Chapter 2: Enlightenment

[Discover the potential talent Ye Yang, sing or write "Wangyue", and help him break through his cultivation. 】

[Reward: Sanpin Gong Method "Basic Heart Method", random skills, attribute points +6.] 】

Just when Ling Yu didn't know what to do, these two lines suddenly appeared in his mind.

Goldfinger ......

It's been a month.

You've been cut for a thousand times, and you've finally appeared.

Ling Yu looked at the prompt in his mind, and he couldn't help but be excited.

Wait a minute......

Discover talent.

I dare to love me not as a talent, but others as they are.

Ling Yu was immediately depressed.

"You Rulong Sect won't even have a library pavilion, won't you not even have an alchemy furnace?"

The young man looked at Ling Yu suspiciously.

Although he was desperate to find a place to live, he couldn't be too eager, at least he had to talk about the conditions.

It's always good to be reserved.

What is easy to get will not be cherished.

Ye Yang still understands this truth.

"What is the exercise cheats, and what is the elixir artifact?"

Ling Yu looked at the young man calmly.

He naturally knew that this young man was Ye Yang in the prompt.

He was at a loss, but when he saw the hint in his mind, he was immediately full of confidence: "With the means of this sect master, any poem can greatly increase your strength." ”

Ling Yu didn't really believe the hint that popped up in his mind.

But at this point, there is no other way.

can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Isn't it "Wangyue", a classic work of Du Fu and Du Shisheng.

He was backwards.

"Writing and Writing Poetry......"

Ye Yang was shocked in his heart.

But then, he showed an expression of admiration for you: "Okay, then please ask the sect master to give me advice." ”

No matter what kind of poem you compose, even if you say a few words in the black language used by the bandits, I will pretend to be enlightened.

Then he meditated and practiced on the spot, saying that his cultivation had made a breakthrough and his strength had increased greatly.

Ye Yang is not good to continue to put on a show, what if he doesn't accept himself?

Hey, let's stay for now.

"You come with me."

Ling Yu waved his hand and walked outside.

Write poetry.

You have to find a place that suits the situation.

That's how it looks forced and aura.

to be more convincing.

A moment later, the two of them came to the cliff on the east side of Falling Moon Peak.

By this time, it was already dark.

A bright moon rises.

Ling Yu came to the cliff, stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle, and said freely: "You can listen well, understand it well." ”

"I'm listening."

Ye Yang stood on his left.

Just pretend.

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.

If I realize, you can say that you are the culmination.

If I don't understand it, you say I'm not talented enough.

Ye Yang complained in his heart, but he had no other way now but to settle down in the Rulong Sect first.

Hopefully those people won't find it so quickly.

After all, no one would have thought that he would be the son of the Ye family, and the pride of the sky would come to this Rulong Sect, which was about to be banned.

"How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

Ling Yu chanted freely, and his emotions were suddenly aroused, perfectly setting off the grandeur of the mountains and the beautiful scenery of the Falling Moon Peak.

Especially in the last sentence, the kind of pride and ambition to climb the peak and look down on everything is sung.

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains and small ......"

After Ye Yang listened, he read aloud.

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the first few sentences, he understood the latter sentence.

He was enlightened.

And it's a big idea.

It was really an initiation.

"Good poetry, good poetry, good poetry......"

Ye Yang felt it, and his blood boiled when he heard it, as if he had sensed something, and the aura in his body surged with his surging blood.

He immediately sat on the ground, closed his eyes, placed his hands on the dantian, and the aura in his body continued to operate.

"That's the big idea?"

Ling Yu bent down and looked at Ye Yang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, and he really couldn't believe it.

A poem can make people enlightened.

Why don't you feel anything?

Could it be that the talent is too bad.

However, Ling Yu also has some understanding of this world.

It is true that some people can comprehend the mystical exercises from poetry, but there are very few such people.

People with this kind of talent may not be very talented in cultivation, but they can also comprehend the meaning of the poems.

People who don't have this kind of talent, no matter how high their cultivation talent is, they can't comprehend it.

From this point of view, comprehending the meaning of poetry is only a special ability that some special individuals have, and not everyone has this ability.

Ling Yu thought so, and he was also comforting himself.

He was unwilling to accept in his heart, and the verses he sang could only make wedding dresses for others.

Thankfully, if Ye Yang breaks through the cultivation, there will be a reward.

Anyway, with Goldfinger, you have to take off.

It's just that the take-off process is different.

"Good apprentice, you have to fight for some energy, it's up to you whether the teacher can take off or not."

Ling Yu looked at Ye Yang, who was meditating, and muttered something in his heart, then turned around and entered the main hall.

I hope he can really break through his cultivation.

If it fails, there is no hope for this golden finger.

Ling Yu returned to the side hall and entered the study.

He wanted to study the golden finger that popped up in his mind.

But no matter what he tried, it was useless.

Forget it, leave it to fate.

He had no choice but to pick up a brush to practice calligraphy and pass the time.

If Ye Yang refuses to sign the contract, someone from the government will come to seal it tomorrow.

He really had to pack up and leave, and in the future he would make a living by selling words and writing poems.

Therefore, it is very important to practice a good handwriting.

The Great Zhou Empire has also begun to attach importance to Confucianism and Taoism over the years, and many dignitaries and nobles love poetry, calligraphy and painting.

With his own poetry, even if he hits the street in practice, he can also mix well in the literary world.

At least eating is not a problem.

……

"Breakthrough, I finally broke through."

An hour later, Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes and shouted excitedly.

In just one hour, he broke through from the Shocking Cloud Realm to the Mountain Moving Realm.

The feeling of breaking the mirror made him refreshed, and his body couldn't help shaking, and he couldn't describe it in words.

The Shocking Cloud Realm is a hurdle in cultivation.

If he can't get through this hurdle, he will stop here for the rest of his life.

And he, Ye Yang, broke through at the age of seventeen.

How can you tell him not to be excited, not to be excited.

[Complete the task and reward the three-grade exercise "Basic Heart Method", calligraphy and painting +6, and telekinesis +6.] 】

"And it worked!?"

Ling Yu looked at the prompt that appeared again in his mind, both surprised and envious.

"I've broken through, I've broken through to move mountains."

Ye Yang ran in from outside, unable to hide his excitement, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, grabbed Ling Yu's arms, and shouted while shaking: "Do you still have poems?" Give me two more. ”

"This is a breakthrough, you are not fooling me, are you, trying to find a reason for me to take you in?"

Ling Yu said this deliberately.

"The ......"

Ye Yang was a little distracted, and he felt nervous for a while.

He can't see through my mind.

Ye Yang really thought so just now.

But that's no longer the case.

He really comprehended the mystery from that poem and broke through the cultivation.

Ye Yang dared to conclude that the Sect Master of the Rulong Sect in front of him, who looked ordinary except for a handsome face, must be a hidden boss.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of poetic attainments, it is absolutely unprecedented.

Just the poem just now, if it spreads, it will definitely move the world, and those literary giants have to kneel when they hear it.