This can be said to be Lin Feng's greatest wish at present.

You know, he is about to be poor now, and he only has more than 1,000 Daxia coins in his pocket......

With this amount of money, let alone improving the strength of martial arts, it is impossible to maintain a normal livelihood.

Therefore, Lin Feng reported his identity account as soon as possible, intending to get the money as soon as possible and leave!

It was a reward of tens of millions of Xia coins, and he was thrilled just thinking about it!

"With this money, I can squander it in the virtual universe and soak in the Great Xia Arena every day to sharpen it!" Lin Feng couldn't help but be fascinated, "When the time comes, why worry that my strength can't improve quickly!"

Thinking of this, Lin Feng hurriedly cast an eager gaze at Zhao Ling.

"Little brother, tens of millions of Xia coins are just a trivial matter for our Zhao Mansion. Don't worry, it will definitely arrive in half an hour!" After writing down Lin Feng's identity and account number, the middle-aged man, who had always looked solemn, showed a rare smile, "Now, my young lady wants to talk to you, I don't know if you want to?"

"Miss Zhao?" Lin Feng was slightly stunned, but soon smiled, "It's okay left and right, then listen to it!"

"Okay, little brother, come with me. ”

"Hmm. ”

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Not long after, under the guidance of the middle-aged man, Lin Feng came to a private room in the Zhao Mansion.

As for the swordsman formed by the "Poetry Condensation Atmosphere", Lin Feng ordered him to stand in place and wait.

In the elegant room, all the furnishings are full of ancient charm, and there is sandalwood, which makes people smell and feel comfortable.

"You may be seated, little brother. ”

The middle-aged man was enthusiastic and authentic, and Lin Feng was naturally not polite, so he directly found a Nanmu chair to sit down.

Zhao Ling also found a chair to sit at random, and as for the middle-aged man, he kept staying by Zhao Ling's side, respectfully.

"I don't know if Miss Zhao asked me to talk about it, but do you have something important to discuss?" Lin Feng said straight to the point.

He understands that with an identity like Miss Zhao's family, if there is no important matter, he will definitely not waste time making an appointment.

"It's really important. After pursing her lips and smiling, Zhao Ling also said very bluntly, "However, before we talk about business, can you tell Mr. your name?"

"Sir, don't dare to bear it, don't dare to bear it!" Lin Feng smiled slightly, "My name is Lin Feng, and I am from a primary civilized world. This time I came to participate in the poetry meeting, in fact, just to get some rewards!"

"No wonder, no wonder...... No wonder it's a newcomer!"

Hearing Lin Feng explain his origin, Zhao Ling and the middle-aged people all suddenly realized why Lin Feng had such a talent for literature and Taoism, but he was not even a literary cultivator before!

In their opinion, the primary civilization world is too backward, and the probability of giving birth to Wenxiu is really too slim!

Therefore, Lin Feng is a newcomer to literature and Taoism, and in their opinion, it is completely reasonable!

"Miss Zhao, before we talk about things, I don't know if you can help me solve my doubts? I really don't know much about the matter of Wen Xiu!" Lin Feng said sincerely.

"Mr. Lin Feng wants to ask about Wen Xiu, right?" Zhao Ling's beautiful eyes flashed, and then Yan Ran smiled, "Then, I'll give you Mr. first, talk about this so-called Wen Xiu!"

"There's Miss Lao Zhao!" Lin Feng hurriedly got up and saluted.

"One life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five reading. Wen Xiu, it is the vein of reading!" Zhao Ling said eloquently, "The pioneer of this vein is rumored to be the Cangjie Divine Monarch of the Immortal Realm, that is, the white-robed old man you saw when you signed the Wendao contract!"

"And the threshold of cultural cultivation is not as high as that of life cultivation, but it is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve. ”

"Generally speaking, only if you have considerable talent in the Wendao and have reached the life level of the half-step God of War above the level of the half-step God of War can you hope to sign a Wendao contract with the Cangjie Divine Monarch and become a Wenxiu to mobilize the laws of the Wendao. ”

"This is the reason why it is very rare for a scholar to be born in the first civilized world. ”

"Not to mention the elementary civilized world, I don't know that there is a culture and cultivation at all. Even if they knew, it would be difficult for anyone to have a considerable talent for Wen Dao on the basis of reaching the half-step God of War level!"

"The means of literary cultivation are mainly piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs! Although these methods are not as strange as those of life cultivation, they are also absolutely powerful!"

"Take your poems...... I guess you already know that the swordsman you have turned into 'Poetry into Condensation' is extraordinary, right?"

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Hearing this, Lin Feng hurriedly nodded heavily.

The punch he had tried his best to bring no damage to the swordsman.

From this alone, he could clearly feel how powerful the swordsman was!

There is no doubt that if Lin Feng does not urge Sumeru Jinshan to suppress it, he will definitely not be the opponent of the swordsman!

"The atmosphere condensed by Wen Xiu's writing poems often has extraordinary combat power, at least above the stellar level!" Zhao Ling continued to leisurely solve Lin Feng's doubts, "Of course, how much combat power there is depends on the level of the poem itself!"

"The stronger the poem, the stronger the atmosphere!"

"Meteorology is the embodiment of the laws of literature and Taoism, and it cannot last forever. Normally, it would take a few months for the power of the law contained in it to finally dissipate!"

"Of course, the meteorological combat power is strong, but after all, the time is limited. Therefore, the way of poetry is just a small way of literature. ”

"What the literary cultivators are really powerful is the four ways of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting! These four are the real daunting means of the literary cultivators!"

"The way of the piano can affect the soul. Chess lane, can be arranged formations. The way of calligraphy can be written into a book. Drawing the Dao can build the realm of illusion!"

"In short, there are four ways of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, each of which is extremely powerful!"

"For example, the current literary saint of my Great Xia Empire is a master of calligraphy!"

"As soon as his book comes out, he can easily annihilate a planet!

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After listening to what Zhao Ling said, Lin Feng's heart kept beating wildly.

He never imagined that Wen Xiu's methods could be so terrifying!

As soon as the book comes out, it can easily annihilate a planet!

This simply made Lin Feng unbelievable!

"In this way, the true scripture that I tore on the Domain Realm Flying Boat is actually a volume of Wenxiu's scriptures?" Lin Feng kept sighing in his heart, "This Wenxiu is really magical, and the scriptures I wrote can improve my life level if I tear them up!"

"Huh, yes!"

"Since the ancient poems of the earth are useful, then ...... Isn't it possible that all the scriptures on earth can be written in books?"

"In this way, as long as I write every day and tear every day, wouldn't my strength be able to rise gradually?"

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's heart pounded, and it was almost difficult to suppress the ecstasy in his heart.