The origin of this dean is astonishing. Her father is Liu Chenxiang, who cut down mountains to save his mother and held a lotus lantern.

Liu Chenxiang's uncle is Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and Liu Xianglian is Liu Chenxiang's daughter.

It's equivalent to... Erlangshen is her uncle.

But this woke up Li Xianyuan. After Journey to the West is published, he might consider writing a Lotus Lantern - if all the gods and monsters don't come to trouble him after Journey to the West is published.

The change in Li Xianyuan's expression caught Liu Xianglian's attention. She looked at Li Xianyuan and said in a cold voice, "Do you recognize me?"

Li Xianyuan put away the shock in his eyes and regained his composure. He nodded and shook his head again: "I know Liu Chenxiang. He once chopped down Mount Huashan to save his mother."

Throw away Ji...throw away Li Waner's prank and turn into Monkey King. This is Li Xianyuan's first encounter with a character related to mythology.

There were a few whispers among the team. They may have heard the story of Liu Chenxiang chopping up Mount Huashan to save his mother.

It's just that their response was not as great as that of Li Xianyuan. They seemed to be unaware of the relative relationship between Erlang Shen and the dean.

Liu Xianglian nodded noncommittally and asked, "How did you know about it?"

Li Xianyuan replied: "I like to read, and I saw this record in an unknown history book."

"Really..." Liu Xianglian saw that what Li Xianyuan said was untrue, but she didn't care. Her personality was just like her clothes, and her white clothes were as white as snow and not stained by the world. She seemed to be here just to show her face, and ordered the middle-aged scholar

After a few words, the scholar flew away, his white clothes fluttering under the moonlight, like a fairy in the sky.

This caused an uproar among the candidates, and their eyes were full of envy.

It was appropriate to re-leave the chair to a middle-aged Confucian scholar. He asked the candidates to stand on the star-guiding platform, and he and a group of teachers left the star-guiding platform in an upright manner.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The students on stage and off stage looked at each other until time gradually passed. The students in Qinxing Stage began to whisper, and there was a bit of commotion.

"alright!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly shouted loudly, which shocked the students on the stage and looked around. Then the Confucian scholar said: "The power to guide the stars is completed, everyone, please come down. Go home and have a good sleep. Come to the academy tomorrow morning for class."

All the students looked at each other.

Just stood on the stage for half a stick of incense and nothing happened!?

"Otherwise. Could it be that there will be a beam of light falling from the sky and enveloping you?" A Xuezheng behind the Confucian scholar said angrily.

"Did you see anything?" Li Xianyuan tilted his head and asked Xu Zhitian in a low voice.

"Huh." Xu Zhitian snorted and turned his head, ignoring him.

Li Xianyuan's eyes had some inexplicable meaning, and he raised his head slightly to look at the bright Big Dipper above his head. At that moment, he did notice something strange. He thought it was an illusion, but he didn't expect it to be true.

The candidates who had been waiting for a long time walked down the stage with their heads down. This was completely different from what they imagined.

Seeing this, the Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "You are still just a child, and you can't even grasp the aura of awe-inspiring, so you want to reach the sky? You can go back and meditate quietly. When you reach the Mingtang, you can become an official child."

A student stood up. He was about 20 years old, and he stood out among a group of teenagers and girls: "I wonder if the sooner you communicate with Mingtang, the more talented you are? Another point is, if you can't communicate with Mingtang, does that mean you are ineligible?

Have you acquired the identity of a child?"

A Confucian scholar said: "Communicating in the clear hall has nothing to do with talent. All it takes is a calm mind. Successful communication can even occur while sleeping. As for the inability to communicate in the clear hall... it has never happened before."

Several of the older students among the students breathed a sigh of relief. They studied hard for ten years before passing the entrance examination. What they were most worried about was that they would not be able to communicate clearly.

The star attraction ended like an anticlimax. Those who said they were not disappointed would be lying.

This is as if the imperial court announced that Li Jing and his son Nezha would come down to earth and visit Xinjing. The people of Xinjing were eagerly looking forward to it. However, the next day the imperial court announced the announcement. King Tota and the third prince Nezha disappeared and walked around for a while before returning to heaven.

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Only a few wealthy and aristocratic children had known the secret of the power of attracting stars, and they gathered around Xu Zhitian with disdain.

Walking to the gate of the academy, several carriages gathered outside the academy.

The children from poor families naturally walked back. The carriages belonged to the young masters and ladies from Wuhou City. Li Xianyuan had not walked far along the outer wall of the academy when a carriage suddenly stopped in front of him. Xu Zhitian opened the curtain and stuck his head out, saying coldly: "

My Xu family owes me a lot of favors. Yesterday you sent me home, and today I will send you back as well. You and I will settle the matter.

Then you have to touch it back to find out.

Li Xianyuan thought to himself, and got into the carriage neatly, as if he were at home.

"You...!" Seeing Li Xianyuan being so rude, Xu Zhitian felt angry for no reason.

"Groomman, drive!"

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

The carriage was racing through the deserted streets, the carriage was shaking slightly, and the two people inside sat on each side, paying no attention to the other.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the inn. Li Xianyuan jumped out of the carriage, turned around and said to Xu Zhitian, "Thank you."

What responded to him was the angry shout from inside the carriage: "Groomman, go back home!"

With the sound of beeping, the carriage drove away and disappeared around the corner of the street. Li Xianyuan turned back to the inn.

The waiter was lying on the counter and dozing off. When he heard some movement, he looked up vaguely. When he saw Li Xianyuan, he immediately perked up and said enthusiastically, "It's Li Zhuangyuan."

Li Xianyuan nodded, walked to the counter, put his hand in his arms and asked, "How much does it cost to stay in the hotel these days?"

The oil lamp on the counter illuminated the profile of Li Xianyuan's face. As the candlelight swayed, his indifferent face seemed to have a more expressive expression.

He still had a few copper coins and some gold foil from the invitation, which was enough to pay the shop.

The waiter waved his hands repeatedly: Our shopkeeper said that we are honored to have you stay in the hotel, and your food and accommodation are free of charge. You can stay as long as you want."

Li Xianyuan hesitated for a moment and took his hand back: "Thank you, the shopkeeper, for me."

After Li Waner left, his life became difficult. If he didn't have the identity of the head of the case, he would probably have to move to a ruined temple.

It seems that the publication of Journey to the West is on the agenda.

The waiter didn't know what was bothering Li Xianyuan, so he said enthusiastically: "Li Zhuangyuan, would you like some midnight snack? I'll tell the cook to do it."

Li Xianyuan declined: "No need to bother."

Climbing up the wooden steps to the second floor, the lights in the guest rooms on both sides of the corridor were turned off, and slight snoring could be heard from the guest rooms.

When I returned to the room and pushed open the door, the room was dark, and the moonlight reflected the outline of the window frame and projected onto the ground.

Li Xianyuan lit a candle to illuminate the room, then walked to the door and closed it.

Sitting at the table, he took off the painting tube and put it on the table. Li Xianyuan stared at the candlelight and slowly closed his eyes.

He was trying to see if he could communicate with Mingtang.

The Mingtang is located just one inch between the eyebrows, so communication is just as Confucianism said, just keep your mind calm and it is not too difficult.

As time passed, Li Xianyuan's breathing gradually became calmer, as if he was asleep...

Boom——

Suddenly, Li Xianyuan was awakened by the noise, opened his eyes, and said without looking back: "Canghai, don't cause trouble, you..."

Halfway through his words, Li Xianyuan's voice stopped abruptly.

Zhizhi——

The mouse looked up at him and then flew under the bed.

The room returned to calm. After a long time, a sigh echoed.
Chapter completed!