Su Wen saw that the white mist dissipated, the surroundings were peaceful, and there were even birds singing and flowers fragrant in the garden, and he knew that the matter was over.
It's just that he didn't look very good at this moment. The carving knife took away a lot of his blood, and even drained away all his energy and energy. At this time, he looked like the one he had seen in the hut before.
Dongguo Xi is almost the same.
Dong Guoxi in front of him, although still skinny, finally looks like a normal person.
Seeing Dong Guoxi appear in front of him, Su Wen tightened his grip on the carving knife.
Although the ending of "The Silver Screen Chrysanthemum" has been rewritten, and the fate of the protagonist has also been changed, it is not certain whether the original author has been changed.
"That's all...it's useless to say more."
Dong Guo was pleased to see Su Wen's alert look on his face, but hesitated to speak.
But in the end he said: "I thought about it carefully and found that what you just said makes sense. Throughout my life, I have been wild and extreme. I made many mistakes but always blamed others for my problems. Even if I failed in the promotion sequence,
I also think that it is the injustice of heaven and earth that has brought me to this end, and that my obsession with inner demons has caused so much harm... You are talented and smart, and your understanding is much higher than mine. I hope you can make good use of this gift from me, and finally
The important thing is... take me as a warning and never make the same mistakes I made."
The old man waved his hand.
"I gave it all to you!"
He smiled brilliantly, and his body gradually faded away, but in an instant, the literary energy surged and boiled in the heaven and earth, like a huge wave, but there was no place to vent.
Su Wen looked at the turbulent waves formed by Wenqi around him with horror.
Wen Qi is not a foreign thing to him, and a poem from time to time can attract Wen Qi's patronage.
However... the literary atmosphere he attracted in the past is not worthy of comparison with what we see before us. This place seems to have turned into a world of literary atmosphere.
Moreover, the colors of Wenqi are different and incompatible, and they merge according to their own colors, turning into several huge whirlwinds.
One of the yellow whirlwinds of Wenqi drew a semicircle in the air and hit Su Wen!
"this……"
Su Wen took precautions in advance.
However, it was of no use as Wen Qi disappeared into his body in an instant.
"...Uh...Which school of thought is this?"
Wen Qi entered his body, and Su Wen was almost stretched to the point of bursting.
Only then did he truly realize the strength of Dong Guoxi. This Sequence 5 novelist actually had a strength that was infinitely close to that of Sequence 6. He may have had insufficient conditions when he was promoted to Sequence 6, which led to the failure of the ceremony and ultimately loss of control.
It became like this.
No, Dong Guoxi did not lose control, but died directly.
What survived was only his spiritual obsession, and his obsession turned his remaining spirituality into this.
"Huhuhu..."
The yellow Wen Qi rushed towards Su Wen, pointing out the direction for other Wen Qi. In an instant, the remaining Wen Qi rushed towards Su Wen's body!
"Don't come over!"
Su Wen howled.
He cultivates both Confucianism and Mohism, and has two cultural backgrounds, which can carry more literary spirit than ordinary extraordinary people.
But at this time, the two cultural contexts could not carry the literary energy pouring into the body.
There are just too many!
But Wenqi has regarded him as his only container, and naturally he will not let him go.
With the influx of literary energy, countless knowledge carried by literary energy also poured into Su Wen's mind.
"Method for promotion to the Taoist Sequence One 'Medicine One': Sufficient literary spirit, the secret medicine formula is as follows: a piece of ethereal talisman, a piece of burnt ashes from the "Tao Te Ching", a piece of Poria, Ganoderma lucidum...the ceremony is..."
The names of the extraordinary sequences and secret medicine formulas of the eight schools emerged in Su Wen's mind.
When the last green literary energy representing the doctor penetrated into Su Wen's body, and after it merged with the literary energy in his veins, a golden thunder seemed to explode in the depths of Su Wen's mind.
"Boom..."
Amid the roar, Su Wen felt faint, but he did not fall down after all.
A vast and empty voice echoed in the seemingly endless space in Su Wen's mind.
"The Extraordinary Path: The Historian."
"History is the collection of everything in the past, present and future."
"Every true historian is a being cursed by fate, because they can see through the fog of history, find out the secrets hidden in the depths of time, and make illusions invisible. They are also beings favored by fate.
, because they can always record the choices of fate at the crossroads of fate..."
"Historian Sequence One Promotion Ceremony: The person who is promoted has at least a thorough understanding of the doctrines of nine schools of thought, takes seven secret medicines composed of at least seven extraordinary literary qualities, and is promoted under the watchful eye of a high-level extraordinary person."
"Secret medicine..."
"These eight levels of literary energy...are the secret medicine?!"
Su Wen immediately understood that at this time, by some strange combination of circumstances, he had been promoted to an extraordinary path to become a historian!
"how so……"
Su Wen was not very excited, but more shocked.
But what shocked him was not his own situation, but how this guy Dong Guoxi possessed so many literary schools...
"Is he trying to jump directly from the extraordinary path of a novelist to the extraordinary path of a historian?"
Su Wen felt that the only reasonable explanation could only be this.
However, some memories of Dongguo Xi are still recorded in the literature.
Dong Guo Xi had never thought about becoming an extraordinary person on the path of a historian. The reason why he possesses so many literary styles from different schools is entirely because... he has no patience. When Dong Guo Xi learned extraordinary powers when he was young, he was actually very talented.
, but he is not patient enough.
Each school studied for a period of time, but just before they had any insights, they gave up on that path and turned to learn the extraordinary things of other schools.
At the beginning, he had a rich family, and it was easy to switch to the extraordinary path. However, he did not have the guidance of a famous teacher, and it was easy for him to give up halfway. Purchasing extraordinary books, secret medicines, formulas and materials was a huge expense, and all his wealth was wasted in this way.
It wasn't until he was destitute and had to rely on writing novels to make a living that he decided to make progress as a novelist.
But at this time, he had become cynical and reclusive, no longer looking for extraordinary people to discuss and communicate with each other, and was immersed in his own world, never to come out again.
But other extraordinary powers that he had accumulated over time also emerged one by one, making his extraordinary power become mixed and non-existent.
Dongguo Xi didn't know that he had already qualified for the extraordinary path of a historian. These redundant contexts troubled him and ultimately led to his failure to be promoted to Sequence Six.
After his death, part of his extraordinary power became a forbidden object, and part of it remained in this world, and was finally given to Su Wen.
"It's really..."
Su Wen was a little dumbfounded.
For decades, even if Dongguo Xi asked a gentleman from the academy, such a tragedy would not happen. It is really sad.
But... Dongguo Xi, who has his own character flaws and has been severely beaten by society, if he is really promoted to a Sequence Six Transcendent, it would be unbearable for the world for him to leave the mountains and come out to retaliate against society.
"Promotion or not?!"
The empty voice in my mind is still echoing.
But the sound tends to fade away.
Su Wen knew that this might be his best opportunity to be promoted to a historian.
"Promotion!"
"Senior Dongguo, if your consciousness is still there, please look at me. I will use the power you have given me to do some good things for the world and the common people!"
"good……"
Dong Guoxi's voice echoed very faintly. Until the world in this book completely collapses, his last bit of spiritual thought will not disappear.
"Rumble..."
The sky above Wuning City suddenly changed. The calm night was suddenly filled with heavy black clouds, and violent storms fell.
"That's not right...it's not yet the Waking of Insects, why is it thundering and raining?"
In the governor's mansion, Cui Li was opening the study window at this time, looking worried.
The weather is not correct, which is not a good sign for this year's farming. Jiangnan Road is responsible for nearly one-fifth of the food supply of the entire Liang Dynasty every year. If something goes wrong, it will not be a good thing. Especially the Rouran Hu people are still there.
When the border troops are provocative, if something goes wrong in the food supply, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Hey...what happened?"
In the back hill of Qingshan Academy, Qian Haoran was reading at night in the Peach Blossom Pavilion. Qingli was shaking his head and reciting the exquisite verses highlighted by Qian Haoran. Qingbai was practicing swordsmanship outside the pavilion. His sword energy was strong and horizontal, but he did not damage half of the peach blossoms.
The vision of heaven and earth appeared. Both Qingbai and Qingli looked solemn, and a thought flashed in their hearts: "Is Cheng Zi coming?"
"Don't panic, someone is getting promoted."
Qian Haoran counted with his fingers and then smiled calmly: "It's a small matter..." However, he calculated twice more with his fingers and his smile froze.
"What is this kid doing! Didn't he say he only engages in Confucianism and Mohism... How could he make such a big fuss!"
Qingbai and Qingli looked at each other, not understanding what the teacher was talking about.
"Check your home and go check it out as a teacher!"
Qian Haoran left such a sentence and disappeared.
"Is Su Wen getting promoted?"
Qingbai understood what the teacher said, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Such a big movement... Could it be that it is already sequence three?"
"It's not like that..." Qingli denied the second senior brother's judgment: "When I was promoted to Sequence Three, there was never such a big movement... and it's not like the strange phenomena that our Confucian path can cause."
"Junior Brother, take care of your home. Second Senior Brother, I'll go see what's going on!"
Qingbai thrust the long sword in his hand into the ground, turned around and left.
But after taking a few steps, he grabbed the sword in the air and returned it to his hand. He muttered: "You must bring a weapon with you. If there is a bad guy, you can teach him a lesson along the way."
"..."
Qingli's face was dark, but there was no one around him to help him.
He hummed twice, then used his ability to speak and speak, and left the academy.
The academy doesn't need him to guard it. The gentlemen in the academy are not vegetarians. Needless to say, the senior brother is the gatekeeper at the door. Who dares to act wild?