The two assistant coaches couldn't help but sigh.

In the distance, on the boulder against the mountain, the old doctor stood up slowly, without looking at Chen Yanjun, and only said:

"There is always a limit to trying to be clever, and spiritual practice must be down-to-earth after all."

"Class is dismissed!"

Saying this, he turned around and walked down the mountain, striding away from Qingwuyuan.

Although they knew it was impossible, everyone still felt sorry.

However, at this moment!

The clear mist is covered with dark clouds and the wind is blowing loudly.

The five spiritual pillars suddenly trembled one by one and emitted a strange chorus.

Chen Gongxing looked up.

A high-pitched sound like thunder and low-pitched sound like mumbling fell from the clouds.

If you listen carefully, it sounds like a human voice:

"When autumn comes, September 8th..."

Chen Gongxing's old eyes suddenly froze, and the joints all over his body began to tremble.

"This is!"

"After I bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill you."

Two ordinary lines of poetry...but the sound form is so strange!

"What's going on!"

Chen Gongxing's figure flashed and returned to Qingwuyuan.

Only then did I realize that the five spiritual pillars were resonating with a strange rhythm.

He understood that it was not that you had to activate the spiritual springs at the same time to see the hidden poems, but that you could feel the rhythm of the five spiritual pillars, just like playing a harp, and then the poems would appear!

Chen Yanjun raised his hands, closed his eyes, and exerted his energy, completely resonating with the five spiritual pillars, and red mist appeared above his head again.

[Yu Ling +1,98/100 (skillful)]

The pillars roared like floating clouds and waves.

"The incense array reaches the sky and penetrates Chang'an."

[Yu Ling +1,99/100 (skillful)]

Only then did He Jianqun identify the verses from Zhu Ming.

"He's actually interpreting poetry!"

Assistant Teacher Yun saw that Chen Yanjun was reaching his limit.

"Chen Yanjun, stop quickly."

The spiritual spring rose high and low, and the five pillars roared in unison.

"——The whole city is covered with golden armor!"

This sound is not a human voice, but a column sound produced by the roar of the column and the resonance of the air.

The noise was loud, but could only be heard from a close distance, and was mixed with the sound of the howling wind, causing great disturbance.

On the Qingwuyuan, except for Chen Yanjun, only Chen Gongxing could hear the whole poem clearly.

Chen Gongxing was surprised and laughed, looked up to his commander and chanted:

"When autumn comes on the eighth day of the ninth month, when my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will bloom... The incense array will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be filled with golden armor... That thief wants to rebel!"

Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes.

[Yu Ling +1,100/100 (reaching the pinnacle)! 】

The fragments of the five magic patterns actually constructed a complete illusion of demonic energy. He forcibly suppressed the illusion of demonic energy with the changing heights of the Five Elements Mountains, which caused the resonance of the cylinder and revealed the entire hidden poem.

Murong Ye was right, he really used this to break through the bottleneck and reach the top!

But this poem, which the original owner did not remember, was not unfamiliar to Chen Yanjun.

It can even be said that it is too familiar.

From "Chrysanthemum" written by Huang Chao.

"It's actually Huang Chao..."

Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao, the leading figures of the rebel army in the late Tang Dynasty, were nicknamed "General Tianbu Junping" and "General Junping Taibao" respectively. They were also idealists to a certain extent.

In addition to killing innocent people indiscriminately, Huang Chao did a pretty good job and physically eliminated those large clans that had lasted for thousands of years. This was just because the killing karma was too heavy and the reputation was not good.

Unexpectedly, Huang Chao in this world would openly go to the Imperial Academy to collect poems. His true strength is probably unfathomable!

In recent years, Huang Chao has also gained some fame among the people. It is said that he and Wang Xianzhi assembled a grassroots army to wander around various roads for many years. However, due to the separatist rule of civil vassal towns and the strong local military strength, Huang Chao and Wang Xianzhi did not respond to the call and grew rapidly.

It seems that Huang Chao has not fully exerted his strength yet...

Chen Yanjun sighed heartily:

"The world line has obviously changed. Not only was Huang Chao able to be born, but he was also able to write exactly the same poem!"

"Speaking of which, my experience is so similar to Huang Chao's..."

"It's over!"

He thought.

"Where is my sister-in-law? Why haven't you come to the rescue yet? If I continue, I will be regarded as a rebel, okay?"

Think carefully.

Huang Chao also practiced in Danlin Academy for seven days. Could it be said that the reason why he fell into the devil's path was also related to Dr. Tan's black tea?

Huang Chao's practice of magic seems to have broken through the limit of the five elements. Otherwise, with a seventh-grade cultivation level, it would be difficult to hide in front of Qing Hongzi.

Is it really easy to become possessed if the five elements are equally endowed?

Chen Yanjun still remembers that after entering the magical fantasy world for the first time and being awakened by his wife, she once said:

There are only two types of people who have been trapped in demonic illusions for a long time, but can still remain calm.

One type is the most evil person who empathizes with evil and walks with him.

The other kind is the person who is trying to hold up the building before it collapses.

"In other words, Huang Chao and I are completely opposite people?"

This feeling... is like having some kind of time-travel mission.

He suddenly felt that the cause of the revival of Tang Dynasty's spiritual energy was gradually becoming complicated.

At the moment, Chen Yanjun is just a ninth-level rookie and can't think of things that far away.

He just wants to become stronger as soon as possible and protect the people he loves... As for the general trend of the world and the governance of troubled times, he will wait until he has enough energy left.

Only then did the girls around react, covering their ears and screaming in fear.

Guan Shiyan's face turned dark and she was too frightened to get close to Chen Yanjun. She shouted from three feet away:

"Chen Yanjun, what are you doing!"

Jiang Miao patted Chen Yanjun on the shoulder.

"Calm down, something big has happened!"

At the same time, all the powerful people in the Imperial Academy felt the strange howling on the Qingwu Plain.

Some people are already on their way...

Sudden!

The sound of the pillars suddenly stopped, and a translucent black magic circle instantly enveloped the entire mountain.

At the same time, a vast and endless spiritual pressure, as vast as smoke, suddenly fell down.

On the Qingwuyuan, everyone was still.

Not only did the body turn into a statue, but the soul also became still.

Except Chen Yanjun.

He looked up and saw a huge black coffin covering Qingwuyuan.

He could no longer hear the sound of any pillars, and the undulating spiritual spring had turned into a neat trickle.

The demonic energy and demon patterns drawn by him also completely dissipated, and there were no scum left suppressed by the vast spiritual pressure.

When I came back to my senses——

A tall, handsome, middle-aged man with flowing white hair appeared in front of him.

He didn't speak, but he made a hollow voice like ventriloquism:
Chapter completed!