"Wenzai spent a whole stick of incense under this calligraphy before he woke up. It's really good that you can do this."
The text contains Fu Zhixue's calligraphy, which shows that Fu Zhixue was lost in thought for a while in front of this calligraphy.
However, Lu Yu knew the horror of this calligraphy.
The Wen Bible has been worshiped by countless Confucian scholars day and night. His characters are no longer simple words, but a carrier of Tao.
Lu Yu had obtained fragments of Confucianism and Taoism, so he naturally knew that after cultivating Confucianism and Taoism to the extreme, he could speak the law according to the law and write down the words to form images, and he could truly be called a saint.
If it weren't for Lu Yu's spiritual soul as a Dao Lord and the support of his solid background, he would never have been able to wake up from this word so quickly.
Lu Yu looked directly at this rumored literary sage, who was somewhat similar to the statues of saints standing in many academies, but a little less majestic and a little more harmonious like the old man next door.
In those old wrinkled eyes, there is an eye full of wisdom, as if nothing in this world can escape the insight of these eyes.
Standing in front of this old man, one can feel a spring breeze of harmony, and at the same time feel the vast sea of scriptures and history, as if this is the embodiment of all wisdom, and no calculation can escape his control.
Lu Yu thought to himself, even if he was standing here in his previous life, he would still have to be careful about this literary saint.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
Lu Yu held the disciple ceremony and worshiped respectfully.
In any case, he still practiced Confucianism and Taoism in this life, and became a disciple of Literary Sage.
Fu Zhixue had saved Lu Yu several times, and the literary saint had some intentions behind it. Although he didn't know why the literary saint valued him, Lu Yu still expressed his heartfelt gratitude.
"I already know what happened after your ascension. You have made many military exploits in the army, and I have seen it. Many people only know that you have achieved military exploits based on your own strength, but not for my sake. You
Very well done.”
Yihan said softly, but his eyes were always fixed on Lu Yu.
"This is all due to Master's help from behind. If it weren't for Master's majestic reputation, Shenweihou would have killed me." Lu Yu saluted again.
Yihan smiled faintly: "After all, there are many things involved in the affairs of the ancient heaven. I have tried my best to hide this secret for you. However, this is only temporary. Sooner or later, the reappearance of the heaven will appear in front of everyone. At that time, you have to
be prepared."
Hearing Yihan say this, Lu Yu's heart suddenly sank.
There were too many people who knew about the affairs of the ancient heaven at that time. How many people came from the lower world and entered the world of Xuantian Sutra. Naturally, they knew what was said from beginning to end.
Ancient times were a time when immortality could truly be achieved.
In the following medieval and modern times, no strong person could achieve immortality. Even if you are invincible, you will still slowly disappear into the endless hourglass of time as time goes by.
Lu Yu knew that if the secret of the ancient heaven was revealed, powerful people who had been hiding behind it would come one after another.
He is just a human immortal now. Even though he can be on an equal footing with a mysterious immortal, his power is still too weak.
"Thank you Master for your help!" Lu Yu said with cupped hands.
Right now, he needs time most to improve himself quickly.
And Yihan's move undoubtedly bought him time to avoid a sudden fatal disaster.