Chapter 1321 Sun Shuangjue!

When everyone woke up from Huang Liangyi's dream, their faces were already filled with shock.

Sun Mo had condensed the Sacred Heart, and what's even more frightening was that it only took him half a day!

"Sun Yasheng, how did you do it?"

Ji Xiangdong asked respectfully, with respect in his words, like a student asking a teacher for advice.

"This scripture seems to let the famous teacher review his own life. I have some advantages, because I experienced life and death a few years ago."

Sun Mo did not cherish his broom, and replied generously: "The kind that is almost certain to die."

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect this kind of answer, and then saluted respectfully.

Even several Yasheng competitors are no exception.

Zhou Yasheng had a gloomy expression on his face, wishing that Sun Mo would not speak.

Next, the fighting skills continued. Chen Zhiming didn't want to wait, so he took the initiative to stand out and read the scriptures second.

After Sun Mo left the main hall, the crowd of onlookers also decreased a lot. After all, Chen Zhiming is not famous, so it is really boring to watch a person sit alone.

A day later, Chen Zhiming came out of samadhi, and nothing happened to him.

Xu Chunbo did not comment, because he knew that this was already a very good performance.

Gao Ning and Du Changgong appeared on the stage one by one, and there was nothing wrong with them. When Fang Hong came, she suddenly realized the aura of a famous teacher.

It's called a heroine.

After this halo is cast on a certain woman, her combat power will immediately increase several times, up to ten times.

"That's right, although Fang Yasheng didn't condense the Sacred Heart, but he suddenly realized a halo of a famous teacher, which also means that you have a great chance of being promoted to Yasheng!"

Xu Chunbo was very satisfied, because this was a brand new halo of a famous teacher.

As the only female sub-sage vying for sect master, Fang Hong was very proud and looked at the men like dung.

"I want to be such a famous teacher!"

Gu Xiuxun was envious.

"I don't want it anymore, I heard that her marriage is not happy!"

Jin Mujie sighed, you don't understand, Fang Hong devoted all her energy to teaching after being heartbroken by a man.

When the sixth sub-sage Zhang Shen appeared on the stage, everyone was guessing what amazing performance he would have. After reading the scriptures for half a day, he suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, and most of his chest exploded directly.

Everyone was stunned.

Although Zhang Shen saved his life after being treated by more than a dozen top doctors, the 'Sacred Heart' was broken.

That's right, he was only one step away from condensing the Sacred Heart, but he failed in the end because his will was not strong enough.

To put it bluntly, he has never experienced a state of mind comparable to life and death, and he is still confused about the way he pursues and sticks to.

This scene frightened everyone, but it would be too embarrassing to abstain, so the sub-sages bit the bullet.

The seventh person, Cui Kaizhi, closed the scriptures a day later.

"I retire!"

After speaking, Cui Kaizhi left.

"Eh? Is this cowardice?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded,

They felt that Cui Kaizhi might not be in the mood to study the holy scriptures at all this day.

It was Xu Chunbo who stood up and clarified for him: "Don't make random guesses and question his character. This scripture will make people see their own shortcomings. Cui Yasheng's willingness to abstain is also a kind of improvement of state of mind!"

The holy scriptures allow people to see the truest self.

As the saying goes, you don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because you are in this mountain, everyone is like this.

People always instinctively reject words that criticize themselves.

The fighting skills continued, and on the day Zhou Yasheng passed the test, Li Ziqi also rushed to the holy gate, and witnessed him realize the idea of ​​knowing shame and then being brave!

This halo is relatively common, but Zhou Yasheng doesn't know it. This is because he has always been the pride of heaven since he was a child. He has never tasted what failure is, so it is impossible for him to realize this halo of a famous teacher.

But the blow that Li Ziqi brought was too great. Zhou Yasheng didn't think about tea, didn't want to eat, and was depressed all day long. He wished to turn back time and correct this mistake.

On this day in the holy scriptures, he experienced that sense of shame again, so he had a logical epiphany, knowing the shame and then being brave.

The effect of this halo is that after a person is humiliated, he can burst out with great potential.

"Is this all right?"

Qin Yaoguang felt very angry.

"Zhou Yasheng has been on Ziqi all his life, something went wrong!"

Meizi Yuxin said that this is the true talent of a top famous teacher, and this accident may make Zhou Yasheng feel the way of a saint.

The last person to appear was the oldest Bao Dewei. Although he tried his best to conceal it, many high-star master teachers still saw his wavering and entanglement.

Especially after he started to read the scriptures, his expression has been changing, or ferocious, or horror, or ecstasy, just like a psychopath!

Everyone even suggested whether Xu Chunbo should wake Bao Dewei up, because they didn't want to see another Yasheng's heart broken.

"Well, he's a poor man, too!"

Xu Chunbo sighed. Although he sympathized with Bao Dewei, he didn't stop it, because that was pity, and it would make Bao Dewei even more inferior.

Bao Dewei was a youthful success, and he was also a record-setting master teacher. At the age of 250, he became an eight-star master teacher. People said that he would become a sub-sage, but in the following hundreds of years, he has been wasting his time. , Even Yasheng's threshold was only stepped into ten years ago.

After Bao Dewei came out of meditation, his whole body was sweating profusely. In just one day, he was skinny and skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

His students wanted to step forward to help them, but he pushed them away.

"I can go!"

Bao Dewei was expressionless, but after his figure disappeared from sight, everyone heard a mournful wail.

He is not reconciled, but there is nothing he can do!

After all, manpower is really limited!

The second round was over, one was seriously injured, one retired, and there were seven remaining.

Xu Chunbo still did not comment on the game, but announced the start of the third game.

"According to the usual practice, the content of the game must be getting more and more difficult. This game won't kill people, right?"

"That's right, every sub-sage is a treasure in the world of famous teachers. Let alone dying, even being disabled is a huge loss!"

"Hey, this is life! Since they chose to fight, they have to face this pressure!"

What Xu Chunbo meant was that everyone saw the performance of the sub-sages, and when the competition was over, they would naturally know who was the most suitable master.

But looking at it like this, people will be eliminated every game, and it is unknown whether a single seedling will be left in the end.

The sun in the morning is exceptionally bright, and it is a good day for competition.

"A sage, he must be full of knowledge and utterances. He doesn't want to write poems handed down from generation to generation, but at least he can't be too bad!"

Xu Chunbo was sitting in a wheelchair, and after glancing at several sub-sages, he finally landed on Sun Mo: "So this scene is more about poetry!"

Everyone was stunned, why is this third scene so child's play?

"Saint, please forgive me, Sun Yasheng is known as a master of calligraphy and painting, and his poems are now being sung throughout Kyushu!"

"That's right, Master Li was drunk with a hundred poems in front of the hall, and now it is a legendary deed that is well-known to everyone."

"Isn't this unfair to others?"

For the famous teachers to say such things, it shows how amazingly talented Sun Mo is.

"If it's poetry, I can abstain!"

Fang Hong smiled wryly.

She had seen Sun Mo's works, but they were all masterpieces.

"Don't be impatient, everyone, listen to me!"

Xu Chunbo explained: "The third sacred object of the Holy Gate is a writing brush made of the ashes and hair of the first generation of saints. If the things written by the famous teacher are not sincere and emotional, then the handwriting will disappear. !"

"Although it is poetry, not everything can be done. It must be related to the status of 'famous teacher'!"

Xu Chunbo limited the topic: "By the way, the ink used is your blood!"

The sage pen was brought, and it exudes a pure white light, and it warms the heart just by looking at it.

"Which one of you will come first?"

Xu Chunbo was embarrassed to let Sun Mo take the lead, otherwise he would be suspected of being a bully, but he overestimated the courage of the others.

"Saint, Sun Shuangjue is in front of you, who dares to make a fool of yourself?"

Gao Ning smiled wryly.

"Yes, I want to abstain!"

Chen Zhiming was also smiling wryly.

"Sun Yasheng, should you come first?"

Du Changgong bowed his hand.

"Everyone is absurd, I dare not take it!"

Sun Mo cupped his hands: "I'll be the last one!"

Sun Mo didn't show up, so the scene froze.

No way, everyone is really desperate.

"Zhou Yasheng, why don't you come first?"

Fang Hong joked.

"..."

Zhou Yasheng looked up, pretending to look at the scenery on the ceiling.

If you don't make a move, you are called Zangzhuo, and you have a big heart that is willing to bow down, but if you are crushed, it is called overreaching.

"Teacher Niu Boyi!"

Qin Yaoguang almost yelled, seeing the teacher's talent, he directly told everyone to stay away.

"Sun Yasheng, you should come!"

Xu Chunbo roll call.

"All right!"

Sun Mo didn't care, he walked to the altar, looked at the rice paper laid out by the female clerk, and handed over a small knife.

Sun Mo took it, cut off his finger, put the blood into the inkstone, and picked up the sage pen.

What should I write?

"Teacher, come on!"

Li Ziqi waved his fist.

"teacher!"

Lu Zhiruo clasped her hands together and prayed to Sun Mo.

An Xinhui, Gu Xiuxun, Mei Ziyu and the others, everyone's faces were full of hope, trust, and admiration.

In their hearts, Sun Mo is the best!

The beauty is on the side, the beauty is like jade!

A man, how can he not disappoint the girl who admires him!

This time, I want to win!

Do not,

I will be the master of the Holy Gate!

A poem burst out in Sun Mo's mind. He picked up a pen, dipped it in blood, and splashed ink on the clean white rice paper.

When autumn comes and September 8th, I will kill a hundred flowers after they bloom!

The fragrance of soaring sky penetrates Kyushu, and the whole city is full of golden armor!

boom!

When Sun Mo expressed his feelings directly and finished writing the last character 'Jia', the entire poem suddenly burst out with golden light, illuminating the entire hall, resplendent and resplendent.

The room is full of pride!

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