Fang Xiaoli laid the 'ring ruler' on the table, and then began to study. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He grew up in Hanshan and had never been exposed to 'Wenqi', let alone how to control it.

At such a time, he hoped that the two seniors of Taixue Palace and Dongshu Mansion, Qu Zhong and Shao Bowen, would at least give him some guidance.

It's impossible just to think about it, the two Great Confucians are 108,000 miles away from Hanshan, and it would be impossible to attract the two Great Confucians if it wasn't for 'Jiang Chengzi' last time.

At the moment, Fang Xiaoli can only rely on his own exploration.

Haoran righteousness has a little traction effect, but it is only 'a little', Fang Xiaoli tried a few times, but he gave up this method.

"With my Haoran Qi, I can't go deep into the 'Ring Ruler' Wenqi, I can only draw out one point, this is not that Haoran's Qi is useless, but because my literary rank is not high, Haoran's Qi is not pure enough, so I can't really fit with ......Wenqi"

Fang Xiaoli was not discouraged, but continued to think of a way.

"Haoran's qi can't lead to 'Wenqi', so the 'Haoran Sword' may be possible!"

Thinking of the 'Haoran Sword', Fang Xiaoli's eyes suddenly lit up, although the Haoran Sword was condensed from Haoran's qi, it was not Haoran's qi.

The aura of the majesty is like air, existing in the dark void, like the wind, like the clouds, like the fog, ethereal, but real...... It's just that it can't be captured with the naked eye, let alone used.

But the Sword of Haoran adheres to the characteristics of Haoran's qi, but it can be seen and touched. And more importantly, Haoran's sword is as powerful as a sharp edge! If you use this to break through the 'ring ruler' style, there is some permission.

Immediately, Fang Xiaoli sacrificed the 'Haoran Sword'.

Sou~!

The sword is like a mang, directly piercing through the ring ruler.

A trace of yellow light burst out from the ring ruler, and Fang Xiaoli's spirit was shocked. In a trance, he saw some pictures, but they were not clear, intermittent, like a dream bubble.

Fang Xiaoli came back to his senses, and his face showed a hint of joy.

"The style is divided into grades, each grade is divided into upper, middle and lower three grades, and the five grades of Huangmang, and the intermediate level...... At least the great Confucian literary spirit! He has written ten chapters to pass on the country, and he is among the celebrities, and he has reached five tripods in every word!"

Fang Xiaoli felt that his head was dizzy, and there was only one thought turning in his mind - earned!

He has not yet condensed the 'literary qi', and the power of speech has only reached the half-peak of words, and it is easy to imagine how difficult it is to achieve the literary qi in the precept ruler. Now that such a valuable treasure is placed in front of him, it is tantamount to opening a shortcut for him.

"It's a pity!" Fang Xiaoli sighed softly, "The ring ruler is damaged, the literary quality is declining, the fourth grade of orange mang, the intermediate level, and the power cannot be compared with the fifth grade......

Half-ringing, Fang Xiaoli slowly calmed down.

"Although I used the sword of Haoran to break through the ring ruler, I only opened a small opening, and I couldn't see all the pictures just now......"

After thinking about it, Fang Xiaoli decided to make a big ......

Buzz~!

Haoran's sword throbbed, and then the white light flashed in front of Fang Xiaoli's eyes.

Rumble~!

When the ring ruler was completely broken at once, Fang Xiaoli's face suddenly changed greatly,...... Play big!

Fang Xiaoli finally knew what it meant to be 'Wen Si is like a spring'! The 'Wen Qi' in the ring ruler poured into Fang Xiaoli's mind in large quantities like a flash flood, and his mind was full of it, and before it could be digested, there was an endless stream of Wen Si surging from behind......

Fang Xiaoli's face was pale, and he was truly frightened.

This feeling is not pleasant, if you have to illustrate it vividly, it is roughly a child swimming under the embankment, the child has a big heart, and the embankment is made a small hole, well, the water is too small, and then a bigger hole is made, mom...... What a big water ...... The child drowned...... What's more, kids can't swim!

Well, this is a very vivid picture. Fang Xiaoli's current situation is not much different from this guy.

He tried to suppress his mind with King Vajra, but King Vajra had just emerged, and in an instant, he was swept away by the huge 'torrent of literary thoughts'.

Fang Xiaoli spurted out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow', and his face was as pale as snow.

Although he learned three learnings, but in the process, he obtained the 'Haoran Sword' of the Holy Academy, and then he killed the eight-clawed octopus and walked the right way, and the aura of Haoran increased even more, and all of a sudden the aura of Confucianism and Taoism overshadowed his other doctrines, even if King Vajra Ming was strong, he could not resist the erosion of 'Wen Si' at all!

Endless 'Wen Si' poured into Fang Xiaoli's mind, and Fang Xiaoli's spirit almost collapsed!

Suddenly, Fang Xiaoli bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain made him regain a trace of clarity.

He knew that he had to do something, and if he didn't do anything, he would be directly destroyed by the 'Wen Si' in the ring ruler!

"If I have literary products, even if they are the lowest quality, I will have a way to resist this 'torrent of literary thoughts'! Unfortunately, I have not obtained fame, and I am destined to have literary products. ”

"What to do!"

"What are I going to do?!"

Fang Xiaoli's consciousness was like being beaten with a hammer every minute and every second, and every minute and every second was as long as a year.

"It's detrimental to simply 'ring ruler', otherwise the five-grade Wensi will definitely crush my consciousness in an instant, but even if it is the fourth-grade Wensi, I have to find a way to accept it, otherwise, in a while, I will definitely have schizophrenia!"

"I have to write a hand, a hand that can completely accommodate the 'torrent of literature and thought'!"

Fang Xiaoli's mind spun fast, he thought of the mountains, the rivers, the sky, and the earth...... His world is open, and everything he has learned in the past is presented in his mind.

"The shape of the device does not exist, and the square inch is inclusive. ”

"You are not angry and stubborn. There is no need to be prepared for a husband. There will be patience, and it will be helped. There is tolerance, and virtue is great. ”

One sentence is from "The Preface to the Famous Ministers of the Three Kingdoms", and the other is from "The Analects", and even Fang Xiaoli can't think of other better sentences.

"Just use it!"

Airplanes!

Fang Xiaoli had just thought of a way, but his mind hurt sharply.

"The 'Torrent of Thoughts' is too terrifying, it is simply invincible, unstoppable, and with my current physical condition, I can't support writing so many strokes......"

"Now I don't have the attention to think about anything else, I can only condense these sentences, but I can't destroy the original meaning of the sentence, otherwise it won't work at all. ”

Fang Xiaoli put up the last twelve points of spirit, and even shattered all the previous words, a full thirty-two bytes. Then, he began to splice the bytes, cut them, splice them again, and cut them again......

Suddenly, his heart became brighter and brighter!

Fang Xiaoli didn't dare to slack off, time was too precious for him, the rice paper had already been prepared, and the brush was also stained with ink, so he just needed to write.

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