"It's finally taken shape!" Yuan Qing looked at the phantom of the Shenjun Blue Bird holding a gold list on his mouth. He was both happy and expressed helplessness towards the golden feathers formed by the martial arts aura on the blue bird.

Originally, according to Yuan Qingwei's calculations, he was planning to be the first in literary and literary rituals, get enough literary and dynasty energy, and then enter the Hanlin Academy, study books for four or five years, pretend to understand the superior martial arts methods in various classics, and become a top figure in the world.

Afterwards, he used illusion to evolve his identity as a Taoist disciple in this world and the number one martial arts person in the world. He came to the Hanlin Academy and accepted himself as his disciple, cutting off the cause and effect from the court.

But unfortunately, the results were average when the Yuan Qingweifu exam were in the exam, and he only won the ninth place.

This is why it is naturally not because Yuan Qingwei's test paper was answered poorly.

The official examination itself tends to memorize rotely, which is not difficult for Yuan Qingwei. The last strategy article is not a problem for Yuan Qingwei, who has a lot of world knowledge. The reason why he has poor grades is because of the examiner's preferences.

This is also a problem with the imperial examination system. The examiner's personal cognition can easily affect the students' ranking.

However, the corresponding literary spirit of the government examination was not much, and it had little impact on Yuan Qingwei's planning. He adjusted his strategy and collected the preferences of the examiners. In the following college examinations, provincial examinations and ministerial examinations, he easily won three firsts.

At this time, Yuan Qingwei had gathered a certain amount of literary energy and dynasty energy, forming a momentum.

As long as Yuan Qingwei seized the position of top scholar again, and cooperated with the legend of Wu Wu in the article, the probability of gathering wisdom and power is no less than 70%, and his power will inevitably tend to deduce and comprehend.

However, the martial arts world has now been promoted, and the king's energy is becoming more and more psychic. He vaguely notices something, which drives the emperor to say "A good Tanhualang" in the palace examination, breaking the three-yuan and level momentum of Yuan Qingwei.

So the last time Yuan Qingwei bought the dynasty and literary spirit were far lower than expected, and even if he stayed in the Hanlin Academy for a while, he was missing.

For this reason, Yuan Qingwei had to adjust his strategy again. Before the imperial court appointed him, he did not receive any official positions given by the imperial court in the name of participating in the military exercises.

Yuan Qingwei, who turned to the martial arts competition, went all out and won four consecutive firsts, becoming a Wu Jieyuan, and then withdrew from the officialdom and became famous in the court and martial arts world.

People who have good things say that "the three Yuans and the third generation have existed since ancient times, and the seven civil and military leaders do not exist in the world."

The spread of this statement caused the number of literary and martial arts qi to gather continuously, and turned into a blue bird with a gold-listed lip on the top of the Yuanqing micro-top.

He took out the Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon and gently knocked at the blue bird phantom.

The shadow of the blue bird disintegrates, turning into countless clouds and being absorbed by the Jiuxiao Jinshou. The energy, power of will and legends condensed in it are constantly decomposed and absorbed. In conjunction with the guidance wisdom, confusion, unknown, ignorance, bewitching, deception and other authority that already exists in the Jiuxiao Jinshou, it is compared in pairs to gradually form a brand new authority.

"I finally made no mistake this time!" Looking at the newly-formed authority, Yuan Qingwei nodded with satisfaction. Although this authority has considerable restrictions and is best at deducing martial arts, there are also some bonuses in deducing other things.

Yuan Qingwei just tried it. With the blessing of authority, his mental calculation ability and calculation ability have indeed improved greatly. He had already had a basic outline of the Three Treasures Ruyi Dharma Ban, and there has also made new progress.

‘What remains is to cut off the connection with the qi of the king!’ Yuan Qingwei looked at the illusory causal connection on the nine-sky gold seal in his hand.

After all, Yuan Qingwei's authority was leveraged by the energy and strength of the court. Although the connection was not very large, it was also vaguely formed. After thinking about it, Yuan Qingwei decided to follow Yikai's plan. He first made a name for a genius in the martial arts world as a literary sect and a martial artist, and then restored his original identity as a Taoist disciple and the number one martial arts person in the world. He held the Rain Sword and went to find the emperor of the dynasty.

At the cost of the Sword of the Rain, he reached a tacit understanding with the emperor of the dynasty, retaining Yuan Qingwei's identity as a Wen Tanhua and a Wu Juren, and cutting off the causal connection between Yuan Qingwei and the dynasty.

This also started another battle between the martial arts world and the dynasty. In comparison, Yuan Qingwei, who was originally the center of the vortex, became an outsider.

He traveled all the way, constantly watching the three talents of heaven, earth, man and the three talents, collecting various information about the martial arts world today, calculating future changes, and enhancing his own Yidao cultivation, while also practicing his calculation ability.

During his travels, he took a detour to Dongting Lake and carefully observed the air quality of Dongting Lake.

Because the current Dongting Lake water system has been controlled by Cang Haoqian, the water vapor above Dongting Lake is filled with divine light, but if you observe carefully, you will find that the divine light is vaguely converging in a place.

Yuan Qingwei watched with the changes of divine light and saw a small boy sitting by the Dongting Lake, looking at the calm lake water. His breathing was affected by the divine light and attracted the water vapor of Dongting Lake according to some mysterious law.

After the Sancai observed the movement mirror, Yuan Qingwei clearly saw that the young man had already had thin internal energy circulating in his body, and its rules were inconsistent with the surrounding Dongting Lake water system.

‘This is the seed of your choice?’ Yuan Qingwei looked at the child, not calculating his origin in his heart.

This child has good talent, but in the entire martial arts world, he can barely cross the threshold of first-class and cannot be called the highest. If he has to say that there is something unique, it should be that he is born with a slight connection with Dongting Lake.

‘Does the Lord think he is not good?’ The clouds and mist rolled on Dongting Lake, and soon dark clouds were covered with dark clouds, blocking the sunlight. Cang Haoqian’s Yin God then manifested himself by Yuan Qingwei with the help of water vapor.

‘Nothing bad!’ Yuan Qingwei took his eyes off the child, found a place to sit down, and casually said: ‘If I read it correctly, this child should have been born in accordance with the energy of Dongting Lake! At the beginning, if you did not take the Dongting Lake water system into control in time, there would be some trouble in twenty years.’

‘It’s a problem now! After all, he carries some of the air in the Dongting Lake water system!’

‘So, are you thinking about pulling him into the game?’ Yuan Qingwei thought for a while, and then he reached out and patted the dead tree beside him. A branch flew out. Then Yuan Qingwei jumped, stepped on the dead branch, and danced with his hands instead of his fingers in Dongting Lake.

Then, a ball of cold light appeared on his fingertips, and the light suddenly exploded and turned into a rain of light. Seeing this, Cang Haoqian reached out and patted it. The originally rolling dark clouds were lightning and thunder, and the raindrops as big as beans fell.

The rain mixed with the light rain surrounded Yuan Qingwei's side, as if he wanted to shoot away in all directions, but seemed to be reluctant to leave. Yuan Qingwei's figure gradually disappeared into the light of the sky.
Chapter completed!