"Every word is beautiful, and every word is gold. I think the calligraphy and painting given to the second lady is worth the price. ”

When Hong Yi pushed away the gold and silver things, he didn't take his eyes off the book, and he didn't look at Chen Peng.

And he spoke calmly, as if he was stating a fact, instead of making remarks and raising his own value.

Just like he is really an ancient sage, a celebrity Confucian, calligraphy and painting have a price but no market, and they can't be obtained.

"A thousand words?"

After Chen Peng heard it, he recalled the couplet given to the second lady by the maidservant girl on the practice ground before, and now when he looked at the calligraphy and painting made by Hong Yi on the dilapidated wall of the house, he also nodded in affirmation: "The words are like a rock, their strength is mellow, and they are determined." The words you wrote, under my fate now, are indeed worth a thousand gold. There is no presumption. ”

"Passing the prize."

As the sound of flipping the book sounded, Hong Yi thanked him without raising his head.

But although it was a thank you, there was no fluctuation in his tone, and he didn't know whether he was really proud or self-deprecating.

"Since you have come to this world, why don't you try to cultivate Dao Martial Arts." Chen Peng didn't care about Hong Yi's blandness, but stood next to the desk, pointed to a book he was reading and said: "Reading, you can understand life and death, and read all kinds of life." Or can you break through the Hou Mansion and change your current situation? ”

Reading, although you can also read the saints, read the six realms of reincarnation, and the way of heaven is transcendent.

But it was also in a world where righteousness was the mainstay, Daowu fell, and ghosts and demons were rampant.

But now in Chen Peng's mind, the aura in the world of the Yang God is much higher than that of the Dou Po Continent, if you cultivate Taoism, martial arts, with Hong Yi's current character and perseverance, even if there is no chance in the future, you can achieve something extraordinary.

"As a person in the real world, you should know that you are useless and a scholar, and the truth is not as big as a fist. Since you are in such an illusory world, why don't you try to cultivate the Dao Martial Arts that deter the younger generations. ”

Chen Peng said, picked up a chair in the room, and with the sound of "crunching", sat down next to the desk, opposite Hong Yi.

It seems that he has nothing to do, and he wants to talk for a while and change Hong Yi's thoughts by the way.

Or.

said that Chen Peng wanted to understand how the real Yang God world was different from the original work.

"Hong Yi in the original book is really a scholar who wants to change the common people, make a great wish, and become a saint."

Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and he looked at Hong Yi, who turned his head to look at him because of his words.

"Reading is the safest thing now, it is to follow the will of the world today, and it is also the most suspicious place for Hong Xuanji. And even if Hong Xuanji doubted it, but there was a holy decree, he would not dare to stop me from going to the imperial examination and gaining fame. ”

Hong Yi may have seen people from the same world, and his words were a lot more than usual, although Chen Peng was an enemy, he killed him and brought him to this enemy who was worse than death, but he didn't hear money and outsiders like before, and he was concise and to the point, just a few words.

"Although this person is my enemy in my previous life, he is always much stronger than the Hou Mansion who hides a knife in his smile in this life, is like a ghost, and is full of murderous intent every step."

Hong Yi's thoughts were fleeting, and after putting down the book, he turned his head to look at Chen Pengshi, and then said again: "But if I practice martial arts, I will cultivate the Tao." will inevitably make Hong Xuanji suspicious. ”

As he spoke, he sneered at himself, "At that time, my biological father will definitely abandon my hard-won cultivation and imprison me in the mansion, and I will never be able to turn over."

Hong Xuanji didn't let Hong Yi cultivate martial arts, nor did he let him cultivate, because he was afraid that Hong Yi would go out to travel when he arrived, relying on his strong martial arts, and after making friends with some people in the rivers and lakes, he embarked on his mother's crooked path.

Therefore, Hong Xuanji, just in case, simply didn't let him cultivate martial arts, nor did he let him cultivate the Tao, just to save the worry, and it was a hundred.

But unlike the original book, Hong Xuanji supported him to read.

In the words of Hong Xuanji, "After reading through the books of the sages, you will realize that everything you do for your father is for your good." ”

Sounds right, maybe there's really some big truth in it.

In fact, to put it bluntly, in the eyes of Hong Yi, who is a person in the real world, it is after the saint issued the will of Wen Ze that Hong Xuanji had no choice, so he found a step down for himself.

"If it weren't for Hong Xuanji's power leaning towards the opposition, except for my residence and his Hou Mansion, everywhere would be under his eyes, do you think I don't want to cultivate martial arts, cultivate the Tao, and break this persecution that life is worse than death?"

Hong Yi sneered, as if sending off a guest, and picked up the book in his hand again.

But what Chen Peng felt was more helplessness in his heart, and he didn't want to affect his own thoughts.

"I Hong Yi now have no relatives, no friends and brothers, only a "friend" in this life who is an enemy in the previous life. Although I don't know if this person will spread my words today to Hong Xuanji's ears for the sake of merit. But even if it spreads, it will be relieved of the troubles of this world."

After Hong Yi sighed in his heart, he realized that today's mood was chaotic, and the books that never left his hand in the past were now unbearable.

"Why can't Dao Wu cultivate? How can the urgency of life and death not be solved? It's just that you didn't wait for your chance. ”

But when Chen Peng saw Hong Yi as if he was sending off a guest, he didn't leave, but spread out his palm and picked up the edge of his table, and the one near the windowsill used it to press the book and polish the ink.

It has a smooth appearance, is cool to use, and looks expensive.

But Chen Peng took a look at it, and knew that this thing was because Hong Yi had no money, so he used the finished thing, or a good jade embryo, so he picked up a few pieces of bluestone and polished it carefully.

"Creation is exquisite, as if it were made in nature."

Chen Peng praised it, and after seeing that there were still a few calligraphy inkstones on the windowsill, he "clicked" in Hong Yi's incomprehensible gaze, and broke one of the calligraphy inkstones in his palm into three full sections.

And the size of each section is the same, as if it has been accurately measured by the forging master, so as to cut the knife and form the object.

"What does that mean?"

And the neat three-section inkstone in front of him also made Hong Yi not angry for the first time.

and combined with Chen Peng's previous words, and he still had a few inkstones, so he was slightly puzzled and asked first.

"I am a martial artist, or a scholar, what does it have to do with this inkstone? Or is it my life-and-death crisis, can this inkstone be solved? ”

Hong Yi frowned, feeling that this person was divine.

"The Tao is not uncultivable, and the catastrophe of life and death is not unbreakable."

But after Chen Peng heard it, he didn't answer.

I saw that the three-color divine light in his hand flashed, and his three inkstones seemed to have turned into three-color villains.

Then, as if they had heard some command, the three villains jumped out of his hands, and after burrowing into the dirt in the north, southeast, and southwest directions of the house, they became a three-way encirclement of the house.

The surface of its soil is not damaged at all, as if these three villains have mastered the art of earth, and they are like swimming in water.

"The rich man is the law. Whether it's martial arts, Taoism, or studying. You must first have possessions, treasures, and magic weapons. Only then can you fight for that glimmer of life and break the current situation. ”

When Chen Peng looked at the thoughtful Hong Yi, he saw that after his finger touched the desk, the villain in the soil emitted a millimeter, as if he was psychic, modifying the location of the rocks in the soil.

At the same time, the staggered stones under the soil formed a strange pattern in an instant, and suddenly, Hong Yi in the house seemed to feel that the air around him was clearer, and even the previously troubled thoughts gradually calmed down.

"It's meditation, it's a place of well-being. It is the magic weapon that was lit before, and the property is arranged. But I can also change this array into a spirit gathering array, which is equivalent to the land of the wealth and the law, the earth, and the spiritual land of cultivation. Just because wealth can change, and if you have wealth, you can get all things. ”

As if explaining, Chen Peng looked at Hong Yikai, who was a little hazy about the way of cultivating the truth, and explained: "It's just that Hong Xuanji will definitely find out that something is wrong, so he can't arrange it here."

The words fell.

When Chen Peng's finger was a little bit more, several villains in the soil suddenly shattered, melted into the soil, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, after the aura in the air here dissipated, the room returned to its previous normal, the same as before