The size of Cangzhou can only be regarded as the middle and lower in Kyushu, but even so, there are forty-two counties, one hundred and seventy county seats, and the territory stretches for thousands of miles.

Su Wen rode a donkey, Chen Maochuan and Qigui went one after the other, this picture is really a bit weird, the richly dressed son is holding the reins, and the young man in sackcloth is sitting on the back of the donkey, enjoying the surrounding scenery with joy.

"Chen Maochuan, since you have already guessed the origin of those two killers, why didn't you take action, is it just that. ”

People who dare to call Chen Maochuan's name can almost be said to be no, even Li Zaixiao has to respectfully call His Royal Highness, and suddenly Su asked such a thought, and he couldn't react for a while, stepping on the snow under his feet, walking for several days, almost out of the boundary of Nanjun, but he didn't see any signs of revenge from this little prince who was by no means forgetful.

"Don't worry, a foreigner, rashly stepping into Cangzhou always has to pay homage to some docks, if I make a big fuss now, there will be a lot of excitement. ”

Su Wen didn't care about the other party's plan, he just felt that the couple was sleeping in the ice and snow of the Northern Wei Dynasty like this, shouldn't there be a big man who came out to take charge?

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he felt, so he took out a drawing board from the donkey's back, looked at the white snow, he wanted to paint again, this is another big hobby after leaving the wooden house in addition to reading idle books, and keep the beauty in his heart in his own way, the snow is white, but he wants to use reddish paint, like peach blossoms, and like blood-stained snow.

Qigui looked at the young master's dancing brush, but thought of the other party's words, it can be said that the writing is not good, after all, fifteen years can not move, whether it is strength or artistic conception, it is definitely not as good as the students who have been immersed in the ink for many years, but it is still much better than the master's words, very ordinary, at least you can see, but it is also with a pen, and the painting drawn by the partial life is not good, what looks at the mountain is a mountain, and the water is not the profound meaning of water, he naturally does not understand, he only feels that the young master's painting looks very comfortable.

"You said that you are painting every day in addition to reading idle books, even if you are lucky enough to enter the Zongheng Academy, but not being able to practice is not a long-term solution after all, have you read the spiritual path induction chapter I gave you that day. Chen Maochuan had half-closed eyes and a serious expression, as if he was teaching a junior who hated iron but not steel.

Su Wen looked at the distant mountains, walked around with his pen, and sketched the majesty of the mountains with a few brushstrokes, the slightest snow spread out from the painting, and a picture of the first snow in warm winter jumped on the paper, the silent thousand mountains, no one was gone, but with the warm tones, it did not show any death, but there was a new vitality.

Very satisfied with his work, the original gray mood also melted in the snow, after putting away the drawing board, Su Wen thought about Chen Maochuan's question very seriously, remembering the most basic cultivation book he read last night, but it only took a quarter of an hour to feel heavy eyelids, how could he have the comfort of reading idle books.

"What you say makes a lot of sense, but that book is too boring, and there are many things that don't seem to suit me, just like the explanation of Reiki in the first chapter, formless, colorless, and tasteless, but it exists all around us, like the warmth of the sea wrapped around a fish, but for me, it is clearly an insect thrown into the sea, and you think it can have nothing but endless fear. ”

Qigui touched the treasure book placed on his chest, although the young master was boring to read, but fortunately, he read it to him, but the result was a little unintentional.

Chen Maochuan frowned and pondered, feeling that this metaphor was very direct, but it was very nonsense, even if he looked through all the history books, and those university scholars who had never been out of learning for half a step in their lives, I am afraid that there would be such a person, the truth that the extreme must be reversed is not just wishful thinking, because the extreme itself is against the way of heaven, and the sky is still flawed, not to mention the human beings under the sky.

But Su Wen just existed, and it had existed for fifteen years, and it suddenly occurred to him that if such an unheard-of physique was known by those old scholars in the Zongheng Academy, maybe he would really be admitted exceptionally, and of course, it was more likely that he was just a guinea pig that was studied.

"But you need to at least understand the basic knowledge of the cultivation path, such as the realm of cultivation, because these are all within the scope of the examination of the Zongheng Academy, don't you really think that a letter can make you take a big step into the academy? ”

Being ridiculed by the other party like this, Su Wen's stubborn temper came up, his eyes widened, and he said in a tough tone: "I naturally understand this, if you don't believe it, I'll ask you a question now." ”

Say. Chen Maochuan spit out a word with interest, feeling that the other party's appearance at the moment was like a child who tried his best to prove that he was right after being reprimanded by an adult, naïve but very cute.

"The realm of cultivation is divided into the most basic realm, such as the realm of enlightenment, enlightenment, dust, not confusion, hearing the Tao, and the realm of rising, so I will ask you from this, you said that I couldn't practice that day, right?"

"That's right. ”

"Why?"

Chen Maochuan didn't know what the other party wanted to ask, but he should have made it clear that day, "Because you can't absorb aura." ”

"Hmm. Su Wen nodded, with a smug look on his face, as if the person the other party said was not him, and continued to ask: "Then is the mortal realm considered cultivation?" ”

"Absolutely. ”

"Then may I ask if the cultivation of the mortal realm has anything to do with absorbing aura?"

Chen Maochuan wanted to answer, but there was a sudden stir in his mind, and he took back the words in his mouth, everyone knows that aura is the foundation of cultivation, whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, aura is essential, so there will be no scholar who subdivides the relationship between absorbing aura and cultivation when sorting out the discussion, because a guy like Su Wen, who was abandoned by the sky, is really a unique existence.

But what is the origin of mortals, the monk who stands up from the mortals, since anyone has the qualification to absorb the aura, then how to distinguish between the mortal and the monk, the spiritual power that cannot be seen or touched, whether it exists, the answer is yes, whether it is the kind of image metaphor, including the understanding of paper and paint, it is fundamentally placed on the ability to absorb spiritual power, so whether or not you can sense the existence of the aura has become the boundary that divides.

The spiritual power stored in the body of the Qifan realm is very limited, even those famous Tianjiao can't do it to urge the spiritual power from within, and only rely on the induction with the aura to mobilize the chaotic aura in the space to form a kind of qi to fight.

To put it very bluntly, the realm of Qi Fan really has nothing to do with whether or not you can absorb the aura, as long as you can mobilize the aura around you, it is enough to be called a monk, then it is naturally a practice.

Although it is just a simple word game, there seems to be a contradiction in it, there is no literature to show that there is an inevitable connection between absorbing aura and sensing aura, just like those mortals who can absorb aura, but they can't sense the existence of aura for life, so who is sure that if they can't absorb aura, they must not be able to sense aura.

Some tongue-twisting words echoed over and over again in Chen Maochuan's mind, and he suddenly found that although he had read many books on cultivation, he could not find that one truth that could explain the problem at the moment, and some of his flushed cheeks were not because of the anger choked by the ignorant words of a hairy boy, but a kind of excitement from the heart.

"Su asked, you are really a genius, just after reading the Spirit Path Induction Chapter for a few days, you have revealed a paradox that even the priests of Ling Tian Palace have not discovered, that's right, why can't you practice, you can also practice. ”

Chen Maochuan couldn't suppress his emotions a little, the reason why no one had ever thought about this issue was because such a point of view was recognized by the most authoritative Ling Tiangong priest, so naturally no one dared to care about it anymore, and secondly, he had never heard of a guy who was born unable to absorb aura, and he still lived to the present.

Su Wen looked at His Royal Highness King Qi, who was a little out of shape, and didn't know that his shocking words would make the other party react so much, originally just to compete, he ripped out the content that he was trapped to the extreme after just reading one page, and he actually hit it crookedly.

It's just that he was born with a lack of tendons, and he was full of joy and cared about his casual words, which was better than this arrogant little prince's stupid young master, after hearing Qigui's exclamation, those glass-like eyes suddenly released a light brighter than the sun.

"Does that mean that young master can practice, and you won't die. ”

If the cause of the inability to absorb the aura is because the paper that is so faint that it is invisible cannot be found by the aura, then if the paper actively looks for the aura, can the same effect be achieved?

"Justified, justified. Chen Maochuan said twice in a row, his heart was turbulent, as if he had branched out an incomparably spacious avenue on his cultivation path, since ancient times, people have been passively feeling the aura, because it is a gift from God, just like a reward sprinkled by His Majesty the Emperor, when have I seen that subject take the initiative to ask for it, and those who dare to take the initiative to ask for it, there are a few who are not the existence of the master.

This will definitely be a new path of cultivation, although the road ahead is confused, but as long as you can take a few steps, it is enough to surpass the achievements of any previous sage, is this the will of heaven, a guy who is destined to be abandoned by heaven and earth, has become a messenger of the spread of heaven.

Chen Maochuan thought it was interesting, although he didn't think about how this bold idea could be proved with practice, and he didn't think that the three of them, who were not even considered to be white hands, were really capable of discovering a new world of cultivation.

And at this moment, this young man who is about to become the youngest experiment in history, no, the pioneer, is riding on the back of a donkey and smiling stupidly with his fingers, he doesn't care about anything else, as long as he can continue to eat rock sugar gourds carefree, and he can use the pen in his hand to paint the world in his heart, and he can count the little servants who cry at every turn with Erlang's legs, that's all, this world is really interesting to the extreme.