"This is your residence, how about it, isn't it a good environment?" The concierge looked at the bamboo forest, showing white teeth.

Taking a deep breath, the air is fresh, with a unique smell of bamboo, which is very good and comfortable.

"Yes, I like it" Chen Jiu nodded.

The concierge looked at Chen Jiu, then walked inside, and came to a bamboo house, which looked like a two-story small building. At this time, there was snoring from the small building.

The concierge smiled awkwardly: "There is a strange flower living in it, and it is also your roommate, you will know about it later."

Watching the master concierge go away, Chen Jiu carefully looked at the bamboo building, covering an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, divided into two floors, and gently opened the bamboo door. The first floor was a study room with only a desk and a few simple books. There is no shortage of books, pens, inks, papers, and inkstones.

Go up to the second floor and push the door open. Inside is the bedroom. A scholar is sleeping with his head covered. He hears the door opening and sits up. "Who is here to disturb Laozi’s dreams again? Huh, isn’t this the Nian Nujiao? I’m in the city. I saw you at the door."

"Nian Nujiao?" Chen Jiu smiled when he heard the name, which was quite unique.

Chen Jiu casually swept the room, and placed a piece of paper in front of the scholar's bed with Nian Nujiao written on it.

This scholar is not bad, but I don't know why there is always a decadent breath.

"I've seen it in Xiongtai?" Chen Jiu smiled and saw that there was another bed in the room with a bedding on it.

"Come and come. Sit down." The scholar was enthusiastic and pushed Chen Jiu onto another bed.

Faced with this guy's enthusiasm, Chen Jiu had no choice but to bear it.

"When Xiongtai was writing poems in front of Yuzhou Gate, the younger brother was beside Xiongtai. At that time, he was shocked and wanted to make friends with Xiongtai, but Xiongtai ran fast. When I woke up, brother The station was missing, and it was a pity that the younger brother had a good life. Unexpectedly, Xiongtai would send it to the door today.” As he said, this scholar showed a fanatical color.

The scholar was standing not far from Chen Jiu. Also marveled with another person. As explained above.

"Under Chen Jiu, I haven't asked Xiongtai's name yet" Chen Jiu asked with a bow.

"It turned out to be Brother Chen, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Qianqiu."

"It turned out to be Brother Jiang" Chen Jiu smiled. Turning to look at the bed underneath him: "Whose quilt is this?".

"This bamboo building is supposed to live in two people. But I am the only one. The rest of the people don't want to live with me. As for this quilt, it is a welfare provided by the college and is specially used for our new students."

Speaking of which. Jiang Qianqiu's eyes flashed: "Is Xiongtai a scholar of Yingtian Academy before? Why haven't you seen Xiongtai?".

Chen Jiu shook his head: "No, I just passed the Master's examination and joined the academy."

"The Master Examination?"

"Master Wang Mingyang," Chen Jiu said lightly.

"Oh, Wang Mingyang, what are you talking about? Who is it?" Jiang Qianqiu seemed to hear incredible things.

"Master Wang Mingyang, what's wrong?"

At this time, Jiang Qianqiu’s eyes on Chen Jiu will be different, revealing an indescribable smell: "You don’t know Mr. Wang’s position among scholars. If you know Mr. Wang’s position in my Confucianism, you don’t It will be so calm."

"Mr. Wang is very good?"

"It's not so good, it's quite good." Jiang Qianqiu turned the subject: "It's a good thing to be able to join the academy."

Chen Jiu nodded and simply lay on the bed: "Yes, I want to take the big exam, I want to take the top prize."

Jiang Qianqiu was taken aback, and then smiled: "Your ambitions are really ambitious. You have to know that there are countless dynasty academies. Scholars don't even know Fanji. The number of places is limited. You are really confident."

Chen Jiubai glanced at Jiang Qianqiu: "The scholar who does not want to be the champion is not a good scholar."

On the second day, Chen Jiu woke up early and dragged Jiang Qianqiu, who was sleeping late, to lead him, and came to the bookstore, but was told to go to the central square of the academy.

The central square is a place where scholars and scholars communicate and sit leisurely on weekdays. At this time, a huge stone monument was erected in the center of the square. The stone monument has no words, but it is very large.

There were a lot of people on the square, and many came and went. Chen Jiu and Jiang Qianqiu came late, and they could only hide in a small area.

A bell sounded in the distance, and then someone exclaimed: "Master Wang Mingyang is here."

"Hush, Master Wang is here, all silent."

"Don't talk to me, or you will be punished again."

"Oh, idiot, you still said."

"You said it first." A scholar looked at the senior aggrieved.

Everyone, the master stands still.

Wang Mingyang stood on a high platform.

“I’m here today because I was taught by a student in Japan. When I was assessed by a student yesterday, I was given a lesson by a student. I have a deep understanding and want to share with you, Chen Jiu you come up".

I don't know why Wang Chaoyang's gaze was able to find Chen Jiu accurately, and directly called Chen Jiu forward.

Following the master's gaze, everyone found Chen Jiu, a simple but indifferent scholar.

Feeling the eyes of everyone, Chen Jiu shouted in his heart: "Would you like to be so high-profile?"

Bite the scalp, walked over and bowed to Wang Mingyang: "I have seen Mr.".

Wang Mingyang nodded: "You stand aside first."

I don't know when, a large pen appeared in Wang Mingyang's hand. There was no ink on the pen. With a light touch on his toe, he came to the wordless stone monument that was more than ten meters long and thirty meters high.

A wave of awe-inspiring righteousness surged into the sky, and a lot of awe-inspiring purple aura surged in the sky, just like Luoying.

"The purple qi is coming from the east, this is the real purple qi coming from the east, this Wang Chongyang is actually a sub-sage" Chen Jiu's pupils shrank sharply.

He Weiyasheng? , Is the existence second only to the saint.

Yasheng divides texts into three realms: meritorious service, morality, and speech. Among these three realms, the realm of speech is divided into three realms. The first realm is a thousand li from the east, and the second realm is from the east. Two thousand miles, the third realm, the purple qi comes three thousand li to the east, as for the saint, the purple qi comes three thousand li to the east.

Looking at the purple light beams in the sky, Chen Jiu's heart was shocked. This is the realm of the sub-sage, and the purple gas is two thousand miles east.

What is the concept of "Two Thousand Miles from the East"? .

That is the virtue of Confucianism, the Tiangang of Taoism, the escape of warriors, the demon saint of the demon race, this is the most advanced existence in the world.

This was a chance. Chen Jiu is the closest to Wang Mingyang, and he can feel the sub-sage's heart, which is broader than the great scholar who contains the sun and the moon.

The sub-sage of Confucianism took the shot personally. This is definitely a chance for all the scholars present, a shocking chance.

It's rare for the sub-sage in this world. A sub-sage appears alive in front of him. This is everyone's luck. Some people have read books for a lifetime, and they don't even know what the sub-sage is like and what the purple air is like.

All the scholars, including the gentlemen of the academy, were immersed in the broad heart of Asheng.

Not only the academy, but the entire Yuzhou City, and even ordinary people hundreds of miles away, can feel the kind of integrity and feelings of Yasheng.

All beings are intoxicated, this is Yasheng.

Wang Mingyang swiped a large pen, and the endless awe-inspiring purple energy was compressed on the nib, and the big characters were like clouds and flowing water, containing the realm of sub-sage, imprinted on Shibei Mountain.

"An ancient scholar must have a teacher. A teacher, so preaching is also a solution to the karma,".

Words pouring out of Wang Chaoyang’s hands, turning into a purple light curtain ~lightnovelpub.net~ After a full cup of tea, Wang Mingyang stopped his arm and wrote the whereabouts: "Wang Mingyang picks up the pen, Chen Nine works".

On this day, the whole Yuzhou was boiling, the students of Yingtian Academy were crazy, and Chen Jiu's name went viral. Whether it was Nujiao or the teacher, it was a peerless poem, which was impressive.

Chen Jiu's eyes were slightly blurred, Wang Mingyang retracted his pen and landed next to Chen Jiu: "How is it, can it be rewarded?".

"Thank you, Mr. Enlightenment," Chen Jiu recovered and said in a daze.

"Go back and comprehend it well" Wang Mingyang patted Chen Jiu on the shoulder, turned and left.

Jiang Qianqiu dragged Chen Jiu carelessly and walked back: "Chen Jiu, you have developed, and now you are a celebrity. The entire academy and even Yuzhou are singing your name."

Looking at the murderous eyes around him, those jealous eyes, Chen Jiu's scalp numb. (To be continued...)

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