Beautiful as a skeleton, as a normal man, you must not express any of your emotions in front of the skeleton, and now you are still Li Qingzhao and Su Xiaoxiao, the two super beautiful 'pink skeletons'. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoCai Xing is the best example just now, although he saved face with the benefit of his tongue, but it is likely that he has already been classified as a lustful ~ wolf and a lustful dog in the hearts of beauties.

At this time, only the 'way of the gentleman' in the Analects can break the 'pink skeleton', the experience of later generations makes Zhao Mingcheng understand very thoroughly, only a lone beauty can chase, two or more beauties together, must cherish life, quickly stay away.

In the "Tao of Confucius", only by sinking into the deep world of the sage and inspiring the aura of a gentleman can people not think about the "taste of meat" for three months, which is the essence of "learning and learning, and enjoying it".

Looking at the "Analects" again, Zhao Mingcheng found that there was nothing special about the Taiyuan version, but it was just a book of quotations, which was no different from the "Quotations of Mao" in his previous life.

At this time, Zhao Mingcheng tried hard to recognize the complex traditional Chinese characters, read them carefully word by word, and found that the political thoughts, outlook on life, world view, and educational philosophy of Confucius and his disciples were almost all contained between the lines of the quotations. The most common words in it are nothing more than moderation, gentleman, courtesy, and so on.

If you look deeper, you will find that there is a group of people who are preparing to compete for dominance in the world as if they have traveled thousands of years ago. There is another group of people who, for the sake of the holy throne, are fighting for their own orthodoxy.

'The road is not good, obediently floating in the sea', just turned to this sentence, to the effect that this road does not work, you take a log from the sea. Zhao Mingcheng was instantly moved, and found that this sentence seemed to imply something.

Suddenly, something floated through his mind, once in the 'Bone Painting Illusion Cave', which sealed the essence of the dragon bones of all the predecessors of the Parrot Dragon Clan for hundreds of millions of years, and used to give birth to the Golden Dragon Prince.

So using the sealing technique to extend the understanding, is it true that these quotations also seal all the Confucian and Taoist holy thoughts of the sages of the human race, providing opportunities for future generations to soar into the sky?

"Read the books of sages, establish a gentleman's character, and be a virtuous person!"

In a trance, Zhao Mingcheng seemed to hear that in the "Analects" that exuded the fragrance of ink and books, there were thousands of human races competing to chant all kinds of Confucianism, Taoism, and sacred thoughts, and suddenly his head was torn and he wanted to tell them to stop, but these voices became louder and louder.

The nascent Wen Ding in his body was shocked by these holy sounds, and it buzzed directly, and the reverberated Ding Ding trembled, and there was a great tendency to explode.

Seeing this, the tall monster Ding next to him let out a self-snort, even like a dragon's groan, and a purple dragon clan's merit directly covered the newborn Wen Ding, isolating everything, and only then did he forcibly suppress Wen Ding's resonance.

But Zhao Mingcheng found that the sound of the holy chanting was not suppressed, and at this time, like Sun Wukong tightening the spell, he began to break out in a cold sweat, and after a while, he had no doubt that he would roll around in pain.

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves!"

Zhao Mingcheng bit his finger in an instant, used poetry as a symbol and blood as ink, and directly on the cover of the "Analects", using this as a base, to draw a seal-type 'inscription war painting'.

The 'Inscription War Painting' flashed with a flash of light, and finally directly hid the power of the seal into these 14 big characters, and sealed all the holy thoughts that came out of nowhere back into the book.

"What's going on here?"

Just now, I was directly scared to pee in the large number of Fan sacrifice wine, and the Confucian Temple enshrined in Tai Academy, just now, was actually overflowing with holy energy, and the statues were even more inexplicably shocked, as if there was an eight-magnitude earthquake here, and even the thatched house almost collapsed.

When he hurriedly lifted his pants and escaped, he saw the talent in the Confucian Temple, and he poured into the special class like a dragon in a condensed form.

At this time, he couldn't help but look at the new girl, frowning, could it be that this person is also a demon-level person, otherwise why would she cause a big difference in the Confucian Temple in one day?

Su Xiaoxiao said that she was very innocent, just now she saw Zhao Mingcheng holding a book and reading it as if she didn't know herself, and directly ignored her, the first beauty in Jiangnan, again, and just cursed strongly in her heart: If you have eyes but don't know Yan Ruyu, beware of the saint beating you to death!

As a result, a large number of phantoms of known and unknown saints were really conjured up in the "Analects", directly surrounding Zhao Mingcheng's poetry and spitting, which frightened the children in the whole classroom!

At this time, facing Fan Xijiu's questioning gaze, Su Xiaoxiao was about to cry, and tried to hold back her tears and said, "It's really none of my business!" "If you say that you can summon a large group of saints with a random curse, who would believe it?

Zhao Mingcheng, who came back to his senses a little, was really frightened, he almost went crazy when he read a book just now, fortunately there was a strange ding to help, otherwise, the just condensed Wending was played and exploded, and he basically said goodbye to the literati world in this life.

At this moment, in his Wending, there are still many various talents and holy thoughts scurrying in the Confucian Temple, which are forcibly suppressed by the Strange Ding with the merit sent by the dragon clan, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse, this matter must be asked to Lao Fan clearly.

He coughed lightly and said, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, the student just looked through the Analects and actually came up with a lot of holy thoughts, why is this?" ”

"A lot of holy thoughts?" Fan Zuyu, who was brushing his beard, was almost so shocked that he pulled his beard down, "What kind of myth do you kid say?" How can the wandering thoughts of this world be encountered by you? The old man lived a false life, only saw one or two sentences about the holy thought in the ancient books, and those who encountered the holy thought generally did not become a fool, but became a waste material, what kind of species do you think you should be classified into now? ”

Regarding the holy thoughts, as a scholar, Li Qingzhao also heard a little, the so-called war poems and war words, it is because of the recognition of various free holy thoughts in the Heavenly Dao that the poetic soul will be born, otherwise, no matter how gorgeous the language is, it will not be useful.

The existence of the holy thoughts, generally all kinds of predecessors power, although the body is dead, but their strong and persistent soul, even if it is tens of thousands of years, may not immediately dissipate, the so-called national soul, is these holy thoughts finally condensed.

"Okay, class is over, everyone sit down, and today this sacrificial wine will explain the war poem to you." Fan Zuyu glanced at Zhao Mingcheng, bypassed the topic just now, and solemnly announced the class.

For a few people in the special class, war poems and war words have occasionally made one or two poems inadvertently, but if they really want to make them systematically, they really can't do it, and they haven't studied one or two poems before yet.

At this time, when he heard that Boss Fan was going to pass on his experience, he immediately sat down in full spirit.

"Poetry is a must, first of all, the soul must be condensed, because each poem has a different poetic soul, and only the poetic soul has the ability to accept, store and stimulate talents, and can resonate with heaven."

As the sacrificial wine of the Tai Academy, they have already researched and discovered the Heavenly Dao Poetry Soul, and at present, how to let these top students quickly master the Tao of Poetry Soul is the focus of their teaching.

"I use my blood to shape the soul of poetry, and writing articles is actually like boiling tea and cooking vegetables. With Wending as the center, the talent is condensed into a qualitative change, so as to finally arouse the resonance of the Heavenly Dao and resist the enemy thousands of miles away. Fan Zuyu knew that the students in front of him were all profound tutors, and many things were just pointed.

Duan Wang is the best at writing poems, he is actually the best at painting, seeing Fan Saijiu bowing his head and drinking tea, he immediately raised his hand and said: "Lord Saijiu, can you talk about the way of war painting?" Poetry has a poetic soul, so does painting also pay attention to the soul of painting? And how to express the soul of birds and beasts in the figure paintings? ”

It is rare that King Duan is not ashamed to ask, Lao Fan is in a good mood, although the war paintings have not yet systematically summarized how to be successful, but based on his discussion with celebrities who have made war paintings before, he can conclude that war paintings also have a painting soul. However, Duanwangti's paintings of birds and beasts, the soul of this kind of painting is indeed difficult to determine.

He smiled and said: "War painting is more complex than war poems, looking at the successful cases of ancient paintings, most of them communicate with the power of nature with their talents, and then seal them into a space with painting ink. Some even steal the thoughts of the ancient immortals and gods, forming resonance, and their representative works include the former "Luo Shen Fu" and so on. Therefore, if you want to make a good painting, you must first paint more often, and practice to the point where you can communicate with the power of nature, so as to achieve: the pen is ready-made, and the ink is like a drum. ”

Seeing that everyone was thinking deeply after listening, Fan Saijiu Lao Huai was very pleased, whether he could make war poems or war paintings and force him, what he liked was the attitude of learning, whether a person succeeds or not, and determines his future height from his attitude.

There are not many things taught today, but they are very deep, Fan Saijiu feels that he should leave more time for them to digest, and said: "Today's lesson is taught here, you go back and think about it, make war poems and war paintings, it is not an overnight thing, you should think more and understand more in ordinary times." Memory, three thousand avenues, the teacher guides only one of the most mediocre, the infinite scenery is in the dangerous peak, and each of them explores their own way. ”

After speaking, he pushed open the wooden door and gradually walked away, leaving everyone with a wide space.

Of course, no one noticed that Fan Xijiu left school so early today, and his footsteps were very hurried. Today, when Zhao Mingcheng read the "Analects", he caused a great chaos in the Confucian Temple, and he just suppressed this matter, because he didn't want too many people to pay attention to it, otherwise if it spread to the demon clan, it would cause a bloody storm, and he had to report this strange incident to the Hanlin Academy as soon as possible......

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