Creation Color Master

While Chu Mo was receiving the gifts, Zheng Xuan and Master Hua had already started discussing the Dao of Baihua in Caotang.

The two of them were discussing in the form of question and answer.

Now, under Zheng Xuan's attack, Xie Baihua no longer had the strength to resist and could only hold on and occasionally make an answer.

Outside the thatched cottage, the students began to get impatient after waiting for a long time.

I only heard one student say: "It's been so long, why hasn't the person who went in come out yet? If we continue to do what he does, who knows when it will be our turn?"

Another person said: "Yeah, I wonder if he asked a lot of questions. The answers took too long."

Xu Yanjun was originally a leader of this generation. He originally had some questions that he wanted to ask Jie Baihua, but as time went by, the young man in white who had entered the house a long time ago had not come out yet.

Even so, he still said sternly when he heard the questioning voices outside: "This is a restricted area in Caotang. No noise is allowed. Do not disturb the Master from preaching and answering questions for others."

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, especially the two people who had spoken the loudest. The two who had originally looked unconvinced, immediately changed their attitude after seeing Xu Yanjun.

After bowing to Xu Yanjun, the two turned around and stopped talking.

Xu Yanjun comforted everyone softly, "Don't be impatient, I believe that the teacher definitely didn't do it on purpose. The question that person asked must be too tricky and demanding, so the teacher needs a little longer to answer. Please understand."

Inside the thatched cottage, Xie Baihua had been completely defeated, and the situation had changed from a discussion between two people to a solo sermon.

At this time, the classic articles spoken by Zheng Xuan gradually activated the principles of literature, and wisps of literary energy began to surround him.

Outside, Xu Yanjun suddenly looked up and found that the surrounding literary energy was converging towards the thatched cottage.

Gradually, a huge vortex appeared above the thatched cottage. A large amount of talent from the surrounding area gathered towards the vortex and was sucked away and swallowed by it.

"Boom"

It was as if a bell rang out, the sound directly struck a person's heart, echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness for a long time, and at the same time also making one's own literary energy active.

Suppressing the restlessness of the literary energy in his body, Xu Yanjun looked towards the thatched cottage in horror. Could it be that after Master Yin, Master Hua also achieved another breakthrough in his cultivation?

How could the changes in talent between heaven and earth be hidden from the three deans? They all looked towards the direction of the thatched cottage.

At this moment, wisps of righteous energy emerged from the air and gathered into a strange scene in the air.

A Confucian scholar appeared in the picture. He was wearing a white robe and a silk scarf, holding a book in his hand. He had his back to the crowd and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

But on the opposite side of the Confucian scholars, one could see students sitting cross-legged in an orderly manner, reading aloud, nodding their heads slightly, listening to the teacher's teachings.

The sound of the sermon seemed to reach every corner of the academy across thousands of spaces.

Next, the scene changes, and everyone begins to follow the Master on a tour. From the scenes shown, there are numerous bones and corpses everywhere, and it is obvious that they are on a battlefield.

The teacher looked calm as he held the book in his hands, and the students showed no fear at all. They followed the teacher without complaint and listened carefully to his teachings.

In the vision, wherever they set foot, wherever they went, they spread their Confucian and Taoist thoughts to the people in the troubled times.

Chen Shiling looked at the vision, trembling with excitement, and said, "This is a vision of the saintly Confucian teaching and Confucianism saving the people. This is a vision of a great Confucian talent appearing in the world. The person who will promote Confucianism in the world has appeared."

Just above Haoran Academy, the Wenqu Star was shining brightly, and even in the daytime, its brilliance could rival the sun.

At that moment, everyone in the world looked up in the direction of Wenquxing.

In the imperial capital, these days Tang Tiansheng discovered that each of his sons was followed by a mysterious strategist. They were resourceful and stirred up trouble in the imperial capital, causing him quite a headache.

But fortunately, the balance among the princes was not broken. Tang Tiansheng could only send people to pay close attention to such a great talent. Fortunately, everything was still under his control.

In the Taiji Hall, all the civil and military officials who were attending the court meeting were immediately attracted by the excited voice of Zhuang Yu, the director of the Imperial Observatory.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the star Wenqu in the sky is shining brightly, competing with the sun for brilliance. Another great talent has been born in Confucianism. This is truly cause for celebration."

Zhuang Yu ran into the hall, straightened his official hat which had almost fallen off due to his anxiety, and then knelt down and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty. Our dynasty has gained another talent for governing the world."

Among the officials, Wei Zheng and Tian Yiheng, who were in the back row, looked at each other. They knew in their hearts that it seemed that another outstanding Chinese person had been born.

At the same time, in the eldest prince's residence, Tang Chengqian looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and said excitedly: "Mr. Yuan Hao, where do you think this great talent is? Can we bring him into our camp?"

Tian Feng stroked his beard gently and said, "Your Highness, I believe that anyone who causes strange phenomena is a leader among men, a peerless genius. These people all have special missions. Your Highness can send someone to secretly search for this person, but I'm afraid that Your Highness may not be able to do so."

Tang Chengqian smiled and said, "But sir, opportunities are something you have to fight for yourself, so you have to fight for it. Otherwise, I will be unwilling to give up."

Tian Feng smiled and said, "Everything is up to your Highness."

At the same time, similar dramas were also quietly taking place in the residences of other princes.

At Haoran Academy, students outside the thatched cottage had already been fascinated by the strange vision that was emerging, and the entire place was silent.

Even the other teachers in the various thatched cottages were attracted by this strange vision. They stopped answering the students' questions and looked at the pictures in the vision.

Soon, the strange vision disappeared, and Zheng Xuan slowly woke up from his sermon. He then bowed slightly to Jie Baihua and said, "I bowed my head, I was so immersed in the sermon that I neglected to understand your feelings. I apologize here."

Xie Baihua helped Zheng Xuan up and said, "With you here, Confucianism will flourish again in the future."

"Confucian Jie Baihua, I admit defeat in this discussion, and I accept it sincerely."

Xie Baihua did not cover up her voice, so all the students outside the door could hear it clearly.

The next second, the door of the thatched cottage opened. When everyone saw Master Hua walking out with a smile on his face and flattering someone, they knew that this person was probably the one who caused the strange phenomenon.

Many students wanted to come forward and make friends with him, but Zheng Xuan ignored them and went to the next thatched cottage.

Xu Yanjun suddenly lost his voice and said, "What does he want to do? Does he want to learn and discuss with other masters? You know, even the three deans back then had to prepare for a year for each challenge. Doesn't he even take a break?"

Zheng Xuan quickly gave Xu Yanjun his answer to her question.

He was seen coming to Master Mo and Gu Zhiyan's place, and then waiting at the end of the queue again, waiting for the next discussion.

For a moment, Zheng Xuan became the focus of everyone present.

The student standing in front of Zheng Xuan was a little embarrassed and said cautiously, "Senior, how about you go first and I can wait for a while."

Zheng Xuan wanted to refuse, but then he seemed to think of something and nodded to accept the other party's kindness.

All of a sudden, the students in front of Zheng Xuan followed suit, and soon Zheng Xuan stepped into Master Mo's Gu Zhiyan's room.