Baili old man waved his sleeves and robe, and two white scrolls floated up, and they shone with white light at the same time, reflecting each other!
The old man held the white scroll in his hand and looked back and forth. He really couldn't put it down: "Qin family boy, I have underestimated you."
"Ha." Qin Feng sneered and cherished his words like gold, showing his noble demeanor. The feeling of being looked down upon and then slapped in the face was so satisfying! Even though the price was a bit high, he still hasn't recovered yet.
come over
But what happened just now? He obviously just wanted to write the second line, but there was a strong resistance hindering him. If it weren't for the support of Shenhai Chinese Qi, he might not be able to write a word at all!
Cang Feilan looked at the second couplet in the old man's hand, her light blue eyes seemed to be shining, she was obviously very happy, but she said something that she didn't mean: "Not bad, but if you give me more time, I can do it."
come up with."
Qin Feng, the strong girl in life, twitched the corner of his mouth and refused to comment.
"This couplet is good, but it's a pity that the word in the second couplet is really ugly." Baili old man sighed.
You know what the hell, I'm called Kuangcao. Qin Feng's face turned red and he was still defending himself in his heart.
Calligraphy is about characteristics, and different people have different opinions.
Yes, it is like that
"According to the previous agreement, you two can go in together." Old Man Baili coughed dryly, naturally rolled up the lower couplet, and wanted to put it in his arms.
At this time, Cang Feilan stretched out her white arm and placed it in front of the old man.
"What to do?" The old man looked wary.
Cang Feilan returned to her previous cold and heroic appearance, and said calmly: "This second line was written by him, why did you put it away and bring it here?"
"You girl, this second couplet is not of much use to you. You have nothing to fight with me for. If you can't do it, how about I give the first couplet to you?"
"I can still distinguish the value of original treasures from imitations."
Qin Feng was puzzled by what he heard. There was no mention of any imitation of the original treasure in the book, but this bad old man wanted his second couplet so much. Could it be that that thing was really some kind of treasure?
"No!" The old man began to act arrogantly, holding the lower couplet of the white scroll in his arms like a protective calf.
"If I remember correctly, your Dragon Beard Pen is almost used up." Cang Feilan narrowed his eyes slightly. Hearing the words, the old man's eyes widened, and then he struggled with his expression. Finally, he reluctantly put the lower couplet in his hands.
superior.
Qin Feng saw this scene and Monk Zhang Er was confused, but he really didn't expect that Miss Cang would fight for her own things with the arguments of that bad old man who looked unusual at first sight.
It seems that she must have me in her heart, I'm so happy
After his body slowed down a bit, Qin Feng stood up and patted the dust off his body. He was about to reach out to take the second couplet when he saw Cang Feilan put the white scroll of the second couplet into the demon-slaying order on her waist without changing her expression.
The hands hanging in the air looked so embarrassed.
"Forehead"
"What's wrong?"
"Miss Cang, my second couplet."
"Second line, what second line?"
"that is."
"Don't waste your time, let's go in early."
Qin Feng stood frozen on the spot for an instant.
Old Man Baili sneered, lay down on the wicker chair again, and waved his fan leisurely, as if this ending had been expected by him.
Cang Feilan ignored it and took the lead to move forward, followed closely by Qin Feng. The two of them stepped into the gate of Tingyuxuan one after the other.
The old man reminded: "You are only allowed to browse the lower three floors."
When Qin Feng heard this, he raised his eyebrows. From the outside, the attic only had three floors. What the old man said was really incomprehensible.
But when he completely stepped into the attic, he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene before him. The style of the attic was like a spiral staircase in Western Europe, with each floor showing a circle. The surrounding walls were covered with all kinds of books.
I can't even count the number.
Looking up, the attic that looks small on the outside is actually nine stories high inside!
At the top of the attic, white mist shrouded, making it difficult to see clearly, as if it was the peak of the mountain reaching deep into the clouds!
"How is this possible?" Qin Feng looked in disbelief.
"This object is a treasure. It forms its own space. What you see outside is just its appearance." Cang Feilan looked around, with a trace of excitement in her light blue eyes. Under the black square scarf that covered her face, there was still light.
There was a slight sound of swallowing saliva.
"I'll look around and find some food, you can do whatever you want." Cang Feilan left these words and left.
Looking for something to eat? Is there anything else here besides books?
Qin Feng looked puzzled, then looked at Cang Feilan, who had already climbed up the stairs to the second floor.
"That's all, reading is more important. If I can memorize all the books here, even if the literary energy I absorb can't help me log into the ninth rank, it won't be too far off!"
Qin Feng suppressed his excitement and concentrated on his eyes. A golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he didn't waste a moment and began to quickly read through the books on the first floor.
Beside the gate of Tingyuxuan, an old man from Baili crossed his legs and squinted his eyes in a leisurely manner. The breeze blew by, blowing up the white hair on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly.
Time flies by quietly. When it comes, the sun is still shining in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the sun is already setting.
Qin Feng's movements never stopped, and the books in his hands changed one after another.
"This Ting Yuxuan is really amazing. There are many types of books, and each one is of high quality. The content is detailed and there are many annotations. In an environment like Daqian Dynasty that worshiped martial arts, it was not easy to collect these. Then
What is the identity of the old man?
Why would he stay in a remote place like Jinyang City?"
While confused, Qin Feng did not notice that a book on the right automatically moved its position and was transferred to his hand.
After he finished reading the current book, he picked it up and the book fell into his hands.
"Chaowen Jing? The title of the book is quite interesting."
Qin Feng flipped through the book and was about to read ten lines at a time, but what he saw on the first page made him freeze on the spot.
"This is actually a book about Wen Sheng Dao Tradition!"
The opening page of the homepage reads - Everything is inferior, only reading is superior!
Qin Feng's eyelids jumped when he saw this. If someone from Shenwu or Baigui Taoist saw these words, they would definitely tear this book to pieces.
He even speculated that there were almost no books about Wen Sheng Taoism on the market in Daqian. Could it be because the contents in them were so unsatisfactory?
"Most scholars in ancient times thought they were noble. This phenomenon seems to have not changed much even in Daqian who worshiped Wu."
The pages of the book turned quickly. Qin Feng read with great interest and gained a deeper understanding of the Wen Sheng Taoism.
Before, he only knew that the ninth rank of Literary Sage was to build the root, and the eighth rank was to enlighten the mind, but he did not know what the next realm was called, and there was a corresponding record in this "Chaowen Jing".
"Seventh level of righteousness, sixth level of hexagram destiny"