Chapter 11: Chaowenjing
This book introduces that the ninth level of Wensheng builds roots, which is to draw out the literary energy, inject it into the sea of spirit, and accumulate the foundation.
The eighth level of Mingxin is when the literary energy accumulates to a certain level, there will be a test of the heart to establish the ambition in the heart.
The seventh level of righteousness and the sixth level of hexagram are related to the ability of Wensheng Daotong.
When practicing to the seventh level of Wensheng, the literary energy in the body travels throughout the body and turns into righteousness, avoiding all evil and being immune to all poisons.
As for the sixth level of hexagram, it is even more incredible, which will enable Wensheng Daoists to have certain divination and avoid evil.
It must be said that the defense of Wensheng Daotong is really great, avoiding all evil, being immune to all poisons, and avoiding evil.
But the problem is, it seems that there is no offensive means at all?
Is it because scholars are afraid of death, so they put all their ability points on defense?
Qin Feng felt quite strange when he saw this. As a glorious time traveler, if he could choose, he would certainly prefer the refreshing feeling of breaking the sky with his fists and stepping on the earth with his feet.
But this Wensheng Daoism always gave him a feeling of being powerful but nowhere to use it. Could it be that he would have to tell a fortune for himself before every battle with the enemy in the future?
Qin Feng pondered for a moment and roughly imagined the scene-
Enemy: "Today is your death day!"
Self: "Wait a minute, let me tell a fortune for myself first. Oh, it's bad, the fortune is very bad, this battle is a life or death, goodbye!"
This is too shameful.
Continue to read it. The "Chao Wen Jing" does not introduce the realm after the sixth rank of Wensheng. However, Qin Feng finally understood what Cang Feilan said before. The so-called original treasure and imitation product means.
The so-called original treasure is the work that Wensheng Daoists inject literary spirit into and construct personally. This kind of work can be poetry, calligraphy and painting, articles, or music.
And the imitation product, as the name suggests, is a work that imitates the original treasure.
The original treasure contains the belief and artistic conception of the sage, and the combination of these two and the literary spirit will give the original treasure incredible abilities.
The stronger the belief, the higher the artistic conception, and the stronger the ability that the original treasure can show, but ordinary people cannot use this original treasure because it must be driven by literary spirit.
"Doesn't that mean that only people of the sage tradition can drive the original treasure? It's a pity that this book does not mention how the ability of the original treasure is displayed." Qin Feng sighed. He also roughly understood the value of the original treasure, but why did the second couplet written by him, who had not even entered the ninth rank, make the old man Baili want to take it for himself?
Qin Feng shook his head and felt that he still had a lot to learn.
When he turned to the end of "Chao Wen Jing", he also had a deeper understanding of the sage tradition. When he opened the last page of the book and wanted to see who wrote this book, he found that the signature was deliberately erased.
Qin Feng looked puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He closed the book and planned to put it back to its original place. Suddenly, a white light flashed out from the "Chao Wen Jing" and rushed into his forehead, and his consciousness followed the white light into his sea of consciousness.
The white light turned into a white human-shaped phantom in the sea of consciousness, and Qin Feng was shocked when he saw it.
Could it be that this was the soul of a big man hidden in the "Chao Wen Jing" who wanted to take over the body?
The white phantom waved his right hand, and the Wen Qi in the Wen Qi waterfall actually followed its guidance and sank into the phantom.
At this moment, the five internal organs of the human body appeared on the white phantom, and the flow route of the Wen Qi was extremely clear at a glance.
At this point, Qin Feng also saw the clues. This white phantom did not have its own consciousness. What it did was more like teaching some kind of skills than taking over the body!
After Qin Feng understood this, he immediately focused his attention and stared at the flow route of the Wen Qi, not daring to miss a single bit.
After the literary energy passed through three cycles in the white shadow, it gathered again on the shadow's right hand. Then, a white mirror appeared on the right hand, with ripples flowing on it and emitting brilliant white light.
At the same time, a voice inexplicably sounded in his mind: "This unique skill is called Haotian Mirror. It can be used when you step into the ninth level. The mirror is condensed by literary energy and can resist attacks from others. The stronger the literary energy, the stronger the defense."
As soon as the voice fell, the shadow disappeared out of thin air, and Qin Feng's consciousness returned to reality.
Haotian Mirror. It sounds very awesome, but why is the unique skill of the Wensheng Daotong actually a defensive skill! ! !
Qin Feng was a little amused: "Am I going to be the strongest tank in the future?"
"Forget it, I got a unique skill for free by reading books, which is not a loss, but I have been reading books for so long, but I haven't even finished reading one percent of the first level."
Qin Feng examined the sea of shen. The literary energy on the waterfall of literary energy was about a quarter more than before entering the attic. Based on this estimate, he has probably read more than two thousand books.
"As long as you finish reading all the books on this first floor, there will be no problem filling the waterfall with literary energy, but the key is, will this time be like before, when the waterfall is filled, the literary energy will be compressed again?"
Just as Qin Feng was thinking, Cang Feilan's voice came from behind him: "How is the book?"
Qin Feng shook his head: "It's still a long way to go."
"Well, I'll take you back to the Qin Mansion today, and bring you here tomorrow."
Qin Feng was stunned and asked in confusion: "Can't I stay here? Senior Baili didn't seem to say there is a time limit."
Hearing this, Cang Feilan's light blue eyes blinked slightly, and her cold tone remained: "You can't stay overnight in Tingyuxuan. This rule is tacitly accepted. It's normal that you don't know."
"I see." Miss Cang had been to Tingyuxuan many times, so she probably knew more than Qin Feng, so Qin Feng didn't doubt it too much.
"I'll come by myself tomorrow morning. I feel bad for bothering Miss Cang all the time."
"No!" Cang Feilan refused immediately.
Qin Feng was a little surprised. He had only said some polite words, why did the other party react so strongly?
"Is there anything wrong?"
Cang Feilan frowned slightly, and after a moment's silence, she replied: "The evil spirit that invaded Jinyang City has not been found yet. You are an ordinary scholar, and you go out early and come back late. If you encounter that evil spirit, accidents are inevitable.
As a member of the Demon Slayer Division, and I have some friendship with your father, I naturally cannot see you fall into danger. It is safer for you to come with me."
Qin Feng was delighted when he heard this. Miss Cang cares about me so much, she must have me in her heart. I don't know if there is a chance to take her down. It doesn't matter if she is pretty or not. The main thing is to find a true love in this strange world.
Wait, why is this a bit like the three major illusions in life? Qin Feng thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility. He tried: "Miss Cang, are you afraid that you can't enter Tingyu Pavilion if you come alone?"
"I don't understand what you are saying." Cang Feilan's eyes flashed with a trace of panic, and then she took a long step and left.
It was really this reason. Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth, and his beautiful dream was instantly shattered.