At this moment, Gu Changsheng's body was on the Wen Palace Spirit Platform.
In addition to the cultural aura, there is also a solid silver mist that is more than one foot long, swirling and dancing.
This silver mist is naturally the talent in Gu Changsheng's chest.
That is to say, there are no great scholars present at this time, and no one has spied on the details of Gu Changsheng and Wen Gong Lingtai. Otherwise, if the news spreads, I am afraid it will cause a big sensation.
There is more than ten feet of talent, if measured by inches.
At this moment, Gu Changsheng had accumulated fifteen inches of talent in his chest.
This has not yet taken into account the seven inches of talent he stored in that silver bell bottle.
If the two are added together.
Gu Changsheng, who is currently just a small ninth-level Confucian cultivator in the Qi-nurturing Realm, has accumulated more than two feet of talent!
And this accumulation of talent.
Historically, only great Confucians of rank six or above were able to accumulate it!
However, Gu Changsheng didn't care about such a result.
after all.
Although his fifteen inches of talent are many, he has accumulated them all along the way by constantly offering sacrifices to the projections of famous paintings of Nankang literati from past dynasties in the mountain of books.
in other words.
The literati of Nankang have passed down the projections of so many famous paintings for thousands of years.
If you add up all these items, they are only worth fifteen inches. Oh, no.
Deducting the more than two inches of talent that I originally had, it is only twelve or thirteen inches of talent.
It sounds like a lot, but in comparison, Gu Changsheng feels that it is a little less.
"However, we haven't reached the top yet."
Gu Changsheng looked forward.
After the tenth floor, there are three more floors.
With each level you climb, the vision manifested in the Book Mountain will become more and more perfect, and naturally, more and more precious masterpieces will appear.
Other projections of masterpieces such as poetry manuscripts, piano music, and chess scores cannot be used for sacrifice, but as long as there are projections of paintings, they can be transformed into talents by oneself.
Wait until you get to the thirteenth floor.
"You can't tell me, but the accumulation of talents in my chest can reach three feet in one fell swoop!"
Gu Changsheng looked forward to it so much.
But, soon, his expectations were dashed.
On the eleventh floor, there are only two paintings of famous paintings, which can be used for sacrifice.
On the twelfth floor, there is only one article.
On the thirteenth floor, the highest floor, it is also the place where the most precious projections of Nankang’s masterpieces from past dynasties gather.
Gu Changsheng was dumbfounded to find that when he arrived here, there was not even a projection of a painting!
"This is really..."
I originally thought it could reach three feet.
But in the end, it was only about nineteen inches, minus the accumulation of talents that I had originally.
The total number of projections of Nankang's masterpieces of painting from past dynasties is only worth seventeen inches, which is a bit embarrassing to say!
But, after calming down.
Gu Changsheng also understood the reason for this.
In the final analysis, it is the decline of Hua Dao itself.
If the road to the fifth level of painting is cut off, it will not only cut off the future and prospects of painting cultivators.
It also makes painting cultivators less talented, and even those who are talented in painting will give up painting and switch to other majors such as Confucianism.
At most, I can just practice painting at the same time.
But, after all, not everyone can be like Gu Changsheng, with the help of the God-Sacrifice Painting Palace.
If you are unable to do two things with one mind, and you study painting at the same time, no matter how talented you are, your achievements will be limited. In the Nankang Tower, in the mountain of cultural books, the number of masterpieces on painting is rare, and the quality is low.
It is not difficult to understand.
Shaking his head slightly, Gu Changsheng was quite open-minded.
Although he majored in painting and was considered a member of the painters, he should feel depressed and melancholy as the painting profession declined like this, but Gu Changsheng was very free and easy.
So what if the fifth-grade road is broken?
"If I can't find a new path even with the help of the God-Sacrifice Painting Palace, which is extremely talented, then it will be useless for me to be depressed and worried at the moment."
"If I have extraordinary talent, with the help of the God Sacrifice Painting Palace, I will open up a new path for painting in the future, changing the situation where the road is blocked after the fifth grade."
"Then why do I need to be sad and depressed right now?"
not to mention.
Not to mention anything else, this time I climbed up the stairs and collected the little twenty-inch talent along the way.
Gu Changsheng was quite surprised!
This is a real unexpected surprise and unexpected gain.
If you still have a sad face after earning money with such talent, then you are really greedy.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Gu Changsheng withdrew his attention from the altar in his chest, moved his eyes forward, and looked ahead.
What comes into view is a rather unique and elegant small living room, which can only accommodate one person, reading and painting.
This living room was originally ethereal and seemed to stand above the mountain of books.
It's not like it exists in reality.
However, when Gu Changsheng was able to break through the projection of the book mountain on the thirteenth floor, the projection of the book mountain dissipated, and the small living room fell directly and appeared in front of Gu Changsheng.
"Is it the thirteenth floor of Nankang Building..."
Looking at the small small room in front of him, and looking back, Gu Changsheng saw an extremely narrow and steep long ladder with no bottom, but if he looked carefully, he could see it. What kind of long ladder was there?
The thirteen-story stairs that supported Gu Changsheng's ascent were actually volumes of Confucian classics, famous songs handed down from ancient times, chess games through the ages, and famous paintings... These collections of literature and culture, accumulated from small to large, gathered sand into a tower, and turned into this way to reach the sky.
ladder.
And at the top of the book mountain is this small room that seems to be quite small.
But, when Gu Changsheng entered the small room.
Regardless of his state of mind, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and immediately.
The corners of the young national scholar's mouth could not help but turn up slightly, and boundless emotion and surprise appeared in his eyes!
"No matter how helpful this Nankang rooftop is to your cultivation."
“Just because of the view before me, it’s not in vain for me to go to the top floor!”
It's a small room, but there is a large window sill.
Walking into it, sitting at the table, reading, painting, composing music, and talking with calligraphers, you can see the beautiful scenery outside the window with every move you make.
The mountains are vast and steep, towering into the clouds.
Magnificent, magnificent.
But if you look carefully, it's not difficult to find.
That majestic mountain, steep peaks, from bottom to top, from beginning to end.
They are all compiled from volumes of classics, strategies, chess and piano music scores, paintings and poems.
Climb Shushan and Climb the Wenlou, aiming for the top.
You won't know until you reach the top.
It turns out that after climbing the mountain, there is another mountain, and after climbing the stairs, there is still the first floor.
There is no limit to the sea of learning.
Each mountain is higher than the other!
…
In Nankang Tower, Gu Changsheng's mind returned to calm as he climbed all the way to the top.
Just like what he said, the scenery he saw when he climbed to the top of Nankang Tower, coupled with the strange phenomenon of Shushan seen along the way, made this mountain climbing destined to be extremely difficult for others.
The journey has turned into a journey of spiritual cultivation.
Even if Gu Changsheng relied on the increase of the God-Sacrifice Painting Palace, the whole process of climbing the stairs was extremely easy. At this moment, looking at the lofty mountains of books and the grand scenery of soaring clouds, he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart.
However, the most important thing, and what moved Gu Changsheng's heart the most, was not these.