The Painting of Mountains and Rivers of the Gods of Earth and Vale spread out in all directions, infecting everyone. Finally, after a long sigh, it was once again absorbed into the white jade manuscript. The white jade manuscript also emitted a green light at this moment, resonating with the golden manuscript of the Heavenly Marquis of the East from afar.
Heavenly Marquis of the Heavens, Battle Dragon Aura!
Golden Cicada, Splendid Mountains and Rivers Map!
Both of them were equally matched. In the past imperial examinations, it was already shocking enough for one such essay to appear. Now, there were actually two at once?
The examinees looked at Heavenly Marquis of the West and Golden Cicada with admiration. The two of them didn't have any arrogance. Golden Cicada put his palms together and was incomparably calm. As for Heavenly Marquis, he looked to the north and south of the Imperial Library.
To the north was Zhong Shan, and to the south was Mister Shui Jing.
Sitting in front of the Imperial Library, the Grand Xuan King was still incomparably calm as he patiently waited for the six hours to end.
Those who finished writing stood beside the table and looked at their own essays before looking in the direction of the others.
At this moment, in the south, Mister Shui Jing also finished his final stroke.
After finishing his stroke, Mister Shui Jing's eyes widened as a wave of arrogance gushed out from his eyes. This wave of arrogance seemed to be able to make anyone who looked into his eyes feel ashamed.
However, this wave of arrogance came and went quickly, unlike Gu Lin who maintained it all the time.
Seeing that wave of arrogance, Gu Lin, who was on the floating island in the distance, widened his eyes as a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.
And just as the last stroke was finished.
"Gu dong dong, gu dong dong, gu dong dong …"
The Grand Xuan King quickly stood up and looked in the direction of the sound.
It was the Imperial Library. Around the Imperial Library, countless predecessors' sculptures suddenly trembled. Not all of them, but most of them trembled as if they were lamenting about a world-shocking essay.
The Grand Xuan King looked over. Those sculptures were all dead scholars of the past. They were sculptures of scholars of the Celestial Dynasties of the past. These were sculptures of scholars that gathered the Great Confucian Qi of the world.
The living scholars could use the Great Confucian Qi collected by the sculptures of the Imperial Library to cleanse themselves. As for the dead scholars, their Great Confucian Qi was constantly immersed in the sculptures. However, it couldn't be absorbed. In addition to the blood essence of the former scholars, it became a Great Confucian Spirit.
After Mister Shui Jing finished his essay, all of them trembled.
"Weng ~ ~ ~ ~"
One of the statues suddenly trembled. Then, a huge shadow suddenly shot out from the statue. In everyone's eyes, the huge shadow suddenly rushed towards Mister Shui Jing's essay and flew straight into it.
"Weng ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
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More and more statues, as well as more and more illusory figures, rushed toward Mister Shui Jing's floating island. Their imposing manner caused some of the people who were writing to suddenly stop and look at Mister Shui Jing in shock.
What was that?
Xis, Xuan Xxuan Xuan. Xuan? Xuan Xa Xuan Xuan. xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan uan? xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan? Xuan
After this scene, everyone knew that Master Shui Jing had won.
Xxxxuan Xxxuan uan uan and Xuan uan Xuan What kind of concept was that? It made everyone's jaws drop. They looked at Mister Shui Jing in disbelief. Just who was he? He actually made the Thousand Confucian Scholars bow down to him? Was he willing to contribute the Great Scholar Qi that he had collected for tens of thousands of years?
Heaven's Equal looked at Mister Shui Jing, his eyes shining. This Mister Shui Jing was really good at acting. Who would have thought that his article would make Qian Ru feel ashamed?
"Your Highness, this person was once from your residence, right? I didn't expect that other than Heaven's Equal Marquis's astonishing literary skills, a random teacher from your residence would also be quite impressive," an official said to the Grand Xuan King.
On the other hand, the Grand Xuan King was looking at Mister Shui Jing in the distance, and the corners of his mouth revealed a faint smile that contained a trace of contempt.
Golden Cicada also looked at Mister Shui Jing in surprise. His original calmness was replaced by surprise. He took a deep breath and sighed deeply.
The other examinees no longer held any hope for the three top scorers, second place scorers, and third place scorers. The three of them, no matter who they were, were all top scorers in the past. Who would have thought that three strong people would appear in this imperial examination? The artistic conception of his articles was profound and boundless.
Heaven's Equal Marquis, Battle Dragon Qi, Proud of the Heavens!
Golden Cicada, Splendid Landscape Painting!
Shui Jing, Once his article was published, thousands of scholars cried out and bowed down.
Most of them had already finished writing, and only a small portion was still writing. Among them was Zhong Shan, who was doing his best.
Psychokinesis rushed into his eyes, and the world of laws shattered. Zhong Shan wrote stroke by stroke, as if it was extremely difficult for him to write.
Prosperous Jiang Hong!
Bristling with anger, leaning against the railing, the drizzling rain stopped. Looking up, he roared at the sky, his heart beating fiercely. Daluo Merit, dust and soil, eight hundred million miles of cloud and moon. Don't be idle, my young years have turned white, empty and sorrowful!
The shame of tearing apart the alliance has yet to be avenged; the hatred of my subjects, when will it be extinguished? Riding ten thousand tigers, trampling on the city in the sky. Aspiring to feast on the flesh of enemies, laughing and chatting while drinking the blood of traitors. Waiting to start from the beginning, tidying up the mountains and rivers, and facing the heavens!
Zhong Shan wrote stroke by stroke. This modified version of Prosperous Jiang Hong might not necessarily be better than others in terms of literary talent, but the handwriting was definitely unparalleled.
Everyone was optimistic about Mister Shui Jing, believing that he would definitely become the top scholar. However, Mister Shui Jing was looking at Zhong Shan. That was because Mister Shui Jing still couldn't see through Zhong Shan. This Zhong Shan wasn't old, but his entire body was strange. In Mister Shui Jing's heart, his greatest opponent in this imperial examination was actually Zhong Shan.
Still writing?
At this moment, Zhong Shan finished his last stroke.
With one stroke, the paper that Zhong Shan was writing on suddenly glowed with a red light, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Another one? Another world-shocking work of art was born?
Red light, what red light?
The Great Xuan King turned his head and looked at Zhong Shan. Zhong Shan put down his brush, and the red light shot up into the sky, as if it was filled with endless blood.
"Huhuhuhu ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, a violent wind blew, and the floating island that Zhong Shan was standing on was filled with violent winds. The sky that was illuminated by the red light was suddenly covered by dense dark clouds. Endless dark clouds slowly gathered, gathering right above Zhong Shan's floating island.
The dark clouds within the red light slowly rotated, revolving around the center.
A powerful aura pressed down, and a large amount of violent wind blew, causing the other examinees to be unable to write. A supreme power rushed down.
"Kakakakaka ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
Within the dark clouds above Zhong Shan's head, large amounts of lightning gathered, and the increasingly powerful lightning bolts rushed down, as if they wanted to destroy the floating island that Zhong Shan was on, as if they wanted to strike Zhong Shan to death. No, to destroy the essay that Zhong Shan was writing.
The increasingly powerful pressure caused some people with lower cultivations to be unable to breathe. The huge violent wind blew, as if it was blowing away the surrounding floating islands.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They looked at the sky with their eyes wide open, revealing extreme disbelief.
Who, who was that person? What did he write? Heaven and Earth didn't tolerate it? Was it actually going to be destroyed by heavenly lightning?
What did he write? How did he incur the wrath of Heaven?
Everything in the sky and in the surroundings was telling them that Zhong Shan's essay should not exist in this world. It was not tolerated by Heaven and Earth. Once the essay was completed, the invisible rules of Heaven and Earth were recorded. This was an affront to Heaven and Earth. It had to be destroyed, completely destroyed.
Mister Shui Jing stared at Zhong Shan with his eyes wide open. Was this Zhong Shan's strength? How was this possible? How was this possible? Why did this happen? Heaven and Earth didn't tolerate it? Struck by lightning? Was there a mistake?
All the examinees looked at the gathering dark clouds in the sky, and they were bewildered. What should they do? What should they do? Should they leave or not? They were in the middle of an exam!
There were even some examinees who were in a daze. They couldn't even hold onto the brush in their hands, and with a 'plop', it fell onto their essay, destroying it.
Zhong Shan was also in a state of depression.
Was it necessary? It was just writing an essay. Was there a need to cause such a huge commotion?
Looking at the vast Heaven's Might, Zhong Shan was in a state of depression. At the same time, he was thinking about what to do. Wait for the black jade talisman to automatically protect its owner? But he didn't know how many times it could protect him. If it only happened once, wouldn't he be in trouble?
Looking at the 《Rivers Run Red》 in front of him, he felt the threat from the sky. Zhong Shan's facial muscles also twitched.
"Boom ~ ~ ~ ~"
The dark clouds that were illuminated by the red light finally couldn't take it anymore. A huge pillar of lightning fiercely struck down towards Zhong Shan's essay.
That posture was as thick as a water tank. The purple lightning struck down, as if it wanted to completely destroy Zhong Shan's essay.
The surrounding sky was already covered by dark clouds. At the same time that the purple lightning struck down, a large number of lightning bolts poured down, filling the sky with a thunderstorm. This thunderstorm was many times larger than Zhong Shan's move. From the looks of it, everyone in the Imperial Library was going to suffer.
Because Zhong Shan had written an essay that was struck by lightning. Zhong Shan had written an essay that shouldn't exist in this world. An essay that the heavens and earth couldn't tolerate.
Tens of thousands of lightning bolts poured down, and it was a magnificent sight. Not only in the Imperial Library, but also in countless places far away from the Imperial Library. What was going on over there?
"Princess, are they fighting inside?" Ah Da opened his mouth and asked Princess Qian You. His tone was full of disbelief.
Examinees with strong cultivations might be able to protect themselves, but those with weaker cultivations were in despair!
No one could imagine that they would be punished by the heavens because of an essay. They would be struck to death by lightning!
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