The daily life of Confucian sages hitting people along the network cable

Chapter 11 Sleepless nights, strength skyrockets!
After receiving the items, Han Zhou quickly went home with the box wrapped in an ordinary cloth bag.

There are seven or eight places left on the road.

After making sure he wasn't being followed, he returned to Tangchen Yipin's shabby shanty town.

When he got home, Han Zhou frowned and thought.

Fiendfire, one of the school's three major seeds.

The strength is at least at the third level of Foundation Establishment.

Su Xiyun asked her to repair the ring, is it really for the ring repair, or is it killing two birds with one stone?
Han Zhou didn't bother to think about it.

Because Han Zhou has never been in the habit of being used, and he will never find something and not solve it.

That's what idiots do.

Now Han Zhou only has two things to do.

The first thing is to temper the literary spirit, condense Confucianism, Taoism and Taoism, and then practice verbal criticism.

The second thing is to find a place where there are many people, and deliberately tell why Su Xiyun is looking for him, so as not to let trouble come to him.

When he got home, Han Zhou started to take things apart.

After confirming that everything was ok, it was divided into four rings and installed.

Second-grade pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all put into the best rings. These are weapons, so of course they should be put in the best rings so that they can be taken out as soon as possible during the battle to avoid touching the wrong rings.

So the mace and diamond bricks have no choice but to make room.

The medicine for practicing verbal and pen criticism has to be ground into powder, then tempered, and put aside first.

Then there is Lingshi.

Han Zhou held a piece of spirit stone in his hand, spread out the paper, and took out the worst pen and ink.

"The higher the grade of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the more energy you save, and the less effect of exercise."

"The worse the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the more suitable it is for refining the literary spirit."

The refinement of literary qi in this era is very similar to the cultivation of true energy by immortals, both absorbing spirit stones.

However, those who cultivate immortals revolve around the sky and practice cross-legged.

Confucianism cultivators need to enter ink with literary spirit and write.

Han Zhou put away the paper: "Just write war poems, and you can save them after you finish them, in case of emergencies, maybe they will come in handy."

"Although the literary spirit on ordinary paper can't last long, the college entrance examination is coming soon, and it should still have some effect by then."

After Han Zhou was sure, he held the spirit stone in his hand and began to write "Dark forest, grass startling wind..."

Every word and stroke, Han Zhou wrote very seriously, not as carelessly as he wrote during the battle.

After the literary qi enters the ink, the cultural qi between the chest and abdomen becomes less, and the meridians naturally start to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to transform the literary qi.

Holding the spirit stone in hand, the absorption efficiency will naturally increase greatly.

"Writing about seven poems will consume all your energy."

"I don't know how many poems a piece of spirit stone can bear."

It takes a long time to recover when the literary energy is exhausted, so the efficiency of cultivation is naturally low.

And with the spirit stone, you can cultivate without any scruples.

Seven, twelve...

Seventeen.

When the seventeenth poem was written, this spirit stone turned into powder.

"One spirit stone can support me to write ten poems."

This time, Han Zhou exchanged 30 yuan for Lingshi.

"However, Dao Fruit seems to have matured a lot."

Feeling that he was in a good state of mind, Han Zhou continued to write.

"The forest is dark and the grass is frightened by the wind, the general draws his bow at night..."

Another spirit stone exploded.

This time, Han Zhou felt a little dizzy.

Writing with a literary spirit, the energy consumption of writing a word is more tiring than copying an article.

"continue."

When writing No.30 four, Han Zhou felt like his brain was going to split.

"Cultivation is the same as exercising the body. If you go beyond the limit, you can make progress."

"Come again!"

When writing four poems, Han Zhou's arms trembled.

Big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead and landed on the paper.

The hand holding the pen can no longer be controlled.

The tip of the pen kept shaking wildly.

"Pingming... Xun... Bai... Yu."

When I wrote the feather character, I almost squeezed my pen and burst it.

Han Zhou tried his best to control the strength of his fingers, but also to be able to write with a pen.

Word by word.

"Into the stone edge..."

Originally, the last word could not be filled in, but after filling it in, the poem will be activated.

However, at this moment, Han Zhou had a feeling in his heart: If this word is written, maybe... there will be unexpected effects.

"middle!"

As the last word was written, the paper burned quickly, and Li Guang descended from the void.

After Han Zhou made his last stroke in Zaizhong, he felt that the whole world suddenly became enlightened.

And the Dao fruit that I usually sensed is now under my 'watching'.

This fruit of Confucianism and Taoism suddenly matured.

"Brilliant Realm!"

"It arrived so smoothly!"

Krypton gold is krypton gold.

One night of practice is better than the usual three months of practice!
The last time I absorbed that weird black stone, I made a lot of progress.

It has reached the edge of the condensation of Dao fruit.

Such a little bit, unexpectedly took the usual three months of penance to reach it.

However, after krypton gold, five spirit stones solved the problem.

The surrounding aura gathers and is crazily absorbed by this fruit of Confucianism and Taoism.

And this fruit is like a heart, not only in, but also out.

What goes in is spiritual energy, and what comes out is literary energy.

The speed at which one's literary energy gathers has increased by more than ten times!
"Is this the realm of a scholar?"

With his current state, Han Zhou feels that he can suppress himself a day ago with only the flushing of Wen Qi!
Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly!
After taking this step, Han Zhou is now qualified to be called a Confucian scholar!

Dao fruit condenses, and the tiredness of reading and writing disappears instantly.

Han Zhou felt that he was in a very good state of mind.

"People feel refreshed on happy occasions, try to push it all together, maybe it will have a miraculous effect!"

Han Zhou hurriedly took out the four medicinal materials of the Golden Pen Potion and began to grind the medicinal powder.

After reaching the realm of a scholar, even the control over the body has improved a lot, and it is easy to accomplish things that were difficult to grasp before.

The four medicinal materials were ground into powders of the same thickness.

"The properties of this medicinal material are very strange. I don't know what the effect is when it is fused together."

'First-order spirit antlers, rust stone, heart fire spirit root, century-old turpentine'.

After the powders of the four medicinal materials are put together, they are burned with a slow fire.

The rust stone medicinal powder quickly turned into a liquid state, enveloping the other three medicinal powders.

After the century-old rosin melted, the drug solution brought a touch of luster.

The medicinal powder of spirit antlers and heartfire spirit roots turned into golden powder under the moistening of pine resin.

"So fast?"

The refining method on the Internet did not say that the medicinal liquid can be refined quickly.

Han Zhou thought he would cook it all night.

As a result, the potion was formed quickly.

"According to the method on the Internet, the potion should be placed on the three acupoints of Yintang, Meixin, and Dicang, and then start to use the ancient method of verbal criticism and pen attack."

Yintang is at the center of the forehead.

The center of the eyebrows is the center of the line connecting the eyebrows.

The ground warehouse is at the center of the corner of the mouth and the pear dimple.

Han Zhou tapped the potion on the acupoint and held a pen in his hand: "Words and pens."

"Cut down the innocent, punish the evil, sum it up in one word!"

After reciting "Lun", Han Zhou felt that the acupoints where the medicine was located were responding.

There seems to be a faint heterogeneous culture gathering in the potion.

However, at this moment, Han Zhou felt that a large amount of Wenqi suddenly emerged on his Wenshan, which was three points similar to the alien Wenqi in the potion.

These cultural qi quickly condensed a leaf on the Dao fruit.

Ye Shangshu: [verbal criticism]!
"This is!"

done?

Han Zhou said, "Fat Wudao!"

On the tip of the tongue, a sword condensed with ink gas is spit out, it is unparalleled in sharpness!
This ink condensed sword can rival the sword repair sword!

"Didn't you say that there is a 30.00% chance of success? It's so easy to refine the potion, so easy? Does it have something to do with my own culture?"

Han Zhou inspected Wenshan internally.

"how come!"

Wenshan has become taller again, and now it is not six feet, but twenty feet!
The sea of ​​learning is naturally twenty feet deep!

This is at least a relatively high talent in Wengu, not Wengu's talent just now.

And above Wenshan Xuehai, a black stone hangs high in the sky.

"This is... so this stone was really absorbed by me!"

Reaching the realm of a scholar is equivalent to the foundation-building stage of an immortal cultivator, and one can look inside.

Han Zhou hadn't had time to look inside the book mountain and sea of ​​literature, so it was the first time he saw the black stone staying in his inner world.

"Could it be that the power of the stars can assist Confucianism and Taoism?"

Right!Those four kinds of medicinal materials combined are only less than 20, how could it be comparable to the star fragments?

The power of the stars emitted by the star fragments is far stronger than the medicinal power of the medicinal materials, isn't it normal?

"This is definitely a piece of treasure! I can't let anyone know that I have this piece of star!"

Unexpectedly, after one night of practice, he actually condensed the Dao fruit at the same time, and also learned to criticize with words and pens!

Excited in his heart, Han Zhou can't sleep now.

"Forget it, fix that ring and solve this trouble tomorrow."

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(End of this chapter)