Purple gas comes from the east, three flowers gather at the top, and five qi are in the yuan.

The vitality of the True Yuan Realm, beside Chen Wuzhen, has undergone a very special change.

Chen Wuzhen's temperament also seems to be completely in tune with the ghosts between heaven and earth, forming a complete whole.

At this moment, he didn't run the "Hidden Dragon Technique", but he still seemed to gradually dissipate into the void.

He has turned himself into a poem and a picture.

A picture of 'lonely sycamore deep courtyard lock Qingqiu'.

In the painting, the heaven and the earth are blood-colored, the light is so dim and obscure, and the environment is so bleak and desolate.

"The three realms of literature and Taoism are for entry, entry, and completion. And on top of this, there is also the Extreme Dao - the Dao Realm Law Phase. ”

"It's like under normal circumstances, the Martial Dao True Pill Realm only has an eightfold realm, but in fact there is a ninth-level Extreme Dao realm. ”

"However, these have nothing to do with me - I have been invincible for 10,000 years in my previous life, and it doesn't matter whether I cultivate in this life or not. ”

Chen Wuzhen was in such a blood-colored environment, allowing the ghosts around him to roar and roar, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, but he didn't care.

"Sneer—"

At the thought of it, his eyebrows were like a thousand rays of light.

He was like a creation god in this Dao realm, and a great terrifying will was born all over his body.

"Hum—"

That invisible but incomparably bright light that made any soul feel incomparably bright, instantly turned into wisps of energy like ripples, and suddenly dispersed in all directions.

And the original blood-colored shadow area, although it has returned to normal at this time, has lost all vitality.

Chen Wuzhen's gaze returned to normal again.

He looked up.

The ants on the ground, the birds on the branches, the insects on the lawn, etc., all seemed to be completely asleep.

However, all of these have lost their vitality.

In a tragic Dao realm, all of them died.

"The realm, the true yuan realm is double consummated. ”

"It's true that I haven't cultivated, but I still broke through, and I guess Ling Xi didn't believe it. ”

"Or, she thinks it's her improvement that has caused me to improve. ”

"Alas, there is no way, it is so powerful. ”

Chen Wuzhen smiled, his gaze a little deeper.

......

The night is as cool as water.

"Ahh

Fang Lingxi was in his sleep, and suddenly let out an exclamation, like a midnight terror, and suddenly sat up in shock.

This violent movement instantly attracted the attention of Fang Cuili, who was sleeping on the bed next to him.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Fang Cuili rubbed her sleepy eyes, and came to Fang Lingxi's bedside in a bit of a daze.

"It's nothing, suddenly there is something very special, probably some understanding. You go back to sleep, I'll sit down and sleep again. ”

Fang Lingxi said softly.

Fang Cuili looked at Fang Lingxi in a daze, and said distressedly: "Miss doesn't have to devote herself so fully to cultivation, it will be difficult to sleep and eat like this, but the effect will not be too good." In addition, my uncle now knows the art of destiny, and the realm has also reached the True Yuan Realm, and he has begun to get on the right track, so don't worry too much, Miss. ”

"Well, I know, go to sleep. ”

Fang Lingxi smiled at Fang Cuili, and as he spoke, he sat down cross-legged on the bed and cultivated again.

Seeing this, Fang Cuili didn't say anything more, yawned and said, "Okay, Miss, Cuili will sleep first." ”

Fang Cuili said, fell to the opposite bed in a daze, and quickly fell asleep.

"I don't know what's going on, I suddenly woke up from my dream, and then ...... Suddenly I really want to write poetry?"

"It's like, half-asleep and half-awake, there is a feeling of enlightenment, and suddenly I feel that the text carries the Tao, can temper the Dao heart and sharpen the will?"

"Could this also be the awakening of some instinctive talents brought about by the gradual awakening of my bloodline?"

"It's just that this kind of midnight terror and restless heart palpitations are very uncomfortable. ”

Fang Lingxi muttered to herself, and then stood up gently.

She looked up at the twin waning moons in the sky, and her mood was inexplicably a little complicated.

"Sister Ling Xi, are you okay?

Outside the door, Lin Shiqin's voice came softly, with obvious concern.

"It's nothing, it's so late, hasn't Sister Shiqin rested yet?"

Fang Lingxi opened the door of the room and saw Lin Shiqin standing under the moon, and while responding softly, she was also very apologetic.

She knew that she had exclaimed before, although the voice was not loud, but it woke Lin Shiqin up.

"No, didn't I say it before, after getting a few fairy poems these days, I tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep. ”

Lin Shiqin smiled slightly, and then walked into Lin Shiqin's room.

"Sister Shiqin, I just had a little throbbing in my soul inexplicably, and then I woke up in shock, there is nothing dangerous, so my sister is worried. ”

Fang Lingxi smiled bitterly.

"The soul is throbbing? What's going on? Could it be that the soul is hurting?"

Lin Shiqin was taken aback.

"No, it's not, it's all of a sudden...... It seems that he has some enlightenment about poetry and literature. It seems that there is a sense of sobriety and empowerment, and then I feel that those poems that have been handed down from generation to generation are really too beautiful and meaningful. ”

Fang Lingxi thought about it, but he didn't hide it, and told his situation.

"Hmm, I see, congratulations to my sister, the talent in Wendao has awakened, so that the natural transformation of the Dao has been born, and in Wendao, I have already started!"

Lin Shiqin was very pleasantly surprised.

"Huh? Is there anything else you say?"

Fang Lingxi was also a little confused.

"Yes, this kind of change belongs to the 'natural entry' in terms of literature and Taoism, that is, in the future, any poem, Ling Xi can instinctively sense the aesthetic conception contained in it, and even in his mind, it can completely form a beautiful picture - of course, it is your own exclusive picture.

It may not be the real picture presented in the poem, but the gap is not big. ”

Lin Shiqin explained excitedly.

Before, although she was able to talk about poetry with Fang Lingxi, in terms of poetry attainments, she had already entered the country. And Fang Lingxi is just at the level of a lover, and he can only experience the beauty of poetry and songs, but he may not be able to truly understand where the specific beauty is.

And now, Fang Lingxi's progress can be described as a real layman, stepping into the door in one fell swoop.

"Original...... Doesn't that mean that every time a poem enters the country, it is almost equivalent to an ethereal state of 'inability to be thoughtless'?"

Fang Lingxi seemed to grasp something, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, even that, the effect of cultivating sentiment, sharpening will, and tempering Dao heart is far better than ordinary penance, or even epiphany! Sister Ling Xi, you have such a talent in this regard, it is really ...... What a surprise!

In this way, Ling Xi, if you enter Haoyue Academy, it shouldn't be a big problem to get an extra place for special recruitment. ”

Lin Shiqin said very excitedly.

She knew very well that Chen Wuzhen must disdain to go to any academy.

However, Chen Wuzhen will definitely follow Fang Lingxi - or Fang Lingxi will definitely not abandon Chen Wuzhen no matter where he goes.

"Ling Xi, now you comprehend Chen Gongzi again...... Look at the artistic conception of your husband's song "Yuelou Spring" - perhaps, you will be able to understand him. ”

Lin Shiqin sighed in her heart, and at the same time, at this moment, she directly proposed.

After speaking, she didn't even wait for Fang Lingxi to answer, and directly chanted the immortal word again.

"Before the bottle, he planned to say the return date, but he swallowed miserably before he said a word. ”

"Life is a lover, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. ”

"Leave the song and don't renovate it, a song can teach the intestines. ”

"You have to look at all the flowers in the city, and it's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze from the beginning. ”

After Lin Shiqin chanted this poem, Fang Lingxi's delicate body was already trembling slightly, and tears were already filling her eyes.

"Husband, he thinks that he can't enter the academy because of his poor talent, and thinks that after I go to Haoyue Academy, I will leave him?"

"Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon...... Husband, you really care about me. ”

After understanding the meaning of the poem after entering the country, at that moment, the artistic conception of the poem that Fang Lingxi comprehended was completely different.

Even, through this poem, because she shares the talent with Chen Wuzhen, she seems to be able to see through a trace of the vicissitudes and heaviness, loneliness and loneliness that come from the depths of Chen Wuzhen's heart.

At that moment, Mingwu artistic conception and Chen Wuzhen had a moment of heart, and Fang Lingxi's emotions actually had a great resonance with poetry.

She finally couldn't hold it back, tears streaming down her eyes.