Chapter 702: A Realm of Humans and a Realm of Demons, Miss Mo's New Realm
Feng Wensheng frowned slightly while he was talking, and then he said happily: "When my junior brother had not entered the Holy Academy, I occasionally traveled to the world and saw him practicing sword in the forest, diligent and dedicated, so he wanted to solve his difficulties, but never thought about it.
After being taken over by Qinjiu, the junior brother traveled far away to Zhongzhou and finally passed on the lineage of Longshan. In just a few days, he could actually lead to the enlightenment of the Dharma. Maybe he could really change the world. The tenth junior brother stayed for a few days.
We will get together again when the junior brother completes his studies.”
Feng Wensheng disappeared in the secret room in a flash. When he appeared again, he was already in Gu Yusheng's room. At this time, the incense in front of the three paintings had not yet burned out. Feng Wensheng saw Gu Yusheng sitting cross-legged, his soul was frozen, but it was
He was surprised in secret with extremely rare spatial ripples.
"Fourth Senior Brother."
Gu Yusheng suppressed the strange things that had just happened and stood up to pay homage.
"My junior brother, have you read this saint's book?"
Gu Yusheng nodded.
Feng Wensheng saw that Gu Yusheng was still full of soul after comprehending the saint's books, and he was even more surprised. He took out the 72 books left by the most saints and great scholars and placed them one by one in front of Gu Yusheng.
"My junior brother, the former master sets rules that all disciples in the back mountain must comprehend and remember the classics left by the saints and wise men. If there is an accident in one day, the human race will not be cut off. These seventy-two great scholars will leave behind.
Although the classics that are given are not entirely secret books or supernatural powers, if you can understand your own great way from them, you will definitely be able to walk into a different path than your predecessors in the future.”
Feng Wensheng picked up a classic book at will.
"Now, I will teach you on behalf of the Master. Please keep your soul and not be distracted."
Feng Wensheng picked up the ruler on the table, sat upright, and turned the pages.
"The stars are circling, the sun and the moon are changing, and the four seasons are changing. The changes of yin and yang, the wind and rain are spreading, all things are harmonious and live in life, and people in the world are wise and avoid death."
The insights written by Fengwen Sheng recited the saint's great scholar and peeked at the saint's great way. In an instant, the ink in the entire study was fragrant. When every word was heard, Gu Yusheng felt that his soul was washed, and the manifestation that had been hidden deep in the soul
Zhao Mizang and Yinghui were moved to him, listening to his text and understanding his meaning. Gu Yusheng only felt that the wasteland in his body became extremely docile under this strange power of education.
The compatibility between his soul and body is stronger.
What made Gu Yusheng even more surprised was that the laws of heaven and earth were like a saint wielding ink, his pen was as brilliant as a sword, and his sword was as...
As Fengwen Shengshu read the cultural treasures left by the seventy-two great saints, Gu Yusheng seemed to be in chaos. What he learned and obtained in the past few years even includes the secret scripts of the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, the demon clan, and the demon clan.
The skill of the exercise is advanced and mixed with a drop of ink.
If you understand all dharmas, you will be able to understand your intentions.
Gu Yusheng fell into an enlightenment, his body had ink patterns surging, presenting the dignity of Dharma. The adult crown that Mo Fanchen wore in the past appeared and appeared faintly. Gradually, Gu Yusheng had a literary palace, a courage, a literary heart, and all kinds of things in front of him.
All of them were the lifelong requests of Confucian scholars in the Saint Academy Shushan, but they easily appeared in Gu Yusheng.
Feng Wensheng was happy when he saw the strange Dharma appearance that appeared on Gu Yusheng, and did not dare to pause at all. From beginning to end, he integrated the subtle meanings of his lifelong practice.
The evil spirit of the heart that Gu Yusheng had accumulated over the years was being forced out of his body little by little, and the distracting thoughts that disturbed his soul were peeled off from his soul like silk.
As time passed, sweat gradually emerged from Feng Wensheng's forehead.
Although he is the only one in the sixteen states who has a view of the stars of Wenqu and written by the saint, he is the only one who knows his own situation. His avenue is not perfect, because he looks at the sky, and it is the sky in the sixteen states.
The stars and constellations have not yet understood the true mystery. He educated the Master on his behalf and enlightened the wisdom of heaven and earth to integrate into his body for his junior brother, and he would also consume a lot of great energy.
Since the last time he failed to pass the tribulation, Feng Wensheng felt that he was rejected by the power of heaven and earth all the time, and his life span was about to end. At most, in a few years, his soul would dissipate and his body would turn into corruption.
It is precisely because he foresaw his unchangeable destiny that Feng Wensheng wanted to do something meaningful when his life spans.
Seeing that the younger brother was so young, he could understand the wisdom hidden in the books of the saints and sages, he secretly felt relieved that even if he spent some of his life, he would have to finish reading these 72 books of the most saints and great scholars.
The stars in the sky change, the east is white, and the west is colorful.
Day and night, day after day.
The incense in front of the painting niche is about to burn.
In the secret room, Feng Wensheng is already old, his frost is all white, and his face is old.
at this time.
He has read the classics left by seventy-two great scholars.
The younger junior Gu Yusheng, opposite the table, was still in a state of sudden enlightenment. The Dharma appearances shown in the past few days were different until the end, and they were all made into sword boxes.
On the top of Gu Yusheng's head, the Qingping Sword floated out. It had been bladed and was extremely sharp. However, under the baptism of the Book of the Saint, the Qingping Sword gradually restrained its sharpness.
The sharp blade is on the table.
The heart blade is hidden.
When Feng Wensheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved. The evil in the world is everywhere, and it has not affected Gu Yusheng's nature and goodness.
No wonder he became the new sword-bearing man.
Feng Wensheng put down the classics in his hand, thought about it, took out the books he wrote, and recited them one by one.
This book was written by him for a hundred years when he had been guarding Qingpingshan. His lifelong efforts and great ways were all in it, and he had not accepted disciples. He thought about teaching on behalf of Master and passed it on to Gu Yusheng.
But with Feng Wensheng's recitation, the Qingping Sword above Gu Yusheng's head suddenly rushed out of the sky light. The end of the sky light was blocked away. The real sky was seen by Feng Wensheng for the first time, and the vast and dazzling stars were
Feng Wensheng's eyes gradually became brighter. Among the thousands of stars, he was looking for the destiny Wenqu star that belonged to him.
A star was shining brightly, as if it had fallen into Feng Wensheng's eyebrows.
Feng Wensheng, who had no lifespan and had an old face, had a huge change in his body after the stars fell into his eyebrows. His body was covered with layers of stars, his white hair faded and his black hair was bright, and his face was in full bloom.
Year.
The book he wrote was filled with countless stars.
Feng Wensheng slowly raised his right hand and stretched out to Cangqiong. He followed his hand to see Cangqiong's original appearance, and suddenly burst into laughter:
"In this life, there are no regrets!"
Feng Wensheng's thoughts that had been imprisoned for hundreds of years were broken and his great way was perfect.
The great Confucian spirit turns into a blue-robed Confucian robe, a robe with a robe on his head, and a sturdy spirit.
It was at this moment.
Gu Yusheng, who was originally in sudden enlightenment, opened his eyes.
He bowed and said, "Congratulations to the Fourth Senior Brother."
Feng Wensheng looked up at the sword falling from the sky and was taken into the box by Gu Yusheng. He understood everything in an instant and sighed: "I didn't expect that my senior brother would actually benefit from the junior brother.
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"Fourth Senior Brother, I have received your teachings these days. My kindness is like a teacher, and I will be rewarded."