"You can do whatever you want, senior brother!" Shen Fengshu didn't even want to part with a couplet to encourage students to learn, and readily agreed immediately.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Shen!" An Zhengling thanked him very seriously, which puzzled Shen Fengshu.
Then Shen Fengshu saw that An Zhengling had taken out the Four Treasures of the Study. After getting ready, he asked Shen Fengshu to write it down for him.
Shen Fengshu didn't understand, but he just wrote a couplet. He didn't hesitate and just sat down and wrote. The two sentences before and after were written in one go, and it was still a neatly polished regular script. Speaking of which, since I started practicing, my understanding of calligraphy has been getting better day by day. Many, until now, there are already some basic skeletons of the body on earth, at least in
At his age, he is definitely capable of that. However, after Shen Feng wrote this couplet, he felt that it was different from before. Not to mention the surge of literary energy, the awe-inspiring energy that fell from the sky no longer rushed into the body as chaotically as before. , but after some kind of deployment, planned progress
After entering every part of the body, compared to the messy rampage before, it feels much more comfortable and has more benefits.
This should be the benefit brought by the possession of the book spirit. Unfortunately, the spiritual power cannot be mobilized now, and we can only know the effect after it comes out.
Senior Brother An held the couplet in both hands and put it very carefully into the world book bag. Then he stood up, recited the couplet twice, and strode towards the mountain of books. Everyone was watching his movements, and they could see it. An Zhengling walked to the edge of the mountain of books and recited it again. The mountain of books actually split open, forming a cave. An Zhengling turned around and smiled at everyone, then walked into the mountain of books.
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Shushan just "swallowed" Senior Brother An? Although he knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon, Shen Fengshu was still surprised.
"Why are you still standing there?" After being surprised, Shen Fengshu looked around at the three people who were also staring at An Zhengling, and couldn't help but urge: "There are many opportunities here, go and bump into them!"
"Oh!" Ding Jian exclaimed, holding the sword embryo and strolling to the side. He was really not interested in the hill made of books and slips.
"Wait for me!" Little Monk Yichen hurriedly chased him out. When it comes to not liking reading, the eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, are both the same.
"Brother Shen, I'm going to see Senior Brother An!" Compared with the two Bangchui who didn't like reading, Xiaoman definitely loved books as much as his life. He ran straight after An Zhengling to the mountain of books.
Shen Fengshu originally thought that Xiaoman would have to patrol around the mountain of books for a while. Unexpectedly, as soon as she approached, the mountain of books opened a hole, and just like An Zhengling, he "swallowed" Xiaoman directly into it.
How amazing! Only Xiaoman could feel the changes in the dragon energy in the water veins before, and now it behaves like this. It can only be said that Xiaoman's cultivation qualifications are definitely coveted. Shen Fengshu was thinking about it, Should I recommend Xiaoman to a big sect after I go out? He can learn this by just studying at home. If he really needs the guidance of a famous teacher, will he skyrocket? Forget it, I will ask Xiaoman later. look at her
Make up your own mind!
Just after giving up this idea, Shen Fengshu suddenly felt confused. What happened to him? How could he have the idea of recommending Xiaoman to a large sect at any time? In addition to his two sisters, which sect could he compete with? Go into friendship?
Too arrogant? Or is it affected by Zheng Kangping's memory? In any case, it is worthy of vigilance. Especially the latter, Shen Fengshu must always remind himself that he must not take it lightly.
If you accidentally arrange your life and thoughts according to Zheng Kangping's living habits or cultivation techniques, wouldn't it mean that your body is still taken away? Although the other party did not really succeed in taking away your body, they used these things to take away your body without taking it away?
I examine myself three times a day. This is a good habit that I should stick to.
Zheng! A piano sound with a sharp sword intent suddenly sounded, waking up Shen Fengshu who was reflecting on himself.
What's going on? Isn't this a mountain of books? Where did the piano come from?
Just as this thought flashed across his mind, there were two more sounds, and there was still a silent sharpness in the sound of the piano. Shen Fengshu couldn't help but think of the two blind men's piano sounds in an old movie "Kung Fu" .
No, why is there the smell of blood? Shen Fengshu immediately discovered the problem and hurriedly ran in the direction of the sound of the piano.
Ding Jian saw a piece of guqin and didn't pay much attention to it. Literati pay attention to chess, calligraphy and painting. There is a mountain of books here, so it is not uncommon to have a guqin.
It's just that this piano seems to be slightly different from the ordinary guqin. Whether it is the strings or the body, it feels like it has a distinctive sharp feeling.
Ding Jian is a sword cultivator and is particularly sensitive to this aspect. When he saw this piano, he seemed unable to look away. He couldn't help but stepped forward, and by accident, he reached out and plucked it, and the strings suddenly made a sharp sound. The sound of the piano.
Accompanied by the sound of the piano, there was actually a wisp of sword energy as thin as a hair, which penetrated directly into Ding Jian's body along his fingers playing the piano.
Although he cannot use spiritual energy, Ding Jian is a sword cultivator. What is even more special is that he practices the Heart Sword. As soon as the sword energy enters his body, it automatically triggers the counterattack of the sword energy in Ding Jian. Wow! Only Ding Jian can hear the following. There was a slight collision, and in Ding Jian's body, two strands of sword energy collided, canceling each other out, and disappeared. However, the energy of the sword energy escaped, and a small hole appeared on Ding Jian's arm. the mouth
, blood suddenly spurted out.
Of course, Qin's body also trembled, which was Ding Jian's sword energy counterattack.
I was actually attacked by a harp and even bled? The most egregious thing is that this harp was attacked by a sword energy released? As a sword cultivator, how can I endure it?
Without hesitation, Ding Jian plucked the strings twice more. The same scene happened again, with two small wounds and blood spurting out. This time, Ding Jian did not believe in evil and took the small guqin directly. He got up and began to pluck the strings with his fingers randomly. As he plucked randomly, wounds appeared one after another on his body, and the blood that spurted out was not only stained red.
The clothes and the guqin were half dyed red.
When Shen Fengshu came over, he happened to see this scene and was shocked.
Seeing the blood pouring from Ding Jian's body and still playing the strings in his hand, Shen Fengshu was shocked and couldn't help crying or laughing.
As for what? Competing with a Guqin? He's not a child, so he's still so childish? But Ding Jian doesn't have childish ideas. He just isn't convinced. Zhang Qin actually wants to compete with him in sword energy. Tolerable or unbearable? Even if blood flowed all over his body, Ding Jian did not stop for a moment. He wanted to take a look.
Is it because he is stronger, or is this piano stronger? Ding Jian's sword energy also has a counterattack, and he doesn't know how many times he rang. While blood was coming out of Ding Jian's body, he also noticed that the sword energy that attacked with the sound of the piano was getting stronger and stronger. The sound became weaker and weaker, and the body of the instrument trembled more and more violently. But at this time, Ding Jian appeared
The blood has completely dyed the guqin red.
Finally, after Ding Jian plucked the strings again, the guqin no longer made any sound. Instead, it made a clicking sound and completely shattered.
Before Ding Jian could react, the broken Guqin had turned into a blood-red light spot, and all of it flew towards Ding Jian's body. Each light spot corresponded to a small wound, and he got in on the spot. .
At that moment, Shen Fengshu felt a flash of sword light on Ding Jian's body, as if he had transformed into a blood-red sword, and then his whole body went limp and he collapsed on the ground.
Shen Fengshu stepped forward quickly, countless nano-robots poured into Ding Jian's body, and the field rescue system started to repair the damage on Ding Jian's body.
"Are you a child?" While being treated, Shen Fengshu complained speechlessly to Ding Jian.
"Hehehe!" Ding Jian's face was covered with blood, but he was smiling as happily as a fool: "You don't understand!"
Fortunately, although it looks very serious, the damage in the body is not very big. At most, there is a little blood loss. With Ding Jian's cultivation level, he can recover quickly by stimulating the division of hematopoietic cells.
After Shen Fengshu fed Ding Jian a qi-replenishing pill, he took back the nano-robot: "If you don't know the size, no matter how good your cultivation is, it is not as important as your life. Without your life, your all-out cultivation is in vain. Wake up." !fool!"
"Hehehe!" Ding Jian still giggled for a while, but he didn't argue.
"Forget it, I will take you to taste the beauty of the world later, and you will know that there are more interesting things in the world than swords." Shen Fengshu shook his head, alas, he is quite a big man, and he is so irresponsible like Uncle Ding. The master taught me to become a fool.
There was nothing going on here at Ding Jian, and Shen Fengshu started to look for the little monk Yichen. There was so much movement in Ding Jian just now, but the little monk didn't even show up. Didn't he also follow Ding Jian in this direction?
After turning half a circle, Shen Fengshu heard the voice of the young monk reciting the Great Ming Mantra in a low voice. The voice was full of energy, which made Shen Fengshu feel relieved. He was not just using his own blood to compete with objects like a fool.
After walking a few more steps and turning around a pile of slips, Shen Fengshu saw the young monk.
Hey! Okay! Ding Jian is competing with a guqin. The little monk is having a good time in front of an ink pond. Every time he recites a word of the Great Ming Mantra wholeheartedly, an image of Buddha will appear in the ink pond. What's more interesting is Yes, if he doesn’t recite with enough heart and devotion, nothing will change in the ink pool. If he recites only slightly
In my experience, only a vague shadow of the Buddha will appear.
This made the young monk very happy, and he recited the Great Ming Mantra with great concentration, striving to reveal the Buddha in every word.
Well, the little monk is playing a game. Every level requires three stars. He is very ambitious. He is much better than that silly boy Ding Jian. Shen Fengshu did not disturb the little monk and continued to walk around the book mountain. Let's see what we can find. Of course, Shen Feng is not greedy for books. He is already possessed by the book spirit, so he no longer thinks about anything else. He just wants to visit the main hall besides books.
Furnishings beyond the mountains.
As soon as I walked back to the gate, I heard a crash in the mountain of books, and a cave entrance appeared.
Xiaoman walked out so gently and deftly, and there was actually a glass lamp on his shoulder. The flame flickered, illuminating the side of Xiaoman's sister very brightly, making it absolutely comfortable to read.
Alas! Shen Fengshu didn’t know how to describe his mood at the moment. There was an open fire in a place where slips and scrolls were stored, especially inside the mountain of books? Is this because he was afraid that these things would not be enough to burn, right? Did you light it? Fire concept?