The long scroll exudes an ancient atmosphere, and every word seems to be of great weight, heavy in the hand.
This is a phenomenon caused by the manifestation of awe-inspiring aura. Literary saints can weigh a thousand pounds, and the works they write are also quite weighty.
"I didn't expect to meet Han Yu's descendants here, but he was a literary master of the medieval Tang Dynasty. How could he become a literary sage?"
Lu Yu had doubts in his mind, but his eyes stayed on the scroll and never moved away.
The inside of the scroll exudes a faint scent of books. Although it has been a long time, there is no smell of decay. This is because of the influence of the aura of awe. The pen and ink of the literary saint will be immortal for thousands of years, and it is well-deserved.
The characters in it are even more powerful and natural.
Seeing words is like seeing people, and the image of a tall and majestic literary and Taoist master suddenly appeared in Lu Yu's mind.
"This article is "Dragon Theory", which uses the dragon as the king and the cloud as the minister to explain the relationship between the king and his ministers. However, this chapter actually formed a holy scroll, which can sharpen people's spiritual power. With my current level of spirit, I actually have it.
A hint of improvement!”
Lu Yu felt a touch of joy in his heart.
This was an unexpected gain. No one could have imagined that he would be rescued by someone from the Han family, and that he would even be connected with this famous literary and Taoist family in the history books.
If not for this, although Lu Yu would not have been buried in the belly of a wolf, he would not have been able to recover his strength so quickly.
Han Xin Judo: "Master Lu is indeed knowledgeable about ancient and modern times. My ancestor was demoted to Chaozhou as governor because he offended Buddhism. My ancestor enlightened here and eventually became a literary and Taoist saint."
"As expected." Lu Yu suddenly realized that this was just as he imagined.
Even in the long history of the Middle Ages, there were only a few people who could become literary saints. Every one of them was a rare being. If there really was a saint named Han, it was impossible for him not to know about it.
I didn't expect that the great literary master would actually become a literary sage in a place like the Netherworld. No wonder he knew nothing about it.
"The Medieval Tang Dynasty once invaded the Nether World and wanted to completely recover it. Unexpectedly, the Tang Dynasty's national power weakened midway, and it could not fully control the territory of the heaven. The plan to attack the Nether World was shelved."
"The Tang Dynasty once left many pioneer fortresses in the Netherworld, and Chaozhou City should be one of them. When the Tang Dynasty collapsed, the Netherworld Jiedushi who stayed here were assassinated, and this place became a land without one."
Many memories flashed through Lu Yu's mind.
The Han family should have stayed in the Nether World at this time.
After several generations of inheritance, the Han family has long lost its original glory, but it still retains the heritage of the Wensheng family.
The book in his hand suddenly became heavy and boundless. Any scroll of saint's writing and ink is extremely precious and priceless.
Han Yu allowed his descendants to give gifts to those who were destined to him at will, which naturally showed his broadmindedness.
"You really gave me an offer I couldn't refuse." Lu Yu put the scroll into his cuffs.
"So, Master Lu, you agreed?"
Han Xinrou was overjoyed, and her pretty face became even more attractive.
"The Ten Thousand Shang Conference will be held at the Duan family. It just so happens that I have something to do with the Duan family." Lu Yu said calmly.
This is not his first time to participate in the Ten Thousand Shang Conference. In his previous life, Lu Yu also showed his prominence at the Ten Thousand Shang Conference and gained quite a high reputation.
Unexpectedly, the world has changed, and another life has passed in the blink of an eye, and he has come to the starting point again.