Creation Color Master

Fan Zhongyan on this side was also immersed in his own creation, not affected by the outside world at all.

"If the rain is heavy and the moon does not come out, the wind is howling, and the waves are surging..."

"When I climb this tower, I feel homesick for my country, worried about slander and fear of ridicule, and feel bleak and extremely sad."

Fan Zhongyan wrote faster and faster, and the other half of the sky outside the school was even more turbulent, as if a strange phenomenon would appear in the next second.

"When spring comes, the scenery is bright and peaceful, the sea is calm, the sky is blue and boundless..."

"When the long smoke clears, the moon shines brightly in the sky, the floating light sparkles, the still shadows sink into the jade, and the fishermen sing to each other, what a joy this is!"

"When I climb this tower, I feel relaxed and happy, forgetting all honors and disgraces, drinking wine in the breeze, feeling extremely happy."

In an instant, the strange vision slowly emerged before everyone's eyes like an ink painting.

I heard someone shout, "Look, there is another vision."

Chen Shiling was also very surprised. They didn't expect that a competition would bring out the two top Confucian talents.

Everyone seemed to feel the gentle spring breeze and the bright sunshine. The water in the distance was calm like a mirror. The sky, water and lake were connected, giving people a feeling of being immersed in the scene.

As the scene changed, everyone who was intoxicated by it only felt the passage of time, the time passed by like an arrow, the bright moonlight at night poured down, and the ripples on the lake surface sparkled like gold and jade.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and its reflection looks like a jade disk sinking into the water.

The picture of a person leaning against a high building alone and enjoying the scenery on a moonlit night is so fascinating that you feel as if you are actually there.

Fan Zhongyan was already immersed in it at this time, and he was writing freely with his pen and ink. The characters appeared on the paper quickly and vividly.

On the other hand, Wang Bo's fluent writing style is no less inferior to Fan Zhongyan's.

"Alas! Bad luck and a miserable life."

"Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal."

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"Old but still strong, would you rather change your heart when you are old?"

"The poorer I am, the more determined I am. I will never give up my ambition."

As Wang Bo wrote word by word, the vision in the air continued to sublimate. The spiritual light of Confucianism and Taoism shone in all directions, and the laws of literature and Taoism were faintly congratulating each other.

The two strange phenomena in the air were not clearly distinguished. The shadows of the two tall buildings were facing each other in the air, vaguely gazing at each other, as if it was a collision across time and space.

Wang Bo and Fan Zhongyan seemed to have sensed something, and both of them had smiles on their faces, but their hands did not slow down at all.

“Do not be happy with things, do not be sad with yourself”

"The high pavilion of King Teng is facing the Zhujiang River, and Peiyu sings Luan to stop singing and dancing."

“If you are in a high position in government, you worry about the people; if you are far away in the countryside, you worry about your ruler.”

"The painted beams fly over the clouds of Nanpu in the morning, and the pearl curtains roll up the rain of Xishan in the evening."

"If we advance, we are worried; if we retreat, we are worried. Then when will we be happy?"

"The shadows of Xianyuntan are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns."

"He must have said, 'Before the world worries, you worry about yourself; after the world is happy, you enjoy yourself'!"

"Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the railings, the Yangtze River flows in vain."

As the two articles finished writing, they suddenly became more brilliant and soared into the sky.

At the same time, the handwriting of the two articles was projected in the sky, and everyone in the world could see the contents of the articles at the same time.

Fan Wenxuan cried out in amazement: "The article is passed down through the world. It is the article that is passed down through the world. Haha, today the academy actually has two articles that are passed down through the world at the same time. God bless our Confucianism."

At the same time, everyone in the world saw the works of the two.

Countless people from the Bai family expressed their regret, saying that it would be great if such talents were from their own sect, and their eyes were filled with envy.

In the imperial capital, Tang Tiansheng, who had been paying attention to the strange phenomena, had not yet returned to the Taiji Hall and directly saw two articles appearing in the air.

All the civil and military officials were watching quietly, and for a moment there was silence in front of the hall.

Suddenly, Tang Tiansheng burst into laughter.

"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. Good, good, it's really well written."

"He is the one who worries about the world before he worries about himself, and is happy after the world is happy. Such awareness and such a wise minister are truly written into my heart. I wish I could meet him in person."

"You need to study it carefully and learn the qualities in it."

Of course, the articles that spread throughout the world were not limited to the Xiayang Dynasty.

Above the vast sea east of Yunzhou, the azure blue sea surface was occasionally rising with waves.

The waves crash against the shore, piercing through gold and splitting rock.

In the abyss of the deep sea, a huge dragon head was seen slowly rising. The dragon's eyes passed through layers of green waves and saw the strange phenomenon appearing in the sky.

"It's really abominable that such a great talent has appeared in the human race."

"Tang Tianyu and the three deans of Haoran Academy beat me up. I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I take revenge."

"According to the time, today should be the day when Haoran Academy holds an exchange conference. Tang Tianyu should be in Haoran Academy right now."

"I must find a way to strangle the human race's great talents in the cradle."

Just as a dragon roar was heard from the bottom of the abyss, the second and third realm monsters guarding outside, such as the Panming Black Turtle, the Hunxu Dragon Whale, the Deep Sea Demon Shark, etc., all took action.

For a moment, the sea was turbulent and murderous intent was raging under the sea. An assassination attempt against Wang Bo and Fan Zhongyan began.

The strange vision eventually disappeared slowly, but the students still looked obsessed, immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Wang Bo and Fan Zhongyan were like close friends. They smiled at each other, put away the manuscripts, and walked out of the school together.

Lu Changan and others were still writing articles in long agony, but seeing that Wang Bo and the others had already finished, they had long lost their desire to compete.

This competition was a huge blow to the three of them. They had been the center of attention among the students in the academy, talented and often praised. They had been complacent with their small achievements, but they had never imagined that one day they would be able to see the genius in their own eyes.

At the same time, Chen Shiling, Fan Wenxuan, Liu Ximing and Tang Tianyu all came to the door of the thatched cottage, waiting for the two people to walk out of the school.

Seeing the top four people in Yunzhou actually waiting outside the school in person, with an appearance of respect and humility, the surrounding students were shocked.

But no one said anything, because they felt that the two people who wrote such an article deserved such treatment.

In the face of such great strength, they did not feel the slightest bit of jealousy.

Seeing the two of them walk out, everyone's eyes lit up.

Chen Shiling was even more excited: "My two friends, I am Chen Shiling, the dean of Haoran Academy. What are your names?"

"My name is Wang Bo, courtesy name Zi'an"

"My name is Fan Zhongyan, courtesy name Xiwen"

Chen Shiling said: "Well, you two have outstanding literary talent. Your articles have aroused great interest and spread all over the world. I am afraid that you are now famous all over the world. This is cause for celebration."

Wang Bo and Fan Zhongyan said modestly: "You are too polite, Dean. It was just luck."

At this time, Tang Tianyu stepped forward and said, "How can it be luck? If it is really luck, then I have not yet created a masterpiece in my half-life. Strength is strength, there is no doubt about that."

"Fan Zhongyan, I wonder if you are interested in following me. I admire you very much. If you are willing to serve in my army, I will treat you as a military advisor. How do you think?"

Seeing that Tang Tianyu had already started to win us over, Chen Shiling said, "You two are Confucianists, and Haoran Academy is the best academy in the world. I wonder if you are willing to stay in the academy. If you are willing, you can be promoted to the new master of the academy."

The two looked at each other, and Wang Bo bowed respectfully and said, "Bo, I pay my respects to the dean."

Fan Zhongyan bowed slightly to Tang Tianyu and said, "Fan Xiwen greets His Majesty."

Watching the two people make their choices, both talented people stayed in Yunzhou, which made everyone happy.