I turned daily skills into supernatural powers

Chapter 97

"Master Du, take care, the next moment is to witness the miracle!" Wei Yi smiled slightly.

Immediately pick up the pen and start writing in the void.

Dots of brilliance condensed on the tip of the pen, and finally turned into two clear words "Cun Duan".

This scene stunned Du Shaoling.

He had never seen such an extraordinary sight, it was like a dream.

But he could clearly feel the vibration of the surrounding air when those two words condensed out, and feel the certain aura emanating from those words.

However, in the next second, Wei Yi's pen tip swept across.

The word "Cunduan" flew out, turned into several light blades, and went straight to the chair beside it.

But after hearing a few clicks, the chair fell apart and turned into several pieces of wood, scattered all over the floor.

At this moment, Du Shaoling was completely stunned, dumbfounded, his mouth opened wide.

Looking at the shattered chair in disbelief, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

But after the shock, his heart was beating crazily, and the long-lost blood seemed to surge in his body.

Is this what Wei Yi said, the extraordinary power of scholars?

Poetry can kill the enemy, words can kill the army.

Can words really have real power?
The so-called Cun Duan means to cut an object into many small pieces.

Looking at the torn chair, it can be seen that it was caused by some kind of real power transformed from the words.

Unbelievable, this is really unbelievable.

"This, isn't this a Taoist magic?" Du Shaoling still couldn't believe it, thinking that it might be some kind of magic.

It is a spell that only cultivators can cast.

"It's similar, but it's not. The spell is cast by a cultivator with true energy, but just now I used the energy condensed by the energy of pen and ink, and turned the artistic conception of words into power!" Wei Yi said seriously.

"Aura of pen and ink?" Du Shaoling's eyes lit up a little more, but his expression was still in a state of bewilderment.

After all, the information received right now is too much to imagine.

It completely overturned his decades of cognition, but it seemed to open up a whole new world for him.

"That's right, that's what I just said, scholars can also possess extraordinary power. People who practice martial arts can condense blood qi through practice, and practitioners can condense true qi through practice.

As for us scholars, we can cultivate the spirit of brush and ink through writing and painting. "Wei Yi said word by word.

But it shocked Du Shaoling deeply.

He never thought that scholars could practice cultivation.

It was even more unexpected that the aura of ink could be turned into extraordinary power.

"Really, really? This, this is how to cultivate." Du Shaoling was very excited, and his eyes became extremely hot.

Why doesn't he hope that he can also have extraordinary power.

I hope that my knowledge can be turned into combat effectiveness, and I can truly kill the enemy and destroy the army.

In this world where force is paramount, the status of literati depends entirely on whether those in power attach importance to the way of rule of law.

Obviously, His Majesty does not value literati today.

That's why people taught disasters and chaos that day.

These literati are powerless to resist at all, so they can only let others slaughter them and linger on.

If scholars also have extraordinary power, then they will have the power to compete with those treacherous men.

In the future, he will not be so passive in court.

"This is the main reason why I invited you here today. Not long ago, I awakened some memories of my previous life and mastered this method of cultivation. If you want, I can teach you the method of cultivating the energy of brush and ink, so that you can also get Extraordinary power." Wei Yi said seriously.

Hearing Wei Yi's words, Du Shaoling's heart beat violently.

It can be said that he was very excited in his heart, that Wei Yi actually wanted to teach himself this kind of cultivation method.

In the future, I will also have such extraordinary power.

Is it really not a dream?

Looking at the broken chair on the ground, Du Shaoling knelt on the ground with a bang.

Clasping fists with both hands, he said word by word: "Master, please accept my apprentice's respect."

Du Shaoling knew very well that he wanted to teach him such an extraordinary method of cultivation.

How can we not do the ceremony of apprenticeship.

And he wanted to worship Wei Yi as his teacher from the bottom of his heart.

Not to mention Wei Yi's talent, he already admired him immensely.

The extraordinary power displayed today made him surrender once again.

And just as Wei Yi said when he was teaching that day: If three people walk together, there must be my teacher.

That's why disciples don't have to be inferior to teachers, and teachers don't have to be better than disciples. There is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in art, that's all.

Therefore, there is no age distinction in apprenticeship. Although Wei Yi is younger than himself, he is superior to himself in terms of knowledge and ability.

What's more, he was a fairy in his previous life.

As a mere mortal, being able to worship such an immortal teacher is the merit of my three lifetimes of cultivation.

When others appreciate you, you naturally have to know how to praise yourself.

"Master Du, please hurry up, between you and me, there is no need to stick to these red tapes, but since you are willing to respect me as a teacher in practice, I will let you be my first student and teach you this method. But remember, this matter needs to be kept secret for the time being, so you and I can just get along as before." Wei Yi said with a smile.

"Student understands!" Du Shaoling bowed again and responded respectfully.

"Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes and concentrate, and I will open the forest of brush and ink for you now!" Wei Yi said.

Du Shaoling had a serious expression on his face, and immediately followed suit, sitting cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Wei Yi pointed at the center of his eyebrows with two fingers, and then with a thought, he connected Du Shaoling with his brush and ink forest.

In an instant, Wei Yi felt the aura of pen and ink flowing into the sea, merged into his own sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly turned into a forest of pen and ink.

As expected, there is indeed a lot of pen and ink energy condensed on Du Shaoling's body.

At the same time, Du Shaoling also felt that his consciousness was suddenly pulled into a mysterious world.

In front of his eyes was a black forest, countless words turned into ink marks, and finally condensed into big trees.

"The forest you see is formed by the spirit of pen and ink that we scholars keep writing and painting. This is the source of our strength!"

Wei Yi's voice echoed over the forest of brush and ink.

It also seemed to echo in Du Shaoling's mind.

He was both horrified and excited, as if a whole new world had opened up.

Gained some kind of real knowledge.

"From today onwards, you need to keep writing and painting, and constantly cultivate the energy of brush and ink. I will also teach you how to use the energy of brush and ink, so that you can gain extraordinary power."

"Thank you, teacher, the students will definitely work hard and live up to your expectations!" Du Shaoling said.

"Okay, open your eyes!" Wei Yi withdrew his fingers.

Du Shaoling also opened his eyes, and his consciousness returned to reality, as if everything he saw just now was an illusion.

But the broken chair truly told him that everything that happened right now was real.

And he only needs to concentrate a little bit to perceive the forest of brush and ink just now, and then he can see the forest of ink color again.

……

【Thank you for your subscription】

(End of this chapter)