Perfect Dad System
CHAPTER 18 - Difu has the talent of a saint!
Just when the four little girls were chatting for Lin Xuan's statue, all the literati stood up.
According to the rules of the literary world, everyone who participated in the literary discussion this time would submit to the Wenquxing statue.
The statue of Wenquxing, for everyone, is like a Patriarch tablet, noble and holy.
Amongst the 10,000 people, only Lin Xuan was sitting there with the children and not getting up.
When everyone knelt down, he was very sudden.
But no one feels wrong.
Lin Xuan was not a poet and Taoist, and his identity was prominent and noble.
If he did not want to worship, no one could force him.
After everyone finished paying their respects, the Dao Discussion Conference had officially begun.
In the early stages, this kind of Daoist conference was equivalent to the literary salon that Lin Xuan had seen in his previous life.
nothing more than a few writers, exchanging experiences, admiring each other, and making various connections.
In the process, almost everyone of some status came to greet Lin Xuan.
Whether they were from the Canglong Continent of the Lower Realm or the Nine Heavens Eternal Realm, they were very polite to Lin Xuan.
Some people had even given Lin Xuan some of their spiritual weapons and magic weapons by giving them a gift from Xuanzhu.
Lin Xuan was also accepted, and accepted all of these treasures.
Xuanzhu and the others loved it, Lin Xuan gave them a toy on the spot.
Unknowingly, the culmination of this discussion conference had begun!
I saw Jiang Jiubai and ten other great heroes walking in front of the Wenquxing statue, and at the same time running Zhenyuan, and chanting a spell.
Hu\~
In an instant, the colorful light was endless.
The Wenquxing statue exploded with a terrifying sage and flew into the air automatically.
After a while, the statue floated in the air.
The bottom of the statue was about a hundred feet above the ground, and a large water curtain appeared.
"Dad, what is it?" Xuanzhu asked curiously.
Lin Xuan said: "That's the curtain of literary holy water. Just write on it and you can gauge someone's literary talent."
Xuanzhu nodded: "This is very similar to the Lingshi we have touched!"
The so-called measuring spirit stone was a kind of spirit stone to test martial arts talent.
Lin Xuan asked: "Then what level of talent are you guys?"
He thought his daughter was very talented.
Now, let's find out about their special talents.
Xuanzhu: "We are all heavenly!"
Xuanxi, Xuanhan, and Xuanyou nodded at the same time.
Lin Xuan sighed, these four baby girls are truly evil.
The level of talent, under normal circumstances, was divided into four levels of heaven, earth, mysterious and yellow, with the highest level of heaven.
In addition, talent can continue to be improved as you age and experience.
Xuanzhu and the others were just over three years old, and they were already heavenly.
If this grows a little, the future will be infinite!
"Dad, will you go to the exam later?" Xuanxi asked expectantly.
"That's right, I really want to know how high your literary talent is!" Xuan Han nodded.
Lin Xuan shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, father, it's a matter of their literary world, father has no interest."
To his knowledge, literary discussions took place every five years.
The reason why wanting to test Wen Dao's talent was actually to choose a talent.
Anyone with strong talent would be recognized by others.
Even a character like Jiang Jiubai, if his talent was suppressed by others, he could only retreat from his position as a literary master.
Frankly, this is a screening to find the best guide for the world.
According to Lin Xuan's understanding, Wendao's talent level was divided according to the color of the light that appeared.
white, green, blue, red, purple, purple gold, colorful, increasing in turn.
If anyone can test the colorful light, then he is a decent "Wenqu Goes Down to the World.
If they were to obtain this honor, even Jiang Jiubai and their top ten champions would have to call this person "Master."!
Unfortunately.
Regardless of the Canglong Continent, or the Eternal Realm of the Nine Heavens.
For 100,000 years, there has never been a "Wenqu Down to Earth".
If Father were to take the exam, he would definitely be the one with the best talent!
The little girls thought about it in silence.
among the words.
Jiang Jiubai was the first to come to the Wensheng Water Curtain.
He picked up a white brush, walked around the dragon, and wrote a few lines of big characters in a clever way.
Hu\~
A purple light emerged from the water curtain.
Immediately after, a flash of gold appeared in purple.
Everyone was stunned when they saw him.
"Gold purple! Jiang Daru's talent was already at the quasi-sage level!"
"Looky! I haven't seen you in five years, Jiang Daru has gone even further!"
Jiang Jiubai's complexion was overwhelmed, and he said three thousand times under the sky. If he could reach the purple-gold level, he would become a quasi-sage.
In the realm of quasi-sage, Jiang Jiubai had to be able to live for centuries and become the idol of later writers.
pity…
It didn't take long for the golden light to appear, then it suddenly dimmed.
In the end, there was only a purple line, shining in front of everyone.
"Oh! I still don't have enough strength!"
Jiang Jiubai shook his head and sighed.
It took so long and exhausting preparation to write this article.
Unexpectedly, he still could not get Wenquxing's approval.
Everyone can only breathe.
It's hard to witness a quasi-saint birth, but I don't expect it to fail in the end.
Then, Shen Yakang and the others also took to the stage to test one by one.
It was disappointing that none of the top ten champions made any progress, all of them remaining in purple.
In other words, they could only be called Confucian scholars, not "pseudo-wise men."
Furthermore, including Shangguanjie and the others, hundreds of people would appear in turn, none of them could surpass Jiang Jiubai and the others.
The thousands of people left were originally talented, and it was impossible to achieve any miracle.
Jiang Jiubai scanned the audience, and sighed softly: "Writing and cultivating Tao, the road ahead is hard, really!"
Shen Yakang nodded in agreement: "It looks like we can only wait another five years to see if there is a quasi-sage in this world."
Jiang Jiubai glanced at everyone: "Then I will continue to work hard."
Shen Yakang showed determination: "Therefore!"
Seeing that the sky was getting late, this discussion conference was about to end.
Jiang Jiubai and the others got up and came to Lin Xuan, saluting one by one and saying goodbye.
Mu Youqing also came to Lin Xuan at this time, and said casually: "Cousin-law, you have good literary talent, you can also give it a try!"
When he said so, Jiang Jiubai and the others brightened their eyes.
Jiang Jiubai said: "Difu, you have brilliant literary talent, so why don't you give it a try!"
Lin Xuan shook his head and said, "I'm an outsider, there's no need."
Shen Yakang shook his head and said: "Suami should not look outside, literature and roads are indistinguishable from inside and out. Anyone who has the ability can do literature and the road. Why don't you try?"
When they said that, Xuanzhu and the others became interested.
The four little girls were bothering Lin Xuan, wanting to take him to the Wensheng Water Curtain.
Seeing that he couldn't say goodbye, Lin Xuan couldn't help but agree: "OK, I'll give it a try."
He thought of inspirational sentences about the basics of literature, and wrote them down with a brush.
Self-cultivation, family harmony, state government, world peace!
nine characters fall.
The bomb!
A colorful holy light exploded.
The intense light hid Lin Xuan's bent font, exploding with the majestic aura of a saint facing the world.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Jiubai and the others were shocked and excited.
"Colorful light! This is the light of the saint!"
"Could the emperor be just literature and melody?"
"Is this still using doubt? The appearance of a colorful holy light meant that the Emperor had the talent of a saint!"