In the Talent Pavilion, on the rows of bookshelves, there are neatly displayed volumes of books full of bookish atmosphere, and faintly, there is a faint talent lingering.

"These are all poems and articles collected by the Fang family over the past hundred years, as well as a large number of mental books, which can help literati gather talents. ”

Lin Yu has been in the Shengwen Continent for half a month, and he doesn't know much about other things, but he understands Wen Dao and talent quite clearly.

Because, talent is the most important thing in the world, and having talent is equivalent to having a future.

Bang!

The closer he got to the bookshelf, Lin Yu's heart beat faster and faster, and his gaze fell on the bookshelves in the first row.

On the side of the bookshelf hangs a small token that reads "Enlightenment".

"Enlightenment reading?"

Lin Yu frowned slightly, walked to the second row of bookshelves, and also saw the small token hanging on the side, but it was written "Introduction" on it

With doubts, Lin Yu walked to the bookshelf in the third row, and saw the words "Fanpin" engraved on the small token.

Lin Yu then glanced at the mental method books on the shelves in the third row, and there were only a few three volumes.

However, the talent that lingers on those three volumes of books is much stronger than the talent of the more than ten books in the second row.

As for the "Enlightenment" in the first row, there are fifty or sixty volumes, and in comparison, the talent is so thin that it is negligible.

"Xiao Taozi said that the talent and heart method is divided into five levels, and she only knows the entry and mortal products, and in the entire Wuling County, it seems that there are only five ordinary products, but I didn't expect the Fang family to account for three. ”

Lin Yu also secretly said, the Fang family is worthy of being the number one clan in Wuling County, and with these three ordinary talents, he can cultivate a lot of scribes.

In Wuling County, where Wendao monks are scarce, the status of scribes is already very high, and usually only those literati who can leave the body can be called scribes.

Talent is out of the body, can write poems with talent, if the poems are written, if they are amazing enough, they can attract the talent of heaven and earth.

There will even be some visions: talent around the body, talent empowerment, talent to the sky, talent to the spirit......

The more powerful and bizarre the vision, the higher the level of poetry written with talent, and the appearance of such poetry will surely cause a sensation.

"It's a pity that I, a person who has not opened my mind, can only find an enlightenment book, but I don't know if the enlightenment method can be enough for me to open my mind......

Lin Yu couldn't help muttering, if ordinary people want to become literati, they must accumulate some talent through simple enlightenment methods.

Then, through the accumulated talent, forcibly open the mind.

Ordinary people have four or five years of talent accumulation, and they can almost succeed in enlightening themselves and become literati, but Lin Yu began to read the Enlightenment Heart Method at the age of five and accumulated twelve years of talent, but he is still not enlightened enough.

And this time when he went to the Fang family's Caiqi Pavilion, Lin Yu also hoped to find a first-class enlightenment method and finally try to open his mind.

Because if you haven't enlightened yourself after the age of eighteen, you can only be an ordinary person in this life, and you can't get along with the literati.

If you can't become a literati, you won't be accompanied by talent, and your life span will become very short.

"Little guy, you've been muttering for so long, have you found the talent you want?"

At this moment, a slightly old voice suddenly sounded in the Talent Pavilion. At the same time, in the dark corner of the bookshelf, an old man with white hair and a scroll in his hand walked out.

With a hint of impatience on the old man's face, he said, "Hurry up and choose the book of the Good Heart Method, recite it silently, and then leave quickly." ”

"Every child of the Fang family, when they enter the Caiqi Pavilion, they have an hour's time, how long has it been?

Lin Yu frowned slightly.

After each of the Fang family's children entered the Caiqi Pavilion, they had half a pillar of incense to silently recite the mental method book, but he had only been in for a few minutes?

"Hmph, the old man's thoughts are like a spring of thought, and soon there will be talented poems and essays coming out, which will delay the old man's practice, can you afford it?"

The old man snorted coldly, and then looked Lin Yu up and down, and Lin Yu also felt a strange force that swept him from head to place.

"Hehe, I'm still an unenlightened nerd, get out, get out, get out, the old man is now thriving, and the Fang family will be noticed by the world because of the old man. ”

The old man couldn't help but compose a poem, spread the scroll in his hand on the desk of Caiqi Pavilion, and was about to start writing.

However, at the moment when the tip of the pen touched the paper, the old man's right hand trembled slightly, and then he sat down on the chair like a deflated ball.

"Hey, inspiration is fleeting!"

The old man sighed deeply, his face showed pain, but then he turned his head sharply, glared at Lin Yu and said, "Boy, you are the one who harmed the old man, and the old man's talented poems and essays were ruined by you." ”

"It's only the last day, if you don't write a talented article, the old man will have to leave the Fang family, without the support of the Fang family, it is very rare to want to become a Wendao monk in this life. ”

As he spoke, Lin Yu found that the old man was slumped in the chair in despair, his eyes blank.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu inevitably felt a little sad in his heart.

If ordinary people want to live a nourishing life, they can only become literati, and if they want to have a say in the literati, they must become talented scribes.

And if you want to gain power, status and status, you must become a talented monk of Wendao, and become a monk of Wendao in order to live this life in vain.

The world of Wendao monks, that is the existence that all literati yearn for, only to condense swords, to kill, which literati do not yearn for this kind of style.

However, the difficulty of becoming a monk is so great that many people cannot achieve it in their lifetime, and they can only return dust to dust and dust to earth in endless regrets.

Thinking of this, a poem suddenly appeared in Lin Yu's mind, and he also read it softly at the moment: "Helplessly, the flowers have fallen, and the familiar Yan has returned." ”

However, as Lin Yu opened his mouth to read, in the Talent Pavilion, a little bit of heaven and earth talent suddenly poured in, and this talent also directly revolved around Lin Yu, slowly rotating.

Even the bookshelves in the first and second rows also trembled slightly, as if in response to some kind of resonance.

"Huh?"

And at this moment, even the old man who was crying loudly, after noticing the changes in the Caiqi Pavilion, wiped away his tears and turned back.

Suddenly, the whole person was like five thunderbolts, looking at Lin Yu dumbfounded, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at Lin Yu who was in the middle of the whirlpool of talent, a pair of eyes were almost about to burst, and he said: "Cai, Cai, Cai, ...... around the body."