold.

What about Hundred Saints Qiming, it's just Grand Great Master, he was about to slap a bunch of people with one hand.

...

Royal palace.

Go to the study.

Emperor Qian was correcting the memorial, when he saw Hong Xuanji hurriedly walk in, holding a test paper in his hand, and his eyes were filled with joy.

Emperor Qian was curious. He and Hong Xuanji's ministers for twenty years, knew that the other party was like an icy robot. How could it be so often today.

Before he asked, Hong Xuanji was already overjoyed and said: "Congratulations, your majesty, this is Prince Ming's test paper. It has just attracted a hundred sages in the Gongyuan. It is the blessing of great work. My literary luck has reached its peak. ."

"What, Hundred Saints Qiming, let me have a look."

Emperor Qian was shocked, and then he was ecstatic, never doubting Hong Xuanji's words.

Hong Xuanji stepped forward, holding the test paper in both hands.

Emperor Qian hurriedly took the test paper and placed it on the desk. Looking at the first page, Hong Xuanji stepped forward two steps, standing behind Emperor Qian, and also couldn't wait to read it.

He was also curious about what article Ming Prince Yang Yi had written.

Looking at the pages of the manuscripts, Emperor Qian and Hong Xuanji became more shocked as they looked at them, because the test paper contained only more than 3,000 words, but it actually contained a complete and logical doctrine.

Because of the limitation of the number of words, this text is extremely concise, and it can be described as a jewel of words.

At first reading, they only felt wonderful.

But this kind of swallowing up and down can't understand the true meaning of this doctrine at all, and it takes a long time and careful understanding.

Soon, all the manuscripts were read.

Emperor Qian was shocked and his eyes widened: "Mystery, you are sure, this is really written by Thirteen. How is this possible? How can such an unprecedented theory be written by him."

Not to mention this theory that can be compared to the scholars, even if a certain faction is established, which one is not a great Confucian who is not a master?

The thirteenth prince Yang Yi is only fifteen years old.

What's more, in the past fourteen years, the other party has never shown a talent for writing.

If it weren't for Hong Xuanji, he would think someone was lying to him.

Hong Xuanji's heart was also shaken. He knew what Emperor Qian meant. Emperor Qian was not asking if it was Yang Yi's work, but how could Yang Yi created this theory. Is it because he was taken away by others?

Although Yang Yi's spirit and flesh are unified, there is no guarantee that there will be a ruthless person who will renounce his own way?

Hong Xuanji's eyes flashed brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Such a theory is enough to support the ascetics through seven thunder catastrophes and become a creator. The Weichen really can't think of any creator who will abolish the Cultivation Base and reborn as a royal family. ."

This is actually not to belittle the royal family, but the Creator is too strong.

Mengshenji is now the creator, but has assassinated the last two emperors one after another, and controlled several dynasties.

For such a character, wherever he needs to be reborn as a royal family, he must be straightforward.

"Hahaha!"

Emperor Qian burst into laughter: "Mysterious, thirteen should be Sage in the world. If you have a son, why not worry about it?"

Although he is a fake emperor, the true emperor has been hiding in the seal of the emperor's seal for a long time. He has already fully entered the role and silently regarded Yang Yi as his own son.

Therefore, how could he be unhappy.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations."

...

Prince Ming's mansion, practice room.

Yang Yi sat on the futon in the Lotus Position, his eyes closed slightly, thinking about the test article.

His article was shocked not only by Hundred Saints, but also by himself.

In the past, he always thought of stealing his studies, so that he could absorb dozens of hundreds of years of learning and cultivation experience from others without any effort.

To a large extent, this approach allowed his Cultivation Base to advance by leaps and bounds.

But in the same way, it will definitely shack his development in the future.

Squandering gradually becomes fascinating. If he does not have his own core ideas and thoughts, he will definitely be submerged in other people's thoughts in the future, unable to extricate himself from it.

Zi said: My way is always consistent.

There are countless truths in the world, and my Dao is always consistent, so all the Dao of the world is my Dao.

Yang Yi suddenly woke up, just like he was writing an article today. Because of rethinking the mind, his wisdom has greatly increased and he has easily crossed the threshold of seven thunder tribulations.

Without this opportunity, if he wants to survive seven thunder tribulations, it may take a year or even several years of hard work.

The knowledge of others belongs to others after all.

Only assimilation and integration, it belongs to own wisdom.

What he has to do next is to determine his own ‘Tao’, and then use it consistently and integrate the ‘Tao’ of the world as his own use, in this way the right way.

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