This immortal is a bit fierce

Not long after the exam ended, the textbook, which was regarded as a treasure by the candidates of Xianmen College, was circulated. Coupled with the rumors that the emperor intended to reform the imperial examination system, a small wave of speculation arose in Zhaoyang City.

There was a small group of people who were very interested in the "mathematics, physics, and chemistry" mentioned by Huang Feng. They couldn't wait to get together to study it, and even established an organization. Li Yin allowed this.

Huang Feng was also very interested in these forerunners who were inspired by him. He didn't know how much change these people would bring to Daxia in the future.

Before it was time to publish the results, he learned that Nie Wenxuan was the top scorer in high school. The test paper had been reviewed by many parties and showed no water content.

However, since there was no list, Huang Feng couldn't help him celebrate. He waited until the day when the gold list was named, then called him to his house and had a good time.

To many people, being the number one scholar is just a matter of ancestors.

Nie Wenxuan's face was glowing every day. For him, the first twenty years of his life were just for the present. There is no doubt that he succeeded in doing so.

"No... you can't drink. You have to go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit tomorrow." Nie Wenxuan was already drunk when he said this.

Huang Feng didn't care about this. He held up the cup and said, "I'm kidding. After entering the Huang Mansion, I won't allow you to leave standing. Don't worry, I'll make sure you're sober tomorrow."

Nie Wenxuan was confused: "When did this place become the Huang Mansion?"

Huang Feng slapped him on the back of the head: "You haven't enlightened yourself after reading so many books. No one even mentioned this before you read it!"

Everyone looked sideways, and Lu Kun reminded him: "Don't slap the No. 1 pick's head."

Just as he was talking, Nie Wenxuan staggered and fell to the ground. Huang Feng quickly clarified: "It has nothing to do with me. By the way, how much did he drink?"

Lu Kun glanced at Nie Wenxuan's bowl and sighed: "It's less than half a bowl. This guy doesn't know how to drink. It's boring."

He asked the servants of the house to throw Nie Wenxuan into the room. Without the champion, the rest of the house continued to celebrate without any delay.

Huang Feng also compared his cooking skills with Bi Shuqing, who came to cook for them. He won the victory with his energetic crystal shrimp dumplings, which received many praises from the family.

The next day, Huang Feng helped Nie Wenxuan get rid of his hangover and asked his servants to drive him into the palace in a carriage.

Nie Wenxuan had a close friendship with him, and he was also a student of Wenshou Pavilion's bachelor Yan Wenjing. With this status, Li Yin was very reassured and reused him without hesitation.

Now is the time for Daxia to recruit people, and other candidates who have been named on the gold list also have their own places to show their talents.

Before the excitement in Jiako ended, preparations for ancestor worship began again.

Since Li Yin took the throne, he has not worshiped his ancestors many times. This time, he paid the most attention.

Xiangyang Mountain is located in the east of Zhaoyang City. It is the place where the emperors of Daxia have always worshiped their ancestors. Although it is not the highest mountain in Daxia, it is majestic and restrains the dragon vein of Daxia. It is known as the town mountain of Daxia.

Before the ancestor worship had begun, Huang Feng joked with Li Motang: "You said when the ancestor worship is about to begin, should I appear in the sky to support your father?"

Li Motang looked at him: "It would be nice if you don't make trouble."

This kind of distrust made Huang Feng very dissatisfied. The two of them had made preparations to leave Zhaoyang these days. They would set off after the ancestor worship. They hoped that when they came back, things would not change.

On the day of the ancestor worship, Huang Feng and Li Motang set out with Li Yin's ceremonial guard. It was a short distance and took several days of walking.

Looking up at Xiangyang Mountain, the clouds and mist on the mountain were misty. When Huang Feng searched with his spiritual mind, he was a little surprised.

Sensing his expression, Li Motang hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

Huang Feng sighed: "As expected of Daxia Zhenshan, this mountain has spirit."

"A spirit?"

"Yes, a god born wherever the people's hearts are. Go and say hello to your father. I will show up to surprise him later."

"Don't mess around."

"In terms of important matters, if I ever messed up before, go away." Huang Feng said.

Li Motang then went to find Li Yin, but when he came back, Huang Feng was gone.

Arriving on the cloud, Huang Feng looked down at Xiangyang Mountain. The gods born on this mountain had no immortality, so they were just a wisp of spiritual consciousness without form.

When the "Scroll of Conferring Gods" was unfolded, this ray of spiritual consciousness discovered him. Floating up in the clouds, Huang Feng could feel that the other party was looking at him curiously.

At this time, Li Yin was climbing a mountain. He had just listened to what Li Motang said, and his heart was full of surprises. However, during this period, he gradually accepted that this world was no longer familiar to him. If the hearts of the people of Great Xia were truly united on Zhenshan Mountain, God, he was full of expectations and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Walking all the way to the top of the mountain is easy for Li Yin who is in the Hedao realm.

After walking up to the altar, fireworks were lit in the firewood stove, and Li Yin prepared to greet the gods. However, before the first step of ancestor worship was completed, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky.

The ministers and honor guards knelt on both sides, looking surprised when they saw the golden light shining in the clouds in the sky.

"Ah, I didn't get the timing right." Huang Feng also didn't expect that when he held the "Scroll of Conferring Gods" to cover this ray of spiritual consciousness, a change occurred before he even started writing.

He simply didn't wait any longer and wrote down the name of this spiritual consciousness on the "Scroll of Conferring Gods" and named it "Zhongji", taking the meaning of the common people of Daxia and working together to make him a god.

As he started writing, a golden-armored god slowly appeared on the cloud.

On Xiangyang Mountain, someone was so frightened that he shouted: "Hurry, protect your majesty quickly."

Li Yin turned around and yelled: "Shut up."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a huge earthquake in Xiangyang Mountain, and then the mountain peak began to rise.

At this moment, the people in the land of Daxia all saw the golden-armored god in the sky. He was holding a golden sword, shining like another sun.

No one would regard this golden-armored god as a monster. At this moment, all the people felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

On the Wusha River, Jinbao flew out of the river and came to his small temple. He could naturally feel the power of apotheosis and worshiped from a distance.

Xiangyang Mountain is getting higher and higher, all the way up to the feet of the gold price god.

The golden-armored god slowly became smaller and landed on the altar on the mountain. The golden sword in his hand sank into the center of the altar. Then he nodded to Li Yin and disappeared.

At this time, Huang Feng appeared, but the fairy spirit surrounded him, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly.

His voice spread in all directions: "This is the God of Xiangyang Mountain in Daxia's Zhenshan Mountain. If the people of Daxia work together, then the wholehearted aid will be strong. If the people of Daxia are shaken, then the wholehearted aid will fail. Remember!"

Huang Feng then sent a message to Li Yin: "Zhong Ji has just gained self-awareness and is still relatively dull. My father-in-law can come and chat with him more in the future, and he will become familiar with him soon."

"What exactly..." Li Yin still wanted to ask clearly, but Huang Fengren had disappeared.

Li Yin felt a little angry and wanted to yell at Huang Feng: "Be careful I don't marry my daughter to you!"

But if I think about it more carefully, it's all in vain. This daughter is old, and her thoughts are probably already focused on other people, so she won't listen to him.

Seeing the golden-armored god in the distance, Xu Jingshan stroked his beard with joy, but his expression soon changed: "No, this kid discovered him."