Chapter 281 The No. 1 Idol of the Taoist People in the World!

The words of these literati immediately caused a sensation in the audience.

"It turns out that this is the emperor of Beixuan, and he is indeed a talented person, and he is suave!"

"I heard that the emperor is a literary sage today, and as the husband of Empress Xuanbing, his cultivation base is naturally superb. No wonder he can hold down the two predecessors, Quansheng and Jiujianxian at the same time!"

"The emperor is really Yan Ruyu, the man in the book!"

"Today I am fortunate to witness the emperor's arrival, I am so lucky!"

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At this moment, millions of people are boiling.

Everyone's eyes were filled with fiery admiration.

In their opinion, Lin Xuan is not only a man of the Empress Xuanbing, but also a very noble man.

And he is the number one person in the literary world today.

The Venerable Wen Sheng, who deserves his name, is full of knowledge and knowledge.

To put it bluntly, he is the number one idol of all the people of the world.

Now that they can get close contact with idols, how can these people not be crazy and excited because of this?

"Meet Wen Sheng!"

In an instant, everyone looked pious and bowed down.

Lin Xuan nodded politely to everyone.

When everyone saw this, they showed a look of admiration.

In their opinion, Lin Xuan's attitude is gentle and humble, without the slightest arrogance.

But the more he did, the more he seemed to be respected.

It was as if he was already sitting on the cloud, looking down at all the students in the world.

In his eyes, there is a broad feeling that transcends things.

Then, Zhou Wendong, the elder of the Black and White Academy, greeted him with a humble expression:

"Sir is above, because the Zhangyuan and the Deputy Zhangyuan are going to the back mountain to wait for the Master Jiujianxian to leave the customs, so the next person will receive the gentleman first!"

He was afraid of neglecting Lin Xuan, so he quickly explained the matter.

Even so, he was still uneasy.

After all, Wen Sheng was here, and neither the Head Court nor the Deputy Head Court were present. It was obviously rude.

Lin Xuan said with a nonchalant expression: "Then there is work."

Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't care, Zhou Wendong couldn't help being overjoyed, and said with admiration: "Sir, please come to the living room first!"

Afterwards, he took Lin Xuan, and Jiang Jiubai and several other quasi-sage scholars into the Black and White Academy.

Walking into the reception hall, Lin Xuan saw a high-quality rice paper on the table in front of him.

Zhou Wendong pointed at the rice paper and said:

"Sir, this piece of paper is a special spiritual tool made by our Black and White Academy. It was originally planned to be written by Jiang Daru to write us a famous saying about studying, and then frame it to make a plaque."

"Now that the gentleman is here, of course, this matter is done by the gentleman, which is the most suitable!"

Jiang Jiubai stroked his beard and smiled and said, "The teacher is so talented, and if he writes a sentence or two, it will become a treasure of your Black and White Academy!"

"Teacher?" Zhou Wendong was taken aback when he heard it, "So, Jiang Daru, you have already worshipped Mr.

Shen Yakang and Yue Honglun said, "It's not only Jiang Zhunsheng, we also worship Mr.

"Quasi-Saint?!" Zhou Wendong's beard trembled in shock.

He understood instantly.

It must be that Lin Xuan raised the cultivation of Jiang Jiubai and the three of them, and made them willingly apprentice.

On second thought, he felt that Jiang Jiubai and the others were really lucky.

To be fortunate enough to become a disciple of the current literati, this is a blessing that countless literati in the world cannot cultivate in their lifetimes!

"Sir is a god!" The admiration on Zhou Wendong's face almost turned into drops of water, and he quickly brought out a pen and inkstone, "Sir, please!"

Jiang Jiubai and other quasi-sage scholars all showed their expectant expressions at this time.

They were extremely convinced that what Lin Xuan was going to write next must be a famous quote that is rare in the world.

Lin Xuan smiled lightly and took the pen.

Just from Xuan Juetian's book, I found a few famous sayings that scholars asked about when they were studying.

Then, the pen fell on the paper, and these sentences were written in one breath.

Set your mind for heaven and earth!

Live for the people!

For the sake of the pilgrimage to the saints!

Peace for the world!

call! ! !

Just after his last stroke fell.

An incomparably bright colorful holy light rushed from the paper to the sky.

in the blink of an eye.

The holy light turned into colorful clouds, shrouding the black and white academy with a radius of 10,000 miles.

Under its light, the Black and White Academy is full of brilliance, and the aura of a saint is full of sage.

Everyone seems to be immersed in the spiritual spring outside the sky, the pores are wide open, and the wisdom is flashing.

"Colorful holy light, the image of a saint! This must be the world-shattering sentence created by the emperor again!"

"As expected of Wen Sheng's majestic aura, it's really huge and vast!"

"I didn't expect that I was fortunate enough to be touched by a saint today. I'm so lucky!"

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Under the colorful holy light and the holy aura, everyone felt that their cultivation was rapidly improving.

This made their instant admiration for Lin Xuan to the extreme.

Some people even bowed down and worshipped in the Black and White Academy in a gesture of worshipping the gods.

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The north of the Black and White Academy is backed by a towering mountain.

There is a huge and luxurious palace halfway up the mountain, which was built by the Black and White Academy.

This is not only the place where the tablet of Wang Xi, the ancestor of the Academy, is enshrined, but also the place where the senior officials of the Academy have discussed important matters.

And this time.

Xie Wenting, the head of the Black and White Academy, with his deputy head Ma Xinchang and Zhao Qingping, stood respectfully on the right side of the hall.

In front of them, there is an invisible stone door.

There is a secret room behind this stone gate, where another patriarch, Li Xiake, retreated.

bang~

After waiting for a long time, a loud noise suddenly came from the wall in front.

I saw that the stone gate finally opened.

An incomparably thick sword energy rushed towards the face, causing Xie Wenting and others to look in awe.

"Grandpa is out!"

He saw Li Xiake, dressed in Tsing Yi, carrying a jug, and carrying a long sword, and walked out.

His pair of star eyes gleamed with sword light, and his aura was fierce and threatening.

It's amazing.

Not only is his sword qi rich and majestic, but his breath contains a very tyrannical righteousness.

It seems that he is a combination of a swordsman and a literati.

"Meet the ancestors!"

Xie Wenting and others hurriedly knelt down.

They felt Li Xiake's breath carefully, and the color of awe in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

Grandpa is about to break through to the Emperor Realm!

"Get up."

Li Xiake had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and when Void raised his hand, he had the majesty of his ancestors.

Xie Wenting got up and stepped forward and said, "Master Patriarch, the 30,000-year celebration is ready!"

"According to the calculation of time, it is estimated that all the literati in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain should also arrive. As soon as you leave the customs, the celebration can officially begin!"

"Okay!" Li Xiake nodded with satisfaction.

This time he retreated for more than 8,000 years, and he was waiting for the grand ceremony to be held today.

Seeing that the time was approaching, he waved his hand to put away the jug.

Then he straightened his clothes and strode towards the door.

Boom! !

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, shaking the entire hall slightly.

Li Xiake couldn't help frowning.

Looking down, I found that it turned out to be a black coffin that was inserted into the marble-paved floor.

The coffin was unscathed, but the ground cracked thousands of cracks.

This means that the person who shot and dropped the coffin is very powerful.

"Senior brother!"

A slightly old voice came out.

An old man in a black robe came out from behind the coffin and looked at Li Xiake coldly:

"Did you give me the jade slip of Master's inheritance? Or did I give you this coffin?"