For a moment, the entire pavilion was occupied by this white light.
Infinite awe-inspiring energy circulated around everyone, and almost everyone present felt an unprecedented shock.
Some people who practice Wen Dao just knelt down on the ground.
"Is this used by saints, inkstone?" Zhou Ming's suspicious voice sounded again.
There are countless classics handed down on the ancient saints, but the items on them are very good.
Items that can be kept by saints will produce a trace of spirituality over time.
After all, once the pen and ink used by the sage is used, there will be infinite might and power rushing towards the face like a mighty sea, which makes people feel daunted.
Inkstones are used by almost all those who practice literature and Taoism.
The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone closest to the sage are often the most precious.
These things are often tainted with powerful aura because they are close to saints. For literary practitioners, they are simply treasures in the world.
Even in Bailu Academy, there are only a few.
"Experience it well, it will be good for you." Lu Yu put the inkstone back into Luo Ming's hand.
Luo Ming took the inkstone excitedly, and said, "Brother Lu, this is too precious, let's keep it in your hands."
Lu Yu shook his head: "No, I don't need it."
He really doesn't need it, because even a saint can only be an official under the seat of Emperor Taigan.
Li Liang's hand was only clutching the top-quality magic weapon in his hand, and he looked at all this in disbelief.
He still couldn't believe it at all, why Lu Yu was able to pick something from a saint.
Although the long sword in his hand is precious, it is far from the holy man's, it is simply not in the same breath.
"Damn it, that thing should belong to me!" Li Liang's heart suddenly ignited raging jealousy.
The gaze towards Lu Yu was also full of resentment.
Yes, if Lu Yu hadn't asked Luo Ming to choose, how could Luo Ming have chosen this one.
And he, Li Liang, if he had been next to the inkstone at that time, he would certainly have noticed the extraordinaryness of this inkstone.
"Why did the things of the saint appear on the first floor?" Zhou Ming frowned and looked at the old man who was guarding in front of the building.
The old man knelt down on the ground directly: "The head of the mountain forgives the sin, the villain has no eyes, and let the treasure be dusted."
Zhou Ming waved his hand: "Forget it, if this thing can reappear in the sky, it will not be regarded as dust."
"It is your good fortune to be able to obtain the things of a saint. I hope you will be able to practice literature."
Zhou Ming looked at Lu Yu again: "Little friend, I can talk to Cen Lou. If you agree, you can come to my Wanbao Academy tomorrow and be a lecturer."
What!
There were a lot of exclamations around, and even some disciples of Wanbaoyuan looked over in surprise.
Wanbao Academy, that is the top courtyard of the entire Bailu Academy.
Countless treasures are hidden in Wanbaoyuan, even if you go to Wanbaoyuan to be an ordinary disciple, it is a rare fat job in Bailu Academy.
Not to mention, I'm going to be a lecturer!
One step to the sky, really one step to the sky!
Lu Yu shook his head: "I don't have time to give lectures, so please hire someone else."
"Little friend, do you really not think about it?" Zhou Ming stayed behind.
Lu Yu stopped talking, and walked out of the hall with Luo Ming.
The two walked out of Wanbaoyuan.
Luo Ming cupped his fists and said, "Brother Lu, thank you for your kindness."
This inkstone is a priceless treasure to him.
Lu Yu waved his hand: "It's nothing more than a little effort."
"Luo Ming, wait a moment." A cold voice suddenly came from behind Lu Yu and Luo Ming.
"The things of the saints are useless in your hands. I will exchange this top-grade magic weapon with you, so hurry up and give me the things of the saints." Li Liang walked over from behind the two of them. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com