Creation Color Master

In the early morning, the students who had been tormented all night gathered outside the doors of their respective cottages, looking forward to the challenge of Zheng Xuan's entry.

As time passed, there was no sign of Zheng Xuan.

Just as the students were discussing the matter, the three deans and King Xianyang arrived.

Upon seeing this, all the students bowed and said, "I greet the three deans and the prince."

Chen Shiling smiled and said, "No need to be polite, students."

"Just now, as I was walking along, I heard everyone discussing Zheng Xuan. It seems that you are still thinking about yesterday's discussion."

"Unfortunately, I wanted to recruit him last night and let him stay in Haoran Academy, but his ambitions were far from this, and he went down the mountain last night."

When the students heard this, they immediately started discussing.

At this time, someone in the crowd said, "Dean, Mr. Zheng Xuan was making great progress yesterday and defeated three masters in the academy. Why did he go down the mountain after you found him? If you continue to challenge him, wouldn't you become famous all over the world?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the thousands of people in the entire courtyard fell silent. How could they not hear the other meanings implied in these words?

Chen Shiling did not seem surprised by such a question, but said calmly: "This young friend's question should be the question in everyone's mind at this moment, so let me answer it."

"First of all, when I found Zheng Xuan last night, he had already planned to leave. When I met him, he was already on his way down the mountain. Your Majesty should be able to testify to this."

"Secondly, Brother Wenxuan and I are already old, and the future of the academy still depends on young students. If Zheng Xuan can stay, my position as the dean in the future will most likely be his."

"Unfortunately, Zheng Xuan's ambition is not here. The decisions he made and the things he did will bring infinite benefits to Haoran Academy, the entire Confucianism, and the Xiayang Dynasty in the future."

"And I believe that Zheng Xuan's name will spread throughout the world one day."

Following Chen Shiling's answer to this question, the students naturally believed it and there were no more strange voices.

Then, Chen Shiling continued, "Dear students, today was originally the time to ask the teachers for leave, but yesterday, the civil servants under the prince wrote an article and gave it to the three of us for appreciation."

"The three of us believe that this article is worthy of being known throughout the state and county, so we decided to let all the students appreciate it as well."

"At the same time, we have discussed and want to add a competition. After appreciating the articles, all students can also try to write a similar article for competition. Of course, everything is free. Those who are willing to challenge can go to the school to get a chair and paper and pen."

"The time is only today, and there will be no more waiting after the expiration date."

As Chen Shiling finished speaking, Liu Ximing, who was standing beside him, became filled with literary energy. He took out a pen and began to write in the air.

Suddenly, as Liu Ximing wrote, large golden characters appeared one by one in the air.

The students couldn't help but look up and read the article recognized by the three deans.

A student looked at the words in the air and murmured: "Penglai Pavilion Preface"

Liu Ximing finished writing a thousand-word article in a short time.

A group of students looked at the thousand-word article. The article was well-balanced and the language was gorgeous. Just by reading it through, they could feel that the person was full of confidence when writing it. The whole article flowed smoothly and naturally.

After appreciating and tasting it, someone immediately shook his head, gave up the competition, stood aside, and watched the performance of other students present.

Some people are directly immersed in it and watch it with fascination.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Tang Tianyu and Chen Shiling looked at each other and stepped forward and said, "Dear students, this article was written by my civil servants when they accompanied me to Penglai Pavilion. After climbing up the attic and looking at the beautiful scenery, I was inspired. It can be said that both the right time and the right place are indispensable."

"I have a request here. This article was obtained from Penglai Pavilion. You can also choose buildings or historical sites. As long as the writing is as good as this one, the spiritual weapon I carry with me: the ethereal jade will be his."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the spiritual weapon in Tang Tianyu's hand.

I saw ten earthly evil prohibitions flashing on it, which were extremely precious to most people present.

Some people even exclaimed: "It's actually a Disha Spirit Soldier. I don't know who is so lucky to get this thing."

Tang Tianyu said with a smile: "However, if no one can write an article better than this one, then this ethereal jade will belong to my civil servant."

"Teng Ming, do you have the confidence to receive the spiritual treasure that this king will bestow upon you?"

A young man with elegant manners walked out from the crowd and said, "I will definitely take the general's reward. If you want to compete with me for the spiritual weapon, show your true ability and let me see the Confucian level of the students of Haoran Academy."

"If the academy doesn't like the general's things and deliberately gives them to me, I will be very grateful."

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

As Teng Ming finished his words, many students became furious and shouted at him.

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Chen Shiling on the side decided to add fuel to the fire.

So he stepped forward and said, "Everyone, just show your true abilities. I believe in your strength."

"Since the prince has offered a reward, our academy must follow suit. I have a magical treasure called the Star Chessboard, which has the effect of sealing off space and trapping enemies. It will also be offered as a reward."

As the reward turned into two Earthly Demon Spirit Weapons, all the students in the courtyard were excited. However, when they thought of their own writing level, they suddenly became disappointed.

Chu Mo and others who were on the outskirts of the crowd watched everything that happened from afar, with no expression on their faces, they just watched quietly.

Chu Mo had already guessed some of Chen Shiling and Tang Tianyu's plans, especially when he noticed that the civil servant did not call them "Prince" or "Sir" but "General", which seemed to have a deeper meaning.

Yao Guangxiao, who was standing aside, had a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he had seen through everything.

Tang Feichen first looked at Chu Mo getting four Earthly Demonic Treasures, and he was already full of envy. Now he got two more as rewards, which made Tang Feichen very greedy.

Looking at Tang Feichen who was eager to try, Chu Mo joked: "Why, Young Master Youlong in the Jianghu, do you also want to compete for the reward? But I have to remind you that you are a military cultivator. Although you have some literary talent, I kindly remind you that if you lose, it will not only be embarrassing for you, but the prince is still there."

Tang Feichen rolled his eyes at Chu Mo and said, "Such an excellent article, I, Tang Feichen, still have self-awareness, I know it would be embarrassing to go there."

At this time, someone shouted, "Look, it's Lu Changan. And Xu Yanjun and Shi Huaili, they're moving. Are they going to challenge him?"

As the voice rang out, everyone present immediately focused their attention on the three people.

Lu Changan, Xu Yanjun and Shi Huaili ignored everyone's gazes and quickly walked into the school.

At this moment, two figures came into the school one after another.

Chu Mo just happened to look up and noticed this scene, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.