The young man extended his right hand to Shen Tang, with the palm facing upward.
Shen Tang was puzzled. After hesitating for a while, he put his right hand up and tilted his head to ask him.
"Like this?"
The young man looked at her with an indifferent expression, his eyes speechless, as if asking her "What do you think?".
So Shen Tang retracted his right hand as if he was electrocuted.
"Concentrate the energy in the palm of your hand."
Seeing that Shen Tang was still confused, the young man had to speak up and give some advice. He thought that what he said was clear enough, but Shen Tang didn't even know what "qi" was.
Seeing that Shen Tang was silent for a long time, he had no choice but to say: "When you used the spirit of speech just now, did you feel anything traveling out from the elixir palace along the meridians? That is 'qi'. Now try to remove it from the elixir." Is it possible to tune it out and condense it in the palm of your hand?"
Things like Yanling are not successful every time. This involves a proficiency issue.
The young gentleman in front of me can forcefully compete with the third-grade hairpin with his literary heart, and the effect of the spirit of speech is strong, so he shouldn't understand nothing.
The young man spoke clearly, and Shen Tang carefully recalled the mysterious and strange feeling from before.
Qi, Danfu, Yanling, Wenxin...
After a while, she vaguely caught something, and guided the thing slowly like it was swimming in the palm of her hand.
Finally——
A colorless air ball gradually took shape, expanded from the size of a pea to the size of a fist, and floated an inch away from the palm of your hand.
Shen Tang looked up at the young man and asked him: "Sir, is this 'qi'? It's really amazing... What kind of literary mind am I?"
Since this energy appeared, the young man lowered his eyes slightly, and most of his face was hidden in the shadows. His expression was not very clear, but Shen Tang was sure that the latter's eyes fell on the palm of her hand. She felt that something was not right in the atmosphere. , so he asked again.
The young man came back to his senses and responded: "You can refine and solidify this 'qi' again, just like me."
As he spoke, a light cyan cyclone quickly appeared in the young man's outstretched right hand. At first glance, it looked like a mist, but after two breaths it turned into a thick, gelatinous dark cyan color. Finally, it turned into a baby's fist under Shen Tang's gaze. Large and small, a strange dark blue monogram.
Seeing Shen Tang's curiosity, the young man took the initiative to hand over the monogram.
The monogram is exquisite in shape, with the seal script "Liupin Zhongxia" engraved on the side and "Qi Shi Yuanliang" engraved in the same handwriting on the bottom.
"Your name is Qi Yuanliang?"
If this is his name, then the middle and lower grades of the sixth grade should be his Wenxin grade.
The young man said: "I pray that someone's name will be good and his character will be good."
While talking, he stared into Shen Tang's eyes.
Seeing that the latter's eyes were clean and he didn't show any contempt for Wenxin, who was a middle-class and low-grade person, he was slightly satisfied and his expression didn't look so alienated.
Shen Tang said habitually: "It's a really good name."
He is both "good" and "good". He seems to be a good person.
I prayed that I would be speechless after hearing this.
Shen Tang handed the monogram back.
"I probably know what to do."
Learn how to compress the cyclone inward according to the prayer demonstration. The cyclone gradually changes from colorless to milky-white gel, and then from milky-white gel to a small transparent crystal-like object.
Shen Tang finally lost his temper and hurriedly looked at the side of the monogram.
Result——
"Hey, why are there no words?"
"No words?"
Although he said this, Qi Shan's voice did not sound surprised, as if he had expected it.
Shen Tang handed over his monogram and said doubtfully: "There is indeed no wording on the side, only the bottom."
Engraved at the bottom are four wild seal scripts with flying dragons and phoenixes——
"Shen's Young Pear".
"Shen... You... Li? You really are not a descendant of the Gong family." Because the monogram is transparent, it is a bit difficult to read the words on it. Qishan squinted slightly and commented while looking at the words at the bottom, "But, Young Master, you are too delicate for this nickname..."
At first glance, I thought it was a girl’s maiden name.
Shen Tang: "..."
She has given up explaining that she is a girl.
Since the world assumes that a man is a man if he has a Wenxin, there is no benefit to her jumping out to defend her, whether others believe it or not. Misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, wait until she understands why she has a Wenxin or is strong enough, so as not to be regarded as a heretic and killed.
"Mr. Qi, my name is Shen Tang."
"The leaves of Tangli are rouge-colored, and the buckwheat flowers are blooming with the fragrance of white snow." Qishan showed a faint smile and said, "It's also a good name."
Shen Tang: "..."
Although she really wanted to say her name was "Shen Tang", Youli was a random pseudonym with no special meaning.
However, people think so, and she can't pour cold water on Xiu Yi when she shows off the ink in her belly, so she can only accept the praise. What she is most concerned about at the moment is what level her literary skills are.
"Mr. Qi, what kind of literary mind am I?"
Unexpectedly, Qishan asked her: "Which one do you want?"
Shen Tang: "What does this mean???"
Qishan went on to talk about something else.
"Unlike the twenty ranks of Wudan, Wenxin only has nine ranks. The first rank is upper and higher, the second rank is upper and middle, the third rank is upper and lower, and in order, the ninth rank is lower and lower. Wudan can break through and be promoted through acquired tempering, and those with high talent can even reach the rank of Marquis Lieche, the Wenxin is born according to the grade it is. I am a Wenxin among the sixth grade. I am not as good as the top but more than the bottom. So, what grade do you want you to be?"
Shen Tang was surprised: "This... can I still think about it?"
Qishan said: "If it were someone else, it wouldn't be possible, but if you meet me, I can help you."
Shen Tang was confused.
Her intuition told her that there was something in the prayers.
But they didn't explain much, they just hinted in a low voice: "It is not a good thing for a child to spend money in a busy city."
Shen Tang subconsciously tensed up his nerves.
What is this Wenxin that is so serious?
Co-authoring this time traveler benefit will also lead to death.
Shen Tang also suppressed his curiosity that could kill a cat. He didn't go into details and just asked: "How many literary talents can be disguised?"
Qishan himself is a "sixth-grade middle-lower" literary mind, and the literary mind cannot be changed. The grade of the literary mind is the same as the one he was born with, so it is definitely impossible for him to help people really change the literary mind's grade, so all he can do is pretend.< /p>
In this case——
Shen Tang probed: "Then - is it okay to go up to the first grade?"
Qi Shan almost laughed at her question.
"The first grade of Wen Xin is a saint's grade, but it is a false grade. Only princes holding the national seal can possess it. Are you looking for death?"
Shen Tang lowered his eyes and glanced at his own monogram.
"Then it's safer to pretend to be a ninth-grade inferior."
"Nine-grade inferior? Ha, you are quite smart."
When the four seal characters "九品下下" appeared on the side of the monogram, Shen Tang played with the transparent monogram and didn't know what to do with it.
"How do you take this thing back?"
"Why are you taking it back? It's used to prove your identity. Even a 'nine-grade' Wenxin is better than an ordinary person."
In this chaotic era where one generation can change two nationalities, the lives of ordinary people are worse than straw, not to mention that Shen Tang is still a prisoner who has been sent to escape.
The words carved behind the ears were made using special means and will never be removed unless the ears are cut off.
However, if you have a monogram and cover it with earrings, most police officers will not dare to check it when they see it, which is equivalent to ensuring safety.