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Volume 4: The God of the Lake, the Destiny of the Country Chapter 45: Slap in the Face

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    It was only then that Yan Zhengfeng and the others discovered that there was a picture hanging on the steps from the fifth floor to the sixth floor. The writing was not very good, but it contained content that made Yan Zhengfeng and the others at a loss.

    "Those who set foot on this building, what is your path? Can it unlock the wisdom of all living beings in the world?"

    ????????? It sounds obvious that these words are ordinary characters that Yan Zhengfeng and the others know, but because of the content of this sentence, Yan Zhengfeng has a feeling.

    No matter what kind of creature it is, as long as it stands in front of this word, it can understand the meaning of this word. This is no longer an ordinary word, but a manifestation of Tao.

    And Yan Zhengfeng can also see that the person who wrote this word has a good understanding of Tao. This is not something that can be written by someone who has just mastered this kind of power.

    A thought flashed through the minds of Yan Zhengfeng and his three men. It was not that Zhuang Cunye who established Wenlou did not master the power of Haoran's righteousness, but that he had reached a higher level, which was no longer something he could handle.  Strength.

    Perhaps in terms of combat effectiveness, Yan Zhengfeng could find more people to destroy the entire Wenlou, but he had to admit that he and Wenlou had already lost miserably in the literary competition before they even took action.

    If Yan Zhengfeng is an ordinary scholar who only competes with Zhuang Cunye for his own reputation, then he can just admit defeat and leave now.

    But behind him is everything in Tianyang Academy.  As long as he admits defeat, the face of Tianyang Academy will be lost here. Yan Zhengfeng, as the dean of Tianyang Academy, simply cannot do such a thing.

    Looking at the calligraphy hanging on the passage, Yan Zhengfeng said with a cold face, "This literary building is nothing special. Even a country boy can write this calligraphy better than you."

    After speaking, Yan Zhengfeng turned around and glanced at an elder beside him. This elder was famous for his good calligraphy, if not the content of the words.  It's just that he is absolutely confident that the words written here are much better than those written by Zhuang Cunye.

    As soon as the elder heard Yan Zhengfeng's words, he understood his dean's plan. He wanted to use his own words to attack the words left by Zhuang Cunye.

    The elder looked around.  Immediately, he noticed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed on the table. Everything here was arranged according to Zhuang Cunye's custom.

    The things used are all good things selected from the Six Books of Shinto. For these things, Zhuang Cunye has not stopped collecting funds every day for the past ten years.

    ¡°Everything on the fifth floor of the Wenlou can surprise the scribes below.

    However, compared to Tianyang College, the things here are still a little inferior. The elder couldn't help but shook his head, ground out the ink and laid out the paper, then raised his pen and re-wrote the words written by Zhuang Cunye.

    After finishing writing, he compared them with each other.  Except for not having the kind of ** power that can be understood by all living beings, Zhuang Cunye's words are completely defeated in other aspects.

    Although there are still some regrets, this elder is quite satisfied that he can write such words. It can be said that this is what he has done after so many years.  The best calligraphy.

    Nodding with satisfaction, the elder naturally took his calligraphy to the passage. Although he could not set foot on the sixth floor, he could still take down the calligraphy hanging on the passage.

    But as soon as he took down the words written by Zhuang Cunye, the elder just stood there, motionless.

    Yan Zhengfeng thought his elder was under attack.  He immediately rushed to the front and asked loudly, "What happened? Did someone attack you? If so, I will call someone right away."

    But Yan Zhengfeng quickly shut up, because under the words written by Zhuang Cunye, there was a square word "forever".

    If the previous calligraphy was written by Zhuang Cunye, then this calligraphy was written by Qiao Yan.

    Qiao Yan spent more than ten years writing the word "Yong", and it is also the basis of all writing. Others cannot see it, but this elder has been practicing calligraphy all year round, so he can naturally see the meaning behind it.

    At first, the elder didn't quite believe it, but after looking at the word "Yong" for a long time, the elder realized that his own handwriting was really far behind the word "Yong".

    My own handwriting can only be considered beautiful, but Yong's handwriting has already established rules, rules and standards. It can be said that their handwriting is at completely different levels.

    No matter how good this elder¡¯s calligraphy is, it can¡¯t compare to Qiaoyan¡¯s Yongzi.

    Standing in front of the word 'Yong' for half a day, the elder spit out a mouthful of blood. After that, he sat on the ground and tore the words he had written into pieces.??Cried loudly, "I have failed. I will never write again in the future."

    The elder was just crying here, but Zhuang Cunye on the sixth floor controlled some things in the Wen Building and transmitted everything here to the four floors below.

    As long as those scribes are thinking, they will immediately know what is happening here.

    The most important thing in the entire Wenlou at the moment is that Tianyang Academy came to challenge the Wenlou. Even the calmest literati have no intention of chatting and commenting on the situation. They are all paying attention to the battle in front of them.  Condition.

    They listened to everything Gu Chao said before. Compared with Zhuang Cunye's few words, what Gu Chao said was simpler and easier to understand. Several scribes on the fourth floor even heard some things from it.  Thoughts about your own path.

    As for the performance of Yan Zhengfeng later, those who were still in the academy were extremely disappointed with them. In their eyes, Tianyang Academy can lose, but it cannot be like this, refusing to admit defeat.

    Any country boy can write better than you. If this is the case, why did the elder of Tianyang Academy tear his writing into pieces? Why did he still say after spitting out blood that he would never write again?  .

    This is what Zhuang Cunye said about the human heart. If Tianyang Academy had admitted defeat from the beginning, then they would not have suffered such a blow, and they would not be like now, unable to regain any face.

    But at this time, Yan Zhengfeng didn¡¯t know what was happening below. He asked an elder to help the one who was spitting blood aside, and pointed to the sixth floor.

    "Zhuang Cunye, I respect you as a scholar, so I came here as a scholar. I didn't expect you to plot against us. If this is the case, don't blame me, Tianyang Academy, for being rude. In three days, our Tianyang Academy will be destroyed by an army.  Get rid of your writing."
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