Li Zhiyuan entered the Taiqu Hall with the young man, let go of his divine sense to inspect the old Confucian who was sitting upright, and then he was surprised to find that the old Confucian scholar's cultivation had reached the peak of the Immortal King, and he should have reached the realm of a half-step Immortal Emperor.

Moreover, this Confucian scholar's inner breath is deep and bottomless, very deep, but it gives people a feeling of humility, Li Zhiyuan thought, this old Confucian should be the legendary old master, the president of Yueyang Academy.

Really. The young man stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Master, Li Zhiyuan has already brought it." ”

Then the young man introduced the old Confucian to Li Zhiyuan, "This is the dean of Yueyang Academy, the old master." ”

The old master stood up from the futon and stared at Li Zhiyuan, his eyes were warm and bright, but they were as bright as a torch, giving people a keen sense of insight.

Li Zhiyuan hugged his fists and said, "I have long heard of the old master's name, and when I see it today, he is really like a god." ”

Li Zhiyuan's words were a little ironic, but there were no flaws, so the old master wanted to worry but couldn't find a reason, he seemed to smile gently, and said, "The champion of the armor conference, the waiting master of the land, the celebrity favored by the saint, the immortal, and the head of the supreme...... You, Li Zhiyuan, also deserve your reputation!!"

"The old master is wrong, compared with the old master, I am like the fluorescent and the stars and the moon, one underground, one in the sky, it is the difference between the clouds and the mud......" Seeing that the old master was ridiculed, Li Zhiyuan also mocked, anyway, he was born with a good mouth, would he still be afraid that this sour Confucianism would not succeed? ?

"Hehe, okay, let's continue to compliment each other like this. Goosebumps are falling," the old master waved his hand. smiled bitterly and said, "Li Zhiyuan, let's get down to business." You're here today to participate in the selection of our Yueyang Academy students, right?"

"Exactly. Li Zhiyuan was also a little apprehensive at this time, for fear that the old master would ask about teasing Dongfang Qi outside just now.

Unexpectedly, the old master didn't ask, just nodded and said, "Well, in fact, as early as half a month ago, the Holy Lord greeted me, he said that he wanted to promote you in, but you refused, you have to rely on your own strength to enter Yueyang Academy." Is that so?"

"That's right. ”

"Well, that's good. The old master showed appreciation, stroked his beard and said, "Li Zhiyuan, I think you also know, our Yueyang Academy is very strict in selecting students, we want people who have reached a certain level of strength cultivation and literary attainments, we don't need to test your cultivation strength, now I want to test your literary attainments......

Literature is such a thing. There is no clear definition of the yardstick, I will score based on your performance, if your performance can score sixty points, you can enter Yueyang Academy. If you can't, then I'm sorry, so please do it. We don't charge ......"

Li Zhiyuan saw that the old master was a little long-winded, and before he finished speaking, he said, "I understand this. You can test me. ”

"Okay," the old master nodded. He gave the young man a look, and the young man explained to Li Zhiyuan, "Now let's test your literary attainments, test your literary attainments, which are divided into two levels, the first level is a couplet, I will make an upper couplet, you will make a lower couplet, and the second level is to compose a poem, and in the time of a pillar of incense, you will complete a poem independently...... Got it?"

Li Zhiyuan nodded. Understood.

The young man said, "Okay, now let's start the couplet, my couplet is, Chunjia Qianshan Xiu......"

Li Zhiyuan thought, this topic is too pediatric, this is too insignificant compared to my thousands of years of Chinese culture, right, after a little thought, he replied, "Flowers are fragrant." ”

The young man didn't expect Li Zhiyuan to answer so neatly, and he was right very well, this literary foundation should be top-notch among the students who participated in the previous elections.

His gaze looked at the old master, intended to inquire.

The old master stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, indicating that he could pass.

The young man then entered the inner hall and took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and an incense burner, placed them on a few cases, first helped Wang Xiaoqiang grind the ink, and then lit a stick of incense, and then said to Li Zhiyuan, "Okay, the second level begins, you have to finish a poem within the time of a pillar of incense." ”

Li Zhiyuan nodded, looking unhurried, at this time he did not go to the table, but just faced the old master, and said, "Old master, I have something to ask for...... If the old master agrees, I will compose a poem, and if the old master does not agree, there is no need for this poem to be ......."

The old master and the young man were stunned when they heard this, this Li Zhiyuan, at this juncture, actually mentioned the conditions, the old master's eyes flashed, and he said, "What's the matter?"

Li Zhiyuan's mind moved, and Dai Yu came out of the Sumeru ring,

Seeing that Li Zhiyuan was carrying a big living person with a storage ring, and a big beauty, the old master and the young man had a strange look on their faces, and they looked Dai Yu up and down.

"Old master, this is my sister, her name is Dai Yu, she has always been dependent on me, I hope I can take her into Yueyang Academy with me......" Li Zhiyuan stepped over to Dai Yu, who was slightly frightened, and patted her fragrant shoulder to show comfort.

"Li Zhiyuan, you are from a low-level plane, and I didn't hear that you have a sister when you came, you are obviously fooling the old master!" the young man said with some indignation.

Li Zhiyuan didn't expect that the other party had already figured out his old bottom, and he was also a little embarrassed at this time.

Unexpectedly, Dai Yu took a step forward, bowed slightly to the old master and said, "This old-timer, I am indeed not Li Zhiyuan's own sister, just his godsister, my whole family was killed by gangsters, if it wasn't for Brother Xiaoqiang who arrived in time, I'm afraid I would not be alive now, Brother Xiaoqiang not only avenged my blood revenge, but also adopted me, treated me as my own sister, and took me with me wherever I went......"

Dai Yu's words made Li Zhiyuan stunned when he heard it, he really didn't expect that Dai Yu's lying skills were actually the same as what he had, and what he said was not leaky.

The old master knew Li Zhiyuan's background well, but he didn't know the details of Dai Yu, so he nodded and said:

"Well, okay, however, whether your brother and sister can enter Yueyang Academy together depends on Li Zhiyuan's performance in the second level. ”

Li Zhiyuan didn't say much when he heard this, walked directly to the front of several cases, took a deep breath, and then picked up a pen and wrote a poem on rice paper.

This poem was written in one go, without the slightest drag, and the old master and the young man were stunned.

After the poem was written, Li Zhiyuan exhaled deeply, put down the pen, and said to the young man, "Okay!"

The young man glanced at the incense on the cases, and saw that only one-fifth of it had been burned, and with a look of surprise and some impatience, he moved to the front of the cases, picked up the poem written by Li Zhiyuan and read it silently, his face immediately showed a look of surprise, and he nodded to the old master,

When the old master saw his excited expression, he said, "I'll listen to it." ”

The young man said, "The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown!"

After thinking about it, except for Li Zhiyuan, the other three people fell into a deep shock, even if they were as calm as an old master. At this time, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and directly high-fived and praised, "Wonderful, wonderful." ”

Then he stepped forward and snatched the poem directly from the young man's hand, and after reading it carefully, he couldn't help but read it again, and then held the poem in his hand, and continued to praise it in his mouth:

"This poem is unpretentious, but it expresses a kind of artistic conception, and the homesickness of the wanderer is vividly expressed in this poem, wonderful, wonderful......"

(End of chapter)