The goblin in the palace is on top

Chapter 482
After the saint made it clear, the disciples of the sub-sage went to look for the genius treasure.However, in the end, what they found was just a seemingly ordinary stone.

Looking at that stubborn stone, Yasheng's disciples were puzzled.But they believed in the authority of the saints.Therefore, those disciples started to guess at that stubborn stone.

During the period, some people said that this stubborn stone was the remnant of Nu Wa when the heaven and the earth were first opened and mended the sky.Some people say that this stubborn stone probably has a universe inside it, as long as the stone skin is removed, you can see the sparkling gems bred by heaven and earth.

In short, everyone's unanimous opinion is to open this thing or carve a magic weapon to use it.Of course, the specific decision still needs the indication of the sub-sage.

But then, the instruction plan given by the sub-sage far exceeded everyone's imagination.

Naya Sheng looked at the stone, and after thinking for a while, he told everyone, "It's best not to move it."

It turned out that Yasheng saw with extraordinary eyesight that the formation of this stubborn stone and rare treasure was actually inseparable from the surrounding pattern of Songyue Mountain.

Because the surrounding landscape is beautiful and beautiful, hiding wind and absorbing energy.That's why this feng shui pattern can nurture a stubborn stone to be beautiful and full of aura.

It's just that this stubborn stone is just a stubborn stone after all, because it hasn't been long to accept the power of the pattern, so it hasn't been able to breed any top-quality geniuses and treasures.At this time, even if it is taken out to make a magic weapon, it can only be used barely.Can not become a climate.

The sub-sage told his disciples earnestly: "The way of heaven and earth is to seek the good through the mean. So in this case, you must know how to hold back your desires and leave a ray of favor for future generations. After a thousand years, this rare treasure will really come to fruition. Fuze everything, Fang is its best attribution."

After saying this, the sub-sage took out a pen of his own and wrote the words "bequeath to future generations" on this rare treasure.Immediately afterwards, he threw the pen under the steep cliff.

After the sage completed these two coherent movements, he told his disciples again.The mountain scenery here is excellent, and it is most suitable for nourishing energy and gathering treasures.At this time, his handwriting and handwriting are used to suppress, which is equivalent to adding a trace of context to the pattern.

This kind of behavior is roughly equivalent to the Confucian sect investing here in advance.

Therefore, the aura of this mountain has become the "context".It will become more and more vigorous for nearly a thousand years.After reaching a certain level, it will definitely become a treasure land for teaching and educating people.

The words and deeds of the saint seem to be hunting for treasures, but they are actually teaching a group of apprentices.And those disciples were deeply convinced after hearing this.

Later, the legend of Yasheng throwing pens in this mountain became more and more popular.During this period, many woodcutters went to the mountains to look for brushes, but no one found them.

Time flies like water, and after a thousand years, the mountain range that has become a climate attracts literati and inkmen to build academies here.From then on, the most shining names in Dongzhou entered Songyue Academy and walked out of Songyue Academy, becoming even more shining.

However, after another 800 years, I don't know whether the structure of the academy has changed or the structure of the world has changed.In short, the cultural context and the treasures of the sage did not allow the academy president to survive.

During the turmoil of the change of dynasty, the academy was bulldozed and burned down by the army.Today, it has completely lost the style of the past.

Looking at the writing brush left by the sage, Wu Shiyi felt a little comprehended.

I still remember that General Dong was also a stranger of Songyue Mountain.Then this writing brush was probably discovered by him when he was woodcuttering, fishing and hunting, and farming at the foot of the mountain.

However, after he took this pen, the pattern of the entire Songyue Mountain changed, which in turn led to the downfall of the entire Songyue Academy.Or was it the failure of Songyue Academy that caused this pen to lose its protection, so that it was obtained by mortals?

The cause and effect of these things are no longer known.

But what Wu Shishi knew was that from then on, General Dong relied on the magic power bestowed by this pen.Gradually climbed to the top of the Daxing court.And relying on this sacred relic, he escaped poisoned wine and burning.

Then another hundred years later, the writing brush protected by the corpse accidentally got into Wu Shiyi's hands.

Sure enough, the sky is endlessly gentle!
This thing, the treasure of treasures!

That being the case, it is serious to quickly experiment and develop its use!
As he thought about it, Wu Shiyi picked up his pen.While observing, while thinking about its purpose in this small secret room.

Brushes are naturally used for writing and drawing.So Wu Shiyi thought that the most direct use and magic of this pen should be the handwriting it writes and the pictures it draws.

However, Wu Shishi is not a person who is very good at painting.And when I was in school, I didn't experience special training for calligraphy.

Therefore, when Wu Shishi wanted to test the true use of this brush, the first thing he thought of was to draw some simple things first.

For example... draw two demon pills?Drawing some jungle?How about some brook water?
Thinking of the beautiful picture that was about to take shape, Wu Shiyi swallowed and smeared it.

But he knew very well that his skills were not enough, and it was too difficult to draw them, and it was degrading to the gentlemen.

So... let's learn from the sages, let's have an egg first!
Yes, just eggs!
As Wu Shiyi thought, he immediately picked up the brush, took out a box of squid ink from the infinite consciousness, walked to the stone wall, and drew a circle.

Hmm... It doesn't look like an egg anyway.But it looks like a black hole, but what kind of hole is it...

It's so evil.Still humiliating.

After driving away those absurd thoughts, Wu Shiyi drew some shadows and dark sides by relying on his memory of eggs.

It looks... more like a hole.

So evil!

Wu Shiyi patted his forehead.At the same time, one thing was confirmed.

Although this treasure is indeed a sacred relic.But it can't be like Ma Liang's magic brush, what can be drawn, what can be drawn.

For now, at least, the egg is doing nothing.

And just like that, the first exploration using the method fails.

But after the failure, Wu Shiyi was not discouraged.

After thinking for a while, Wu Shiyi's mind carefully bounced back and forth between legends, reality, and the former owner of the brush, Yasheng.And as he thought about it, he began to use the method of innate gossip to get in touch with the "reason" of these treasures.

As you think about it, you get deeper and deeper.Wu Shishi's heart was suddenly shaken!
At this time, he suddenly remembered that the greatest skill of this sub-sage is to write books and talk about it!

Since he is writing books and making stories, then his skills should be in the two things of talking and books.Instead of pictures!
In short, I am afraid that the illiterate will not use this brush.

As he thought about it, Wu Shishi picked up the brush again.And carefully wrote the word "egg" on the stone wall.

But this time, Wu Shiyi really achieved extraordinary results.

When Wu Shishi was writing the word "egg", he felt very tired.It was as if the pen had become a lot heavier all of a sudden.

And when he finished writing these two words, the dark handwriting on the wall quickly changed strangely.

At first, the word "egg" just stuck to the wall and didn't move.

But not long after, the writing on the wall suddenly seemed to come to life again, and each stroke was distorted and moved according to Wu Shiyi's brushwork.

It was as if the writing on the wall had come to life.

This miraculous change left Wu Shiyi dumbfounded.

And things that made him even more dumbfounded were still happening one after another.

As the time goes.All the words began to condense and twist into a mass.

The mass was dark and looked... like a hole? !
Do not!
This is a hole!A hole the size of an egg!But it does not come from inside the wall, but from an unknown dimension.

(End of this chapter)