The Holy City of Books.

It is located on the border of Zheng, Wei and Song.

It is like the holy city of Qin, it has no walls and does not need walls.

In fact, the four holy cities of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting do not have city walls, the main reason is that they do not need city walls. For the four of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is the same with or without a city wall.

If a person or a nation can conquer the four holy cities, they will not be able to stop it even if they have a wall.

If not, it cannot be taken without walls.

Moreover, the literati of Zhou Tianxia are inextricably linked with the four holy cities, even outside of Zhou Tianxia.

Feng Qingyan's ox cart drove out of Laiguo and went south to Lu through Qi State.

The ox cart did not stop in the Lu country, and drove towards the Song country in the southwest direction, and when it entered the Song country, it headed west.

The Holy City of Books is the Kingdom of Wei to the north, the Kingdom of Song to the east, and the Kingdom of Zheng to the west, which happens to be on the border of the Three Kingdoms. The north of the country is the Jin state, the west of the Zheng country is the Zhou Jiang, and then several small countries to the south, which is the Qingshan realm.

However, in a dozen days, that is, at the beginning of September, the ox cart entered the boundary of the book city.

The Book City does not belong to any one country.

Although it is only a hundred miles in radius, it is inhabited by millions of people, and the literati have reached hundreds of thousands, which is comparable to the Confucian city of Lu State......

When the ox cart has not yet entered the boundary of the book city, I saw tall character tablets in the distance, towering on the ground in a staggered manner, bursting out with a faint, thick or majestic literary atmosphere.

In the word tablet, there are elf-like ink characters flying out, lingering around the word tablet and flying.

In the dark.

Qing Mang looked up while pulling the cart quickly.

Seeing the dazzling white light burst out of the word stele, the word stele sent out bursts of beast roars, the word stele set off the surging river, and the word stele flew out pieces of golden light......

Just a glance shocked Qing Mang.

"Your Excellency, look at those inscriptions. ”

Qing Mang hurriedly said, unconsciously slowing down.

Feng Qingyan, who was in the ox cart with his eyes closed and recuperated, opened his eyes and lifted the curtain of the cart when he heard the words, and saw the words and tablets with thousands of visions in the dark night, and his heart was also amazed.

At this time, he finally understood why the four cities of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were also called the four holy cities.

He stepped out of the bullock cart and stared.

After a few moments, he walked towards the boundaries of the Book City, looking at the inscription that burst out with visions as he went. Although at this moment, he could not see the words on the stele clearly, but he felt the horror of the words......

He walked up briskly.

Qing Mang followed behind, also watching curiously.

However, in a few moments, the ox cart entered the boundary of the book city, and saw that there were many farmhouses built under the word tablet.

"Hey, it's strange, these farmhouses seem to have only been built recently. Qing Mang was very surprised, and saw that there were many farmhouses built under the towering word monument, which greatly affected the appearance, so he said: "Isn't this a stain on the word tablet? This book is not a way to pay attention to cleanliness? How can the book city let the people build farmhouses here?"

Qing Mang was a little puzzled.

"Although the book is noble, human life is more noble. Feng Qingyan said lightly, "When the magic night comes, only the light of all grades can resist it, and the light that bursts out of the word tablet can naturally resist the magic night." ”

"Oh, I see. ”

Qing Mang nodded, and he had a good impression of the book city in his heart, and said: "This book city is good, it can even allow ordinary people to live under the word tablet......"

Feng Qingyan nodded, then walked to a three-zhang tall monument and observed it carefully.

In his observation.

It seems that the larger the stele, the higher the realm of calligraphy it contains, and only the level of calligraphy can be erected.

At present, the word tablets he sees mainly have one zhang word tablet, three zhang word tablets and ten zhang word tablets.

One zhang stele is mostly the realm of the book, the three zhang stele is mostly the realm of the scholar, and the ten-zhang stele is the realm of the king of the book.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, in a zhangzi stele, there is a scholar, and even the realm of the king of books.

In the periphery of the book city, it is mainly based on a one-zhang character tablet, and the middle area is dominated by a three-zhang character tablet, and the inner area is naturally dominated by a ten-zhang character tablet.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, now Feng Qingyan is the periphery of the book city, but he is standing in front of the three-zhang character tablet.

This stele is left by a scholar, the stele bursts out of the seemingly dazzling, but soft white light, and there are ink characters floating out like elves, dancing around the stele.

Feng Qingyan was observing.

His right index finger could not be controlled, and he followed the calligraphy on the tablet.

His speed grew faster and faster, and at last he was reduced to an afterimage, and a faint white light was born......

Although Feng Qingyan did not deliberately practice calligraphy, he had already entered the entrance.

Of course.

Now he is still a nine-grade scrivener.

Although the four realms of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are the same as those of the holy path.

However, the ninth, eighth, and seventh grades of the four ways of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all called scholars, not scholars, scholars, and scholars of the holy way.

The sixth and fifth grades are all called divisions.

This illustrates.

The power of the four ways and nine grades of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, almost reaches the power of the scribe realm of the holy way,

Before the canonization of the Holy Arts, the Sacred Arts, the Ninth, Eighth, and Seventh Grades of the Holy Dao did not have any power. Even now with "Sitting and Talking about the Dao", the nine, eight and seventh grades of the Holy Dao have a strong power, but compared with the four ways of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are still inferior.

And this is also because the four holy cities do not need city walls.

And at this time.

The speed of Feng Qingyan's right hand was as fast as a piece of light, and Qing Mang was secretly stunned when he saw it.

After a while, he walked to a one-zhang character tablet, looked at it for a while, and then copied it, and one by one he looked at or copied it.

When the hour comes, the night falls.

His calligraphy went from nine to eight......

Whew-

At this time.

The monuments burst out with dazzling white light, like pillars of heaven, supporting the advent of the magic night.

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses from copying, looked up at the night sky, and also looked up at the word tablet.

After a while, he saluted respectfully to the word tablet.

Qing Mang saw the king saluting, and also saluted the word tablet......

And the word tablet shelters millions of people in the book city, and it is indeed worthy of a gift from Qingyan.

At this time, he carefully watched or copied it again, in fact, there are not only word tablets on the earth, but also many word walls, word rocks, etc.

Most of the branches were left by the scholars, but many of them were actually left by the scholars.

For example.

On a withered tree next to the word tablet, there is a qin calligrapher who left ink. And Shujun's writing and ink are full of life, and they have brought a ray of life to the withered tree......

Feng Qingyan secretly marveled.

Perhaps in a few days, this withered tree will be able to come to life.

At this time, he was almost completely intoxicated by the inscriptions, to be precise, in the sea of ink. It seems that every word here can give him a great inspiration and can benefit him a lot from calligraphy.

Especially the three-zhang character stele.

Before you know it, the night passed in copying.

When the rooster crowed, Feng Qingyan had quietly broken through the realm again and stepped into the realm of the seven-grade scholar.

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