I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 203: Semi-Saint?

There is always a banquet in the world. When the prince arrives, it will be Haishi, and the whole banquet will reach its climax, and then it will naturally follow the laws of nature.

First, Lin Zhenbei toasted and said something, nothing more than thanking everyone for coming today and helping each other in the future, and then the guests toasted and congratulated each other. After Haishi, people left one after another.

In Chang'an City, there is a curfew for non-major festivals, but the curfew is not an iron law for the people present, at least, for the current Dagan, this is the fact.

But curfew is a good excuse to say goodbye.

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"The paper is full of absurd words, full of bitter tears! It is said that the author is crazy, who can explain the meaning?"

After uploading "Story of the Stone" to Wen Gong, Cao Mengruan wrote a poem based on his feelings.

The story of "Story of the Stone" was brewed after he read so many articles by Lin Qian. The background of this story is also a world without talents. He felt that this story had been brewing in his mind long ago. , didn't break out of the shell until a few months ago.

As if he had really experienced this story, he felt that he was not writing a story, but recording something that had already happened.

Although it may seem absurd, people's hearts remain the same, and no matter whether they are talented or not, the truth remains the same.

Suddenly, it is not known whether the poem was exported or "Story of the Stone" was uploaded to the Palace of Literature, Cao Mengruan was suddenly shocked, and his mind was involuntarily immersed in the Palace of Literature.

At this time, the small world of his Wen Palace has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is no longer a palace square, but a group of palaces that cannot be seen at a glance. May dissipate.

Looking down from above, he suddenly felt that the palace complex looked familiar.

Shocked, it took him a long time to land on the ground and walk into the palace complex.

The moment he landed, the palace complex instantly became clear, and he also remembered why there was such a sense of familiarity.

Stepping into it, Grand View Garden, Ningguo Mansion, Rongguo Mansion, Yihong Courtyard, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Zilingzhou, Qiushuangzhai, Nuanxiang Pavilion, Daoxiang Village...

Isn't this exactly where the story in his "Story of the Stone" takes place!

Continuing to walk in this palace group, the buildings in memory appeared one by one, which gave Cao Mengruan an unprecedented shock. He felt like the legendary magic brush Ma Liang, turning the world in his pen into reality. .

What he didn't know was that when he was walking in the world of Wengong, Jiang Ning was also in a mess.

The grass on the side of the road shook its head slightly, disturbing the calm lake surface next to it, creating ripples, and even the leaves on the side also clattered in response, making the lanterns under the eaves in the distance laugh out loud and staggering.

Only then did the people on the street raise their heads and look at the sky. Their headscarves were blown like banners, billowing backwards and making a sound of hunting.

got windy!
The next moment, the wind was suddenly strong, and the roadside peddler's cart was rolled up and flew straight into the sky. The nearby people jumped up and down, and hurriedly hid in the house, regardless of the belongings that had not been taken into the house. middle.

Soon they were thankful for their decisiveness, because there was already a whistling wind outside the house, which was mixed with tinkling and crackling sounds. It was foreseeable that if they didn't hide in the house in time, they might also become the ones who made the noise. One of the clangs and crackles.

Even the house was shaking and creaking.

But soon, everyone discovered that although the wind was fierce, it didn't seem to have that violent lethality. They hid in the house and didn't feel a sense of terrifying danger.

The bold ones came to the window, opened the window carefully, and looked into the distance.

Only then did I realize that a pillar of wind appeared in Jiangning City at some point, and the entire sky in Jiangning City seemed to be covered by a curtain, leaving only this pillar of wind standing between heaven and earth.

The whole world seemed to stand still, only this pillar of wind was still spinning.

Such a scene made everyone who saw it completely shocked, dumbfounded in place, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Those items that were swept up by the strong wind were also in the wind column, such as the carts of the vendors, the grass, the lanterns...

These things were involved in the wind column, rising continuously, then stopped suddenly at the end, fell heavily, and then were drawn into the wind column again by the strong wind, rising again, and so on.

All the movements are emitted by this pillar of wind. The strong wind they feel is just the aftermath of this pillar of wind. As scary as it was when I first started.

Fortunately, this pillar of wind didn't move, and it just stood in Jiangning City like this. Otherwise, once such a terrifying power moved, the entire Jiangning City would probably be destroyed into ruins.

"Is that arrogance?"

A Confucianism cultivator soon discovered the secret of this pillar of wind. The pillar of wind is actually the purest awe-inspiring energy in the world. These violent winds are all formed by the flow of awe-inspiring energy. Countless awe-inspiring energy comes from all directions. And there are more and more awe-inspiring energy, coming from farther between heaven and earth.

That being the case, then, could this column of wind be formed because there is something in the center of the column of wind absorbing the awe-inspiring energy?
At this time, phantoms suddenly appeared in the sky above the pillar of wind, and a group of palaces appeared in midair like this. The dark sky was like a curtain, making this group of palaces clearly appear in front of everyone.

Soon, they found that there seemed to be someone walking around in the palace complex, not just one person, but a group of people, as if a group of people really lived in this illusory palace complex.

Scenes of pictures flashed, these figures interpreted stories of joys and sorrows in the palace complex...

The Confucianism cultivators quickly came up with a thought that made them shudder, "Could it be that there are heavenly talents and earthly treasures born?"

"Don't think about it, there are Confucianism cultivators advancing!"

"Promotion?"

The Confucianism Cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay. They knew that some Confucianism Cultivators with extraordinary talents would attract the phenomena of heaven and earth when they were promoted, but what kind of promotion would attract such a phenomenon?

"This is a great Confucian who is being promoted to a semi-sage!"

A white-bearded old man looked at Fengzhu with a complicated expression, "I was lucky enough to see the semi-sacred promotion once, but I didn't expect to see it again in my lifetime."

He is not only happy that the human race has one more half-saint, but also regrets that he has been wasted for decades.

"Half-holy?"

The Confucianism cultivators are completely boiling, and it has been many years since Dagan has been promoted to semi-saint.

"who is it?"

"Which great Confucian scholars are living in seclusion in Jiangning?"

"Could it be Mr. Tao Hongjing Tao? The old man's "Huayang Hermit Collection" is subtle and meaningful, and has lived in seclusion in Jiangning for many years. Could it be that this time he has made another masterpiece?"

"I don't think so. Although Mr. Tao has already been promoted to a Confucian scholar, he has devoted himself to studying medicine since then. I am afraid it is not Mr. Tao this time."

"Could it be Cao Daru?"

"Don't be joking, Cao Daru's ability to prove the Dao through novels is indeed extraordinary, but novels are only small ways after all, and being able to prove the Great Confucianism is Cao Daru's extraordinary talent, and it is absolutely impossible to become a semi-sage!"

"Why is it impossible? Before Cao Daru proved the great Confucianism with his novels, you still said that novels can't become a great Confucianist? Since Cao Daru can prove a great Confucianism, why can't he become a semi-sage? It depends on human effort!"

"I think this time it should be Zu Chongzhi, Zu Daru..."

After confirming that Fengzhu was not a threat to everyone and that someone was being promoted to a semi-sage, Confucianism cultivators began to discuss it.

Of course, in the final result, no one can convince anyone, but there is no need to convince anyone. You only need to wait for the pillar of wind to dissipate later, and everyone will know who the person who has achieved semi-saint this time is!
Cao Mengruan was strolling in the palace of literature, he was very familiar with this place. In the past few months, the protagonists in his works played and played here, performing rounds of love and hatred.

After walking for more than an hour, he took a tour of his Xinwen Palace. At this time, the palace complex has been completely solidified, and there is no longer the sense of emptiness before.

Cao Mengruan also felt as if he had broken some invisible shackles, and the whole world suddenly became brighter.

This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling, but it is so real and clear that it fascinates people.

Finally, and I don't know how long it has passed, Cao Mengruan began to adapt to the changes in the Palace of Literature, and a sliver of understanding was born in his heart, he was promoted to the semi-saint!

He actually achieved semi-saint with novels.

Since he chose this path, countless people have dissuaded him, thinking that novels are small ways, which buried his talent, but he just likes novels, likes to read, and also likes to write. I like it, and chose this path without hesitation, but I didn't expect that he would actually become a great Confucianist in the end.

But even so, some people still advised him to give up novels and choose poems or articles, and said that with his talent, he could prove a great Confucianism with novels, but if he chose poems and articles, he might have become a semi-saint long ago.

For a while, he even thought so himself.

But in the end he insisted on his idea.

Unexpectedly, one day he actually used novels to become a semi-saint. Presumably those who persuaded him at the beginning knew about this, and their faces must be very exciting!

With a knowing smile, Cao Mengruan opened his eyes.

The moment Cao Mengruan opened his eyes, the pillar of wind in Jiangning City that had lasted for more than an hour also lost its power and collapsed, as if it had never existed before.

Only the small object that fell to the ground with the disappearance of the wind column proved that the wind really came.

As the wind pillar disappeared, everyone finally saw the protagonist of this vision.

"It's really Cao Daru!"

Those who had guessed that Cao Mengruan was promoted were all overjoyed. Those who didn't know about the excited look might have thought that it was him who had been promoted.

The expressions of the other Confucian scholars changed drastically, and they muttered to themselves, "How is it possible? How is it possible? How can a novel become a semi-saint?"

Compared with these Confucian scholars who doubted life, there is still a small group of Confucian scholars who are blind. They are all Confucian scholars who like novels, or have chosen novels as their way. Now, they see a bright road, a road led by Cao Meng. Ruan opened the bright road.

"Thank you Cao Daru for opening up the heavenly path for us!"

"What is Cao Daru, now he is called Cao Bansheng!"

These Confucian scholars were a little incoherent with excitement. The novel was born a long time ago, but it doesn’t matter if there is such a road.

"You are welcome!"

"Strictly speaking, this road is not my original creation. The inspiration for my story also came from that little friend. I was promoted today because of the blessing of that little friend. I should thank him instead."

Cao Mengruan did not leave immediately. He was born in Jiangning, grew up in Jiangning, and lived in seclusion here for countless years. Naturally, he has a very deep affection for this city, and he is willing to answer questions for the younger generations.

"Little friend?"

Before everyone could ask questions, Cao Mengruan continued, "That's the little friend who wrote "The Absurdity of the World" and "The Immortal", 'Qianlin', and Lin Qian, the poet of the Dao of Heaven!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"It was him!"

""The Absurdity of the World" was actually written by him!"

"No wonder, only Lin Tiandao has such talent!"

"No, I have to revisit it a few more times, maybe I can realize something amazing..."

Many people didn't even care about the occasion, they just immersed themselves in the Palace of Literature, and began to revisit the articles written by Lin Qian under the pseudonym [Qianlin].

Cao Mengruan also couldn't help but laugh, and then he had a thought and looked in the direction of Chang'an.

The next moment, he was nowhere to be seen in Jiangning City.

In Chang'an City, the banquet was coming to an end, but just as the guests were about to stand up and say goodbye, suddenly a bright light streaked across the sky and stopped directly over the Lin Mansion.

At the same time, a bright yellow light came from the palace, like lightning, and arrived at the Lin Mansion the next moment, bombarding the figure staying above the Lin Mansion.

boom!

There was a terrifying explosion, and it seemed as if a sun had risen above the Lin Mansion, illuminating half of Chang'an City.

"Daru Cao?"

"No, he has already been promoted to Half Saint!"

Only then did Xia Yan see the figure in midair clearly, it was Cao Mengruan!
But what surprised him even more was that Cao Mengruan had already been promoted to Half Saint.

You know, if you want to be promoted to a semi-sage, you need to complete the three immortals of Confucianism, Li Yan, Li Gong, and Li De. Needless to say, Li Yan, Cao Mengruan has already completed it when he became a great Confucianist. .

Can establish morality, create a vertical law, and benefit the public. If it is not for the ruling party, how can it be accomplished?

But soon he thought about it. In addition to formulating political laws, creating vertical laws can also establish noble morals and then educate everyone. For example, Master Confucius took this path.

However, the difficulty of this road is more than that of the ruling party. Throughout the ages, not many people have successfully walked this road. I didn't expect Cao Mengruan to actually succeed. He is worthy of being a genius in the sky. The existence of great Confucianism.

Restraining his emotions, Xia Yan hurried into the air, waved a beam of light composed of words towards the palace, and suppressed the second bright yellow light for a while.

Chang'an City is not comparable to other places. After all, it is the place where Emperor Qianyuan lives. If the semi-sage can come and go freely, Emperor Qianyuan can enjoy peace of mind in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?

This is also the reason why all the saints just stayed outside Chang'an City when they descended, instead of breaking into Chang'an City directly.

However, Cao Mengruan had just been promoted to a semi-sage, and he didn't know this rule yet, so he broke in on a whim.

"Congratulations, Brother Mengruan!"

Xia Yan stood several feet in front of Cao Mengruan in the air, and bowed his hands in salute. Now that Cao Mengruan is already a semi-saint, even if he is the chief assistant, he must be given enough respect, and of course, a deep sense of envy.

"Happy together!"

Although he was sneaked by the palace's defensive formation, Cao Mengruan, who had just been promoted to a semi-saint, was still in a good mood.

"I don't know why Brother Cao came here?"

Xia Yan asked with some vigilance, he could understand Cao Mengruan's celebration after being promoted to semi-saint on this big night, but what is the meaning of suddenly barging into Lin's mansion?
"Ha ha ha ha……"

Cao Mengruan laughed, then looked at Lin Qian, "I'm here to thank Xiaoyou Lin!"

"If it wasn't for Xiaoyou Lin who gave me inspiration, maybe I would never have the hope of breaking through to a semi-sage in my life."

After finishing speaking, Cao Mengruan had landed in front of Lin Qian, crossed his hands in front of him, and bowed to Lin Qian as a teacher.

wow...

The guests in the courtyard were already a little numb from the shock, first the chief assistant, then the crown prince, and now there is another half-sage who holds the ceremony of a half-teacher!
Now they felt that they would not be surprised if the primal came to them.

Although the matter was outrageous, it would make sense if the protagonist was Lin Qian.

Lin Qian hurriedly moved aside, he didn't dare to trust the gift of a half-saint and half-teacher, but before he turned his side, he was pushed back to the original place by an invisible force, which forced him to accept it This ceremony.

Obviously it was Cao Mengruan's hand, and Lin Qian could only smile helplessly.

After getting up, Cao Mengruan looked at Lin Zhenbei at the side, smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Dongyanghou, congratulations!"

Although it was just a simple sentence, it made Lin Zhenbei ecstatic. This is the congratulations of the semi-sage. Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to receive the congratulations of the semi-sacred?

At this time, the hearts of the rest of the Lin family were already filled with remorse. They never thought that Lin Qian had such great ability, and now they suddenly wanted to go back a few hours ago. If they hadn't ridiculed Lin Qian, then they should How wonderful!

It's a pity that even Dagan, who possesses extraordinary power, has never had any medicine for regret.

The banquet, which had already come to an end, reached its climax again with the arrival of Cao Mengruan.

Although many of the people present have abandoned Confucianism and Taoism and are obsessed with power, all of them who have made it to this point have come out of the imperial examinations, and all of them have been Confucian scholars. They still respect the semi-sages from the bottom of their hearts , especially if there is no conflict of interest.

In the hall, Lin Qian curiously asked about the experience of proving the Tao and being promoted to a semi-saint. Usually, the semi-saints are always in a hurry, so he naturally didn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

Cao Mengruan didn't hide his personal interests, and taught them all, even the guests in the courtyard felt that they had benefited a lot.

It is foreseeable that when they spread the news that the newly-promoted half-sage Cao Mengruan gave lectures at the Lin family, it may cause countless people to sigh and sigh why they didn't go to Dongyang Hou to celebrate his birthday.

Of course, as the news spread, so did the events on Dongyang Hou's birthday. The name Lin Qian once again appeared in the minds of the Dagan people and left a deep imprint on it.

……

All the guests had already dispersed, and when it was almost midnight, Lin Zhenbei led Lin Qian, uncle and nephew for a walk in the Lin mansion.

"Xiaoqian, uncle apologizes to you for what happened today."

Lin Zhenbei looked up to the sky and sighed, but today made him see the reality clearly. He originally thought that Hong'er was a pretty good kid, but he thought that although the second brother was a bit of a dandy, he was still unambiguous in major matters... Only now did he realize that this Everything was just a show in front of himself and the old man.

"Uncle, I have great ambitions and talents, but my second uncle is a dude who doesn't understand the truth, and the descendants of my uncles and descendants are not well-known, and the juniors in the family are only Honger who has some talent, but it's a pity that my mind is too small and short-sighted..."

"Hey……"

Lin Zhenbei couldn't help sighing again, "If I die in the future, if the family is handed over to them, I'm afraid it won't be long before it will decline and become dilapidated. The title of Marquis of Dongyang will fall to you sooner or later. "

Lin Qian understood what uncle meant, and he could see what happened today. The younger generation of the Lin family did not live up to expectations, and the old man's fame was wasted.

No, the Lin family may have once had a Qilin, but they were expelled from the house by the old man, and finally died unexpectedly...

Now there is Lin Qian, but he was rejected by the Lin family, which is quite interesting.

It's a pity that Lin Qian wasn't even half interested in the title of Marquis of Dongyang, so he shook his head, "Uncle is in his prime, it's too early to say that."

"Xiaoqian, among the younger generation, you have already surpassed the world. I can rest assured only when the Lin family is in your hands!"

Of course, Lin Zhenbei understood what Lin Qian meant. Originally, he thought that the hereditary title of Marquis of Dongyang was very important, but after what happened today, he realized that he had somewhat underestimated this nephew.

But what can he do, the title is the only thing he can afford now.

"Your Majesty has been very vigilant against my Lin family these years. Otherwise, how could my dignified Duke's family have fallen into such a state, but after all, my Lin family was killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and there are also some old friends who still miss their old love. "

"Uncle knows that you are the one who is going to do great things, so let these people be entrusted to you now. Remember, no matter what you plan to do, uncle will support you!"

With that said, Lin Zhenbei took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qian. How could the dignified Lord of the Lin family really not have any hole cards? A good fighter has no great achievements, so the real hole cards cannot be placed It's under everyone's nose.

Perhaps it is because the military generals have opened up less palaces of literature, and they are more accustomed to using traditional communication methods.

Lin Qian stopped in his tracks, feeling a little shaken in his heart. Uncle, this is a big gamble. He bet the entire Lin family on himself!

If he fails, the Lin family who are deeply involved will not be spared.

But after thinking about it, it's not difficult to understand. Judging from today's situation, if you don't gamble, the decline of the Lin family will be inevitable in decades.

Lin Qian didn't hesitate for too long before accepting the book. Now he really needs a lot of help, and any ounce of strength is precious to him.

"Uncle, don't worry, as long as I'm here, the Lin family will not collapse!"

At the same time, Lin Qian also made his own promise.

Lin Zhenbei showed a gratified smile.

(End of this chapter)