The Wendao Monk is a unique one-vein cultivation system in the Eastern Continent.

At the same time, it is also a cultivation system that the royal family attaches the most importance to, because the dream of the vast majority of Wendao monks is to cultivate themselves and govern the country together!

It can be said that Wendao and Martial Dao are the two most popular cultivation paths in the Eastern Continent. Unlike those who require extremely high talent in cultivation and magic, ordinary people have the opportunity to come into contact with Wendao and martial arts.

As for how far you can go in the way of literature and martial arts, it all depends on your talent and cultivation.

Etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics are the six arts of Wendao, and the introduction to Wendao starts from these six arts.

At the initial stage of entering the cultivation stage, ordinary children, like acquired martial artists, temper their inner qi.

It's just that the method of tempering the internal qi of Tongsheng is the method of Wendao in the six arts of literature and Taoism, and the internal qi tempered is also the awe-inspiring inner breath of righteousness.

And this inner family aura is not as strong as the warrior's attack, it is just a bit of a wise self-protection.

At this time, the fighting style of Wendao beginners, that is, Tongsheng, is almost the same as that of a martial artist, but there is a righteous spirit between one move and one style.

However, once one reaches the second realm of the Wendao, that is, the second order of the various cultivation systems, there will be earth-shaking changes.

The true qi of Wendao in the body will be transformed into the qi of Wenhua, and it can be combined with the truth that he has comprehended from poetry and articles to urge all kinds of unthinkable means to come out.

And the reason why the Wendao monk will generate the Wenhua Qi in the second order is that the key lies in a Wenxin.

Wenxin, like Linggen, is a mysterious and mysterious thing.

Just as a martial artist can condense the acquired spiritual root in the innate period and enter the Dao with martial arts, a Wendao monk can also condense the Wenxin after condensing the inner qi of the Dao in his body after sympathizing with the heaven and earth.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this Wenxin is just a variant of the spiritual root.

The cultivation of Wendao is actually similar to the process of martial artists entering the Tao with martial arts in the innate period, and sword cultivation casting sword embryos in the foundation building period.

However, the origin of Wendao is not simple, it is rumored that there was a bland scholar in the Tianyuan world, who did not want to practice martial arts, but loved to dance and write.

There is a way to the same end of the three thousand different paths, and when the scholar is destined for the year, he will suddenly realize one day.

Like Jian Xiu, Wen Dao was created in this way. Since then, this scholar has become a natural Wenzu.

Later, it was rumored that before Wenzu ascended, he forcibly changed the rules of heaven and earth with great mana.

Since then, once the monks of the Wendao lineage have comprehended and made achievements in the Wendao, they will have the vast Wenqi left by the Wenzu to help the Wendao monks improve their cultivation.

This Wen Qi infusion body is even a huge advantage for the Wendao monks over the martial artists, and a martial artist can sympathize with the world faster and condense the advantage of the literary heart.

Of course, Wen Dao also has its own limitations, that is, it cannot go against the sky like a warrior and take everything for his own use.

Under such a premise, he was born with a literary heart, which is equivalent to the innate true qi that a martial artist cultivated when he first cultivated, and it is also equivalent to a cultivator in the qi training period.

This is a huge advantage.

Therefore, although Wang Zheng said that he was crazy, he also had to admit that he had crazy capital.

I saw that soon a young man with a stirring spirit would send a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to come forward and set it up on the table where the Confucian monk surnamed Zhang had already stood.

At this time, the monk surnamed Zhang smiled at a singer not far away:

"I wonder if the girl is willing to sharpen ink for Zhang?"

This smile, coupled with his heroic appearance, can be described as suave.

And after hearing the words, the singer showed a shy expression, and finally nodded, came to his side gently, and sharpened the ink for him.

The beauty is on the side, and the man surnamed Zhang seems to have become more sharp.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the man surnamed Zhang writing on the white paper.

Soon, a short song jumped on the page. Almost as soon as the poetry was completed, a faint aura of Wenhua came from the void and poured into his body.

Although the cultural atmosphere is extremely weak, it at least proves the excellence of this short poem.

You must know that only if the original poem is good enough can it trigger the rules of heaven and earth that Wenzu forcibly added!

Almost as soon as the white Wenhua Qi came out, there were bursts of exclamations in the entire Ruyi Fang.

In the environment where everyone in the Tianyuan world knows about cultivation, almost everyone knows that Zhang Gongzi's works are definitely not bad.

Not to mention, in a place like Ruyifang, there are countless disciples of the family. With their knowledge, even if they don't see Gao Gongzi's article, they can judge something or two just by the atmosphere of culture.

As if enjoying the exclamation, Gao Gongzi indifferently blew the ink that had not yet dried. Then he handed the poem to the maid in a low voice.

Looking at Miss Ze'er with gentle eyes, Gao Gongzi said unhurriedly: "Make a clumsy song, dedicated to Miss Ze'er, and talk about your heart." ”

"Haha, talk about your heart? Gao Gongzi, you wrote a lovesick poem. ”

"Gao Gongzi of Xiling City really lives up to his reputation, they all say that men in the Western Continent are romantic, but now I have met Gao Gongzi in the Eastern Continent who understands romance better than our Western Continent. ”

"If Gao Gongzi can write me a poem like this, people will be willing to die......"

Even, even Wang Zheng nodded subconsciously after reading that poem, in all fairness, Wang Zheng didn't know any poetry.

The poetry in his heart is good or bad, it is nothing more than whether it reads well or not. The poem written by Gao Gongzi is indeed catchy to read, and there is also a charm hidden in it.

"It seems that this kid is crazy, not a natural literary, and he still has real skills. ”

Wang Zheng gave Gao Gongzi such an evaluation in his heart.

Over there, as soon as Gao Gongzi's words fell, there were bursts of coaxing around him, mixed with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

In this Xiling City, Gao Gongzi has a good background, good literary talents, good cultivation, and good appearance, which can be described as a rare wishful husband, and is also the object of envy and jealousy in the hearts of men.

Therefore, as soon as Gao Gongzi's blatant courtship poem came out, it immediately caused a burst of commotion.

And Gao Gongzi seemed to enjoy the feeling of being overwhelmed by the stars, and in the crowd, his back seemed to be more straight.

As for Miss Ze'er, one of the parties, she bowed slightly, did not refuse or accept, and lightly took Zhang Gongzi's new poem, and commented without hesitation:

"Gao Gongzi's literary brilliance is really outstanding, and he deserves to be the rising star of Confucianism and Taoism in our Xiling City. Ze'er accepted this gift. Thank you, Mr. Gao. ”

Gao Gongzi, who was starry and moonlit, heard Miss Ze'er's words of not talking or expressing, and a slight displeasure immediately flashed in his eyes.

But soon, that displeasure was deeply hidden by him.

"Humph!"

However, before Gao Gongzi could continue to say something, an inappropriate cold snort suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Looking at the cold snort, I saw a young man who was full of alcohol and somewhat similar to Gao Gongzi's appearance, looking at Gao Gongzi with a cold face.

"Hehe, Gao Yun, don't you practice the six arts of Confucianism and Taoism in the City Lord's Mansion, what are you doing in this Ruyi Fang to be embarrassed?

When Gao Gongzi saw the man who looked a little similar to himself, his expression immediately changed, and an almost undisguised disgust and ridicule appeared.

And the man called Gao Yun, although he was full of alcohol, his eyes were extremely clear, and he looked directly at Zhang Gongzi, who had an extraordinary bearing:

"Only you Gao Wen are allowed to come, but I am not allowed to come Gao Yun? Isn't the rules of Xiling City set by you?"

Gao Gongzi, that is, Gao Wen, heard this, the cold color in his eyes flashed, but in an instant, he showed a playful smile:

"Naturally, the rules are not set by me, but for my brother today, I am here to present a poem for Miss Ze'er, which represents the face of the Gao family.

At this moment, this Ruyi Fang, the disciples of my Xiling City family gathered, you are a waste...... You and I are both children of the Gao family, don't you also have poems to dedicate to Miss Ze'er?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zheng's face showed an inexplicable look, and after taking a sip of spirits, he whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"The two brothers are jealous, the elder brother is talented, and the younger brother looks like a waste, this seems to be the rhythm of a third-rate script......"