Several Chu Yao people have had the same experience, especially Chu Yao himself, who has experienced it twice, so he is very familiar with it.
This, this is clearly a precursor to the elixir that is about to be achieved!
The literary energy of the elixir mansion will turn from empty to real, and the energy will be condensed into elixirs!
Although Yang Duweiwu is useless, he was once a master, and his perception of the energy of heaven and earth is much better than ordinary people. It is rare for him to come out to join in the fun today. Who can resist the harvest?
He asked: "What's wrong?"
Bai Su on one side watched for a moment.
Bai Su said: "Wen Xin will be completed."
"Wen Xin will be successful?" Duwei Yang was startled, "Who?"
After asking, he came back to his senses.
He pursed his lips and remained silent.
But only he himself knows how turbulent he is in his heart - ever since he knew that Bai Su, as a woman, can muster courage, he had some vague guesses, but after all, he is not good at playing with his brain, and his character itself has some flaws.
, some guessed and some were still confused. But one thing he was mentally prepared for was that the female literary scholar would show up sooner or later.
Bai Su said: "It's Ling De."
On one side, Tu Rong had the word envy written all over his face.
Alas, when will he be able to gather his courage?
Tu Rong whispered: "Can junior sister succeed this time?"
He knew that Lin Feng had failed in many attempts at condensation. For a while, he was extremely anxious and was criticized by the teacher. If he still failed this time, he would not know how sad he would be.
Bai Su is not sure either.
She is a brave warrior rather than a literary scholar.
but--
Judging from the relaxed expressions on the gentlemen's faces, it must have gone smoothly.
Bai Su waited patiently.
In fact, it didn’t take long.
The process of condensing Wen Xin was very short, and during this period there was no auspicious phenomenon of rays filling the sky and thousands of auspicious auras. Except for those who were sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth, the rest of the people at least felt that the breeze was somewhat comfortable.
"Huh?"
Shen Tang suddenly let out a sigh.
He looked away from Lin Feng who suddenly made a breakthrough.
His eyes fell on the surrounding sacrificial fields.
"What's wrong, lord?" Gu Chi was the closest to Shen Tang and the first person to notice her abnormality. He followed Shen Tang's line of sight but didn't see anything special. "Is there anything there?"
Shen Tang didn't blink.
"Light……"
"Light?"
Gu Chi was puzzled and looked up at the sky again.
"Didn't you see it?" Shen Tang pointed to the several acres of corn fields that were being harvested in the distance, "Little by little, a dim glow like fireflies rose from the ground..." Not only Gu Chi but also Kang Shi were paying attention.
The force was also attracted, and they looked at each other in confusion.
Those little blurs gradually gathered into a golden sea of bright stars. Under some kind of gravity, they gradually gathered in a vortex in one direction. The center of the vortex eye was Lin Feng! Through her skin, it penetrated into her body bit by bit, or in other words -
Dan Mansion!
[Shen Nong worked as a farmer to benefit the world; Yao ordered his four sons to honor the people; Shun ordered Hou Ji to serve as the leader of the government...]
【Who is speaking?】
Lin Feng vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar.
I soon remembered that the Spring Plowing Sacrifice had happened before.
[Junior Lin Lingde, I don’t know who the senior is...]
She seemed to be stepping on clouds with soft leaves under her feet, and there was an impulse in the dark that made her move closer in a certain direction.
At the same time, a gentle voice inside told her——
Lingde, go there with confidence and boldness!
I don’t know how long I walked, but my blurry vision suddenly became clear.
The music sounds natural and the white cranes dance together.
In the distance, a palace towers into the clouds.
Different scenes are painted on the windows of the palace. Some people are plowing and planting seedlings, some are pushing the cattle, some are harvesting wheat waves, and some are smiling happily in the fields. The palaces are obviously far apart, and one step is higher than three or four of her.
But the amazing thing is that she actually saw it all, and she could see every detail clearly.
At the foot, a stone bridge leads directly to the palace.
Lin Feng didn't even want to step on it.
The first step is for all things to wake up. Grain calculation
In the second step, the plants come to life.
In the third step, the golden rice ears spread out into a vast ocean.
In the fourth step, heavy snow suddenly covered her whole body.
Lin Feng walked faster and faster without stopping even a step.
The fifth step, a thousand miles away.
The sixth step is to eat each other.
The seventh step is war and disaster.
The eighth step is to pile up bones in the deserted city.
Countless ghosts with skinny bones and numb expressions passed by her. Lin Feng finally stopped and looked at the palace that seemed more and more distant. She gritted her teeth and her pace changed from walking slowly to walking fast, from walking fast to running...
【etc!】
After passing through a certain transparent barrier, she felt her body suddenly light up, as if she was separated from this heavy and useless body, and her soul was like a wisp of breeze, flying towards the palace like clouds and mist.
In the blink of an eye, the palace far away in the horizon is right in front of you.
But the palace door was closed tightly, and there was no sound around.
Only the plaque stood quietly in its place.
Lin Feng endured the pain in his eyes, half-squinting and half-opening, and barely managed to see the word on it clearly. It was the word "Farm".
here……
Where again?
Before she could get closer, she was blown up into the sky by a strong gust of wind, which frightened her so much that she almost screamed.
She suddenly opened her eyes.
I was shocked to realize that I was still where I was.
The palace, the dancing cranes, the stone bridge, the leaky windows, the illusion...all disappeared.
Before she could figure out what was going on, her husband pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward: "How? Was it successful?"
Lin Feng himself was still confused.
"What worked?"
Shen Tang was even more excited than he was when he gathered his Wen Xin.
"Of course Wen Xin!"
Lin Feng's little head seemed to have three huge question marks popping up. When did she gather her literary heart?
As soon as I had this thought, an unprecedented feeling filled the air from the elixir palace and flowed throughout the body along the meridians.
She subconsciously covered the location of Dan Mansion.
wrong--
How about Dan Mansion...
It seems like...there's something extra???
Could it be said——
A bold idea that made her ecstatic came to her quietly, and she was stunned for a long time before she realized it.
"I--"
Lin Feng was so happy that his mind was in a state of confusion.
"Lang Jun——" Lin Feng's hands were cold and trembling, and he used his greatest strength to suppress the indescribable ecstasy that made her tremble and speechless, completely abandoning her previous maturity and stability, "Yes, yes, finally yes! Finally!
Success!"
"I finally succeeded!"
"Mr. Lang, have you seen it?"
Looking at the incoherent little girl, Shen Tang said with a smile: "I see, I see, I see you succeeded, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, calm down, Wen Xin won't run away..."
"I...I...wuwuwu..." Lin Feng, who was overjoyed just now, felt an inexplicable surge of sadness in his chest, and crystal tears couldn't stop falling out, "wuwu...I, I
I don’t want to cry, but, but... Mr. I..."
Shen Tang comforted her with a warm voice.
"I know, I know everything. Just wipe your face."
Lin Feng wiped away her tears with Shen Tang's handkerchief, vaguely feeling that her husband's voice was very familiar... Then she thought about it, she heard this voice every day, how could she not be familiar with it?
I was too excited and didn't think much about it.
What everyone is most curious about is Lin Feng’s literary monogram, which is the most intuitive way to judge the grade of the literary heart.
Qishan asked Chu Yao quietly.
"Which grade does Wuhui think it is?"
Chu Yao was not humble or exaggerated because Lin Feng was his student: "Ling De has a good talent. He has the way of a scholar before gathering his literary heart. His rank is third grade or above..."
Kangshi: "Up or down in the third grade?"
Qishan clicked his tongue and said jokingly: "With your mouth like a crow's mouth, I'm 70% sure that I won the second grade..."
