Dao Fruit

As soon as he woke up, Secretary He was suddenly covered in cold sweat, but he subconsciously muttered to himself: "Humanitarian feedback? Qiu Yan?"

However, Bai Zhaoyuan's words, although he did not deliberately lower his voice, could be heard clearly. In this room, only He Shuchang was the only one. The others were still in a trance, filled with the smoke of literary thoughts, and their minds wandered with their thoughts.

He Shuchang, a talented man from the south of the Yangtze River and a high disciple of Lizong, learned the hard way after being defeated by Qiu Yanyan. Instead of sinking in the failure, he summed up the lessons, settled down and traveled among the people, and discovered the principle of reflexive investigation of things.

Recently, the reason why he went around looking for Xingjing study to discuss Taoism was because he followed Mr. Da Chen's suggestion. In the process, he either discussed grammar with others, or taught what he had learned, and his thoughts gradually became clearer. changed.

It is worth mentioning that not long ago, by chance, he met a mysterious figure and found a way to gain popularity through lectures, which could lead to him becoming a great Confucian. Only then did he violate Mr. Da Chen's warning of proceeding step by step and directly made the idea. Arrived at the library.

The most famous figure in the library is Bai Zhaoyuan.

Now it seems that this idea has caused him to be hit one after another.

There is no need to fight in the literary competition. It does not rely on physical strength, but inner qualities such as will and knowledge. What Secretary He said to everyone in the literary hall before was actually to build momentum. He wanted to build confidence in victory and establish an advantage in momentum. .

But before this confidence was established, it was directly shattered by the scene of Bai Zhaoyuan's desire to unite the order, which made Secretary He realize that the other party was no longer on the same level as himself.

But this is not the end yet. Bai Zhaoyuan's words just now reminded Secretary He of the previous defeat. He couldn't help but ask: "You mean Qiu Yan? What does your achievement of order have to do with him?" ?”

Bai Zhaoyuan glanced at him. He slowly shook his head: "Although you have achieved literary success, your vision is stuck in books and the world, and you cannot see deeper mysteries. What you can achieve in this life is limited."

As soon as he said this, Secretary He's expression immediately darkened. No one would feel comfortable being belittled like this, let alone a man of his caliber? But Mr. He had a big heart and knew the importance, so he held back and waited for Bai Zhaoyuan's next words.

Sure enough, Bai Zhaoyuan raised his hand. Pointed upward.

There was a book floating above it, illusory and misty, not like reality, but Secretary He looked at it and could vaguely feel the artistic conception of a golden war and an iron horse from it, among other things. There seemed to be waves of shouts of killing, erratic, as if coming from afar.

"What kind of illusion is this? Is it caused by your thoughts about order? There seems to be a little power of order hidden in it." Secretary He frowned. He studied under a famous teacher and had a background himself. After Qiu Yan, he also asked Great sage. I made this statement after learning about the humane order, but after all, I have not experienced it personally, so the details are still unknown and can only be guessed.

"This book is a humane classic, and I don't have the ability to write it now." Bai Zhaoyuan sighed, looked away, and murmured, not knowing whether he was explaining to Secretary He or to himself. "This book was written by Qiu Yan. With this book, he has been able to go down in history and stand shoulder to shoulder with the great sages who wrote books and theories in history!"

"Absurd!" Secretary He immediately scolded, "Although Qiu Yan is talented and lucky. He wants to be in line with the order and be named on the gold list, but he is still a young man after all. Your words are like putting him on the fire. Don't tell others, even if he is The two Mr. Chen from Lizong Academy are called living sages because they wrote several books and set a precedent. How virtuous and capable they are..."

"Bai doesn't want to argue with you."

Bai Zhaoyuan still shook his head, but there was a little light in his eyes.

"Da Chen wrote a book and said it, which is true, but Qiu Yan wrote a book and said it, it may not be untrue. You can read this book because Bai's thoughts are in line with the order, and the vision follows you. Only if you have a literary heart can you not be affected. At other times, you would not be so lucky. You might as well take a closer look and maybe you can gain insights. Speaking of which, my vision should have alarmed the capital, but because of Qiu Yan The book needs to be responded to, but it cannot be expanded. It is really God’s will.”

Having said this, he took a deep breath and focused his gaze on it: "This book is also helpful to me. It can attack jade with stones from the mountain." Then, he stopped talking and started watching attentively.

"Vision? This Bai Zhaoyuan also caused a vision? But, did Qiu Yan really write a humane classic?"

While speaking, Secretary He looked at the illusory book again. Because he had something in mind, this look became much more detailed. Sure enough, he understood a lot of information from it. The information was as sharp as a knife and could pierce through it in one go. In the atrium, insights are brewing in the heart.

However, this also made He Shuchang have mixed emotions. Looking back at the time when he was defeated by Qiu Yan and suffered setbacks in his life, of course he would feel resentful, so he wanted to close his eyes and withdraw, not to look at the other person, and he also wanted to deceive himself and others. He admitted that he was not as good as Qiu Yan, but in the end reason defeated his sensibility, and instead he watched attentively and calmly.

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Now that you have this opportunity to get a feel for Qiu Yan's foundation, why not do it? Bai Zhaoyuan is right. My He family's classics have also mentioned that if there is something that can explain the order , the birth of classics that promote humanity. People who think about the order and people or things that are closely connected with the classics will feel it, but other people cannot feel it. The reason why I can see this book should be because It’s because we are within the range of Bai Zhaoyuan’s thoughts!”

Realizing that he had encountered a rare opportunity, Secretary He immediately changed his mind and sneered again.

"However, records have also mentioned that the original humane books are obscure and difficult to understand, but they are the most precious and contain the most fundamental mysteries. Therefore, the text is sparse and can be summarized in one or two books. What will be passed down to the world in the future is often After dilution and annotation, it takes dozens of volumes to become a classic, so that ordinary people can understand it. Now that I have seen the original text of Qiu Yan's book, I have concentrated on understanding it. Maybe it is really possible to learn the true meaning and be able to use it in the future. His way will be repaid to him!"

The thoughts gradually faded and the mystery in the book made Secretary He, like Bai Zhaoyuan, immersed in the analysis and memory of the meaning of the book. However, he did not find that as he continued to read and his understanding continued to deepen, A seed slowly emerged in his heart, floating like an inner demon, prompting thoughts, sending thoughts similar to incense into the void, without knowing where to go.

However, Bai Zhaoyuan frowned and felt something. He recovered from the state of immersion in understanding, then shook his head and said secretly: "This Qiu Yan is quite good at planning, but if he doesn't have this kind of move to seek his own life, how can he seek for the country and the country?" Tao, but after all, it was infected by the vulgar and gradually deviated from the truth. However, since Bai has gained your original understanding, he might as well be a favor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and white light flew up from the word on his chest. Like a Pegasus, it let go of its hooves, ran wildly, turned into light, and rushed towards the north!

This ray of light flew out quickly, crossed many distances, penetrated deep into the grassland, and came to a violent sky in the roaring wind.

This sky has long been occupied by all kinds of rays of light. You can see those rays of light wandering everywhere, revealing the ups and downs of various schools of thought and revealing their vitality, just like relatives and friends from all over the world gathered here, waiting to congratulate others.

Sharp, severe, peaceful...many artistic conceptions come and go.

Under the sky, black and white are mixed. The hurricane transformed by the dragon energy has faded away. Most of it has been sucked into a book. Even the national master, the venerable and the tengu are being pulled, with the tendency of being merged into the book. But Wu Zi struggled and refused to give in.

At this moment, whether it is flesh and blood, Nascent Soul, or Yin spirit, they are all enveloped by a strange force, ignoring their respective characteristics and tending to turn into words on the book.

The book Qiu Yan held in his hand was the first original version of the Military Classics.

Not far away from Qiu Yan, words appeared on the forehead of the Taoist Ning Sanshou, but they were divided into two parts. One part was the word "Zongheng", and the other was the word "name".

However, the former has dimmed, while the latter is shining brightly.

The two parts radiated light at the same time and converged towards the sky, but it could be seen that Ning Sanshou's eyes were filled with holes, and his whole aura had changed, as if he had become a different person.

"Stop! Stop! Do you know what you are doing? I sit down..." In the strong wind, you can still hear the shouts of the venerable, but Qiu Yan ignored it, but found that his original strength alone could not completely After calming down the violent wind, I already had a decision in my mind.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the various lights in the sky, and said loudly: "You have come all the way to celebrate with Qiu, but Qiu was disrespectful, so I thanked you again!"

As soon as these words fell, the many brilliance in the sky seemed to be born with spirituality, wandering around each other, and then suddenly fell down, actually gathered around Qiu Yan, and started to wander.

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Yan's figure was wrapped in a variety of colors, and the brilliance seemed to form a pillar, airtight.

Various scenes and artistic conceptions spread over and merged into Qiu Yan's mind.

There is no insight or experience in this artistic conception, but the artistic conception of that word "persistence" makes Qiu Yan feel like he has traveled through time, returned to the Middle Ages, and experienced the contention of a hundred schools of thought!

The artistic conception surrounds you, your feelings arise spontaneously, your spiritual consciousness is connected, and the brilliance spreads!

There was a "crack" sound in Qiu Yan's soul, and Wan Min's Heart Fire suddenly became filled with many colors, and then suddenly expanded, compatible with the Yang Fire, and actually enveloped the entire soul.

The soul burns, the blood color fades, and the light shines brightly!

The fourth realm of sexual cultivation, spiritual light!

Immediately afterwards, the inner yang and outer yin of the soul suddenly jumped out from the heavenly spirit, its brightness even eclipsed the surrounding sunlight, and then pounced on the book!

The "Wu Jing Zong Yao" suddenly swelled, like a bloody mouth, swallowing up the last bit of the hurricane at once, and the auras of the National Master, the Venerable and the Tengu completely disappeared between heaven and earth!

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Due to an unexpected loss of the manuscript in the morning, the evening one has also been postponed. Please forgive me.