Xianwu star

Chapter 68 Wendao monk and third-rate script

Wendao monks are a unique cultivation system in the Eastern Continent.

At the same time, it is also a cultivation system that the royal family attaches the most importance to, because the dream of most Wendao monks is to cultivate themselves, regulate their families and govern the country!

It can be said that Wen Dao and Martial Dao are the two most popular cultivation paths in the Eastern Continent.Unlike comprehension and magic, which require extremely high talents, ordinary people have the opportunity to come into contact with literary and martial arts.

As for how far one can go in Wen Dao and Wu Dao, it all depends on one's talent and fortune.

Ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics are the six arts of literature and Taoism, and the introduction to literature and Taoism begins with these six arts.

In the initial stage of practicing, ordinary children, like acquired warriors, are all tempering their inner qi.

It's just that Tong Sheng's method of tempering his inner qi is the literary method of the Six Arts of Literature and Dao, and the inner qi tempered is also a righteous and awe-inspiring inner family atmosphere.

Moreover, this inner family aura is not as powerful as a martial artist's attack, it's just a little wise and protective.

At this time, the fighting style of a beginner in Wen Dao, that is, Tong Sheng, is almost the same as that of a warrior, except that every move is upright and awe-inspiring.

However, once one reaches the second realm of Wen Dao, that is, after the second level of various cultivation systems, earth-shaking changes will occur.

The Wen Dao Zhenqi in the body will be transformed into the Qi of Wenhua, which can be combined with the principles I have comprehended from the poems and articles to stimulate all kinds of unimaginable methods.

And the reason why Wendao monks can generate Wenhua Qi at the second level, the key lies in a literary heart.

Literary mind and spiritual root are both mysterious and mysterious things.

Just as warriors can condense the spiritual roots of the heavens in the innate stage to enter the Tao with martial arts, the monks of Wen Dao can also condense the heart of literature after the inner Qi of Wen Dao in the body sympathizes with the world.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this Wenxin is just a variant of the spiritual root.

The cultivation of Wen Dao is essentially similar to the process of warriors entering Dao with martial arts in the innate stage, and sword cultivators casting sword embryos in the foundation stage.

However, the origin of Wen Dao is not simple. It is rumored that there was once an ordinary scholar in Tianyuan World who didn't want to practice martial arts, but preferred to dance and write.

There is a way that three thousand different roads lead to the same goal. When the scholar was born in his destiny, he suddenly realized it one day.

Like Jian Xiuyi, Wen Dao was established in this way.Since then, this scholar has become a natural ancestor of Wen.

Afterwards, it was rumored that before Wen Zu ascended, he used great mana to forcibly change the rules of heaven and earth.

From then on, once the monks of the Wen Dao lineage have comprehended and made achievements in the Wen Dao, they will have the mighty Wen Qi left over from the Wen ancestors to help the Wen Dao monks improve their cultivation.

This literary energy infusion is also a huge advantage of a literary monk compared to a warrior. Compared with a warrior, a monk can communicate with the world faster and condense the literary heart.

Of course, Wen Dao also has its own limitations, that is, it cannot act against the sky like a warrior, capturing everything for its own use.

Under such a premise, one is born with a literary heart, which is equivalent to a martial artist who cultivated innate qi when he first practiced, and is also equivalent to a cultivator in the qi training period.

This advantage is not insignificant.

Therefore, although Wang Zheng said he was crazy, he had to admit that he had the capital to be crazy.

Soon there was a spirited young servant bringing pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and setting them on the table where Wendao monk surnamed Gao was already standing.

At this time, the monk surnamed Gao smiled at a singer not far away:
"I don't know if the girl is willing to grind ink for Gao Mou?"

This smile, coupled with his heroic appearance, can be said to be romantic and suave.

After hearing the words, the singer showed a shy expression, finally nodded, and came to his side gently, rubbing ink for him.

With the beautiful woman at his side, the man surnamed Gao seemed to be more sharp-edged.

Immediately afterwards, the man surnamed Gao began to write on the clean white paper.

Soon, a short time jumped on the paper.Almost at the completion of his poetry, there is a faint aura of culture coming from the void and pouring into his body.

Although this cultural atmosphere is extremely weak, it at least proves the excellence of this short poem from the side.

You must know that only if the original poems are good enough can they inspire the rules of heaven and earth that Wen Zu forcibly added!
Almost as soon as the pure white mandarin spirit came out, there were bursts of exclamations in the entire Ruyi Square.

In the environment where everyone in the Tianyuan world knows about cultivation, almost everyone knows that Mr. Gao's works are definitely not bad.

Not to mention, in a place like Ruyifang, there are countless disciples from aristocratic families.Based on their knowledge, even if they haven't read Mr. Gao's article, they can still judge some things just through the culture.

As if enjoying the exclamation, Mr. Gao calmly blew on the wet ink.Then he handed the poem to the maid while reciting in a low voice.

Looking at Miss Ze'er with tender eyes, Mr. Gao said unhurriedly: "I wrote a poem and dedicated it to Miss Ze'er, expressing my heart."

"Haha, express your feelings? Mr. Gao, you wrote lovesickness poems."

"Mr. Gao of Xiling City really lives up to his reputation. It is said that men in the Western Continent are romantic, but now I have met Mr. Gao in the Eastern Continent who is more romantic than us in the Western Continent."

"If Mr. Gao can write me such a poem, I will be willing to die..."

Even Wang Zheng nodded subconsciously after reading that poem. In all fairness, Wang Zheng didn't understand any poems.

Whether the poems in his mind are good or bad is nothing more than whether they sound good or not.The poem written by Mr. Gao is indeed catchy to read, and there is charm hidden in it.

"It seems that this kid is crazy. Not only is he born with a literary heart, but he still has real skills."

Wang Zheng gave Mr. Gao such an evaluation in his heart.

Over there, as soon as Mr. Gao finished speaking, there were bursts of booing from the surroundings, mixed with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

In this Xiling City, Mr. Gao has a good background, good literary talent, good cultivation, and good looks. He can be said to be a rare wishful gentleman, and he is also the object of envy and jealousy in men's hearts.

Therefore, as soon as Mr. Gao's blatant courtship poem came out, it immediately caused waves of boos.

And Mr. Gao seemed to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by stars, his back in the crowd seemed to be straighter.

As for Miss Ze'er, one of the parties involved, she bowed slightly, neither refusing nor accepting, and calmly accepted Mr. Zhang's new poem, and commented without hesitation:
"Mr. Gao's literary talent is really remarkable. He is indeed a rising star of Confucianism and Taoism in our Xiling City. Ze'er accepted this gift. Thank you, Mr. Gao."

When Mr. Gao, who was surrounded by many stars, heard Miss Ze'er's words of being neither salty nor talkative, a slight displeasure immediately flashed in his eyes.

But soon, that touch of displeasure was deeply hidden by him.

"Humph!"

However, before Mr. Gao continued to say something, a cold snort that didn't fit in suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Following the cold snort, I saw a young man reeking of alcohol who looked somewhat similar to Mr. Gao, with a cold face, looking at Mr. Gao who was surrounded by stars.

"Hehe, Gao Yun? Why don't you practice the six arts of Confucianism and Taoism in the city lord's mansion and come to Ruyifang to embarrass yourself? Why don't you embarrass my Gao family enough?"

When Mr. Gao saw the man who looked somewhat similar to himself, his expression immediately changed, revealing almost undisguised disgust and ridicule.

And the man named Gao Yun, although smelled of alcohol, but his eyes are extremely clear, looking directly at the extraordinary Mr. Zhang:

"You are only allowed to be Gao Wen, but I am not allowed to come here? Could it be that you set the rules of Xiling City?"

Mr. Gao, that is, Gao Wen, heard the words, the coldness in his eyes flashed away, but in an instant he showed a playful smile:

"Of course I didn't set the rules, but Brother Wei came here today to present a poem for Miss Ze'er, representing the face of the Gao family.

At this moment in Ruyifang, disciples from my Xiling City family are gathered together, you useless...you and I are both disciples of the Gao family, could it be that you also have poems to dedicate to Miss Ze'er? "

As soon as these words came out, an inexplicable expression appeared on Wang Zheng's face. After taking a sip of the spirits, he whispered in a voice that only he could hear:
"The two brothers are jealous, the elder brother is full of genius, and the younger brother looks like a waste, this seems to be the rhythm of a third-rate script..."

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