"I also want to compete with these big brothers, compete!!!”
Li Qiye stood up with a crafty smile on his face, but his main request was to join the feast.
The corners of the Confucian elites 'mouths twitched. This was a contest between them.
Although your grandfather is a Confucian Paragon Saint, you're only five years old!
He probably couldn't even read properly, right?
He knew little about Confucianism, and he actually wanted to compete with them, the paragons of Confucianism?
The other cult masters all had strange expressions on their faces. Chu Tiange stood up and bowed to the Confucian Paragon Saint and Demon Venerable. He was the first to suggest that Li Qiye participate in the Confucian competition.
He actually took the initiative to ask Xiao Budian to participate in this contest between the Heaven's Favorites?
Just now, Xiao Budian had offended him, and this operation really made people somewhat confused.
Many of the Confucian elites looked at each other and nodded slightly, agreeing to this somewhat special contestant.
The Demon Lord and the Confucian Paragon Saint nodded slightly and agreed to Li Qiye's participation. In their hearts, they also wanted to see how far their grandson could go.
"Since this is a Confucian trial, then there's no need for a literary or martial test. We'll just use the quality of your writing to determine who is the strongest prodigy of the Confucian Sect. In order to prevent you from writing a peerless masterpiece, I, Li Wendao, will give you a question: ”
Li Wendao said with a smile,
The questions this time were indeed novel. Many experts clicked their tongues in wonder.
He could lie about his ideals, but when he wrote a poem, he had to entrust his true will. Otherwise, he would resort to fraud and exaggerate his ideals. This poem would lose its spirit.
The purpose of this selection was to find the successor of the Confucian Way. Everyone was immediately interested and stared at the venue without blinking.
The Confucian Sect elites all frowned and began to come up with their own ideas, but Chu Tiange and a veiled woman in white picked up a brush and paper and began to write.
"Buzz!"
A rich literary aura spread out from the two of them, and the paper they wrote on glowed with golden light. If it weren't for Li Wendao's magic tool paper refined in advance, it might not have been able to bear the power of their words!
The white-robed woman was none other than the thyme that the various cult masters had discussed earlier, the one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Chu Tiange.
"As expected of the strongest prodigies of the Confucian Dao. It seems like the future heir of the Confucian Sect will be born from these two…"
"Indeed. The other Heaven's Favorites are still in the conception stage, but these two have already written a book. Whether it's talent or anything else, they far surpass the other Heaven's Favorites.”
"Wait, look at what that brat is doing. He was actually eating the pen and paper. Damn, he even drank the ink in one gulp!”
The sect masters were still talking when they heard a cry of surprise. Immediately, countless eyes turned to Li Qiye.
The pen and paper were gone, and the vat of magic ink was sucked into Li Qiye's stomach like a long dragon. His stomach didn't swell at all, as if the vat of ink was nothing but a floating cloud.
Even the Demon Venerable and the Paragon Saint couldn't figure out what this little guy wanted to do.
"Looks like…I was too worried.”
Chu Tiange, who was writing furiously, seemed to have let out a sigh of relief. Just now, he was really worried that this child would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, but now it seemed that he had worried too much. His true opponent was only that thyme.
"Buzz!"
Chu Tiange wrote excitedly, and suddenly, there was a buzz in the void. Light flowed on the paper, and a literary aura was emitted. The brush and ink were fragrant.
This piece…was at least a work out of the county!
Chu Tiange immediately became excited. The truly good poems were divided into three levels: Out of County, Reaching Mansion, Mingzhou, Guarding Country, and Spreading the World. Chu Tiange's previous killing was a work of Reaching Mansion.
However, that was a masterpiece that he had thought about for a long time. Now, it was a temporary proposition for the Supreme Saint of Confucianism. However, if he could reach the status of a county with just a casual writing, then his title as the strongest prodigy of Confucianism would probably be confirmed!
Looking at the thyme again, although the literary spirit was turbulent, there was no light. Even if it was a masterpiece, it was impossible to shock the world.
He holds the power of heaven and earth to kill and attack, to kill evil people, to leave justice and to relieve the sufferings of the people.
His eyes can see through the mountains and rivers in the northwest, and his voice can shake the sun and moon in the southeast.
The twenty-eight words that had already been written shone in the void. Some of the Confucian elites felt ashamed of their inferiority when they saw this magnificent aura and abandoned their pens. Of course, more people were still rushing to write.
However, this was enough to make Chu Tiange proud. However, just as Chu Tiange's confidence reached its peak,
The little guy began to move. His right finger slightly pointed in the air, and ink immediately gushed out endlessly like a vast river, writing towards the sky.
Was this using the world as paper?
I've recovered. Write as much as you can.
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