All Heavens Strongest Academy - Chapter 572

“I’m not a patron… I got this skill unintentionally.”

Meng Hao looked at @ his messages one by one. Although he wanted to recognize the elder identity of this patron, he could occupy a very favorable position in the chat group of Zhutian college.

However, when it is not determined who the Zhutian college chat group is, even if he temporarily replaces his false identity, he may be exposed the next moment. At that time, he will be in great trouble.

At the same time, he also felt the crisis.

If the people in the group know the patron ancestor, they may look for the name of the patron ancestor, find the patron sect, and maybe find him.

He didn’t know the identity of the other three people. If one of the three people, Wang Lin, Su Ming and Bai Xiaochun, was stronger than the backer, he would be in danger.

Su Ming @ Meng Hao: Master, what is Qi training? Shouldn’t it be coagulation?

Su Ming, who is the most different from Meng Hao’s cultivation system in the world, fell into confusion after watching the cultivation content of condensate volume.

He learned from an early age that Li Bai, Su Shi, Confucius and others who practiced entered the examination room silently, and no one found them. They looked at the county examination paper with interest and nodded constantly.

The content of the exam is very rich, but most of it is basic knowledge.

“The imperial examination in this world attaches great importance to poetry!”

Even if Li Bai, Su Shi and Confucius have not participated in the imperial examination, they have seen the imperial examination in other world. In the eyes of many scholars, poetry is a path, while in the Shengyuan continent, poetry is taken out alone and occupies a very important position in the imperial examination.

Spring sleep without dawn,

Hear birds everywhere;

The sound of wind and rain at night,

How many flowers fall.

In the examination room, a candidate is writing about poetry. There are two themes: spring and frontier fortress. He writes about the theme of spring.

Poetry, talent is like a fountain.

The master of the poem is immersed in talent and looks very intoxicated.

“It’s amazing.”

Li Bai, Su Shi, Confucius and others gathered around one after another. However, when they saw the content of the poems, they all frowned slightly.

Chunxiao is one of the masterpieces of Meng Haoran, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty.

However, the candidate’s name is Fang Yun, not Meng Haoran.

“Maybe it’s a coincidence.”

Li Bai, Su Shi and others are somewhat uncertain, but they are not sure.

“I’m a guest at the end of the year, and I still use troops in the corner. The smoke and dust invades the snow ridge…”

“Here’s another one, by Du Fu.”

Li Bai found a half written poem among the waste paper thrown away by Fang Yun.

“The population of Shengyuan continent is billions, and it may not be possible to produce a former child in three years! Shengyou Jingguo! God bless Jingguo!”

The examiners in the examination room fell into a state of great excitement, but Li Bai, Du Fu, Confucius and others fell into a state of silence.

If Meng Haoran’s Chunxiao can also be said to be a coincidence, is Du Fu’s Suimu poem also a coincidence?

“I can finally get through the temporary crisis.”

After Fang Yun finished writing his poems, he handed in his paper and left directly.

He directly became a former Saint and didn’t have to worry about the dandy who wanted to rob his wife,

Fang Yun walked out of the academy from the side door, looking very different from the one who had just crossed to Shengyuan.

When he first crossed to the Shengyuan continent, the owner of the original body was killed by the dandy who wanted to take his wife, and the threat always existed.

Now it is different. He has become a former child student. He not only got rid of the crisis, but also has a bright future.

“My destiny has changed since then.”

Fang Yun glanced around the door and felt that he swallowed thousands of miles of gas and had thousands of ambitions in his heart.

“Young man, can we say a few words?”

At this time, Fang Yun felt his eyes blurred and his body was out of control. When he woke up, he was far away from the literary academy and appeared in a roadway.

There are several people standing in the roadway. Everyone has extraordinary temperament, some are casual, some are outstanding, and some are gentle.

“Who are you?”

Fang Yun is a little nervous.

Did he get the attention of some big people?

“Young Lang, did you make that spring dawn?”

Li Bai asked.

“Yes.”

Fang Yun said without hesitation.

There is no Meng Haoran in this world, and naturally no one can expose him.

In addition, there is no Li Bai in Shengyuan! No Du Fu!

No Bai Juyi! No Wang Changling!

No Li Shangyin! No Wen Tingyun!

No Wang Wei! No Du Mu!

No Han Yu! No Liu Zongyuan!

No Yan Zhenqing! No Liu Gongquan!

No Su Dongpo! No Ouyang Xiu!

No Lu You! No Li Qingzhao!

No Lu Jiuyuan! No Cheng Yi, Cheng Hao! No Zhu Xi! No Wang Yangming!

But there is no celebrity after the Sui and Tang Dynasties!

This is also the foundation of Fang Yun. Even if there are some geniuses and demons in Shengyuan, even if there are geniuses and demons, they can’t compare with these celebrities’ talents for thousands of years.

This is the best time for him.

“You wrote that song, too?”

Li Bai asked again.

“Yes.”

Fang Yun nodded.

“Do you know Meng Haoran? Do you know Du Fu?”

Li Bai said leisurely.

Fang Yun, “.”