Feng Qingyan sat cross-legged in the grass quietly, constantly deducing "sitting and discussing the Tao" in his mind.
However, "Sitting and Discussing the Tao" was too big and complicated. It seemed to be all-encompassing and all-encompassing, which made him confused for a while and unable to start.
Moreover, with his current ability, he cannot deduce everything at once.
After a while, he stood up and walked in the valley, eliminating the distracting thoughts in his mind little by little.
Since "Sitting and Discussing the Tao" is too big and complicated, I will cut out the complex and keep it simple, as long as it is concise and to the point.
"So, what is the first step to sit down and discuss things?"
Feng Qingyan was thinking as he walked.
The first thing that comes to his mind is "mouth", and the second thing that comes to his mind is "speaking". Since he is sitting and discussing, he naturally has to speak.
Only by speaking can one sit down and discuss the truth.
So what’s next?
His thoughts stopped and his brows gradually knitted together.
At this time, countless cultural influences poured into his mind from all directions of heaven and earth, and quickly merged into the three Junzi Cauldrons, making the Junzi Cauldron more clear and solid.
"A eloquent tongue and witty remarks are the perfect way to speak!"
Feng Qingyan's thoughts suddenly became clear and he said: "The words spoken in chapters are the first chapter of sitting down and talking. The eloquence is the second chapter of the first chapter; the eloquence is the third chapter of the first chapter..."
"A man with an eloquent tongue can defeat millions of warriors. In this way, he can become a three-inch tongue!"
"Then, the argument is for the sake of the second chapter..."
Feng Qingyan's literary thoughts surged like a fountain, and he continued to deduce, but it became increasingly difficult to deduce as he went to the end, so he had to stop. Although he could no longer deduce, his ideas were clear and he could continue to deduce without being complicated and confusing.
"When we sit down and discuss the truth, the first chapter is for export!"
Feng Qingyan sat down cross-legged and began to integrate "Export into a Chapter" into "Sitting and Discussing the Tao", making it the first chapter of "Sitting and Discussing the Tao".
"What is the export rule?"
Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and started to deduce it again, with countless poems and articles coming to mind.
"Sitting and discussing the Tao" is based on poems and articles as its strength, and poems are shorter than articles and can be completed in a short time. If it is an article with thousands of words, you will have been killed by the enemy before you finish reciting it.
, what’s the use?
Therefore, it must be simple, short, and fast!
Then poetry is the best choice.
For a poet, the place of ambition is in the heart, and the speech is poetry, and it must be reflected in words.
“Which poem should be incorporated first?”
Feng Qingyan was thinking.
At this moment, a poem suddenly appeared in his mind, and the literary spirit in the literary palace suddenly surged. As his thoughts continued to evolve, and after brewing his emotions, he read passionately: "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man
Once gone, it will never come back.”
The surrounding literary energy surged, and a humanoid assassin with ink shadow quickly appeared.
The Ink Shadow Assassin wears a bamboo hat and a raincoat, so people can't see his face clearly. He seems to be an ink shadow made of a ball of ink, but his whole body exudes a deep chill, which makes people shudder.
With the appearance of the Mo Shadow Assassin, the valley suddenly became bleak in the autumn wind and the stream was cold, filling the world with a desolate and solemn atmosphere.
Success?
Feng Qingyan was overjoyed, he didn't expect it to be so easy.
As soon as his thoughts came to him, Mo Ying flew away without hesitation, like a desperate arrow, never looking back.
The Ink Shadow Assassin is silent in the dark, making it difficult to detect.
It seems to blend into the dark night.
puff!
The ink shadow flew more than ten feet in an instant, suddenly hit a big tree, collapsed, and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Feng Qingyan frowned when he saw it, it seemed that this power was not enough.
He got up and came to the big tree, and found that the big tree was penetrated by some unknown hole. When he reached out and touched it, he saw that the surrounding areas around the hole had been shattered.
Click——
The big tree fell.
Feng Qingyan was shocked, this seemed to be quite powerful.
However, Mo Ying can only launch one attack, and he will disappear after one attack. If he misses the target, wouldn't it be...
Feng Qingyan looked at the fallen tree and began to think.
wrong!
It shouldn't be a blow, but a target.
I will not give up until I kill the target.
Feng Qingyan began to continuously deduce, supplement and improve, preparing to integrate "Song of Yishui" into the first chapter of "Sitting and Discussing Tao", making it the first form of "exporting it into a chapter".
That is the first poem.
I don't know when it was, but it was already bright.
Feng Qingyan felt extremely tired and exhausted his energy, so he had to go back to Jiaziyuan to rest.
Burial Mountain Academy was in the midst of the ecstasy of the emergence of the Holy Art. When they heard that everyone in the world could practice the Holy Art, they were even more excited.
Feng Qingyan woke up, finished breakfast and went to the sutra lecture hall.
"I don't know if the holy art is to sit down and discuss, is it an offensive or defensive art?"
"It's still unknown, it's hard to say."
"I heard that the first chapter of sitting down to discuss the Tao is the first chapter to be spoken..."
"What does it mean to export in a clear manner?"
In the lecture hall, students were discussing excitedly.
Feng Qingyan was stunned when he heard this. He sat down and discussed the Tao? His words came out in a coherent manner? Isn't this the Confucian "sitting and discussing the Tao" that he created last night?
It's strange, how could they know?
"Girl, what's going on with this holy art of sitting down and talking about Taoism?" Feng Qingyan was surprised. After thinking for a while, he asked Mu Yu who just arrived.
"Senior brother, don't you know?"
Mu Yu was a little stunned. The emergence of the holy technique had already caused shock in the world. Senior brother didn't know about it?
If the senior brother was in the library all night, it would be understandable if he didn't know.
After Feng Qingyan shook his head, Mu Yu started talking excitedly.
At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. Could it be that the "sitting and discussing the Tao" that he accidentally created was the holy art of "sitting and discussing the Tao" that shocked the world?
impossible?
really?
He still knew that holy art was created by saints.
Therefore, I was extremely shocked and couldn't believe that I actually created a holy technique?
In addition, he did not notice the visions such as the vast holy light, the resonance of words, the thundering of holy sounds, flowers in the sky and the earth, etc. at the time, and his mind was always on the deduction of "sitting and discussing the Tao".
But he breathed a sigh of relief, no one was spying on him.
After a while, the old teacher walked in with a smile on his face, and all the students stood up and saluted.
"Do all living beings know that the sacred art of sitting down and discussing the Tao was born last night?"
The old teacher smiled.
"Know."
"How could you not know?"
All the students responded one after another, still a little excited.
"Perhaps all living beings also know that it does not require a great Confucian to practice the holy art. You only need to open the Wen Palace to sense it..."
The old teacher became excited as he spoke.
Some students didn't know it, and they couldn't help being shocked when they heard this, and some couldn't believe it.
"Sir, can we really practice sitting down and discussing the Tao?"
Some students said expectantly.
"Of course you can." The old priest smiled and nodded, and said, "But you have to fight for the opportunity yourself. After all, the cloud platform in front of the temple is so big that it is impossible for everyone in the world to sit on it."
"Sir, do you know who created the sacred art of sitting down and discussing the Tao?"
Another student asked,
"When the Holy Art has not yet been completed, if the Lord of the Holy Art does not tell it, no one in the world will know it." The old eunuch shook his head and said, "This is due to the Holy Dao's protection of the Lord of the Holy Art."
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, but he could safely integrate "Yi Shui Ge" into "Exit Cheng Zhang".