"Dean, Bai Dingtian's son has been sent to Jing Chen." The Red Dragon Sage walked to the garden and said to a scribe in blue.
The man in green clothes was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. Hearing what the Red Dragon Sage said, he sighed softly: "I didn't expect that the son of Junior Brother Dingtian would become a magician. Things in the world are really unpredictable. It doesn't matter, let him follow Jingchen and suffer."
Fix it.”
"After all, this son has the reputation of being a magician. It seems a little uncomfortable to have him worship under Jingchen's sect, but he is a generation higher than the current disciples, and has become brothers with a group of real people, doesn't it?" Red Dragon Sage
said.
"Senior brother Jingchen and junior brother Dingtian have been fighting for the top spot for more than ten years. They are both enemies and friends. With the character of senior brother Jingchen, he will not watch the son of junior brother Dingtian fall into the devil's way.
, What's more, Senior Brother Jing Chen once made a great wish, and he will never leave Nanli until he enters the Supreme Being. It is perfect for him to teach the son of Junior Brother Dingtian." After finishing speaking, the man in green sighed again: "It's just a pity for this son.
His literary talents, those few poems are truly rare and holy works."
"What does it matter no matter how good your literary talent is? Just like Fu Ziyi back then, the higher the talent, the greater the harm." Red Dragon Sage said expressionlessly.
"That's all, that's all." Hearing Fu Ziyi's name, the man in green waved his hand to stop the Red Dragon Sage from talking any more, feeling very uninterested.
On Jingtai Island, Bai Cangdong glanced at the boy coldly: "Don't tell me, I may not be willing to worship him as a teacher. Even if I do, he is still a direct disciple. If I am not a thing, who is this cheap master of his?"
?What the hell are you, a lowly boy?"
"You..." His childish eyes were filled with fire, but he had no words to refute Bai Cangdong.
Bai Candong sneered in his heart. The Internet on Earth is highly developed, and the spread and popularity of information is far from comparable to that of the Holy World. Apart from anything else, there are countless classic cases of quarreling. Bai Candong can be regarded as the culmination of thousands of years of experience outside the centralized system.
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"Sage Jingchen, let's open the skylight and speak openly. I will accept you as my teacher. What can you teach me?" Bai Cangdong looked at Sage Jingchen and asked loudly.
"Cultivating one's moral character is the way to be a human being." Jing Chen replied calmly.
"Can the way to cultivate one's moral character and cultivate one's character include martial arts?" Bai Cangdong asked directly.
"Not included." Sage Jingchen shook his head slightly.
"Does it include secret skills?" Bai Cangdong asked again.
"Not included." Sage Jingchen shook his head again.
"So, you have no intention of teaching me the art of cultivation?" Bai Cangdong couldn't help but sneer. It was exactly as he guessed. Nanli Academy wanted to put him under house arrest here, so how could he teach it to him?
The art of his cultivation.
"The way of cultivation is not only the secret techniques of cultivation, but also the way of literature." Sage Jingchen said with an indifferent expression.
"You want to teach me the art of writing? The person in this holy world who can teach me Bai Cangdong how to write and write poems has not yet been born." Bai Cangdong was annoyed in his heart. What the sage Jingchen said sounded nice, but in fact it was just like
Huang Rong, who taught Yang Guo back then, wanted him to be a completely useless scholar.
After the battle at Mingjing Lake and the unreasonable and forcible arrest of him by Master Chilong to Nanli Academy, Bai Candong has deeply realized the importance of force in this world, so how could he be willing to be a useless person?
Scholar.
"I know you have some talents, but after all, they are just small ways, the main road of literature. Use literature to understand the principles of heaven and earth, and understand all the laws and ways in the world. You still have a long way to go in your practice." Jing Chen
The wise man wasn't angry either, he still said expressionlessly.
"The articles I have written are all small ways of writing. So what is the big way of writing? What kind of big ways of writing have you written?" Bai Cangdong felt depressed. This was such a small island that even when he turned around in his sleep, he was afraid of falling into it.
In the sea, thinking that I would probably be trapped here for the rest of my life, I suddenly felt very bad.
Sage Jingchen didn't say anything, so the boy rushed to say: "Who in the entire Nanli Academy doesn't know that our sage is the first in literature and art. Back then, our sage obtained the top-grade Tao fruit with a Tao poem, and became a top-grade sage. His literary skills
The Tao is so profound that even the people from Tianxin who visited our Nanli Academy were greatly impressed. Its Tao poems are widely circulated in the holy world. How can you, a mere scribe who has done some minor Tao writings, understand it?
There is still much to learn.”
"Oh, then I want to hear what the poem of the Great Dao is." Bai Candong said disapprovingly.
"Huh, you are really ignorant. Don't you even know the Taoist poem by my sage?" The boy pointed to the big black stone next to the wooden house, which was like a mirror, and said with a curled lips: "The Taoist poem is engraved on it.
Above, it was carved on the mirror stone after the Supreme Master Tianxin listened to the Taoist poems of my sage, and his Taoist heart was shaken, so that everyone in Qingzhou and even the entire Holy World does not know about it."
Bai Cangdong ignored the boy and walked to the black stone to take a look. Sure enough, he saw four lines of poetry engraved on it. Each word was round and clear, and there was an indescribable charm in it, which made people look at it.
Even people who don't know calligraphy will feel that the characters are elegant and elegant, and contain wonderful meanings.
After Bai Cangdong saw the four lines of the poem clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and secretly shouted in his heart: "What kind of Taoist poem is this? It is basically a Buddhist greeting on earth. And this poem written by the sage Jingchen is clearly
It is the most famous speech on earth, known to everyone. Being able to write such a speech, this mirror method is truly worthy of its name, and it does have real talent and knowledge."
"What? You look stupid and can't speak? Are you shocked?" Seeing Bai Cangdong standing there, the boy thought that Bai Cangdong was shocked by the Taoist poem written by the sage Jingchen, so he couldn't help but mock proudly.
road.
"I'm really shocked." Bai Cangdong looked back and nodded slightly.
"Now you know what it means that there are people outside the world, but there are people outside the world. Don't think that you are arrogant because you have some literary talent. You are far worse than you in the art of literature..." The boy looked like Bai Candong had been defeated by him. He looked up.
The head educates the white cang from the east.
"Alas!" Bai Cangdong sighed longly, interrupting the boy's eloquence, and then shook his head and said: "I was really shocked. I didn't expect that the sage Jingchen who was famous all over Qingzhou and even the most moved people would do this.
It’s really disappointing that Taoist poetry is only of this level.”
"What did you say?" The boy looked at Bai Candong with wide eyes, his confused eyes, as if he thought he was in a dream.
Jing Chen, who had always been calm and composed by the side, had an expression for the first time after hearing Bai Cangdong's words, and couldn't help but frown.
"I said this Taoist poem is really bad. It's worse than I imagined. If this is the so-called way of superior literature, then the way of grammar is really worthless. It's okay if you don't learn this way."