There is righteousness in the sky and the earth, and they are mixed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars..." Lin Tian looked at the writing on the white rice paper. He only felt that there was a clear air, lingering and transpiration, sometimes turning into
The mountains sometimes turn into stars, sun and moon, and the majestic energy flows, which makes people feel admiration in their hearts. This righteous song is from Confucian Chinese culture. Originally it was just an ordinary poem. But when written by this old scholar, it became
It is a majestic spirit that lasts forever and a strong righteousness. Every word seems to be alive. The words are like runes, clustered and arranged, like a vast sea, splendid and beautiful chapters, hiding the universe. "Senior has a profound cultivation, in this painting calligraphy
His attainments have reached an incredible level, and he can be called a great Confucian. His disciples have poor eyesight and shallow knowledge, and dare not make rash judgments on themselves. They just feel that in this vast world, there is so much righteousness that perhaps even three-thirds of it is contained in this piece of paper."
The world is righteous, and this song of righteousness deserves three points? Lin Tian's flattering words immediately made the corners of the old scholar's mouth slightly raised. Scholars are proud, and have been like this since ancient times. This boy is very smart. He doesn't presume to judge, he doesn't understand.
Pretending to understand, this compliment is comforting to hear. At least the flattery is on point. "You can see Haoran's aura, which is actually an extraordinary understanding. I have been in Sword Sect for more than ten years, and you are only the first
Two people who can feel the awe-inspiring spirit. In the eyes of ordinary people, this article is just a piece of cursive writing."
The old scholar shook his head. Then he asked: "You came here today because you want to choose a new method? The cultivation method of the True Yuan Realm is on the second floor. You shouldn't come here."
When Lin Tian heard this, he did not hide anything. He directly replied: "To be honest, I was lucky enough to see the picture of Kunpeng swallowing the dragon painted by my senior. At that time, I was blind and mistakenly thought it was a swan goose. After I returned, I suddenly realized that I understood something from it.
The body technique is not complete. I came here today because I want to ask my senior to let me take another look at the complete Kunpeng picture."
"Can you recognize the Kunpeng in the painting and understand the movement skills?"
The old scholar was a little surprised. He recalled that Lin Tian had said that he had benefited a lot from the painting. Unexpectedly, he actually learned a secret skill from the painting. This did not surprise him. The picture of Kunpeng swallowing the dragon was indeed painted by him.
The technique incorporates a trace of Kunpeng's charm, but it is very vague and incomplete. Even he did not really master the comprehension. That's why he painted it into a painting and preserved it. Lin Tian really has such a terrifying understanding.
, how wonderful it is to be able to understand Kunpeng? Thinking of this, the old scholar couldn't help but be curious. So he raised his hand, and suddenly flicked the brush in his hand. The ink immediately flew out, turned into a dark blade, and struck directly at Lin Tian. "Let me see.
look."
The jet-black ink flew towards the face, and under the infusion of mana, it was like a black ocean. It swelled in the wind, and it was overwhelming. It seemed vaguely like a giant black python, winding and roaring, coming to kill. So strong! This old scholar is so strong!
, with a casual strike, he has the power to turn decay into magic. His cultivation level is probably not much lower than that of the headmaster Li Taibai. Fortunately, his move is just a test, there is no killing intention, and the power is controlled very well.
Lin Tian quickly activated his true energy. It condensed on his back and turned into a pair of transparent light wings. The wingspan was one foot, which was much longer than when he first learned. When the wings vibrated, the whole person flew out like lightning, and the energy rolled out.
The books were flying around him, and he perfectly avoided the ink that was coming. "It's interesting."
When the old scholar saw this, his eyes lit up slightly. As he spoke, he pressed his palm lightly, and his magic power surged, as if the storm of energy had been stagnated. All the books around him returned to their original places, straight and even flying.
The few drops of ink that went out also flew back and fell into the inkstone. "Your movement does have a hint of Kunpeng's charm. But it's just superficial. As everyone knows, Kunpeng's speed is not just fast. When the speed reaches
To a certain extent, this is also a killing move, it can tear the heaven and the earth apart and shatter the space."
The old scholar said, slowly turning around and sighing slightly. "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. In fact, I have never seen the real Kunpeng. It was an ancient alien species. I'm afraid it no longer exists in this world today. Old man
I just saw a similar drawing in a deserted place, and after studying it for many years, I still couldn't get the essence of it, so I copied it for preservation. When you came, the drawing was not completed yet, so you can have this
The realization shows that the understanding is astonishing, and it is also related to this thing."
As he spoke, the old scholar waved his hand. The sleeves of his robe fluttered, revealing the universe inside. A scroll flew out from it. It was the picture of the Kunpeng swallowing the dragon that he made that day. "I have studied this painting for many years, but I still can't understand the magic in it.
Even if I copy it, it can only be used as a magic weapon and is of no great use. Since you are destined, I will give it to you."
As he spoke, he waved his hand. The picture of Kunpeng swallowing a dragon had fallen into Lin Tian's hands. The scroll opened. Lin Tian saw the giant Kunpeng bird spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, soaring among the clouds and mist, catching a
The dragon is about to devour it. It is magnificent and fierce! The clouds in the painting seem to be able to float, like smoke, sometimes covering the Kunpeng, sometimes revealing a huge feathered wing, whistling like a knife... "It's so powerful.
!The remaining images of Kunpeng in this painting seem to have spirituality. If I use my true energy to inspire them, I can even release them!"
"Of course. This is the magical power of Confucian painting. The objects in the painting can be driven by power and are truly lifelike. The value of this Kunpeng painting is no less than a high-grade magic weapon. If you meet someone who is invincible,
You can release Kunpeng's residual image, but it can only be used once, and the painting will be destroyed after use."
The sword spirit said secretly, "Is it a one-time high-grade magic weapon?"
Lin Tian secretly marveled. When he came here today, he originally just wanted to borrow the painting to look at it. Unexpectedly, the old scholar was so generous and directly gave the painting to him. This made Lin Tian a little too surprised. He quickly said: "
Senior, this painting is too valuable. I just need to borrow it and look at it..." "It's just a painting. For me, as long as I have a pen, I can paint as much as I want. If you want to borrow the painting and look at it, it's mine that's being delayed.
Time, if it doesn’t work once, and the next time comes, will I still be tired to death?”
The old scholar shook his head. He gave Lin Tiankun the picture of the Peng Swallowing the Dragon. Firstly, he felt that Lin Tian had a good understanding and was destined for it. Secondly, he did not want Lin Tian to bother him again because of this painting. He liked peace and quiet very much.
That’s why I hide in this library, painting and writing poems alone. I don’t want anyone to disturb me if it’s not necessary. “Take the painting, let’s go, don’t bother me if you have nothing to do. I don’t have much time left, and there are still many things left.”
Something needs to be written.”
After saying that, he ignored Lin Tian, lowered his head, continued to hold the pen, and began to write. "Thank you, senior, for your kindness. I will keep this kindness in my heart, and I also ask your senior to tell me the name, at least let me know who I owe the kindness to."
.”
"Su San."
The old scholar replied without raising his head. Su San? It is a very ordinary-sounding name. It seems inconsistent with his status as a great scholar. But when it came to this, Lin Tian did not dare to disturb him anymore. He immediately hurriedly
He bowed and saluted sincerely, and then withdrew with the picture of Kun Peng Swallowing the Dragon. "Teacher, Senior Su San said that he doesn't have long to live. Is it true? He doesn't look very old.
With his cultivation level, living for hundreds of years is not a problem at all, right?"
After leaving the library, Lin Tian asked curiously. Hearing this, Jianhun shook his head and said: "Confucian practice is different from Buddhism and Taoism. It is a unique path. It cultivates talent, righteousness, and the family, the country, and the world. Therefore,
Confucian monks are often powerful and powerful, but they have to withstand the downfall of the country, the backlash of the country, and the loss of mental strength. Therefore, Confucian monks cannot live forever. Living a hundred years is considered immortal. Unless they become Confucian sages and are equivalent to martial arts gods.
But life span is long. But since ancient times, only a few people such as Confucius have achieved the status of literary saints. Although the scholar has some skills, he is only limited to the knowledge of calligraphy and painting. If he wants to become a god or a saint,
It's still far from it. He probably wanted to write a book in his last moments, and maybe there would be a chance to go further."
Lin Tian did not expect that there is such a secret in Confucian practice. No wonder there are very few Confucian masters in this world. It is not because Confucianism is not strong, but because their life span is too short and they have to become saints within a limited time.
, all the energy is spent on making meritorious deeds. How can there be time to compete with other monks? The kind of great Confucian who can make meritorious deeds and achieve the status of a saint is rare to see only a few in a thousand years.
At least for now, Lin Tian has not heard of such a person. "Okay, Confucian matters have nothing to do with you. You don't practice Confucian methods, so there is no point in thinking about these. Since you are preparing to go to the South China Sea, hurry up.
, let’s see if we can learn something more from this picture of Kunpeng swallowing a dragon.”
"good!"
Hearing this, Lin Tian nodded. Then he set off and returned to the Qingyang Peak Cave. First he found his sister Lin Yu and told her that he planned to go to the South China Sea. Lin Yu has now begun to practice and understands the hard work and pain of practice.
It was difficult. Naturally, she understood Lin Tian's pressure better. He was going to have a life-and-death showdown with Chu Yang within three years. Of course, he had to do everything possible to improve himself. It was impossible to stay in the cave all day long and work behind closed doors. So she was also very sensible. Nodding.
Said: "Brother, you can go with ease, don't worry about me. Tianchi Cave is very safe, and I have started to practice now. I will be able to condense the Yin Talisman soon, and I will definitely have no problem in protecting myself. Maybe when you come back, I
He has also become a true master of magical powers, and I will be able to help you defeat that Chu Yang when the time comes!"
The little girl waved her fist and said. Lin Tian couldn't help feeling bitter when he heard this. He actually didn't want Xiaoyu to condense the Yin Talisman too early, because by that time, the Yin Queen might come and take her away.
Lin Tian still felt a little uncomfortable at the thought of being separated from his sister in the future. But he didn't show it. Things are unpredictable, and no one knows what the future will be like. Rather than thinking so far ahead, it's better to do the things in front of you.
"Speaking of the Yin Fu Jing, this is also an opportunity. After I leave the Jianzong, I can further test the Yin Queen. If she has any bad intentions, she will definitely take advantage of this opportunity. Teacher, I will bother you when the time comes. Stay
Some back-ups, just in case!”
Lin Tian said in his heart. Hearing this, Sword Soul couldn't help laughing. "You kid, you are getting more and more sophisticated and cunning. Don't worry, I will leave a soul mark on your sister. If the Yin Queen has
If she does anything inappropriate, I can at least severely injure her."
"Well, if there is nothing unusual about Queen Yin during my absence, and she treats Xiaoyu kindly, it means that she does not have any ill intentions. Even if Xiaoyu is asked to go to Xuanyin Palace with her in the future, I will be relieved."
After arranging these things, Lin Tian no longer wasted time and went directly back to his cave to start studying the Kunpeng Swallowing Dragon Picture.