world free fairy

Chapter 64
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Seeing Yang Chen's insistence on writing poems that can comprehend the spirit.

Ma Lao sent someone to send incense.

Every piece of Tongshen Incense is priceless and very precious.

It is difficult for ordinary people to have the incense.

Only the rich and powerful can afford to use the incense.

As soon as the incense is burned, the fragrance is tangy, and the cigarette smoke curls up, winding and circling, straight up to the sky between the clouds.

Yang Chen looked serious.

Staring at the wisps of cigarettes, spreading out the paper, holding a brush in hand, I slowly wrote the poems of Weeping Willow that I had chosen according to Liu Gong's calligraphy skills and momentum.

Yang Chen decided to write two poems in order to be enlightened.

He still doesn't believe it.

If one poem doesn't work, can it be said that relying on two poems that have been handed down through the ages, can't be done to be able to reach the gods?

The first song flows out with the pen.

It is a famous poem chanting willows by He Zhizhang, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Jasper makes up a tree!

Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down~
I don't know who cuts the thin leaves?
The spring breeze in February is like scissors!

When the first sentence of this poem was written, the flow of writing was flowing, three feet away from the paper, and it was about to break through the climbing cage and fly up to nine days.

When the second sentence was written, the literary spirit was turbulent, and the majestic vitality between the heaven and the earth was endlessly circulating and changing, as if there was a huge willow tree made of white jade, standing in the endless sky and earth, with thousands of branches swaying, green leaves With a slight flick, strands of precious light bloomed from the huge willow tree.

In the third and fourth sentences, I saw a ray of breeze blowing from the clouds in the sky. The breeze was like a pair of golden scissors, crossed and cut, descending on the mortal world, as if it could cut through the void and divide the two realms.

Endless vitality fluctuated.

Just when everyone was immersed in the greatness of this poem, a thunderbolt exploded out of thin air above the vast sky, and slowly in the sky, it seemed that there was a mysterious big hand piercing the space. With the movement of this hand, the clouds quickly surged towards both sides.

Between the clouds that were parted, many majestic pavilions and palaces emerged, and layers of golden light burst out from each pavilion and palace, covering the entire Ma Mansion.

"It really shocked the gods!"

"This poem is magical!"

Jasper makes up a tree!

Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down!
I don't know who will cut the thin leaves!
The spring breeze in February is like scissors!

Divine voice bursts, like thunder, chanting this most simple and clear piece of chanting willow, a famous piece through the ages.

Among these countless pavilions and palaces, suddenly there was a palace, which suddenly ejected a beam of cultural energy as thick as a bucket, through the clouds that were pushed away, and directly projected onto the huge willow tree standing in the void. shadow above.

Thousands of branches are swaying, shining brightly, and the treasure is boiling. Every branch shakes, as if piercing through layers of void.

The white jade willow tree and the golden scissors were all nourished by this beam of literary energy, and almost turned into reality. Then, the extremely high white jade willow tree and the golden scissors shrunk sharply, turning into a golden jade spot, and slammed towards Yang Chen's eyebrows were projected there.

"This is the seed descended from the sky!!!!!!"

"There is a god who consciously awakened Yang Chen's divine way seed!"

The beam of light dispersed, and the clouds in the sky gathered together, but at this moment, all the weeping willows in Ma Mansion's garden sprouted against the cold wind, full of greenery, permeating the entire Ma Mansion.

"Reversed the good fortune!"

"Weeping willows sprout in winter!"

Yang Chen shocked everyone too much today, but it wasn't as shocking as this one.

Poetry turned into white jade willow trees, golden scissors, and divine voices descended into the world, projecting literary energy, and an unknown god personally acted, awakening the seeds of the divine way for Yang Chen.

This is the highest honor for a scholar.

At the moment when the white jade willow tree and the golden scissors were thrown between his eyebrows, Yang Chen subconsciously recited the mantra, and an innate god appeared in his mind, and the supreme and noble aura surged out. There are many innate symbols and divine scripts circulating, shining in all directions, illuminating the void and all realms.

Looking at the white jade willow tree and the golden scissors that shot towards him, this innate god suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed all along. There were lightning flashes and thunder in the eyes, as if he was opening up the world, containing earth, water, wind and fire, and endless good fortune.

And the blurred face gradually became clear, and the facial features appeared one by one, exactly the same as Yang Chen's appearance. The god stretched out his hands, grabbed the flying white jade willow tree with one hand, and grabbed the golden scissors with the other.

When the innate god opened his eyes, Yang Chen suddenly felt that the innate god was himself, and he was the innate god, as if the current self was standing in the endless time and space in the past, his eyes were flowing, water and fire were raging, and thunder and lightning roared.

The extremely mysterious good fortune jade plate also appeared at the back of the head of this innate god at this time, bursting out strands of glory, colorful and bright like brocade.

Many, many kinds of knowledge emerged in Yang Chen's mind one by one, some about the divine way, some about the immortal way, some about the alchemy way, and some about the array way, and there were plans for living the people. There are also good strategies for governing the country, methods for making all things good, and methods for turning the world around...

This innate god absorbs endless knowledge, the thunder in his eyes gradually disappears, and wisdom emerges, with a trace of realization, with endless vicissitudes, as if he has crossed endless time and space, and walked from the origin of time.

"It turns out that this is the Shinto seed!"

"With this Divine Dao seed, one can gather literary energy, and can also absorb a little bit of thought power between heaven and earth. With this much thought power, one can forge a godhead and evolve an immortal golden body."

"If you don't forget, there will be a response. If you don't stop thinking, your golden body will be immortal."

After absorbing a lot of knowledge, Yang Chen opened his eyes.

When I entered my eyes, I saw the shock of everyone, as well as the green willow branches in the yard.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the pavilion, the mansion master Ma Lao who was still in shock, and a clear voice sounded:
"Old Ma, have I passed this level?"

Ma Lao recovered from the shock, and when he looked at Yang Chen, he was envious:
"Being able to descend from the sky and be awakened by the gods to awaken the seeds of the divine way, if you don't pass this level, I don't think even the gods in the sky will agree."

"It's passed, it's passed, of course it's passed, from now on, you are the husband of my Ma family!"

"However, the monthly salary is not 50 taels, but 1000 taels!"

"To have a great talent like you, come to my Ma Mansion as a gentleman, it can be said that ten thousand gold is not exchanged, this monthly salary of 1000 taels, I hope you don't refuse!"

The monthly salary is one thousand taels!

The scholars present were in an uproar.

This is simply taking money for money!

In an instant, it increased by twenty times!
"Wen Cai, don't come here yet, see you sir!" Palace Master Ma Lao greeted the young man in green beside Yang Chen with a smile:
"Such a gentleman can be enlightened, are you satisfied?"

(End of this chapter)