The words of these literati and Taoists immediately caused a sensation in the audience.

"It turns out that this is the northern Xuantian emperor's husband. He is really a talent and handsome!"

"I heard that emperor Fu is the literary saint of today, and as the husband of xuanbing female emperor, his cultivation is naturally superior. No wonder he can hold down the two predecessors of quasi saint and jiujianxian at the same time!"

"Emperor Fu is really Yan Ruyu. He is the man in the book!"

"I'm so lucky to witness the arrival of emperor Fu today!"

……

At this moment, millions of people were boiling.

Everyone's eyes are full of hot worship.

In their view, Lin Xuan is not only a man of xuanbing female emperor, but also of great status.

And he is also the first person in today's literary world.

The well-known literary sage is full of classics and can learn from heaven.

To put it bluntly, he is the first idol of literate and Taoist people all over the world.

Now that they have close contact with idols, how can these people not be crazy and excited?

"See Wensheng!"

For a moment, everyone showed a pious look and knelt down.

Lin Xuan nodded politely to the crowd.

When they saw this, they showed a look of great worship.

In their opinion, Lin Xuan's attitude is gentle and modest, without any pride.

But the more so, the more his status is respected.

It was as if he had sat in the clouds and looked down on the students all over the world.

The eyes are full of broad feelings beyond things.

Then, Zhou Wendong, the elder of the black and white school palace, greeted him with humility:

"Sir, I'm going to the back mountain to wait for the master jiujianxian to leave the customs, so I'll receive you first!"

He was afraid of neglecting Lin Xuan, so he quickly explained the matter.

Even so, he was still uneasy.

After all, the literary Saint arrived, and the head hospital and the deputy head hospital were not present. Obviously, there was a rude Festival.

Lin Xuan said indifferently, "then thank you."

Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't care, Zhou Wendong was overjoyed and said with admiration: "Sir, please follow me to the reception hall first!"

Later, he took Lin Xuan, Jiang Jiubai and their quasi saints into the black and white school.

Entering the reception hall, Lin Xuan saw a top-grade rice paper on the table in front of him.

Zhou Wendong pointed to the rice paper and said:

"Sir, this piece of paper is a special spiritual weapon of our black and white school palace. It was originally intended to be written by Jiang Daru to write us famous sayings about studying, and then mounted to make a plaque."

"Now sir is coming. Of course, it's up to Sir to do it. It's the most appropriate!"

Jiang Jiubai touched his beard and said with a smile, "the teacher is very talented. If he writes a sentence or two casually, it will become the handed down treasure of your black-and-white school palace!"

"Teacher?" Zhou Wendong was surprised. "It turns out that you have worshipped Mr. Jiang Daru as a teacher!"

Shen Yakang and Yue honglun said, "it's not just Jiang Zhunsheng. We also worship Mr. as a teacher!"

"Quasi saint?!" Zhou Wendong's beard trembled.

He understood in an instant.

It must be Lin Xuan who raised the cultivation of Jiang Jiubai and made them willingly worship the teacher.

On second thought, he thought Jiang Jiubai and them were so lucky.

It's a blessing that countless scholars in the world can't cultivate for several generations to be lucky to be a disciple of the literary saint of the time!

"Sir, it's heaven and man!" Zhou Wendong's worship on his face was about to turn into a drop of water, and quickly took out his pen, ink and inkstone, "Sir, please!"

Jiang Jiubai and other quasi saints showed their look of expectation at this time.

They are very sure that what Lin Xuan will write next must also be a rare famous saying in the world.

Lin Xuan smiled calmly and took the pen.

From the xuanjue heavenly book, I found out a few famous sayings of literati studying and asking.

Then, the pen fell on the paper and wrote these sentences in one breath.

Stand for heaven and earth!

Stand up for the people!

To continue the unique learning!

Open peace for all ages!

Hoo!!!

Just after his last stroke.

An incomparably bright colorful holy light rushed into the air from the paper.

In the blink of an eye.

The holy light turned into a colorful cloud and shrouded the black-and-white school palace thousands of miles around.

Under its light, the black-and-white school palace is full of light and color everywhere, and the atmosphere of saints is dense and rich.

Everyone seemed to be immersed in the heavenly spring, with open pores and flashing wisdom.

"Colorful holy light, the image of saints! This must be emperor Fu's amazing sentence again!"

"It is worthy of the great spirit of Wensheng. It's really vast!"

"I didn't expect to be lucky to be touched by a saint today. It's really lucky!"

……

Under the colorful holy light and noble spirit, everyone feels that their cultivation is improving rapidly.

This made their instant worship of Lin Xuan to the extreme.

Some people even knelt piously in the black-and-white school palace in the attitude of worshipping gods.

……

The black and white school palace is backed by a towering mountain in the north.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a huge and luxurious palace, which is built by the black-and-white school palace.

This is not only the place where the memorial tablet of Wang Xi, the ancestor of the school palace, is worshipped, but also the place where the high-level officials of the school palace have discussed major events.

And now.

Xie Wenting, the leader of the black and white school palace, stood respectfully on the right side of the hall with Ma Xinchang, Zhao Qingping and others.

In front of them, there is an invisible stone gate.

There is a secret room behind the stone gate, which is the place where another ancestor Li Xiake closed.

Boom~

After waiting for a long time, a loud noise suddenly came from the wall in front.

I saw the stone gate finally open.

An incomparably strong sword Qi came to Xie Wenting's face, which made Xie Wenting and others look in awe.

"Grandmaster is out of the pass!"

He saw Li Xiake in green clothes, carrying a wine pot and a long sword.

His sword was shining brightly in his starry eyes, and his momentum was fierce and threatening.

It's amazing.

He not only has strong and majestic sword Qi, but also contains a very powerful and righteous Qi in his breath.

It seems that he is a combination of Swordsman and literati.

"See your grandmaster!"

Xie Wenting and others quickly knelt down.

They felt the breath of Li Xiake carefully, and the color of awe in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

Grandmaster is about to break through the Empire!

"Get up."

Li Xiake took a panoramic view of the people's faces and raised his hand in the void, which was quite dignified by the patriarch.

After getting up, Xie Wenting came forward and said, "master, the 30000 year celebration is ready!"

"According to the calculation of time, it is estimated that all the literati in the nine celestial regions should arrive. When you leave the customs, the celebration can officially begin!"

"Good!" Li Xiake nodded with satisfaction.

He has been closed for more than 8000 years, waiting for today's grand ceremony.

Seeing the hour approaching, he waved away the wine pot.

Then he adjusted his clothes and strode towards the door.

Boom!!

At this time, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the sky, shaking the whole hall a little.

Li Xiake frowned.

Looking down, I found that it was a black coffin, which was inserted into the marble floor.

The coffin was undamaged, but the ground cracked thousands of cracks.

This means that the person who throws down the coffin is very strong.

"Younger martial brother!"

A slightly old voice came out.

An old man in black came out from behind the coffin and looked at Li Xiake coldly:

"Did you give me the master's jade slip of merit transmission, or did I give you this coffin?"