Although he was waiting for someone, Shen Fengshu did not rush out to see the person right away. Instead, he put on all the airs of a noble master. Under the attentive service of Madam Bai and Xiao Qing, it took a long time before he arrived. Lakeside.
The white-robed scholar looked very calm, neither happy nor sad. There was nothing particularly arrogant or polite about him. He just looked at Shen Fengshu calmly, just like looking at a tree or a stone.
"Although this scenery is good, it is not enough to reach the peak." Shen Fengshu sat by the lake, looking at the microwaved lake surface, enjoying the white lady's perfect tea-making skills, and sighed first, and then turned to He met the white-robed scholar and invited him: "Senior, can you give me some thin noodles and drink tea together?"
The scholar in white robe didn't show any interest at all. As soon as Shen Fengshu invited him, he came over and sat across from the tea table. Seeing the white lady's skillful movements, he couldn't help but said: "Your tea ceremony is quite good." Novel. ”
"It's nothing to think about. It's not worth mentioning." Shen Fengshu picked up a cup of tea and invited the white-robed scholar: "Senior, please!"
There were a little more tea leaves this time. Shen Fengshu took a sip of the tea, and his whole body was filled with spiritual energy. It took him a while to completely refine it. But taking a big sip of spiritual energy-filled tea by such a cool lake, It is indeed very comfortable.
The scholar in white robe didn't feel anything at all. This bit of aura was nothing to him. It wasn't until Shen Fengshu completely refined the aura that the scholar in white robe asked: "What kind of scenery can reach the top?" ?”
"No matter how beautiful the pieced together scenery is, it still looks a bit fake." Shen Fengshu didn't hide it and said directly: "Since they are all fake, why not imagine something more magnificent instead of using some familiar things to piece it together? What? Then why bother?"
"For example, this lake." Shen Fengshu pointed to the lake in front of him: "The sparkling waves are indeed beautiful, but there are too many such scenery around. Why not have a lake with a mirror-like surface? The motionless lake is like a mirror, The lake water is crystal clear and as clean as new, it’s always more interesting than this, right?”
"How can there be such a lake?" The white-robed scholar couldn't help but frown.
"I have seen it!" Shen Fengshu replied without hesitation: "There are more than one place."
Aren't the bamboo seas in Jiuzhaigou and the holy lakes on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the "Heroes" scenes like that on earth? I have seen them, and the other person silently despised them with just one sentence.
The white-robed scholar was slightly startled, thought for a moment, waved his sleeves, and the lake water that had just been slightly sparkling immediately turned into a clear and calm water surface. Under the reflection of the color of the sky, it was exactly as Shen Fengshu said , like a huge mirror, at a glance, there is a thrilling beauty.
"Mountains are not a problem." Shen Fengshu continued to point out: "There are some high mountains in the distance, very high mountains, the kind with the top covered with snow, yes, that's it."
"There is a lush sea of bamboo around, the kind that is green and crystal clear." Seeing the snow-capped mountains also appearing, Shen Fengshu was overjoyed, and then gave directions: "Move our pavilion to the lake, the kind that is surrounded by water. It's farther. There is a lush grassland everywhere, with large tracts of flowers of various colors blooming neatly."
The scholar in white robe did not disobey, and completely decorated the surroundings in accordance with Shen Fengshu's requirements.
"Xiaoqing, prepare the painting case, I want to paint!" Seeing the picturesque scenery appearing in front of him, Shen Feng got so excited about calligraphy and painting that he drank the spiritual tea in his hand and shouted.
The world can be freely controlled as it pleases. Shen Fengshu was in a good mood and moved much faster. In less than an hour, he completed a beautiful landscape painting.
"Why don't you write an inscription?" Seeing Shen Fengshu put down his pen and quietly waited for a while for the vitality of heaven and earth to rush into his body, the white-robed scholar couldn't help but curiously asked: "Wouldn't it be more perfect to match the poem with the painting? ?”
"What do you think?" Shen Fengshu glanced at the white-robed scholar speechlessly. Don't you know why he didn't write a poem? You still ask?
"Haha!" The white-robed scholar smiled, walked over and admired Shen Fengshu's paintings, nodded slightly and asked, "When did you discover it?"
"I discovered it not long after I came in." Shen Fengshu didn't hide anything: "Some scenery is so familiar that I recognized it immediately. Relying on fragments of scenery to maintain style is not the best way after all! It's better to remember things better when encountering them. People can see through it in an instant."
"..." The white-robed scholar was silent for a while.
Although practitioners who have practiced to a certain level will definitely have sharp ears and eyes, a bright mind, and a good memory, but who can remember all the details of flying at high speed on the road? The brain is crazy? Isn't it a good idea to have time to think about the avenue?
But he couldn't refute it, because there was a boring Shen Fengshu who remembered all this. If he really wanted to say that he didn't practice well, he couldn't say it, because Shen Fengshu relied on painting to attract the vitality of heaven and earth, and the majestic avenue. You can't say that someone who remembers the scenery when painting is a wrong way.
"What else?" After silence, the white-robed scholar asked again.
"Don't distinguish the color of the wind and dust, but know the heart of the world." Shen Fengshu casually wrote a poem: "Transforming the world is not as simple as adding more scenery, right? I have seen another kind of world in the secret realm of Qiancheng, and it is still the same as this one. There are quite a few differences.”
"What's the biggest difference?" the white-robed scholar asked again.
"I once said to a friend that if you understand the clouds and clouds, you can see the heart of the world." Shen Fengshu smiled and pointed around: "We have day and night, the sun and the moon look normal, but what about the wind, clouds, thunder, lightning, and fog? We can't do that. The sky is just bare and clear, right?”
"It makes sense!" The white-robed scholar was silent again for a while, then nodded slightly. As he nodded, some clouds appeared in the sky, meandering and undulating, and the reflection on the lake was extremely beautiful.
"It's not enough!" Shen Fengshu laughed bitterly: "There are mountains, water, grass and trees, but you still forgot the things you should not forget!"
The white-robed scholar stopped asking questions and just looked at Shen Fengshu.
"Fireworks in the world!" Shen Fengshu said it directly without the other party asking: "You don't even have the spirit of all things, how dare you call it heaven and earth?"
The reasons for the formation of various landforms, plate movement, orogeny, wind and water erosion, etc. Some things are only based on imagination, and they definitely lack reality. Even if you can pile up 10,000 kinds of beautiful scenery, it is unreasonable no matter how you look at it. It's false. There's no need to say any of this. It's enough to just say that there is no human habitation.
"I've been taught a lesson!" The white-robed scholar was silent for a while, then he cupped his hands and thanked Shen Fengshu: "I can't do fireworks in this world."
"Take your time!" Shen Fengshu didn't mean to force him: "Who hasn't had any flaws at the beginning!"
"Want to go out?" The scholar in white robe suddenly asked.
"Of course!" Shen Fengshu nodded without hesitation.
"Full display of your literary talent." The scholar in white robe said quickly: "As long as you have enough literary talent, it will be easy to get out of trouble."
"Don't be fooled!" Shen Fengshu shook his head directly.
"You can't write it!" The white-robed scholar sneered, not hiding his disdain.
Shen Fengshu shook his head again and was too lazy to say anything. Do you want to play aggressive generals with me?
"It's normal for you to be unable to write at your age." The white-robed scholar put on a very understanding expression: "Don't feel inferior, just study carefully for a few years and that's all."
"Stop talking." Shen Fengshu broke the opponent's plan straight away: "I will not do anything that is not beneficial."
"The benefits are simple!" The white-robed scholar was not afraid of Shen Feng's writing, but he was afraid that he would not write: "What do you want? The knowledge of famous saints? Magic weapons? Pills? Practice guidance? You can have whatever you want."
"It's so mysterious. Isn't this drawing cakes to satisfy your hunger?" Shen Fengshu sneered directly and pointed at the opponent's waist: "This gadget is good, how about you give this to me?"
At the hem of the white-robed scholar's belt, there is a small green emerald frog. The whole body is covered with a crystal clear green. The carving is also excellent and vivid. There is also a faint aura on it. The white-robed scholar uses Pressing the corners of the robe.
This is the only accessory worn by the white-robed scholar, and it is very eye-catching. Frog accessories generally symbolize a good harvest, and also have the meaning of being connected in all directions, having many children, and having a lot of money. But a man who was born in a famous religion seems to be in tune with this world. What do scholars who still have some connections do with these meanings?
"You have a sharp eye." The white-robed scholar lowered his head and couldn't help but laugh. He stretched out his hand and took the small emerald frog in his hand: "It doesn't matter, this is just a gadget I refined to repel mosquitoes and evil spirits. If you like it, use it as a bonus. If you write good poetry, it will be yours."
"What did you say?" Shen Fengshu immediately became interested: "Tell me, what should I write?"
"How about using it as the title?" The white-robed scholar pointed at the small emerald frog and asked Shen Fengshu with a smile.
"Okay!" Shen Fengshu didn't have stage fright: "Let's take frog as the title. Xiaoqing, prepare your desk!"
Xiaoqing agreed, and a thick red sandalwood sheet appeared in the pavilion.
Shen Fengshu directly took out the set of Four Treasures of the Study that he got at the entrance of the inheritance courtyard in the secret realm of Qiancheng, laid it out on the desk.
Seeing this set of four treasures of the study, even the white-robed scholar couldn't help but pay attention. Unexpectedly, the child actually has something good in it.
Shen Fengshu stood up gracefully, sat down in front of the writing desk, and wrote a song "Ode to the Frog" with one stroke of his pen.
“Sitting alone in a pond is like a tiger roosting, nourishing one’s spirit under the shade of a tree.
If I don't speak first when spring comes, no insect will dare to make a sound."
As soon as the pen fell, the purple literary energy surged in the sky, and a very thick aura of awe-inspiring fell from the sky. However, it did not fall on Shen Fengshu, but fell into the poem manuscript on the desk. At the same time, there was also a dense purple aura. The breath landed directly on Shen Fengshu's head and penetrated into Shen Fengshu's body easily.
"Human Emperor Purple Energy?" The white-robed scholar was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief. It was just a poem about frogs, how could someone have Emperor Purple Energy?
Also, in the small world scroll, the literary spirit is isolated, but where does this awe-inspiring atmosphere come from? It is also accompanied by the literary spirit surging, how is it possible?
