All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

Someone wanted to go up and pick it up, but the paper became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his face was flushed, but he didn't move.

Everyone was shocked, and after a few more people went there, they reluctantly lifted it up.

These people came from an aristocratic family, and they were masters of martial arts, but they did their best to slowly bring them to the table.

Who would have thought that as soon as it was put down, there was a clatter, and the table case was crushed.

Li Shenguang was so surprised that his beard was almost ripped off, and he said with wide eyes, "Every word is worth a thousand pounds, and a single piece of writing can conquer the country!"

The officials asked, "Lord Li, what does this mean? Can you help me?"

Li Shenguang said: "It is recorded in the ancient books that the ancient emperor Yang, as well as the sages of the sons, wrote the scriptures and meanings in their own handwriting, and each word weighed as much as a thousand catties.

The whole article is a magic weapon, not afraid of fire, not afraid of flooding, not afraid of swords and soldiers.

Not only is it a powerful weapon, it can also suppress the luck of a family and a country.

It is said that those aristocratic families have been handed down because of the handwriting of the masters, so that their luck has not declined, and it has lasted for thousands of years. "

Everyone's eyes were hot when they heard it, this is simply a family heirloom!

But they can only secretly envy in their hearts, such treasures will inevitably be included in the palace's inner treasury.

Li Shenguang sent someone to carry the article and immediately went into the palace to report to the emperor.

At this time in the Yujing City, all the great Confucians and martial arts experts rushed to the Gongyuan in a hurry, wanting to see the new saint.

At the same time, everyone secretly wondered that someone had reached the realm of Zhuzi not long ago, and the aura shocked the saints. I didn't expect it to appear again this time!

I don't know if it was done by the same person twice.

In the palace, Yang Pan received the joint performance form of all the examiners, telling how Hong Yi shook the hundred saints, how Wencheng suppressed the country, and so on.

They all said that Hong Yi has reached the realm of the sages and sages.

The minds of the ministers were complicated, and some people retorted that this was not in line with the etiquette system. After all, this was just a test for people, and the Jinshi subject had not yet started, so how could the position of the champion be given first?

Li Shenguang glared and scolded: "The rotten and stupid thing is also worthy of standing in the court!

Hong Yi is a hundred saints, and Wen Chengzheng is already a sage alive.

If you don't give the champion position, don't you fear the world will be ridiculed?

Moreover, Hong Yi was consecrated, and the mere number one position was just the icing on the cake. For him, it was optional, and it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

On the contrary, if he is not given the position of champion, only the majesty of the imperial court will be damaged, and the scholars in the world will inevitably be estranged from the imperial court! "

The ministers were refuted and speechless.

Yang Pan held Liu Xi's article and stroked it gently, his face was calm, and he couldn't see his emotions.

"Hong Yi's achievement of a literary sage is exactly the performance of my great career and national fortune. It is proposed that Hong Yi will be specially appointed as the number one scholar in this division." Yang Pan said.

With the emperor's decree, the news of Hong Yi's canonization spread rapidly from the palace, and not long after, all the nobles and noble families knew what happened.

The news further spread to the people.

Liu Xidun rose to fame in time, surpassing the champion Hou Yangan.

Last month, the champion Hou Qing made a great victory. With [-] iron cavalry, he defeated Yunmeng and [-] cavalry. His deeds were widely circulated among the people.

But it is not as fast as Liu Xi's reputation spread at the moment.

Since ancient times, literary names spread faster than military commanders' fame and were more popular with the public.

Teahouses and restaurants, brothel Chuguan, spread Liu Xi's reputation everywhere.

It is even said that people have made it into a story. In the story, Liu Xi is either the reincarnation of the heavenly Quxing star, or the reincarnation of the ancient masters, who have pierced through and attached to the association.

Liu Xi has been baptized twice by the Hundred Saints, and his background is already sufficient.

After returning to the villa, he immediately announced that he was closing the door to thank the guests.

His thoughts escaped into the void, only to see that the sky was clear and cloudless, it was not the time to transcend the calamity.

So he closed his eyes and sensed it, and suddenly thought to tear the void, broke a space channel, and then drilled in.

When Liu Xi survived the sixth thunder calamity, his soul had the ability to tear apart the void.

Every time he travels through the void, he has to escape seven or eight hundred miles.

After doing this more than ten times in a row, he arrived at the Southern Wilderness Sea, and the whole process took less than a cup of tea.

It really is a trip to the North Sea in the morning and a trip to Cangwu in the evening.

The sky was overcast with thunder and lightning.

The endless sea set off huge waves dozens of feet high, and the pouring rain kept falling.

Liu Xi said to himself: "I actually ran thousands of miles to cross a thunder calamity. The weather here is good and it is suitable for me to cross the calamity."

He flew into the thunder, passed through layers of thunder, all the way to the sixth layer.

In the depths of the Thunder Tribulation, he sensed the seventh layer of Thunder Tribulation, the portal of the Creator.

His thoughts slammed into the door, and the door slammed open.

He drilled in, and the endless thunder, containing the ultimate power of destruction, kept hitting his thoughts.