Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 89: The Monument Moves as the Answer Is Written, Sword Qj Fills the Universe (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Li You’an sneered and shook his head.

“This question is obviously a question that divides one’s position. You don’t have to think about An Le’s question. He won’t get a single point.”

Li You’an took a sip of tea in the dark.

Speechlessness flashed across Fourth Master Lin’s eyes. He shook his head and sighed softly.

“With Master An’s temperament, he will definitely say yes to the North Expedition. The Galloping Horse Painting can show his spirit. Furthermore, he received Green Mountain from Senior. If he chooses to follow the question’s lead and push to give up the North Expedition to maintain the current situation, it will really be laughable.”

“It’s not Master An’s style to bow down.” Fourth Master Lin said confidently.This content belongs to novelhulk.com, if the content is missing please go to novelhulk.com website to read the full content

Li You’an and Madam Hua naturally understood this logic.

“From the looks of it, An Le can’t even enter the Hall Examination…

Madam Hua pursed her red lips and couldn’t help but say.

In the Heavenly Wave Water Pavilion, the atmosphere immediately became strange.

Li You’an held the hot tea and drank it with a smile. “That might not be the case. It’s simple to enter the Hall Examination. Other than this big question, you can answer all the other questions correctly. It’s not difficult.”

Fourth Master Lin glanced at Li You’an. So what if you’re the top scholar?

Ordinary scholars needed to rest late at night and recuperate before they could continue answering tomorrow.

However, to cultivators, their mental power was abundant and as bright as the sun. They naturally did not need to sleep to be clear-headed.

It was late at night, but An Le was still answering questions.

“Since ancient times, when emperors came to rule the world, they used the Central Plains to control the barbarians. The barbarians lived outside to serve the Central Plains. There had never been stories of them ruling the world with the barbarians living in the Central Plains…

After the opening paragraph, An Le’s eyes lit up. The more he wrote, the more excited he became. He had seen many generals cry and shed blood north of the Blue Wave River, so he was naturally indignant.

“As luck and fortune circulate, the Central Plains’ prosperity births a sage amongst trillions of trillions, tasked to repel the barbarians and restore the Central Plains, establish the dynasty, and help the people in hardship…

“To save the people of the Central Plains, the heavens must order the people of

Central Plains to live in peace. How can the barbarians rule? I’m afraid that the Central Plains have been polluted for a long time and the people have long given up. Therefore, we should work hard to clear the mood and aim to chase away the barbarians, eliminate the riots, and let the people obtain what they want and wash away the shame of the Central Plains!”

The central idea of the article was to expel the barbarians and reclaim the Central Plains!

Support the North Expedition!

Outside the numbered room.

In the dead of the night, the spring rain was rapid. A storm suddenly arrived, and the rain fell like the wrath of the heavens, smashing into the mortal world, and cutting the peach blossoms on the mountain!

An Le quickly wrote. He felt the sound of the storm enter his ears, like the wrath of a thousand troops.

The scene of the old man’s Molten Gold Age appeared in front of him. The sorrowful sighs, roars, cries, and other emotions on the Blue Wave River surged into his heart, condensing into lightning behind the clouds and exploding with thunder!

In any case, An Le did not feel any psychological burden at all after writing all these.

Prime Minister Qin?

Who cared about him?

His brush strokes shocked the wind and rain, and his literary achievements made ghosts and gods weep!

The storm that night seemed to resonate with the article on An Le’s paper!

Rich ink qi surged out, and the sword furnace between An Le’s brows seemed to be trembling continuously as he wrote this article. The sword qi followed his heart and clanged continuously..

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