As soon as he woke up, He Shuchang was drenched in cold sweat, but he subconsciously muttered to himself: "Humanitarian feedback? Qiu Yan?"

However, Bai Zhaoyuan's words, although he did not deliberately lower his voice, he could hear it clearly, in this room, there was only He Shuchang, and the others were still in a trance, filled with smoke from literary thoughts, and their minds wandered with their thoughts.

He Shuchang, a genius in the south of the Yangtze River and a master disciple of Lizong, learned from the pain after being defeated by Qiu Yan, and did not sink in failure, but summed up the lesson, immersed himself in wandering among the people, and discovered the truth of reflexive objects.

Recently, the reason why he went around looking for Xingjing Shuzhai to discuss the Tao was to follow Mr. Da Chen's advice, and in the process, he either learned grammar with others, or taught what he had learned, and his mind gradually changed.

It is worth mentioning that not long ago, he met a mysterious person by chance, and got the method of gathering popularity by lecturing, which is expected to achieve the position of Confucian, which violated Mr. Da Chen's step-by-step admonition and directly hit the idea on the literary museum.

The most famous figure in the museum is Bai Zhaoyuan.

Now it seems that this idea has hit him one after another.

Wenbi doesn't have to fight, it doesn't rely on the body, but on the will, knowledge and other internal qualities.

But before this confidence was established, it was directly shattered by Bai Zhaoyuan's scene of reminding the order, which made He Shuchang realize that the other party and himself were no longer on the same level.

But this is not the end, Bai Zhaoyuan's words just now reminded He Shuchang of the previous defeat, and he couldn't help but ask: "You said Qiu Yan, what does it have to do with him when you achieve order?"

Bai Zhaoyuan glanced at him and shook his head slowly: "Although you have achieved the heart of literature, your vision is stuck in books and mundane, and you can't see deeper mysteries. There is a limit to what can be achieved in this life. ”

As soon as he said this, Shuchang He's face immediately became gloomy, anyone who was belittled like this would not feel good, let alone someone like him? But Shuchang He had the city government in his chest, and he knew the importance of the Dao, so he held back and waited for Bai Zhaoyuan's next words.

Sure enough, Bai Zhaoyuan raised his hand and pointed upward.

There is a book suspended above it, illusory and ethereal. It doesn't seem to be real, but He Shuchang looked at it and could vaguely feel the artistic conception of Jin Ge Iron Horse from inside, in addition, there seemed to be bursts of shouting and killing, fluctuating, as if coming from afar.

"What kind of illusion is this? Could it be that you are thinking about order? There seems to be a little bit of order hidden in it. He Shuchang frowned, he studied under a famous teacher, and he also has a background. After Qiu Yan's incident, he also asked Daxian and learned about the humanitarian order, so he said this. But after all, I haven't experienced it personally, and the details are still not known, so I can only guess.

"This book is a humane book, and I don't have the capacity to write it yet. Bai Zhaoyuan sighed. Retracted his gaze and muttered, not knowing that he was explaining to He Shuchang. is still saying to himself, "This book is from Qiu Yan's hand, with this book, he has been able to go down in history and stand shoulder to shoulder with the great sages who wrote books and speeches in history!"

"Ridiculous!" He Shuchang immediately scolded, "Although Qiu Yan is talented and lucky, reciting the order and the title of the gold list, but after all, he is a descendant, your words are tantamount to roasting him on the fire, not to mention others, even if it is the two Mr. Chen of my Li Zong Academy, who are known as living sages, it is also because he has written a few books and created a precedent, how can he Qiu Yan ...... virtue?"

"Bai is not trying to argue with you. ”

Bai Zhaoyuan still shook his head, but there was a little brilliance in his eyes.

You can see this book, because Bai just happened to read the order, the vision followed, and you have a literary heart, so as not to be affected, change other times, there is no such good luck, you might as well take a closer look, maybe you can have a feeling, speaking of which, my vision should have alarmed the capital, but because Qiu Yan wrote the book, there must be a response, but it can't be expanded, it is really a providence. ”

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and focused his gaze on it: "This book is also helpful to me, it can attack jade with the stone of the mountain." Then, without speaking, he watched intently.

"Vision? This Bai Zhaoyuan also caused a vision? However, then Qiu Yan really wrote a humane classic?"

As he spoke, Shuchang He looked at the illusory book again, because he thought about it, this time, it was much more detailed, and he really realized a lot of information from it, and the information was as sharp as a knife, piercing the heart at once, and brewing feelings in his heart.

However, this also made He Shuchang have complex emotions, recalling that he was defeated by Qiu Yan at the beginning, and suffered setbacks in his life, of course he would have hatred, so he had the heart to close his eyes, withdraw, not to look at the other party, and also wanted to deceive himself and not admit that he was not as good as Qiu Yan, but in the end, reason still prevailed over emotion, and he watched it calmly.

Bai Zhaoyuan is right, my He family's classics have also mentioned that if there are classics that are enough to explain order and promote humanity are born, the people who read the order and are closely connected with the classics will feel it, and others will not be able to feel it, and the reason why I can see this book should be because I am in the scope of Bai Zhaoyuan's thoughts!"

Realizing that he had encountered a rare opportunity, He Shuchang immediately thought about it and sneered again.

"However, it has also been mentioned in the record that the original of the humanitarian classics is obscure, but the most precious, containing the most fundamental mysteries, so the text is scarce, one or two books can be summarized, and what will be passed down to the world in the future is often diluted and annotated in a long way, and dozens of volumes can become a classic, in order to make ordinary people understand, I have now seen the original of Qiu Yanshu, and I have devoted myself to it, maybe it is really possible to learn the true meaning, and in the future, I can use the other way and give back to the other!"

The thoughts gradually fell, and the mystery in the book made He Shuchang soon immersed himself in the analysis and memory of the meaning of the book like Bai Zhaoyuan, but he didn't find that as he continued to read and deepened, a seed slowly emerged in his heart, like a demon in his heart, prompting thoughts, and sending thoughts similar to incense into the void, and he didn't know where to go.

However, Bai Zhaoyuan frowned, sensed something, recovered from the state of immersion and understanding, and then shook his head, and said secretly: "This Qiu Yan is easy to calculate, but if there is no such way to seek a life, how can he seek the country and the Tao, but after all, he was infected by the mundane, and gradually deviated from the truth, but since Bai Mou has your original little understanding, he might as well be a favor!"

As soon as the words fell, he waved his sleeves, and a white light flew up on the word on his chest, like a heavenly horse, let go of his four hooves, galloped, turned into light, and rushed towards the north!

This light flew out of the sky, crossed many distances, penetrated deep into the grassland, and came to a stormy sky in the howling wind.

This sky has long been occupied by all kinds of light, and you can see that light wandering everywhere, revealing the ups and downs of various schools, revealing vitality, just like relatives and friends from all over the world gathered to wait to congratulate others.

Sharp, grim, peaceful...... Many artistic conceptions come and go.

Under the sky, black and white were uneven, and the hurricane turned into dragon qi had already faded, and most of them were sucked into a book, and even the national teacher, Venerable, and Tengu were all pulled, and there was a tendency to merge into the book, but Wu struggled and refused to give in.

At this moment, whether it is flesh and blood, or Yuan Ying, or Yin Spirit, they are all shrouded in a strange force, ignoring their respective characteristics, and have a tendency to turn into words in the book.

This book was held by Qiu Yan in his hand, and it was the first original of the Wujing General Essentials.

Not far from Qiu Yan, on the forehead of that person Ning Sanshou, there were also words appearing, but they were divided into two parts, one part was the word "vertical and horizontal", and the other was the word "name".

However, the former has dimmed, and the latter has radiated.

The two parts radiated brilliance at the same time, and they also converged towards the sky, but they could see that Ning Sanshou's eyes were full of holes, and the momentum of the whole person had changed, as if he had changed a person.

"Stop! Stop! Do you know what Lu Dao is doing? The deity sat down and ......" In the strong wind, the shouts of the Venerable could still be heard, but Qiu Yan didn't pay attention to it, but found that the original strength alone could not completely calm the wind, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the various colors of light in the sky, and raised his voice: "You have come from afar to celebrate with Qiu, but Qiu is disrespectful, so thank you again!"

When these words fell, many of the lights in the sky seemed to give birth to spirituality, wandering separately, and then falling suddenly, actually gathering around Qiu Yan, wandering.

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Yan's figure was wrapped in colorful colors, and the brilliance seemed to be combined into a pillar, which was impermeable.

All kinds of scenes and artistic conceptions spread over and integrated into Qiu Yan's heart.

There is no perception or experience in this artistic conception, but the artistic conception of that word sticks to makes Qiu Yan feel like he has traveled through the long river of time, returned to the Middle Ages, and experienced the feeling of a hundred schools of thought contending in an instant!

The artistic conception surrounds the body, the perception is self-generated, the consciousness is connected, and the brilliance spreads!

There was a "crackling" sound in Qiu Yan's soul, and there were suddenly many more colors in the fire of the hearts of all the people, and then it suddenly swelled up, compatible with the yang fire, and actually wrapped the entire divine soul into it.

The soul burns, the blood fades, and the light shines!

The fourth realm of sexual cultivation, aura!

Immediately after, the inner yang and outer vulva of the divine soul suddenly jumped out from the heavenly spirit, and its light even eclipsed the surrounding sunlight, and then pounced on the book!

The "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" suddenly rose, like a bloody mouth, swallowing the last hurricane at once, and the breath of the national teacher, the Venerable and the Tengu completely disappeared between heaven and earth! (To be continued......)

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Because of the accidental loss of the manuscript in the morning, the evening one was also postponed, so please forgive me.