Played by the movie emperor, I created the myth of the otherworld

Chapter Sixty-Seven: There Are Words and Questions!!!

Confucian Zhang Liang?

Confucianist………

Father Lin felt that the word Confucian had a deep meaning!

He was trying to ask what Confucianism was.

At this time, someone came from the side,

“Lord Lin Zong, Lord Wang Zong, they are gathering everyone to prepare for tomorrow’s assessment.”

“I know.”

Father Lin nodded, and his attention was attracted by this matter, and after he casually explained to Lin Lang, he went to the top of Chongyang Mountain.

After Father Lin left, Lin Lang took Zhang Liang to the Lin Family camp, which had been stationed in advance.

“Young Master!”

The people of the Lin family had been waiting here for a long time.

Lin Lang took Zhang Liang into the camp and took a good rest.

It soon darkened.

A dancing fire is lit under Chongyang Mountain.

One flower and two countless flowers………

The fire under the Chongyang Mountain is bright, illuminating the dark night into the sky, so that the silent night is no longer cold, no longer lonely.

Under the night sky, everywhere around the fire, or chanting poems, or practicing martial arts, or doing any games, adding a lot of joy and laughter to the silent night, lively and abnormal, like a large-scale banquet covering the entire Chongyang Mountain.

Zhang Liang and Lin Langben were talking about something in the 13th place of the camp, when suddenly the two heard a loud noise.

When the two went out, they saw a large number of people gathered in the distance, talking about something, and occasionally they could hear a few arrogant verses and laughter.

Lin Lang asked curiously,

“What are they doing?”

“Back to the young master, it is said that a few children of the Shuxiang family are holding a small poetry meeting to enliven the atmosphere, communicate with each other, and prepare for tomorrow’s literary test.”

Hearing this, Lin Lang’s eyes lit up,

“There is a poetry meeting under Chongyang Mountain, this is still the first time, it is interesting.”

Chongyang Mountain has always been a sacred place for major monks, and although there are literati and inkers visiting it, no one has ever dared to hold a poetry meeting at the foot of Chongyang Mountain.

This first stylistic test was all let go.

“Zhang, let’s go see how?”

“It’s better to see tomorrow’s opponents.”

“If Brother Lin is interested, he will accompany him.”

So the two of them went to the small poetry meeting.

As soon as I walked over, I heard the laughter of the crowd in the distance.

“So good!! This is wonderful! Wind to cloud, earthquake to boom, long wind to blue sky! ”

“Sacrifice the ugly, sacrifice the ugly.”

“Sir is too modest.”

“Who’s next?”

Lin Lang also wanted to join in on a whim.

But at this moment, a group of murderous spirits came over.

“I said can you acid students be quiet?”

“Gather around and you’ll hear you guys making noise here.”

A young man with a face full of impatience said,

“Don’t you really think that participating in a literary test can change your inferior status as a reader?”

Inferior status of the reader.

As soon as these words came out, Lin Lang could clearly perceive that the breath of the Zhang Brother beside him had changed.

If it was a calm and clear spring before, giving people peace and tranquility, spoiling and not being shocked, and looking down at the wind and waves, then now Zhang Liang is a rushing river, the water is terrifying, as if it can extinguish everything!

However, the rushing river was hidden and did not happen, Xu was in good faith, and Zhang Liang did not have a seizure. In the poetry meeting, there was a young man with clear eyebrows and a demure and elegant style, who said,

“Brother, what does this mean?”

The man said,

“Think for yourself, even if you pass the literary and qi test and join the cultivation world to learn your skills, then which of you people will be willing to come back and continue to be poor acid students?” Fulfill your so-called ambitions? ”

“Even if someone is willing to come back, Ah, just by virtue of your so-called skills, you can change the status of the reader in the world?”

The man’s face was disdainful,

“Are you mistaken, there is a saying that poor literature and rich martial arts have not been heard since ancient times?” Why you read in the first place is not two reasons, one is that you have no qualifications, and you can’t practice high, and the other is that you don’t have money and can’t practice. ”

“Then can your participation in the literary test change the fact that you are poor and unqualified?” Whether you enter the cultivation world or the lower classes, and the same goes from coming out to enter the imperial court, it will not change much. ”

“I really don’t know why the major sects and imperial courts are holding this literary and cultural test, which has no meaning at all, but occupies the territory of our Longmen trial and stirs up a mess of smoke and miasma.”

These words came to everyone’s hearts.

Why do people read books, isn’t it because they don’t have a choice?

If you can cultivate, who doesn’t want to cultivate? Who doesn’t want to master the power to become a high-ranking warrior monk?

Most of them read because they didn’t have a choice, compared to being a pure ordinary person, only the path of reading has a little bit of cultivation on the upper person, ordinary lower person, reading is the next person, compared to the current lower person, naturally the next person is better.

Everyone’s face was hard to see.

Although the words of the people who came were ugly, they were all very true, tearing the veil of this literary test apart, and the red fruit fruit burst out.

But so what?

Are they going?

No matter how the Wen Qi test is, it is also their chance to jump the dragon gate!

No one present could refute it.

“How? Don’t you usually be able to speak the Tao, proud of your bones? Now how dumb? ”

“Proud of the reader? Cut, though. ”

With that, the crowd was about to leave.

Too much deception!

Lin Lang really couldn’t look past 750 and said,

“This brother is slow!”

“If you have a fart, let it go.”

“You…”

Lin Lang was about to get angry when a hand rested on his shoulder.

“This brother Tai, who is not good or not, would like to ask Brother Tai what he just said about the inferiority of the reader.”

The man let out a rather strange cry,

“Oh, there’s a handle.”

This is very humiliating to say.

The others were all furious, but how could they be compared to the warriors who participated in the Dragon Gate Trial?

This time, they can only hold back and dare not send it, but if they don’t send it, the fire will be even stronger!

They could only hope that this virtuous man who had stood up and seemed to have a somewhat virtuous temperament could kill his sharpness.

“Okay, then tell me what’s wrong with what I just said.”

Zhang Liangdao,

“Good or not, there is a word!”

“The ability of the conscience monk to destroy the heavens and the earth, but the power of the scribe is vast, why not reach the power of the monk?”

“Good don’t recognize this!”

Zhang Liang’s eyes were as bright as electricity, and a wisp of blazing white Haoran light bloomed in Zhang Liang’s eyes.

When the clouds came, Zhang Liang’s figure became majestic, as if protected by the power of heaven and earth, making it the center of heaven and earth, straight and straight, and mighty and mighty!

“There is a good question, but what is it…”

“Reader!”