NEW FATHER: THE EMPRESS APPEARED AT MY DOOR WITH OUR DAUGHTER
Chapter 281: World's Number One Literary Dao Idol!
The words of this literary figure instantly caused a commotion.
“So this Husband Empress Mystic Northern Heavens. He is indeed handsome and charming!”
“I heard that the Empress Husband is a Literary Saint at the moment, and as the husband of Empress Mystic Ice, his cultivation level was naturally extraordinary. No wonder he could suppress the Quasi-Saint and Liquor Sword Immortal at the same time!”
"The Queen's husband is really handsome and talented!"
"We are truly fortunate to witness the arrival of the Queen Husband today!"
…
At this moment, millions of people were in an uproar.
Everyone's eyes were filled with a burning admiration.
In their opinion, Lin Xuan was not only the male Empress Mystic Ice, but his identity was also extremely noble.
Moreover, he was the number one person in the literary world.
He was a Saints of Literature Supremacy that was full of wisdom and talent.
To put it bluntly, she was the number one idol of everyone in the literary world.
Now that they could make close contact with their idols, how could these people not be excited?
“Greetings, Saint Literature!”
Instantly, everyone revealed godly expressions and knelt down.
Lin Xuan nodded at everyone politely.
Everyone revealed expressions of admiration.
According to them, Lin Xuan's demeanor was gentle and humble without any arrogance.
But the more he was like this, the more visible he was to have an honorable status.
It was as if he was already sitting on the clouds and staring at the students.
His eyes were filled with great emotion.
Then, the First Elder of the Black-White Academy, Zhou Wendong, came forward humbly and said,
"Master, since the Rector and Vice-Chancellor are heading to the back mountain to wait for the Liquor Sword Immortal to come out of seclusion, I will accept you first!"
He was afraid of ignoring Lin Xuan, so he hurriedly explained the matter clearly.
Even so, he was still agitated.
After all, the dignified Literary Saints had arrived and the Rector and Vice-Chancellor were not present. That's obviously rough.
Lin Xuan said nonchalantly, "Thank you."
Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't mind, Zhou Wendong was overjoyed and said in awe, "Master, please follow me to the living room first!"
Then, he brought Lin Xuan, Jiang Jiubai, and the others to the Black-White Academy.
After walking into the reception room, Lin Xuan saw a high-grade rice paper on the table in front of him.
Zhou Wendong pointed to the paper and said,
“Master, this piece of paper is a special spirit artifact from our Black-White Academy. We were originally prepared to have the Great Scholar Jiang write down his famous words for us to learn before framing him as a plaque.
“Now you are here, of course it is best for you to do this!”
JJiang Jiubai smiled as he stroked his beard, "That teacher is extremely talented, if he writes a sentence or two casually, then, it would be a treasure passed down from generation to generation in your black and white school!"
"Teacher?" Zhou Wendong was shocked. "So you've already acknowledged the Empress Husband as your master!"
Shen Yakang and Yue Honglun said, “Not only Jiang Zhun, but we also acknowledge the Empress Husband as our master!”
"Quasi-Saint ?!" Zhou Wendong was so shocked that his beard trembled.
He understood immediately.
Lin Xuan must have increased the cultivation of Jiang Jiubai and the other two to make them willingly acknowledge him as their master.
Upon second thought, he felt that Jiang Jiubai and the others were truly too lucky.
Being able to become a disciple of the Literary Saints today was a blessing that not many scholars in the world had!
"You are truly a god!" The admiration on Zhou Wendong's face deepened. He hurriedly took out a pen and ink. "Master, please!"
Jiang Jiubai and the other semi-Saints revealed expectant expressions.
They were very confident that what Lin Xuan was going to write next would definitely be a rare famous quote.
Lin Xuan smiled calmly and accepted the pen.
He discovered some famous words from the Absolute Mystic Sutra.
Then, he wrote these sentences at once.
Wake your heart to the world!
Live for the people!
Keep fighting to be a Saint!
Aim for world peace!
As he finished the final blow, an incomparably deep seven-colored divine light flowed into the sky from the paper.
In the blink of an eye, the holy light turned into a colorful cloud that enveloped the Black-White Academy within a radius of five thousand kilometers.
Under its light, the Black-White Academy was filled with flowing light and bright colors, and the aura of a saint was dense.
Everyone seemed to be immersed in another world spirit spring. Their pores are open and they feel enlightened.
“Holy light seven colors, picture of a Saint! This must be the husband of the empress who made a brilliant poem again!”
“As expected of Saint Literature. How impressive!”
“I didn't expect to be lucky enough to get inspiration from Saints today. I'm really too lucky!”
…
Under the seven-colored holy light and the vast holy aura, everyone felt their cultivation level rise tremendously.
This made them worship Lin Xuan to the extreme.
Some people even bowed to the Black-White Academy sincerely, as if they were worshipping a god.
…
The northern part of the Black-White Academy was faced with a towering mountain.
There was a large and luxurious palace in the middle of the mountain. It was built by the Black-White Academy.
This was not only the place where the academy's ancestor, Wang Xi, was worshipped, but also the place where the upper echelons of the academy discussed important matters.
At this moment, the Rector of the Black-White Academy, Xie Wenting, stood respectfully on the right side of the hall along with Vice Rector Ma Xinchang, Zhao Qingping, and the others.
In front of them, there was an invisible stone door.
There was a secret room behind this stone door, where another ancestor, Li Xiake, was secluded.
The explosion!
After they waited for a long time, there was suddenly a loud explosion from the wall in front.
The stone door finally opened.
An extremely thick sword energy attacked their faces, causing Xie Wenting and the others to show amazed expressions.
"Patriark is out of seclusion!"
Li Xiake came out with a long sword on his back and a wine pot in his hand.
His eyes were filled with sword light and his aura was ferocious.
What was surprising was that not only was his sword energy rich and boundless, but his aura also contained an extremely powerful straight air.
It was as if he was a combination of swordsman and scholar.
"Greetings, Ancestral Master!"
Xie Wenting and the others hurriedly knelt down.
They carefully sensed Li Xiake's aura, and the admiration in their eyes deepened.
Grandmaster Ancestor will break through to the Emperor Realm!
"Wake up."
Li Xiake observed everyone's expressions and raised his hands into the air with the dignity of an Ancestral Grandmaster.
After Xie Wenting stood up, he came forward and said, "Grandmaster Ancestor, the thirty thousand year celebration is ready!"
“According to time, the scholars from the Eternal Realm of the Nine Heavens will be coming soon. We are just waiting for you to come out of seclusion before the official celebration starts!”
"All right!" Li Xiake nodded in satisfaction.
He had been in seclusion for over eight thousand years this time, and he had been waiting for this day to come out of seclusion to hold a grand ceremony.
Seeing the time getting closer, he waved his hand and put away the wine pot.
Then, he straightened his clothes and stepped towards the door.
Bang out!!
At this moment, a black figure suddenly descended from the sky and shook the entire hall.
Li Xiake could not help but frown.
He looked down and realized that it was a black coffin stuffed into the marble floor.
The coffin was unharmed, but thousands of cracks appeared on the ground.
This meant that the person who threw the coffin was extremely strong.
"Male sister!"
A rather old voice sounded.
A black-robed old man walked out from behind the coffin and looked at Li Xiake coldly.
"Are you going to give me the Master's cultivation transmission jade slip, or should I give you this coffin?"