Dou Zhao's eyes were like a knife, piercing the old man's body. Wherever he passed, people and gods made changes.
Everyone might be thinking, or they might just be silent. In short, no one caught Dou Zhao's gaze. He cut the wind and leaves all the way, and finally landed on Qin Zhizhen, who closed the door casually.
Qin Zhizhen did not smile triumphantly, although he wanted to laugh a little.
He has a steady character, and can express his emotions and anger. He steadily catches Dou Zhao's eyes and moves forward without hesitation.
The black clothes on his body are like iron clothes, neat and cold. The shadow of Emperor Yama held in the palm of his hand has gathered a mysterious light source, shrouding him in a layer of faint and noble light.
He put this hand behind his back, pressed the other hand on the handle of the knife, and walked forward slowly...
Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, and hold your head high.
"Our Great Qin Empire has always attached great importance to cultural governance. Qin was reading scriptures at the age of three and enlightened with "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er"..."
He was thinking and talking. After all, the distance was too short. He only said this and walked to the screen wall.
The advantage of carefully considering every word is that you don't have to worry about being slapped in the face. Before he could even mock him, he had already grasped the complexity of the essay question - it would take three to five hours to write this article. If
Taking into account the need for perfection and repeated revisions and carvings, it will take eight hours or more. Also considering the situation of missing strokes and correcting mistakes...
It would be great if Gan Changan was here! That guy is a master of writing, it's no big deal, he can write down the people who asked the questions.
He thought of a very wonderful sentence, but did not say it - "Everyone looks at the ocean and sighs, but I am happy to see it."
"It seems that this question is not difficult?" Dou Zhao asked at the right time.
Qin Zhizhen grinned and smiled brightly: "Why, is it difficult for a cabinet member?"
Douzhao nodded generously: "It's a little more complicated than pressing you to the ground and beating you."
Qin Zhizhen said: "So you don't know how."
"Don't just talk." Dou Zhao raised his chin and motioned for him to solve the problem.
Qin Zhizhen strode forward, and when he was about to hit the screen wall, he raised his hand and tore it apart——
【Refining the Void】!
There is a gap in the void, as if a door has been opened in the screen wall. The entire sight range is filled with trembling spatial light.
He walked straight in, the void rippled like water ripples, and the wall looked as new as new.
Dou Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to curse but afraid that he wouldn't hear.
Moving the examination room away and leaving through the back door is also called solving problems? Is the Great Qin Empire so focused on civility!? It’s really Xidi!
"It can be passed like this, but if we don't solve this problem, the problem will always exist, and it is difficult to say that it will not affect the subsequent development..." Huang Sheli walked forward: "Leave it to me."
As she spoke, she was filled with auras of inspiration, blooming like a lotus flower.
There was a faint shadow of a bodhi tree floating on her fluttering yellow robe.
The eyes hide the thunder tower, and the heart opens to the bodhi tree.
At this time, they had realized that Shushan's decision to ask Zhao Wuyan to replace Zhong Xuanyin was not unreasonable. Perhaps he had calculated something and planned to ask Zhao Wuyan to solve the problem in a similar situation... But it was not necessary.
Everyone gathered together today. Taixu Pavilion has Taixu Pavilion’s way of doing things, and no one needs to arrange it.
The yellow relic has not yet formally awakened to the state of enlightenment. Just by arousing [Bodhi], inspirations have appeared frequently, and literary thoughts have surged. The hidden links in the text of this Mo Mingxiong treatise almost jumped out to her one by one.
But there was someone dressed in white who had already passed her.
"Why is it so complicated?"
Zhongxuan Zun smiled casually, carrying a moon wheel knife with his big sleeves fluttering, and walked to the text screen wall.
Everyone was waiting for his good article, and he did raise his sword, but it was just a stroke——
In an instant, the light of the sword is like cutting through snow!
Huang Relic thought he was going to smash the screen wall directly. He didn't know whether to scold him for his recklessness or praise his grace. He felt stupid and handsome at the same time. Under the bodhi tree, he still felt complicated.
But after the sword light passed by, everything in front of me was empty!
There are two thousand three hundred and sixty-one characters on the screen, like heavy snow falling in the air.
Suddenly the snow fell and the words were written again.
It's still the same words, but it has turned into a completely different article, and it happens to be an almost perfect response to the previous article.
The letters are arranged into steps, forming an arch bridge. Clear water flows under the bridge hole.
It turns out that the solution to this question also has this key requirement - the answer is framed in the question. It must not only analyze the meaning of the text, not only the context, but also use a combination of these words to respond to another combination.
I am afraid that only Zhong Xuanzun, who can cut off all nonsense with one glance, can directly reveal those obscure text traps and point his sword at the final answer.
The wall of words illuminated the wall and turned into an arch bridge of words, spanning the river of time.
Pedestrians can come and go on the bridge.
"Great article!" Jiang Wang, tired of waiting, praised sincerely: "Brother Chongxuan lifts his sword like a poem, he is really a scholar!"
Zhong Xuanzun casually grasped the long knife and turned it into moonlight. He stepped onto the arch bridge lightly and lightly. Hearing such praise, he shook his head: "It's neat, but not perfect."
"This article could have had a more exciting discussion, but the person who wrote the topic used self-righteous so-called ingenuity to frame the response in these words."
He sighed softly: "It's more important than the ax and the chisel, and it's less important than the spiritual energy. This is also a common problem of Qinku Academy."
Jiang Wang stopped talking.
Everyone crossed the bridge in silence.
After crossing the stone bridge, there is snow. There is a bamboo forest on the vast snow, and there is Qin Zhizhen's back.
This guy was probably a little embarrassed, squatting there alone and doing something busy.
The snow here greatly suppresses the five senses. Even with Jiang Wang's eyesight, he can only see vaguely——
Qin Zhizhen seemed to be erecting some kind of monument and was carefully carving it out with the ink knife.
It makes people feel heavy...could it be for someone to build a tomb and engrave a monument?
In the entire Qinku Academy, there is no one else who has this kind of friendship with Qin Zhizhen...
"What are you doing?" Dou Zhao raised his feet and walked over, standing behind Qin Zhizhen, half-bent down, looking at his carvings, his tone was obviously relaxed: "You can just practice all the way to the end! With Da Qin
Imperial Wenzhi, you, old man, are still waiting for us here in person?"
Qin Zhizhen did not look back or reply, and said very seriously: "This bamboo forest in the snow is a very complicated seal. I am trying to crack it."
"I understand." Dou Zhao nodded: "The void is also sealed!"
No one said anything, after all, it was enough for Dou Zhao to scold Qin Zhizhen.
Qin Zhizhen could not scold Douzhao, and he was somewhat unreasonable, so he simply said nothing and focused on solving the blockade of the town.
When I thought of Douzhao, who was helpless, crossing the text screen in such a graceful way, I felt that the sounds in my ears were just the buzzing of flies, which was very powerless.
After scolding for a while, Jiang Wang stood up: "I want to say something fair——"
"Minister Qin is busy with business. If you have anything to argue about, why can't you wait out?" He was compassionate and sincere, and his Buddha nature came out: "You must put the overall situation first, Brother Dou!"
Dou Zhao's teeth were itching with hatred. If he hadn't put the overall situation first, Tianxiao Dao would have chopped them off long ago, okay? He even chopped down Jiang and Qin. Let's see who is still pretending to be a good person here!
But Jiang Wang winked at him, and thinking of this man's contribution to his swordsmanship in the past year, he turned away temporarily.
Jiang Wang stepped forward and squatted down with Qin Zhizhen: "You're welcome."
Qin Zhizhen reacted and said: "Thank you!"
Jiang Wang observed Fengzhen in front of him and said, "Are you familiar with Zhenhou?"
"I'm asking... how is your relationship?"
"Forget it, can you get him out of the Immortal Palace of Karma?"
"Ah?" Qin Zhizhen finally turned around.
"...You can continue your research." Jiang Wang pushed his head back.
Qin Zhizhen finally finished the Zhenxuan inscription he had just written. The diction is concise, the argument is rigorous, and the writing style is very rich. It is a praise and admiration for the diligent academy, and a response to the mighty literary spirit in this period of history.
——
Then he smashed the monument into the snow like a heavy sword!
The chill is like hanging clouds.
Above the faint clouds, you can see the mirage of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
The wind blows, the snow falls, and the bamboo forest turns green.
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"The pen is hidden in the bamboo, the paper is hidden in the snow, the literary spirit is the inkstone, and the order of time and space is maintained." Qin Zhizhen's voice became more and more serious: "I guessed it right, this is indeed the famous work of Dean Zuo Qiuwu...
…[Six Yao Mountains and Rivers Forbidden]! It’s just covered up with a lot of literary spirit.”
"After a long time of fussing, you just understood the question." Dou Zhao turned his head in disbelief: "Then who are you paralyzing by pretending to be here for a long time? Your teammates?"
I can do it too.
"The process of sealing a town is profound and profound. You must first determine it before you can solve it." Qin Zhizhen said slowly: "If you don't even understand this, don't discuss it with me."
Dou Zhao is an arrogant person, but he will not mess around.
He believed that the knife could solve everything, but when Zhong Xuanyin's life and death were unknown, that was really not a good choice.
Qin Zhizhen laughed at him in Feng Town. He would definitely have to study hard and practice hard when he goes back. But at this time he just grinned: "How long will it take you?"
Qin Zhizhen calculated carefully: "Three days."
He has indeed dabbled in everything and knows a little bit about everything. In addition to reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship and perfecting the Heavenly Mansion, he has also mastered a lot of knowledge from hundreds of schools of thought. But after all, he cannot be the best at everything.
I lack some aura in writing articles, but I am better at being steady. Yu Fengzhen has a very solid foundation, but it lacks some height.
After all, it was Zuo Qiuwu who wrote "My View on the Evolution of Ancient Sealing Techniques". This great master had deep insights into ancient sealing techniques, and was one of the few masters of sealing in the contemporary era. The sealing towns he created,
It's not that easy to crack.
"It is indeed a six-line ban on mountains and rivers. To solve this blockade, the most important thing is to understand which section of mountains and rivers it transports, and then dismantle it appropriately. This is a ban issue, a historical issue, and a political discussion issue..." The play
Gui spoke at this time: "If I work with the Qin cabinet members and cooperate, we should be able to shorten this time to one and a half days. It would be better if the Chongxuan cabinet members make the final political remarks."
The Legalists always have some experience in banning and sealing. Drama is considered a master at this.
"Ahem!" Jiang Wang cleared his throat: "I do know something about the town closure."
Dou Zhao raised his eyebrows——
Who asked him?
While he was speaking, Zhenhe Zhenjun had already walked into the bamboo forest, stepping on the snow with his light boots, leaving a long series of clear footprints, like traces of history.
Thanks to Qin Zhizhen's preliminary work, standing on the foreheads of his colleagues, he saw the problem clearly. During this period of time, Jiang Wang had a relatively deep understanding of the "Six Yao Mountains and Rivers Forbidden".
If we follow the standard solution and slowly dismantle the details of the lockdown like Qin Zhizhen did in the same drama, maybe one and a half days is indeed the limit.
But he had a different solution -
The six lines prohibit mountains and rivers, but the emphasis is on mountains and rivers.
Just like a blue bird flying through the forest, only a glimpse of his figure could be seen. The fluttering corners of his clothes brought the wind, and when the eight winds moved, the bamboo forest swayed crazily.
It's like a complicated book that has been picked up and dusted off.
But it stopped in an instant.
Because nine ancient stone bridges have appeared over the bamboo forest, calming the forest and making the wind calm and the snow warm.
In the nine towns of the Changhe River, break the ban with the ban!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It was as if an earth dragon was turning over in the depths of the earth.
This snowfield was originally a gathering of cultural energy, which exploded due to the suppression of forbidden laws. The cultural energy was dense in the sky, and there was a faint picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Jiang Wang stepped on the leaves in the bamboo forest, strolling among the green shadows and green trees... He drew his sword sideways!
The green bamboos are all open, and they are all green slips. They are flying around Jiangwang. On the green slips, words appear due to the wash of literary spirit. The characters and customs described by these words can truly make the mountains and rivers clear.
The terrifying power of [Six Yao Mountains and Rivers Forbidden] has only been fully released at this point.
But at the same time, a huge green cauldron rose across the sky. The so-called mountains and rivers of thousands of miles were like a roll of curtain, with only a section of the pattern printed on the body of the cauldron.
Use the Nine Towns Stone Bridge to suppress the changes in the Six Yao Lines, use the Blue Sky Sword Cauldron to carry the mountains and rivers, check the ban by looking at the patterns on the palm of your hand, and break the ban with the back of your hand.
Where are the mountains and rivers carrying the green tripod, and where are the six lines that count the nine towns?
Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and hung it on his waist——
The world was quiet for a moment.
His left hand stretched out in the air and grabbed the scroll of green slips.
The bamboo forest is gone, and the green shirt is in the snow.
Boom boom boom!
Only then did the vast snow fall.
Ten thousand years of cultural energy are like an avalanche!
No one spoke, and they carefully felt the surging literary spirit, and experienced the bitter literary spirit of the No. 1 Academy in the world. The changes of Qinku Academy, and the story of Qinku Academy, these literary spirits are not directly described, but they are more or less contaminated.
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Eyes of annihilation, thoughts of killing delusion, the beginning and the end...
They are all different, but they are all the top eye skills in the world. They use their gaze to cut the world into details and details, leaving nothing to hide.
At this time, the world was different again.
How can there be no limit? Not far ahead is the mottled wall of the academy. The so-called bamboo forest only consists of more than ten moso bamboos.
There is a moon gate on the wall, and behind it is a warm spring scene.
When the snow here melts, you can see a person standing leaning on the moon gate.
He has an ordinary appearance, dressed like a scholar, with a long sword hanging from a bamboo scabbard. He leans against the door and does not move, as if he is sleeping in a dream. He has not known how long it has been, how many years...
He is already old, his eyebrows are covered with frost, and his vitality and blood are weak. Only the outline of his eyebrows and eyes are vaguely familiar... He is exactly the one who practiced swordsmanship in the bamboo forest [Yixin Sword], the Cui Yigeng who "practiced swordsmanship until the first watch every day"
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The spring breeze blew in a trance, and warmth filled his face. He slowly raised his trembling eyelids and opened his eyes. The blank snow in his eyes had been swept away, and he became firm in an instant. His scattered eyes quickly gathered together like countless iron filings.
As a stubborn sword, he looked at the old scenery again with his unique sharpness and tenacity——
Then I saw...the eight people from Taixu Pavilion.
At that time, there was a huge avalanche in the sky, and the scattered Wen Qi was like a tiger or a dragon. The roar was so close that it was deafening.
Jiang Wang, who I had met in person many years ago, was standing in the front, holding a green slip in his hand and a long sword hanging at his waist.
Behind them, some squatting or standing, some walking or stopping, they are all famous figures today, each with their own outstanding style... They all looked up together.
The wind and snow are far away.
The story seems like yesterday.
Cui Yigeng opened his mouth as if he was struck by thunder, and tears flowed from his eyes.
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