I turned daily skills into supernatural powers

Chapter 112 Talking on paper 【Subscription】

Watching the girl in green leave, the two men in black started talking in a low voice: "It looks like a cultivator?"

"Could it be a person taught by Heaven and Man?"

"possible!"

"I didn't expect that Tianrenjiao also arranged eyeliner in the red sleeve move."

"Will she find any clues?"

"probably not."

"Let someone keep an eye on it, and remind Liu Ru to pay attention!"

"Ok!"

Saying that, the figures of the two disappeared into the night again.

But they didn't notice that there was an orange cat hidden in the corner not far away.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and then his figure flickered, but he disappeared in place.

And Wei Yi in the carriage closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but he had a panoramic view of everything that just happened.

Sure enough, the Tianxiameng was secretly protecting itself.

But who is that green-clothed girl, and why did she follow her.

Is it really a person taught by heaven and man?

Sure enough, the red sleeve move was not safe. Fortunately, I took control of my younger brother and didn't stay there overnight.

When Wei Yi returned home, it was not yet midnight.

So he took a hot bath, worked on his writing skills for another hour, and then went to bed.

Before going to sleep, with a thought in his mind, his writing skills began to upgrade.

Promoted from Tier [-] to Tier [-].

A familiar feeling swept over his body, and Wei Yi felt that his consciousness had automatically entered into the sea of ​​consciousness again.

Under the shining golden sun, the endless brush and ink forest is full of vitality and lush.

However, in a daze, Wei Yi seemed to see the forest of countless brushes and inks, as if it had turned into thousands of troops and a sea of ​​people.

But soon his consciousness was infused with majestic information, and fell into a mysterious state.

When the sky turned pale, Wei Yi also opened his eyes.

Dao Dao Jing Mang burst out, and the pupils seemed brighter, deeper, and calmer.

Wei Yi felt as if he hadn't slept all night, and was in that mysterious and mysterious state all the time, feeling that some unknown metamorphosis had taken place in his soul.

Countless information has already been digested and fused by him, becoming part of his memory.

Now that he wakes up, he is extremely full of energy, even unprecedentedly full.

His thoughts are clear and his five senses are sharp, as if everything around him is more colorful.

Many subtleties that could not be seen before seem to be unable to escape my own eyes now.

However, what makes Wei Yi happiest is the supernatural powers obtained after this upgrade - talking on paper.

This supernatural power can write down those handed down poems praising heroes on paper, and summon their spirits to fight for themselves in a short time.

The so-called heroic spirits refer to the souls of those revered after death.

Because of their great achievements, they became legends after death, and even became the objects of worship and belief of countless people.

And then turned into a heroic spirit, possessing extraordinary power.

For example, those famous and eternal heroes in Wei Yi's previous life history, such as Jing Ke, Xiang Yu, Guan Yu and so on.

As long as I use the energy of pen and ink to cooperate with the golden light, and write down the handed down poems praising them on paper, I can summon their heroic spirits to this world in a short time.

Although I use the painting supernatural power of "jumping on paper", I can also draw heroes and make them come out.

But that is just a resemblance of the air of pen and ink, without its own magic and ability.

But what is summoned by talking on paper is a real heroic spirit.

It is their souls that condense the reverence and belief of countless people in the endless years, and integrate the artistic conception of poetry, and turn into heroic spirits.

For example, what Wei Yi remembers most is the song "Jing Ke Song".

The wind is slack and the water is cold, and the strong men never return.

Explore the tiger's cave and enter the Jiao Palace, look up to the sky and exhale into a white rainbow.

I can use this poem to summon Jing Ke's heroic spirit to help me complete some assassination tasks.

Although Jing Ke failed to assassinate the King of Qin before his death, it does not mean that he is not strong enough.

Many of the reasons may only be clear to him.

But some people said that the companion who performed the mission with him at the beginning was "scared to pee" on the spot.

Therefore, Jing Ke could only temporarily change his strategy and act alone, so he failed.

Some people also said that he didn't want to stab King Qin to death, but hoped that he could be captured alive to intimidate him, otherwise King Qin might not be able to save his life.

In any case, Jing Ke was able to be elected to complete this difficult task back then.

Naturally, he is extremely brave, has unparalleled swordsmanship, and is proficient in the way of assassination.

So summoning Jing Ke's heroic spirit to perform some assassination missions is naturally very appropriate.

Moreover, the summoned heroic spirits can also communicate with their hearts.

It can even be hidden in the poems, and then incarnated at a special time.

If you really want to see what you see, you will kill with one blow.

Of course, this is not the only poem Wei Yi knows.

For example, poems about Qin Shihuang, Xiang Yu, Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Hua Mulan and so on.

"Tonight, maybe I can use this supernatural power to secretly help the people of Tianxiameng!" Wei Yixin said.

According to the information given by Liu Ru, the Tianxiameng will attack Wan Yinchang tonight.

Although Wei Yi knew that the Tianxia League should be sure.

But I can also help secretly, with one more guarantee, and kill that Wanzihe along the way.

Thinking of this, Wei Yi couldn't wait, put on his clothes immediately, went to the study, and started grinding.

Immediately holding the brush in hand, dipped in the ink to write, and at the same time circulated the energy of the brush and ink and the golden light, converging on the tip of the pen.

After the song "Song of Jing Ke" was finished, Wei Yi only felt the handwriting on the paper glow with golden light.

Those words seemed to fly from the paper, hovering in the void in front of Wei Yi.

Turning into countless golden lights, a silhouette of a figure slowly emerged.

At the same time, the surrounding space seemed to be slightly distorted, and countless voices of recitation echoed in Wei Yi's ears.

There are men and women, old and young, with different accents and different pronunciations.

It seems to come from the ages, condensing endless years, and the voices of countless people gathered together.

That voice shocked Wei Yi's heart, and he was in awe.

However, in the golden light, a figure slowly appeared.

It exudes an awe-inspiring atmosphere, like a god descending into the world, bringing a strong coercion to people.

But when the golden light dissipated, an ordinary man appeared in front of Wei Yi.

Wei Yi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

This person's appearance is not outstanding, even ordinary.

From the appearance alone, there is no trace of heroism and spirit in his fantasy.

Although Wei Yi has heard many stories about Jing Ke and watched many of his film and television works.

But he doesn't know what the real Jing Ke looks like.

And now I can actually see it with my own eyes.

Sure enough, not all heroes are handsome, powerful, and extraordinary.

But this Jing Ke is ordinary in appearance.

But there is a powerful aura and will condensed on his body, so that he can still give people an invisible sense of coercion and fierceness.

Perhaps this is the power of worship and belief of later generations for countless years.

It is also this poem that endows him with special magic.

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(End of this chapter)