Wei Kingdom Tribute Courtyard.
There were also many students of the Ten Nations there to take part in the final assessment.
Many cultivators rushed to the Tribute Courtyard as soon as they passed the physical body pagoda.
They did not want to waste time. After all, they knew that they could not break the record. It was better to hurry to the examination courtyard and revise.
Moreover, because the third stage was the Literary Test, a large number of cultivators had gathered outside the Contribution Courtyard. They were looking forward to the Contribution Courtyard examination.
After all, he had seen too many battles between prodigies. It would be interesting to watch a literary battle once in a while.
"It's Elite Ye."
"Senior Brother Ye is here."
"Tsk tsk, his son should be like Ye Tianjiao."
"I wonder how Senior Brother Ye's literary talent is."
"Senior Brother Ye looks like a scholar at a glance. I bet his literary talent must be extraordinary."
"Yeah, Senior Brother Ye looks like someone who's been educated. I reckon he won't be too bad."
Everyone discussed and felt that Ye Ping\'s aura was just like that of a peerless Confucian immortal. They subconsciously felt that Ye Ping should have been educated.
In the Wei Kingdom's Tribute Courtyard.
Ye Ping bowed to the crowd politely.
Then, they arrived at the entrance of the Tribute Hall.
At this moment, there were many books placed on both sides of the entrance of the Contribution Courtyard. There were also a few elders standing guard.
"Ye Ping, in the books on both sides, there are the literary test questions for this time. You can choose to take a look first."
"Once you step into the Tribute Courtyard, you can't leave. Be careful."
The elder told Ye Ping that there were questions for the literary test in the books on both sides.
Because once one stepped into the Tribute Courtyard, one could not leave.
"Thank you for your reminder, Elder."
Ye Ping nodded. Ye Ping did not think that he was 100% confident about passing the literary test. Although he had been in the limelight with the calligraphy of his previous life when he had just transmigrated, he was still in the limelight.
However, the literary examination was different. No matter how good one's essay was, if it was not on point, one would not be able to pass.
Hence, Ye Ping was very cautious as he flipped open the books on the desks on both sides and read them carefully.
There were hundreds of books in total, most of which were about the deeds of people. Ye Ping read them carefully, not daring to miss anything.
Two hours later.
Ye Ping finished reading hundreds of books and memorized them.
After confirming that there was no doubt, Ye Ping walked into the Tribute Courtyard.
At this moment.
There were hundreds of desks in the Tribute Courtyard. Only half of the participating students were there. Most of the students were either taking the physical body pagoda test or reading outside.
After all, the Wen Ju was a headache for many cultivators.
They knew a lot of things, but it was still difficult for them to make a big deal out of it.
"Exalted Immortal, follow me."
At this moment, the attendant of the academy walked over and guided Ye Ping to a desk.
There were three red wooden blocks on the desk. The boy pointed at them and said.
"Exalted Immortal, the test question is within this wooden block."
He said.
Ye Ping nodded and thanked him before flipping over the wooden block.
The first one was engraved with the words [Persuasion].
On the second piece, the words "Luck" were carved.
On the third piece, it was engraved with the words "Hero".
The so-called Literary Test was to write an essay based on one of the questions. The three questions were to test the ability of a scholar.
If the essay he wrote could perfectly fit the examination questions, even if it was a little inferior, it would still be considered a superior work.
An essay was an essay, and a literary examination was a literary examination.
The most important thing in an essay was to answer the question, while the most important thing in an essay was its content.
After seeing the examination questions, Ye Ping couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Thinking about the books outside, Ye Ping suddenly came to a realization.
Sure enough, the test questions were hidden in the book.
All of a sudden, Ye Ping did not start writing and was instead deep in thought.
He was thinking about what article to write.
Persuasion, luck, and heroes.
He could just choose one.
However, if he wanted to pass the exam in one go, he would have to answer all the questions.
However, Ye Ping was confident that he would be able to write a perfect essay regardless of which one he split up.
However, it would be difficult to write all of them.
"Ah!!! How exactly should I write it? "
In the Tribute Courtyard, a cultivator couldn't help but frown and drop the brush in his hand, causing the ink to stain the essay. He wailed with bloodshot eyes.
"Don't make any noise in the Tribute Courtyard. Chase him away."
In an instant, a loud and clear voice sounded.
It was the voice of the examiner, a great Confucian of the Ten Nations. In an instant, an invisible force sent the student out of the Tribute Courtyard.
That was the power of a great Confucian. Words were divine.
Ye Ping looked at all of this and couldn't help but feel emotional. He didn't expect a scholar to have such an ability. If he had known earlier, he might have taken the path of a Confucian scholar.
However, it was not the time to think about that now.
Ye Ping closed his eyes tightly.
He was thinking hard, and peerless essays flashed through his mind.
Unfortunately, none of them matched the topic. To be precise, none of them matched the three topics.
Ah.
His head hurt.
Two full hours passed.
While Ye Ping was thinking hard …
All of a sudden …
A breeze blew over.
The breeze creased Ye Ping's long robe.
However, in an instant, Ye Ping seemed to have an epiphany.
'Persuasion, fortune, hero? '
At this moment, there was an essay in Ye Ping's mind.
In the next moment, this article rose up in his mind like a sun.
"This is it!"
"This is it!"
"This is it!"
Ye Ping clenched his fists. He was overjoyed. For a scholar, it was an opportunity that could only be encountered by chance.
After thinking hard for two hours, he suddenly had an epiphany. That feeling made his scalp tingle.
Phew!
Ye Ping took a deep breath and then waved his hand, after which a light green weasel hair brush appeared between his fingers.
At the next moment …
Ye Ping wrote on the blank rice paper.
"There are unexpected events in the sky, and people have their blessings and misfortunes."
"A centipede has a hundred feet, but it can't move as fast as a snake."
"A rooster has two wings, but it can't fly as fast as a crow."
"A horse can travel a thousand kilometers, but it can't travel on its own without a steed."
"A man has the ambition to soar into the sky, but it can't be done without luck."
Ye Ping wrote with all his essence, energy, and spirit.
However, at the instant that Ye Ping put down his brush, the entire piece of rice paper emitted beams of golden light.
Boom! Boom!
At this moment, the stone statues in the Tribute Courtyard trembled. Those were the stone statues of the great Confucian scholars of the Ten Nations. Besides, the people who could "erect statues" in the Tribute Courtyard were not ordinary Confucian scholars.
They were great Confucian scholars who had been recognized by heaven and earth and had mastered the power of speech. They could command the Heavenly Fate with their words.
The three invigilators were also great Confucian scholars of the Ten Nations, but they were not qualified to erect statues in the Tribute Courtyard.
However, the stone statue of the great Confucian scholar in the Tribute Courtyard suddenly trembled, attracting the attention of countless people.
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"Look, the essay written by Senior Brother Ye is actually glowing?"
"What mystical ability is this? I want to learn it too. "
"Each word is worth a thousand taels of gold, each word is worth a thousand taels of gold."
"What do you mean? What does that mean? "
"Ah, what kind of essay is Senior Brother Ye writing? Every word is worth a thousand taels of gold? "
In the Tribute Courtyard, all the students who were taking the examination couldn't help but be shocked, especially a few students who instantly understood something and stared at Ye Ping with their eyes wide open.
"What exactly does it mean to write a thousand taels of gold? Is it very precious to write a thousand taels of gold per word? "
Some people still didn't understand and couldn't help but ask.
"You're really illiterate. The so-called 'a thousand taels of gold per word' means that this person's essay is invaluable and every word is worth a thousand taels of gold. However, this is just a description. It doesn't mean that it's only worth a thousand taels of gold, it's just a description of how precious it is."
"That's right. Only nation-stabilizing essays can produce the phenomenon of one word being worth a thousand taels of gold. An essay with hundreds of words, and each word being worth a thousand taels of gold, can stabilize the destiny of a nation. I didn't expect Senior Brother Ye to not only have heaven-defying strength, but also have such literary talent?"
"It should be a nation-stabilizing essay. Oh my God, it's a nation-stabilizing essay. This is something that even great Confucians can't write. Since ancient times, nation-stabilizing essays can only appear in the Ten Nations Imperial Examination. This essay can suppress the destiny of a nation."
"Senior Brother Ye, if you finish writing this essay, you can directly become a great Confucian. That's heaven-defying, this is simply heaven-defying."
In the Tribute Courtyard, there were also some cultivators who knew about literary examinations and the division of scholars. Hence, they couldn't help but speak up in shock.
"What? You can directly become a great Confucian with just one essay? "
"Are you serious? You can become a great Confucian with just one essay? Is there such a thing? "
"There are only seven great Confucians in the entire Wei Nation. You can become a great Confucian just by writing a random essay? Are you bluffing? "
However, some people were shocked as they simply didn't believe that one could become a great Confucian with just one essay.
In their opinion, no matter how good an essay was, it couldn't make one become a great Confucian.
"Ridiculous, do you think the Confucian Dao is the same as cultivation? The Confucian Dao is all about attaining the Dao and ascending to immortality. Besides, what do you mean by a random essay? Open your eyes and take a look, this is a nation-stabilizing essay. Even great Confucians might not be able to write it. "
"Yes, it's a nation-stabilizing essay. There are seven great Confucians in Wei Nation, but only one of them wrote a nation-stabilizing essay and obtained the recognition of heaven and earth. He is a great Confucian of heaven and earth who has the destiny of heaven and earth. His words are law and he has the ability to listen to heaven."
"I'm so jealous. Senior Brother Ye is really inhuman. His cultivation talent and physical strength are terrifying too. I didn't expect his essay to be so extraordinary too. It's a nation-stabilizing essay. How can we live?"
At this moment, it wasn't just the people inside the Tribute Courtyard. Even the people outside the Tribute Courtyard noticed something.
An indescribable aura filled the entire Tribute Courtyard, and the statue of the great Confucian was trembling continuously.
"Silence!"
However, at this moment …
In the depths of the Tribute Courtyard.
A voice sounded. It was the voice of the great Confucian. His voice seemed to have divine power as it made the entire Tribute Courtyard fall silent with just one word.
Even the statue calmed down.
It was the Tribute Courtyard and the examination venue, so it naturally had to be solemn and quiet.
Inside the Tribute Courtyard.
Three great Confucians were sitting in the main hall. The three of them were all elders and they looked calm, but there was surprise in their eyes that could not be concealed.
"I didn't expect this person to be able to write a nation-stabilizing essay at such a young age. The new generation really excels the old."
"Yes, it's really enviable for him to have written a nation-stabilizing essay at such a young age."
"Ah, it's a pity. If he were a great Confucian, he would be able to obtain the recognition of heaven and earth and become a great Confucian of heaven and earth with just a nation-stabilizing essay."
"There's nothing to be pitiful about. Judging from his bones, Qi, and blood, I'm afraid he's not more than 25 years old. A great Confucian under the age of 25 is hard to find in the world. Within a hundred years, he will definitely become a great Confucian of heaven and earth. The lineage of Confucianism has finally produced an unprecedented genius."
The three of them communicated. They were also very shocked, but as great Confucians, they wouldn't panic just because of a nation-stabilizing essay.
If it were any other day, they might indeed be more agitated, but now that they were invigilators, they had to pay more attention to their image and status.
Hence, the three of them sat there quietly and did not do anything drastic.
Of course, after Ye Ping finished writing the essay, they would obviously rush to read it.
Outside the Tribute Courtyard.
Ye Ping wrote swiftly and he seemed to have forgotten everything. Golden words appeared on the rice paper one after another, each of which was priceless.
Behind Ye Ping, there were a total of eight talents.
That was the meaning of the eight talents.
The essay that Ye Ping wrote was called 'Exhortation to the World', also known as' Ode to the Cold Kiln 'and' Ode to the Broken Kiln '.
It was a famous poem.
It was suitable for the topic and the occasion.
The theme of the essay was to advise people to follow the will of Heaven and not to look down on themselves or always think about fighting against Heaven. Sometimes, it would be a good thing to let nature take its course.
Secondly, the essay used many famous people as the topic, such as' Peerless Writing ',' Confucius met Chen Bang and was outstanding in martial arts', 'Tai Gong fished in the Wei River', 'Yan Yuan had a short life but was not a vicious person', and 'How could Daotuo be a kind person?'
Of course, there were no loopholes in this world. Ye Ping had read many stories of heroes outside the Tribute Courtyard, so he made some changes, but the meaning remained the same.
The rhyme of the poem was changed.
However, an article did not care about a single word or phrase. What mattered was the connotation, the essence, and the content that the article wanted to express. This was the core of an article.
In the end …
Ye Ping wrote faster and faster, and his thoughts were clear.
"Some are poor before getting rich, some are old and strong before getting old. He's full of essays but his hair is white, but he doesn't pass the exam. He's untalented and shallow. The palace maids in the deep courtyard become prostitutes and dissolute women are not fit to be wives. "
"When the sky is out of season, the sun and moon lose their light, the earth is out of season, the grass and trees do not grow, the water is out of season, the wind and waves are uneven, people are out of season, and fortune is out of season. Who doesn't want wealth? If one doesn't follow the eight characters of the eight characters, how can he be a minister?"
Ye Ping wrote faster and faster, and in the end, he even thought about the time when he had just transmigrated.
In order to pursue the Immortal Dao, he struggled hard, but by chance, he met Daoist Tai Hua and stepped onto the Immortal Dao. Luck turned, and the Great Dao became natural.
A full quarter of an hour later.
When Ye Ping finished writing the last word, he couldn't help but exhale a mouthful of turbid air.
At this moment, his essence, Qi, and spirit reached perfection and his thoughts were completely clear. All his worries, thoughts, and everything else were put aside at this moment.
However, at this moment …
The entire Tribute Courtyard suddenly became extremely green, and in the next moment, a gust of wind blew over. A Bodhi Wisdom Tree actually appeared behind Ye Ping.
The branches of the Bodhi Tree drooped down, and the sounds of sutras filled the air, making one feel enlightened and relieved of their worries.
The Golden Wheel of Expiation appeared behind Ye Ping's head, illuminating him like a true Buddha.
However, at this moment …
Boom boom boom!
Boom! Boom!
The rice paper on the desk suddenly burst into boundless golden rays of light that surged into the sky.
All the stone statues in the entire Tribute Courtyard trembled at this moment, and even the great Confucian incantations could not be suppressed.
In fact, several shadows even appeared in the sky above the Tribute Courtyard.
The shadows were holding scrolls in their hands and exuding a strong aura of talent.
"There are unforeseen events in the sky, and people have their blessings and misfortunes."
"When the sky is out of season, the sun and moon lose their light. When the earth is out of season, grass and trees do not grow."
The sounds of sutras filled the air.
It spread throughout the entire Wei Nation, and countless cultivators and commoners heard it. It was chanted by the soul of a great Confucian.
In the Tribute Courtyard.
The three great Confucians were completely astonished at this moment.
"Peerless article! This is a peerless article! This is actually a peerless article? "
"A peerless article that will be passed down for a thousand generations?"
"How is this possible? How can it be a peerless article? "
The three great Confucians froze in the main hall, and their eyes were filled with disbelief and extreme shock.
It was because Ye Ping's article was not the so-called national stabilizing poem, but a peerless article of the highest level.
There were five grades of articles.
City-spreading article, national-strengthening article, national-stabilizing article, thousand-year article, and peerless article.
City-spreading article could be passed down to an ancient city.
City-spreading article could be passed down to the nation, and it was of great talent.
State-stabilizing article could be passed down to the nation, and it could suppress the destiny of the nation.
A thousand-year article could be passed down for thousands of years. If the great Confucian of heaven and earth wrote it, he could become a Second Sage, and his article would be passed down for thousands of years, benefiting the scholars of the future.
A peerless article could be the only one in the world who could reach the peak alone. The author could be a half-sage, and the scholar of the world would be a half-sage.
The dynasty would consecrate him, and the scholars of the world would respect him.
Such an article would only appear once every 5,000 years.
However, they didn't expect a peerless article to appear in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament.
Whoosh!
At this moment, several figures appeared in the Wei Nation Tribute Courtyard. They were the powerhouses of the Ten Nations Academy who rushed over immediately with incomparable shock on their faces.
In the Wei Nation palace.
All the civil and military officials of the imperial court were discussing something.
However, all of a sudden, a loud and clear voice sounded.
"There are unpredictable storms in the sky, and people have their ups and downs."
"When the sky is out of season, there will be no light from the sun and moon. When the earth is out of season, there will be no vegetation."
An ancient voice sounded. It was the soul of the great Confucian of heaven and earth chanting sutras.
It spread throughout the entire Wei Nation.
The palace was naturally the first to hear it.
In an instant, the court officials were stunned, and no one knew what had happened.
However, in an instant, the Prime Minister of the Wei Nation couldn't help but stiffen, and then he walked out of the main hall while trembling.
"A peerless article, it's a peerless article. Someone has written a peerless article. Is there going to be a Sage in the Confucian lineage again?"
His voice was extremely agitated, and he didn't even care about the emperor as he scurried towards the Tribute Courtyard.
"What? A peerless article? Xu Xiang, wait for me. "
"There's a Sage in this world every 5,000 years. Is there going to be a Sage in the human race?"
"Hurry up, it's the location of the Wei Nation Tribute Courtyard. Hurry up and go."
All of a sudden, all the civil officials ran towards the Wei Nation Tribute Courtyard.
They were scholars, and although they had entered the court as officials, they were still full of pride and arrogance.
Naturally, they were extremely excited.
As for the emperor?
At most, they would be punished when they returned. If they couldn't witness the peerless article, they would really regret it for thousands of years.
All the civil officials ran away.
At this moment, everyone in the court was a little dumbfounded.
"Your Majesty, these civil officials are simply lawless. How dare they dismiss the court in advance?"
At this moment, a military official hollered in anger, wanting to criticize them.
However, in an instant, the emperor of the Wei Nation spoke up.
"Wait for me, I'll go with you. Dismiss, dismiss!"
The emperor of the Wei Nation said. In the next moment, his figure disappeared too.
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