I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

Entrance to the ancient sage stone forest.

The portal seemed to be able to absorb light, and it was impossible to see what it was inside.

Sitting on the straw mat next to him was an old man in a gray robe, who seemed to be the steward of this ancestral hall. At this time, he was looking down and reading.

Look at this expression as if... the teacher in the teaching group is writing a question while studying.

Hearing footsteps, the old man raised his head.

He put down his books and saw Su Lingyin, who was disguised as a man, and laughed: "It's Xiao Lingyin. Grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time. He seems to have grown up in a blink of an eye. Today, the autumn test came This?

Didn't you hide from Su Ping that stinky boy, came in among the students to play?

"Grandpa's eyes are so fierce, you can see it all at once."

A trace of emotion flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was feeling relieved.

Su Lingyin sticks out her tongue and cleverly passes over to hammer the old man's shoulder.

"It seems that Lao Su met this old steward, so it's no wonder that he dared to pat his chest and tell me to go through the back door..." Li Xuan was clear in his heart.

"Who is this young man?"

The old man saw Li Xuan, and a trace of teasing appeared on the old face: "You can't come here casually, and you can't bring your sweetheart in next time."

"No..."

Su Lingyin hurriedly placed her white hand, and then realized that the old man was joking with her, blushing and said, "My father asked me to be with my husband."

"Mr?"

The old man had a few doubts, and then a majestic breath flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen Li Xuan from the inside out.

But looking from the left to the right, this young man didn't seem to have any cultivation skills.

Then he wanted to understand again.

This is probably because the kid Su Ping used a method to deceive it... it must have taken a lot of effort, and it is normal that he cannot see it as an incarnation.

"If that's the case, then go in."

The old man nodded, then lowered his head to continue reading.

Walking to the door, Su Lingyin suddenly pinched Li Xuan's skirt a little nervously, as if there was something scary inside.

Li Xuan smiled, took her little hand directly, and walked through the door.

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness fell, and there was a slight sense of weightlessness. It took a while before I felt as if I were on the ground.

It looks like an ordinary ancestral hall on the outside, but there is a cave inside.

The rolling green mountains and green waters are like a small world.

There is a yellow-orange-orange ball of light hanging in the sky, and the gentle light is washed out. It is planted with slightly swaying purple bamboo. The flowers of various colors are vying for beauty. You can see animals and birds.

Inwardly, he could hear the sound of a loud book, and the breeze carried the fragrance of ink on his face.

It can only be described in four words:

"Weird."

These are actually not physical objects, most of which are manifested by the literary spirit.

Between these anomalies, there is a winding path leading directly to the weathered Tallinn ahead, and a mottled literary palace is enshrined on the top of the mountain.

At the entrance of the sheep intestine path, there is a statue of the height of a person.

This statue was seen by Li Xuan on the mountain in Buyun Town before, and he worshipped it at that time.

‘The exam location should be in the palace above, right? If I’m late, so no one...’

Li Xuan thought about it and stepped out.

"Mr., really didn't come to participate in the autumn test..." Su Lingyin subconsciously settled, she looked at the small path in front of her and stopped talking.

"what's happenin?"

Li Xuan turned around and said strangely.

Although the environment here is beautiful, there are no desks, chairs, pens, inks, and inks. There is no such thing as an exam.

It's an official exam anyway, there must be a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Otherwise, a large group of people are standing in the field for exams? ? ?

This is not logical.

"Maybe Lingyin is afraid of being recognized by others..." Li Xuan comforted: "It's okay, you are my book boy, just follow behind, I'll help you block it."

"Ok."

Su Lingyin nodded and made great determination.

This is already within the scope of the ancient sages and sages’ stone forest. The plants and trees that you see are all poems or chapters. Withstand the great test.

But since the husband said that it doesn't matter, he just keeps up with it.

Li Xuan strode forward.

I couldn't help feeling a little excited as I set foot on the intestinal path.

The road of Confucianism and Taoism, I am here!

Today, I am practicing as a personal trainee in March, and I must become a glorious Confucianist!

..........

At this time, in front of the open space outside the ancestral hall, almost all the students came.

They didn't have Su Lingyin with them, so naturally they could only wait outside. After all, the ancestral hall in front of the ancient sage stone forest was not allowed to enter without permission.

Ji Xiao endured the compliments of the scholars who rushed to the exam, and returned the courtesy very decently, but did not participate in the discussion.

Those who dared to take part in the partial test were all rich in economics, and the topics discussed frequently touched his blind spots of knowledge.

With so many smart people here, they will get out of the way if they want to show off.

If you talk too much, you will lose, Ji Xiao knows this truth.

Moreover, he also calmed down slightly.

Because this place has a kind of solemn atmosphere besides the literary atmosphere, as if it makes people have no secrets from head to toe, but fortunately the stone inscription in his arms helped him offset most of the pressure.

If it is revealed, I am afraid it will be nailed to the stigma of the literati.

After a while.

Just now, the old man walked out of the ancestral hall with his hands on his back. The students calmed down. They all knew him. It was the oldest surviving antique in the country of Yan. He was once a sage book boy, and now he is a full-time guardian of the ancient sage stone forest, unless the country is in danger of subjugation. , Otherwise everything outside has nothing to do with him.

But the literati respected it not only because of its long age.

Becoming a book boy next to the saint is a manifestation of strength in itself. With this old man's age, his knowledge is also unimaginable.

Calmly said: "Come to participate in the partial test, you should have a good idea in your mind when you are a little girl. I test the old man without mercy, no matter whose son you are."

What he said was that the old man glanced at Ji Xiao with a reluctant expression, and the latter suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Those who pass enter the ancient sage stone forest to take the next exam, do you have any objections?"

Everyone nodded.

The test to enter the ancient sage stone forest is actually a cutscene, and the old man's level is already a partial test.

The test of the ancient sages in Stone Forest... actually let them have a long experience.

It seems that elementary school students visit scientific research institutions...

"no."

Among the students, Ji Xiao bit the bullet and replied.

After all, it wasn't his own thing, and no one knew how difficult this test was. At this time, his heart began to feel a little unsure.

The old man nodded lightly, and suddenly threw the page in his hand.

I saw the clatter of paper flying all over the sky, like spiritual paper butterflies, neatly arranged in the air, and the words recorded on it bloomed with brilliance.

The open space in front of the ancestral hall changed in an instant.

The surrounding pavilions are gradually fading away, becoming empty, and everyone seems to be stepping in a void.

The white paper hanging in the sky, with articles turned into sand and stone, mountain walls, blue sky, and white clouds, as if slowly forming a new world.

The realm of Confucianism and Taoism!

This is a genuinely written world, which can only be brought out by people with extremely high levels of Confucianism and Taoism. There are gaps in the chest, and the talent required is even more unimaginable.

For these poor students, the world is no different from reality.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of roars began to appear in everyone's ears.

A big Bengteng river that seemed to flow backwards from the sky appeared in front of everyone, with no end in sight at a glance.

The students stood on this big river, as if a little splash of water wet their faces.

This is the test question for this time!

The old man’s voice echoed:

"Those who are up against the current, pass."

"Does this require us to swim up?"

A poor boy didn't understand the way, and said with a smile: "I'm not talented at the bottom, and he often fishes by the river to subsidize his family. This is just right."

After all, he jumped down with a plop.

He was still a little bit self-satisfied. After all, these Confucian scholars probably couldn't swim and thought they were taking advantage.

But I didn't want the unusual water in this river, and the flesh body couldn't float in it, and the scholar throbbed like a duck in it.

He shouted: "Help! I can't swim!!"

Everyone on the shore fell silent.

It is a problem for them to cross the river on their own, and who has spare time to save people.

The poor scholar struggled, but was still washed away by the rushing river, and would never be seen again for a while.

"Eliminate."

The old man's voice sounded again.

Immediately on the side of the mountain wall, an invisible carving knife appeared, and wrote a number after the name of the scholar just now:

"One Chi"

"That man was too impatient. What a pity."

A voice with a little regret came, and the others all looked over, only to see a young scholar with a straight face.

Ji Xiao knew this person and was the eldest son of the Linghu family of the scholars in Kaiyuan City-Linghufu.

Although they are all eldest sons, this one is much more prosperous than his literary name~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a real dragon and phoenix.

"Ask Brother Linghu, what should I do?"

A scholar asked.

The humble disciples immediately gathered their gazes.

Linghufu didn't mean to hide privately, and explained: "Don't forget, everyone, this is a partial exam for the entrance palace, how could it be a test of whether you can swim.

If you want to move forward in the current, you have to be a boat with poems and chapters. If the poems made are good enough, you can travel more distances. It is completely through self and needless to say, you don’t have this strength at your own expense.

All previous partial tests only need to swim thousands of feet. "

"That's it."

A scholar nodded

"Dahe goes east for thousands of miles in autumn, and the egret picks up the lone boat with Pingyun.

I don't know how many people are in the treetops where the prayers are going on this day. "

Suddenly, without waiting for him to mobilize his talents, a two-foot-long pike fell between the white clouds and transformed into a flat boat in the river, and two egrets flew in the sky, guarding the boat.

The student arched his hand towards Linghufu, then set off on a boat.

Linghufu nodded, and also said:

"The clear water lotus does not die, the flowers and leaves are first red.

To know the meaning of Lianxi, you must come here. "

After finishing this poem, a full five feet of white practice fell across the air.

A lotus flower with a length of ten meters grew out of the water, and it carried him away, and the crowd also made a lot of exclamations.

The five-foot literary style is already extremely rare, and Linghu's family deserves to have a profound background, and it is easy to pass the exam.

"I have a poem that can be carved on the stone forest of ancient sages."

Ji Xiao straightened her chest, feeling happy in her heart.

With the "Xia Ke Xing" given by his father, it is not too easy to pass this.

You are writing poems here, I open the door, there are towns and countries open roads, what is a big river in a mere district?

My journey is the stone forest of ancient sages!

He proudly read poems, ready to meet everyone's amazed eyes.