Chapter 18: My Own Way
Xu Feng incarnated as Yuan Fang and turned on the dog licking mode, but Huang Shang knew it and was not so exaggerated.
Although the [Yang God] is much higher than the [Heavenly Dragon Babu] rank, he does not have any foundation at the moment.
If you say that you can realize some kind of peerless exercise after reading the "Tao Sutra" for one day, it is a fantasy.
Fortunately, compared to the real yellow clothes, he has a big advantage.
Vision.
Many reincarnators entered the ancient world and thought they were much smarter than the ancients.
In fact, it is not smart, but the pattern gap caused by different times.
Now that's the case, Huang Shang not only inherited Huang Shang's peerless talent, but also understood the gap between heaven and earth.
He didn't expect to pass the Tao Sutra at all and directly follow the path of divine soul cultivation.
The external conditions do not allow it, and he insists on thinking that he can create miracles, which is Tie Hanhan.
But he can draw on the knowledge.
There are differences in the vitality of heaven and earth, but knowledge is universal.
Especially for the study of the human body, for the induction of the soul.
So, while Huang Shang was reading the book, he had been sensing his soul.
It's hard.
A strong martial artist can look inside the five internal organs, meridians and acupoints, but if he wants to grasp the movement of the soul, the difficulty is doubled.
Because the former is an entity, it is real, and the latter is an ethereal.
And Huang Shang tried to use the various theories of the Taoist scriptures to constantly perceive, and finally ......
Didn't sense it either.
But in the meantime, he had something else to gain, and he felt another force lingering around him.
An illusory force that is different from the strength of the limbs, different from the qi and blood in the body.
Spiritual?
Again, it doesn't seem to be quite accurate.
With bold assumptions and careful verification, Huang Shang relied on his feelings and wrote down on paper:
Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.
That power really became clear, and even had a hint of it.
"This can be named the scholar's tone!"
Huang Shang was happy in his heart and named it.
I don't know what I practiced.
Perhaps, this is the big guy.
But it's not hard to guess.
The massive basic knowledge of the Tao Sutra made him understand what cultivation was, and then he could further recognize himself.
How is he different from other reincarnations and plot characters?
Knowledge!
Integrity and intelligence are gods, and as long as the reader is upright and strict in his heart, he can also be strong.
The spirit of the literati can be called the spirit of culture.
That's his power.
On the other side, Xu Feng's eyes widened, and he didn't forget to report to Xu Yue, Xu Yue listened, and his eyes were also colorful.
Why she didn't want Huang Sheng to learn the martial arts of this life was also because she was afraid that this grandmaster would be limited to the path of low martial arts and would have to spend a lot of money to jump out of the limitations in the future.
I didn't expect this surprise to come so quickly.
"Huang Shang is not the protagonist, and he can't enjoy the series of powerful fortunes of the protagonist, but his talent is much stronger than that of ordinary protagonists!"
"It doesn't matter if you don't have a good fate, let us be your good fortune!"
"Xu Feng, protect the Fa for him, the first cultivation is the most important, don't interrupt!"
Indeed, after Tian Xingjian condensed the first literary spirit, Huang Shang did not stop, and after a little brewing, he continued to write hard.
A line of three regular scripts jumped on the paper.
If it was before, although this font was square and clean, it was inevitably a little rigid and rigid, after all, it was for exams.
But at this time, there is an extra spirituality.
This is not just words, but the first use of tone.
The first role of the reader's power is certainly not to fight.
Rather, it is used for learning.
At this moment, Huang Shang's thoughts flowed.
His own knowledge, coupled with Zhang Zai's careful teaching during this time, faintly turned into a river and wandered through.
Blessed to the soul, he continued to write, and finished writing all the I Ching gossip:
"The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue."
"Follow the wind, the gentleman acts with deuteronomy."
"Gradually thunder and earthquake, the gentleman cultivates the province with fear."
"Good is like water, and a gentleman begins with deeds."
"Fire is the same person, and the gentleman distinguishes things by his kind."
"Step by step, a gentleman to distinguish the people's will."
"Gen Shan Qian, the gentleman to č£ (póu) is more than the few."
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Since Confucius praised Yi, "Zhou Yi" has been regarded as a sacred text by Confucianism and is the first of the six classics.
These eight sentences are not only hexagrams, but also the truth of people, knowing the interests and disadvantages, knowing the advance and retreat, and breaking the heavens.
Of course, from this gossip, eighty-eight and sixty-four trigrams can be derived, but Huang Shang is not greedy, and it is this gossip that has been rewritten repeatedly.
Heaven and earth, wind and thunder, water and volcanoes!
After writing a piece of paper, Huang Shang pondered for a moment, and then spread out the second paper.
When he wrote the fifth sheet, the aura in his body followed the tip of the pen and entered the paper.
Those eight sentences unexpectedly gave birth to a faint luster.
But Huang Shang, who was fully engaged in it, didn't notice that a thin wrinkle appeared from the corner of his eye.
After all, all the dedication of the spirit and spirit caused a great burden on his body.
If this continues, his longevity will be greatly reduced.
Xu Feng's face changed: "It's not good, his physique is still an ordinary person, and the heaven and earth vitality in this world is too thin, and he can't bear it without the supplement of the outside world." ā
Xu Yue heard this, and immediately decided: "Feed him a vermilion fruit." ā
Xu Feng was a little sour: "It's better for him than your own brother!" ā
Although he muttered, as soon as the stars in his palm lit up, a fragrant spirit fruit immediately appeared.
Xu Feng flicked his fingers and sent it directly into Huang Shang's mouth.
Compared to the inheritance of the [Yang God] world, although Zhu Guo is considered a treasure of heaven and earth, it is worth no more than three hundred reincarnation points.
The big head has been smashed down, where will the small one be stingy.
The zhu fruit melted in the mouth, and a trickle of warmth flowed down the esophagus, spreading from the stomach to the five internal organs, and finally to the limbs.
Huang Shang was refreshed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes slowly disappeared, and the pen walked away.
Sixth.
The seventh.
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Finally, the tenth sheet was completed, and when Huang Shang stopped heartily, the pen snapped and broke in response, but on the last piece of rough paper, there was already a faint aura lingering.
The eight sentences are all infused with literary tone.
"I need a pen, a pen that can carry the tone."
Huang Shang put down the broken pen in his hand and looked at the words on the paper, revealing his heartfelt joy.
He finally has the power that suits him best.
From now on, he will no longer be a powerless scholar.
Every bit of progress in learning can promote the improvement of one's own strength.
The road of literati oriented to history has also made great achievements.
Trying to suppress the joy in his heart, Huang Shang looked at Xu Feng on the bed and bowed: "Thank you, Brother Xu!" ā
Xu Feng grinned and said: "It doesn't have to be like this, it's all for the Great Song Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty ......."
After finishing speaking, Xu Feng felt that if the favorability was calculated according to one hundred points, how could there be twenty or thirty, and he could ask about that important thing: "The four sentences of opening peace for all generations are really good, how did you think of it?" ā
That's a pretty straightforward question.
Huang Shang sweated silently, revealing respect: "My teacher, Mr. Hengqu, takes "Yi" as the sect, "The Mean" as the body, "Li" as the use, and Confucius and Mencius as the law, these four sentences are inspired by it and done by Confucianism. ā
His words were ambiguous, as if he was inspired by Zhang Zai, and seemed to respect Zhang Zai's knowledge, so there were only four sentences.
It depends on how the individual understands it.
"Listening to this meaning, it is the spontaneous adjustment of the space, and there are not other reincarnators who are also eyeing Huang Shang."
Xu Feng only knew that oh oh, Xu Yue was relieved when he heard it, and he was not ready to play.
With Xu Feng here, it is enough.
One light and one darkness make it more convenient to act.
In view of this, she instructed Xu Feng a few words, and her figure floated out.
In the past few days, he has been staring at Huang Shang day and night, even with the energy of a star reincarnation, he is a little tired.
It's time to catch up on sleep.
Back in the guest room, Xu Yue frowned, opened the window, and breathed in.
Due to the many secrets of the reincarnation, they did not allow Xiao Er to disturb them, and they did not return for a few days, and there was naturally a turbidity in the guest room.
The main store where they are located is called Huixian Building, which was built close to the imperial city, but it is quiet in the middle of the noise, especially many private rooms, which are known for their seclusion and secrecy.
At this moment, when Xu Yue opened the window, he subconsciously looked at the Great Song Imperial City.
Suddenly, her gaze froze.
I saw a wisp of gray-black smoke, overflowing from the cracks in the palace wall, burrowing into the ground, and disappearing.
"In addition to us, there are other reincarnators in the capital!"
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(Ask for recommendation, ask for collection!) The book was sent early, and I had to run naked for half a month, so miserable...... ļ¼