I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

Try?

When Meng Shubi heard this, there was a slight shock in his eyes.

He just wanted to force the two demon heads back in a disguised form, and he had never thought that Xu Xiaomo would agree.

Ninety-nine statues Shengming?

The Arabian Nights!

This is simply impossible!

It can be said to be stunning and stunning that can arouse thirty statues. As long as you don't fall into the middle of the road, you will become a top scholar in the future.

And the fifty statues mingled together, it was simply shocking! !

In the tens of thousands of years of glorious history of Jixia Academy, there are very few that can be done. Confucianism will book a sub-saint!

And his Meng Shubi, the highest record is only the roar of sixty-six statues.

Hard to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart, Meng Shubi responded impatiently:

"If Xiaoyou Xu can create a miracle, let alone the corpse of Yasheng, you can choose the treasures of the library."

After a pause, his tone was serious:

"Failed, please dismiss it."

The implication is, don't destroy the library by cruel means.

Even if he was the sub-sage who stood tall in Kyushu, he felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The fifth demon insisted on going his own way, he had no means to stop it, and the gap in strength was irreversible.

The fifth Jinshuang squinted her eyes slightly, as if she didn't like doglegs to make suggestions, but she said nothing with a cold face.

Thinking that the fifth demon had agreed, Meng Shubi felt frustrated and relieved, and said with a smile:

"Waiting for the old man."

After speaking, it turned into Changhong and disappeared.

The fifth Jinshuang stared at the dog leg and said coldly:

"What's the meaning?"

"The humble job is afraid that the mother will be hurt." Xu Beiwang answered honestly.

"Hurt?"

The corner of the fifth Jinshuang’s eyes pressed the shining brilliance of the eyes, and raised his chin:

"Don't say it's just a statue, even if the ninety-nine ants are alive, they won't be able to hurt this palace together."

She spoke lightly, with pride in herself.

Xu Beiwang changed his remarks and said softly:

"The humble job wants to be independent and can't always be protected by the empress."

Hearing this, Fifth Jinshuang's face turned cold, and her eyes flashed with chills:

"Presumptuous! Do you dare to leave this palace?"

The dog leg was mean for a while, and asked:

"Niang Niang, don't you believe that humble functions can be done?"

The fifth Jinshuang raised her eyes, and her red lips uttered merciless words:

"There is no chance."

Yes, I'm hooked.

Xu Beiwang pretended to be unconvinced, and said in a dull voice:

"Make a bet, the humble job is done, and the empress will reward you."

The Fifth Jinshuang's eyes were deep in surprise, and he nodded lightly, with a cold tone:

"What reward?"

Xu Beiwang looked at the fat cat who was **** off with him, and whispered:

"Humble job wants milk."

Huh!

The surrounding temperature was deprived of the slightest bit of temperature, and the bone-seeking cold air swept across.

Doglegs couldn't help but shudder, and his eyes were still clear.

"Indecent!!"

The skirt stretches, and the fifth Jinshuang jade cheeks are as cold as an ice cave.

Doglegs had a warning sign, and told him intuitively: danger, danger, danger...

He said carefully:

"The humble position touch it?"

Slightly, pretending to be nonchalant, added:

"You can't do a humble job anyway."

Bad guys, luscious!

Pooh!

The fat cat tuituitui towards the dog leg.

The fifth Jinshuang looked at him calmly, a trace of playfulness flashed in her eyes:

"allow!"

"If it fails, wash my feet."

Ah... Xu Beiwang instantly fell into entanglement.

Both are rewards, he began to have selective obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Yes!"

After hesitating for a while, there was a sound of dog legs.

It is easy to have a chance to go up A, but the full and round 36d is more fragrant.

"roll!"

The fifth Jinshuang jade foot stepped on the dog leg's face.

...

In the endless loft hall, there are loud readings everywhere, and the majestic culture rises to the sky.

This is the Jixia Academy, the holy place in the hearts of scholars, and the highest institution in the mainland of Kyushu.

In the afternoon, the sun fell from the bushes and leaves on the mountain road, spotted and flickering.

A man dressed in fine linen and a small crown of black lacquered veil walked through the light spots. He took a deep breath and felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.

"Old Yan, I have entered the realm of a sixth-grade scholar."

The man sat down at a stone table at random and took out the crystal clear jade pendant.

Yu Perry's remnant soul nodded with satisfaction, and showed appreciation:

"Tian'er, your recent hard work, the old man is watching."

"This way, choose the right way!"

Ye Tian's eyes were firm, and the self-confidence that had disappeared for a long time resurfaced.

In Lintian Abyss, I witnessed Xu Ela beheading the great master like pulling weeds and plucking flowers, and smashing the great master like trampling to death an ant.

His Dao Heart is fragmented!

This kind of power gap makes him desperate, what revenge can he take?

From then on, I fell into a kind of numbness like a walking dead.

When all thoughts were lost, Old Yan couldn't stand it, and suddenly changed his color and said:

"Since martial arts are not good, why not find another way?"

Like a cluster of light in the long darkness, it instantly illuminated Ye Tian's sad state of mind.

"Yes, I used the "Spring and Autumn" page to open up literary courage. I am now an eight-grade scholar!"

Cheering up again, he traveled all the way to Chu Kingdom and worshipped Jixia Academy. Fortunately, he found a second-ranked Confucian master!

With precepts and deeds, his literary spirit advanced very quickly, almost synchronized with the martial arts cultivation.

"The master said that I have sub-sage talents. As long as I have a low-key meditation, sooner or later I will surpass Xu Elean and become a great Confucian respected by thousands of people, standing proudly on the top of Kyushu..."

Ye Tian secretly swears in his heart that he has always believed that he can change his fate against the sky.

Even if hope is small now.

but.

My fate is with me! !

In Ye Tian's eyes, Xu Elia was just a sharpening stone on his path to becoming stronger.

One day, this sharpening stone will eventually be crushed by him and turned into powder!

Thought of this.

Ye Tian was so excited that he tried to calm himself down, and said in a deep voice:

"Lao Yan, I will challenge the library at the beginning of the month. Five statues must be sounded this time!"

The remnant soul smiled easily:

"The old man will wait and see."

Just now.

The silence of Wan Lai was broken, birds and birds fluttered across the mountains, inkstones, writing brushes, seals, bookcases and other flying instruments appeared in the air.

A group of scholars from Eguan Bo swept away in the distance.

Ye Tian was stunned, and quickly intercepted a scholar with acne:

"Xiongtai, what happened?"

The acne man glanced at him, excitement hard to contain himself:

"Breaking news! Xu Elia comes to the academy and will soon challenge the library!"

After speaking, he didn't stop for a moment, and quickly headed towards the Zangshu Pavilion.

Ye Tianru was struck by lightning and his face was pale and bloodless, as if he had just been salvaged from a deep well.

Dog thief, why does the ghost stay! !

He fled to the depths of the mountain road in a panic.

"coward!"

The remnant soul of Jade Pei jumped like thunder, and said angrily:

"What are you afraid of? This dog is not here for you."

Ye Tian stagnated, his face was full of embarrassment.

Avoiding this dog turned into a subconscious reaction. How humiliating? !

"You must face the demons and go see the excitement."

Elder Yan ordered severely, hating iron can't make steel!

When you encounter Xu Eli, you are like a frightened bird, revealing your inner timidity, how can you set foot on the top?

Just because there is no grandiose purple qi in the body, the road to cultivation is extremely difficult, so Dao Xin must be as tough as a rock!

...

The news spread like wings.

Jixia Academy is boiling!

Chu State was shocked!

Xu Elian's reputation is known to all the women and children of Chu!

This monk is as dazzling as the bright sun, pushing the younger generation across the Tianshu, killing the outstanding Mesozoic in the capital with terror, and is known as the next fifth demon.

There are too many invincible auras on this lizard, and the state of Chu knows all the deeds on his body, so powerful that he can't be beaten!

Now, this liao came to challenge the library, and heard that he vowed to ring ninety-nine statues.

Unanimously, Chu Guo had a thought in his heart.

The great jealousy of sliding the world!

Absurd and bizarre!

They admit that this dog is very knowledgeable, after all, he can say four sacred words and ringing twenty or thirty statues shouldn't be a problem.

In view of the fact that Li has always been good at creating miracles, the ringing of forty statues is definitely not a fantasy.

But only that.

Ninety-nine?

That's totally self-inflicted! !

…

Ninety-nine statues of sages and sages are arranged irregularly on the wide and boundless high platform, and above it is a horrible whirlpool of literary spirits.

At this moment, the periphery is crowded with people, and Wuyangyang can't see the edge at a glance.

At the forefront, the Emperor Jiang Jing of the Kingdom of Chu was impressive, dressed in a black gold dragon robe, showing no signs of movement, looking all over the place.

Behind him were the prince Jiang Wuji in the robe of the sun, the moon and stars, and the mighty civilians and generals.

"Wuji, do you believe it?"

Jiang Jing's forehead wrinkled slightly and looked at Jiang Wuji.

The prince of Chu, who has always been strong and conceited, has a lot of modest eyes. Who dares to say that he is invincible, who dares to say that he is invincible, rarely puts it in his mouth.

"I don't believe it." Jiang Wuji shook his head.

Ninety-nine statues sounded, even the holy sage could not do it. At Xu's age, the literary talent could not be as high as that.

Jiang Jing was silent, his sharp eyes gleaming with an unnoticeable worry.

Through the sound transmission of Meng Jijiu, he knew the ins and outs.

Xu Eli couldn't help himself, and the failure was expected.

Will the fifth demon forcefully defeat the ninety-nine statues and obtain the ancient corpse for the doglegs?

Once it happens, Chu's face will be completely wiped out or a trivial matter, the immeasurable loss of Cangshuge is the top priority.

"What to do..."

Jiang Jing's lips moved, and he was startled for a long time.

In fact, the Jiang clan of Chu State and Xu Elia had an antagonism, and Chu Taixu died tragically at the hands of this dog. The former was the ancestor of the Jiang family in his previous life, half-step supreme and powerful reincarnation.

As the leader of a country, he deliberately forgot this hatred, assuming that Chu Taixu did not exist.

Dare to take revenge?

Dare to target the fifth devil's forbidden?

That Chu Kingdom is in danger of overthrowing!

For Jiang's inheritance, for the sake of Chu State Li Shu common people, he had to forget it!

While thinking about it, the audience was full of noise, almost piercing the clouds.

Jixia Xuegong Jijiu wandered in the void, followed by a handsome and innocent man, with black and white hair floating, and his demeanor, exuding a supreme demeanor.

Countless women are stunned. They have never seen such a man with such an outstanding posture. Those deep blue eyes are almost trying to seize their souls.

One glance made them wet.

This kind of immortal man shouldn't exist in the world.

"Finally witnessed the deity..."

The Chu man became filthy, and it was hard not to give birth to humble emotions.

At such a young age, the strength is so abnormal, but his appearance and temperament can't pick out the slightest flaw.

People are more angry than people! !

Jiang Wuji squinted his eyes, concealing the sadness in his eyes.

It is misfortune and sadness to be in the same era as Xu Eli.

This lizard seemed to be born to be looked up to by his peers, and the thought of fighting against it was wiped out and worn out in battles.

Finally accept your fate!

In the inner suffering, admit your mediocrity.

Jiang Wuji knew very well that he could hardly stand behind him, and he might not be able to bear this gaze.

"Ugh!"

In silence, a long sigh.

Jiang Jing turned around and glanced at his son without saying anything.

"Xu Xiaoyou, please."

Meng Shubi faced the sculpture and made an inviting pose.

Then he lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes to rest.

The audience fell into a dead silence for an instant, and eyes gathered on the white robe.

Xu Beiwang's expression was calm, his body guts quickly rotated, echoing the literary vortex in the sky.

With the experience in the Dagan Confucian Temple, he knew very well how to cause the icon to buzz.

It's nothing more than talent.

Finally had the opportunity to touch the perfect breast of the boss.

Suddenly, his fighting spirit rushed into the sky!

The audience held their breath and fell into a long wait.

Wenrun's magnetic voice slowly sounded.

"The west wind blows the old Dongting wave, and Mr. Xiang has white hair all night."

"After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams pressing the galaxy."

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of the scholar in Jixia Academy.

boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

The five statues hummed in unison, shining all over the white robe.

The emptiness of writing is mighty, and suddenly there is a beautiful picture scroll.

The night is like water, the white robe is lying beside the boat, drinking a pot of sake, the sky is reflected in the water, and the white robe is floating and drunk, as if in Tianhe.

The audience was shocked to stunned!

Countless scholars are overwhelmed!

Just started, there are already five statues?

But they have to admit that this poem is overflowing, and the artistic conception of this poem is so beautiful!

"After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams pressing the galaxy..."

The civil servants of Chu State murmured to himself, it was difficult for them to make such verses in their entire life.

Hidden in the crowd, Ye Tian's forehead blue veins bloomed one by one, feeling endless humiliation!

I tried four or five times, and I tried my best to sound the four statues, but the wind is light and the clouds are light...

This made him angry and desperate!

Old Yan of Yu Peili sighed, he still shouldn't let Tian'er come to watch.

This newly restored Dao Xin is probably about to collapse again.

I thought that the martial arts gap was big enough, but now it seems that the literary spirit is talented, and Tian'er is beyond the reach, I am afraid it is a dozen grades!

Xu Beiwang's eyes were waveless, and there were no ripples in his heart.

After all, it’s plagiarizing verses...

But in order to achieve the goal, we still have to work harder.

Above the high platform, a golden gate condensed by cultural energy appeared. Stepping in, you can lead to the library.

Xu Beiwang automatically ignores it, his goal is not here.

The crowd had just calmed down and the voice rang again.

"The Yangtze River rolls eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Success and failure turn around. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for several times."

"White-haired fisherman on Jiangzhu, I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine is happy to meet each other. There are many things in ancient and modern times, I am talking about it."

boom!

Boom boom boom

The roar of the seven sage sculptures!

In an instant, there was a shocking wave in the audience.

Twelve seats so soon?

This poem is enough to go down in history and is admired by thousands of scholars!

"The strong man is angry and strong, and he leans on the heavenly sword and cuts the long whale across the sea!"

"Fighting three thousand li in one body, one sword was once a millionaire division!"

"Are the golden scales a thing in the pool, once the wind and clouds turn into a dragon!"

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, soaring for ninety thousand miles!"

"I am smiling to the sky from the side knife, and go and save two Kunluns!"

In the void, visions rose one after another, and the sky covered the sky.

Cut the ancient whale horizontally with one sword, force a million soldiers back on the battlefield with one sword, ride the kunpeng across the sky, and go to death generously with the sword...

In each picture, there are handsome figures in white robes, with the arrogance of swallowing mountains and rivers.

boom! ! !

The high platform resembled thunder and thunder, roaring one after another, and a river of purple air hanging upside down!

The calmness that the emperor of Chu Kingdom had just recovered was annihilated in an instant, replaced by a tenfold shock!

Already forty-six sculptures!

It's like eating and drinking water, so simple and relaxing! !

A poem can be passed down through the ages, and it will be talked about by future scholars in tens of thousands of years!

This is Xu Elian's literary talent?

It's terrifying!

If you don't hear it with your own ears, who can believe it?

"It's not human..."

Meng Shubi's beautiful temples trembled, and his expression was incredible.

The beautiful phoenix is ​​entrenched in the clouds, and the woman in the purple dress looks down on the white robe for a long time, and her jade cheeks become colder and colder.

The fat cat snorted slightly with his legs hanging in the air.

The big villain has been coaxed by the little villain again!

He stabs your **** to death!

The scene fell into a weird silence, and the scene before him was beyond the recognition of the people of Chu!

They didn't suspect that there was something wrong with Cangshuge, after all, every poem was well deserved.

The key is, why is Xu Eli so amazing and stunning?

Almost suffocating scholars! !

They have slowly accepted the defiance of this monk cultivation base, do they now have to witness a miracle of Confucianism and Taoism?

Xu Beiwang cleared his throat, and said straightforwardly:

"The sky is healthy, the gentleman strives for self-improvement; the terrain is great, and the gentleman carries things with virtue."

"Shushan has roads and diligence as a path, and there is no end to study the sea and work hard."

"The book has its own house of gold, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu."

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight up to help the sea."

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my wealth is gone."

"An Neng smashed my eyebrows and bowed my waist to the dignitaries, which made me feel unhappy."

"..."

boom!

In an instant, the world seemed to stand still for a moment.

Haoran's righteousness was in the form of a rich purple, pouring down over the sky, and the white robe was bathed in purple light, as if a saint was reincarnated.

Seventy-eight statues of sages on the high platform sounded, and the Cangshu Pavilion threw out pieces of Confucian artifacts, and classic books were piled up like a mountain.

Baipao glanced around, picked three or four randomly, and waved his hand.

Ye Tian was so angry that the corners of his eyebrows bulged, and his eyes seemed to be poisoned!

Xu Gouzi looked down on the heavenly Confucianism he dreamed of!

The scholars in Jixia Academy were red with jealousy, and his face was hideous.

The Confucian magical secret technique, the heavenly magical artifacts in Xu Eli's eyes, seemed to be broken.

It looks like putting it in storage or taking up more space, don’t even want it!

This makes people so jealous! !

Xu Beiwang was immersed in the sculpture and noticed that the speed of the sound was getting slower and slower.

It seems that the effect of the poem has diminished, and it's time to sacrifice the article.

He flicked his sleeves slightly, running his style, and said loudly:

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. Below is Heyue, and above is the sun star..."

"The world's worries and worries first, and then the world's joy and happiness..."

"Take a long time to conceal one's tears, and mourn the hardship of the people's livelihood..."

"If the mountain is not high, the name is immortal, and the water is not deep, and there is a dragon..."

An increasingly hoarse voice spread throughout the audience.

The students at Jixia Academy were shocked and numb!

They felt powerless despair for the first time in their lives!

Articles shocking the world, containing rich philosophy of life, conveying the broad mind of Confucianism to help the world and the people, will be regarded as a standard in tens of thousands of years! !

This is the cold-blooded and vicious Xu Eli?

The sentiment of the article is completely contrary to the style of behavior of this dog!

But even a great Confucian who has read history books is the first time he has heard of these articles, and it is indeed the hand of this man!

"boom!"

At the same time, the literary courage in the readers hummed violently!

Their brains are in a state of downtime, with only one thought left.

Wen Quxing shocked!

The purple light spread for ninety thousand miles! A river condensed by the awe-inspiring righteousness runs through the body of the white robe.

The purest literary spirit of the world poured into him, coating him with a supreme purple light.

Ninety-eight statues of sages hum! !

Xu Elia created a miracle that only exists in myths!

Only one short!

Meng Shubi was so shocked that his expression was dull, and his mood at this moment could not be described in words.

He even suspected that Xu Elia was the reincarnation of a saint!

But he knew it was not.

In Kyushu, the old evildoer has used the method of deduction to confirm that Xu Elia is not a powerful reincarnation.

"This dog is too weird." Meng Shubi tried his best to restrain the turbulent emotions and uttered these words with difficulty.

Xu Beiwang turned a blind eye to his surroundings, only staring at the last unlit sculpture.

Poetry articles are no longer enough.

Then choose an article that has been hailed as a precious cultural heritage and has been well-known for thousands of years.

After a long silence, he secretly changed the content and replaced it with historical figures and biographies of Kyushu.

"At the beginning of a person, the nature is good, the nature is similar, and the habit is far away. If you don't teach, the nature is changing. The way of teaching is to be professional..."

"If you don't cut jade, you can't become a tool. People don't learn, and they don't know righteousness. As a son of man, Fang Shaoshi, relatives and friends, practice etiquette..."

The moment the sound came out, the audience was like a gloomy tomb, and there was dead silence!

The monarchs and ministers of the Kingdom of Chu were so shocked that they could not be more shocked!

Three-character short sentences, short, concise and catchy!

This is a masterpiece of the learned! ! !

I'm afraid I will recite it after hearing it again!

Uncle Meng's face showed ecstasy, this article is the kindness of Zebei common people!

Especially for Confucianism, cultivation should start from the doll. If the young children recite this article and understand the philosophy contained in it, they will be favored by the mighty righteousness invisibly!

That means that there will be more and more scholars practicing Confucianism!

All the scholars in Jixia Academy were immersed in the shock, and they suffered a strong impact!

"Xu Eliao finally did a good thing."

A big scholar clenched his fists and sighed with emotion.

boom!

The last sculpture on the high platform roared, and an ancient attic appeared.

Wenquxing is dazzling, and the purple sea surrounds the void.

In an instant, the breath of the white robe suddenly skyrocketed!

Hum!

Hum!

Hum!

It seemed that a dam had collapsed, and the guts rushed out of the body, condensing in the purple vigour.

This scene made Ye Tianru fall into the ice cave, as if being pricked in the heart by a sharp weapon, a kind of sharp pain and despair instantly filled his whole body.

He clearly saw that a certain corner of his soul was already dripping with blood!

In an instant, the hard shell that wrapped him turned into fragments, and hatred and anger spewed out.

Ye Tian waved his arms and shouted hoarsely towards the sky:

"God is not fair!!"

The sudden rant did not attract the attention of others~www.readwn.com~ because there are too many people like him!

Countless scholars looked unwilling, waving their fists towards the sky, desperate to breathless.

Xu Elia has advanced!

That is the breath of a scholar at Pinnacle Four!

In such a short period of half an hour, this essay has reached the pinnacle of the Grand Master, and there is only one opportunity for the Grand Master!

Heaven, why favor one over the other?

In the void, Fifth Jinshuang's indifferent jade cheeks suddenly burst into a gorgeous light like a morning glow.

There is a kind of radiant and stunning beauty, rare and breathtaking.

"Dog legs are really good."

She lifted her delicate chin, her blue eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

The fat cat's clenched little fist quietly loosened.

snort!

Meow is not excited yet.

Meow, let alone you!

As if he had noticed something, the Fifth Jinshuang's lip line was blooming with a smile.

At the same time, Meng Shubi's face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with incredible writing.

"boom!"

Half of the gray brush hovered in the sky, the base of the brush was painted with ancient lines, and the pressure of terror instantly permeated the audience.

Everyone shuddered, and the soul had to freeze, as if facing an ancient sage!

"Spring and Autumn Pen!"

The emperor of Chu was rarely out of state, and his voice was shrill and piercing.

The great scholars of Jixia Academy stared at the gray brush, and the blood in their bodies was about to boil and burn.

This is one of the top ten artifacts!

The only artifact in Confucianism

Spring and Autumn Pen!

Meng Shubi's eyes were red, and the appearance of the Chunqiu pen answered his questions all the time.

Ninety-nine sculptures mingled together, just for a corpse, even if they were a saint during his lifetime, they are far from this value.

Today, Xu Elia made history, and the deepest part of the library is revealed.

Half artifact!

That is a half artifact! !