In the garden, half of the incense sticks in the hearth had been burned, and no one had yet been able to annotate the mutilated handwriting that appeared on the hides. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The condensed moonlight on the animal skin was no longer as rich as before, and there were signs of dissipation, and the handwriting that appeared in the moonlight began to blur.

Chen Yuan was not in a hurry, his mind was immersed in the space of consciousness, and the ink-colored small seal formed by the oath was still confined in the white light, which had no effect on him at all.

The six-book doctrine of "Shuowen Jie Zi" is very suitable for the evolution of characters in this world, and he had previously used "Shuowen" to annotate the last new words in Moge, and the effect was remarkable.

"Found it!"

Chen Yuan was happy in his heart, staring at the "Sayings" displayed in the golden light, and wrote: "Ding, three-legged and two-eared, and the treasure of the five flavors." Xi Yu collected the gold of Jiumu and cast under Jing Mountain. "Zuo Chuan, Xuan Three Years" in the past summer party has virtue, tribute gold nine herds, casting tripod elephants, all kinds of things and prepare for it, so that the people know God, so the people into the mountains and forests of Sichuanze, not if it is not enough, the charm of the spirit can not meet it......"

Chen Yuan deleted texts that did not fit into this world, such as Yi and Zuo Chuan, which did not exist in this world.

Therefore, all the parts related to "Yi" and "Zuo Chuan" were discarded by him.

After several changes of writing, he had a final draft in his heart, he withdrew from the space of consciousness, and seeing that there was still more than half of the time, Shi Shiran picked up the pen, dipped it in red ink, and began to write in the blank part of the animal skin scroll.

According to the note, the first stroke of the word "Ding" fell, and the sound of the wind sounded, and the movement was far away.

Chen Yuan only felt that the brush in his hand had become heavy, and every stroke he had to spend a lot of effort.

He was surprised in his heart, this was a situation he had never encountered before, and when he completed the new words in the ink pavilion yesterday, he was not as difficult as he is now.

It's like there's an invisible hand trying to stop him from writing.

"Heaven and earth karma!"

Unprovoked enlightenment comes to mind, and those who want to change the avenue of heaven and earth must have the karma of heaven and earth.

"Ding" in ancient China, is the town of the country artifact, is the Son of Heaven vessel, where the sacrifice of heaven and earth, must use Ding.

Ding is one, two ears and three legs, which fits the avenue of heaven and earth, and conforms to the meaning of Tao giving birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things.

The font was incomplete before, so it was naturally fine, but now Chen Yuan wants to complete it, and naturally there is a great avenue induction, and the karma is blocked.

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At the end of writing, there was no trace of blood on Chen Yuan's face, and on his pale face, beads of sweat could be seen sliding down his face from time to time.

When the last stroke fell, Chen Yuan's face was flushed, and his body was even more wet like falling water.

A hint of luck flashed in his eyes, Chen Yuan knew in his heart that he didn't have the strength to write the last stroke just now, but just when he was about to give up, an invisible force suddenly emerged between heaven and earth, isolating the karma of heaven and earth, so that he had the opportunity to finish the last stroke.

A dazzling golden flame appeared on the animal skin roll, completely enveloping the word "Ding".

The bright red ink, like gasoline on fire, burns violently, emitting a brilliant golden light, in the golden light, hundreds of lights, men and women weaving, the king worships the sky, the warrior kills the enemy and so on emerge one by one.

Under the golden flames, the invisible resistance quickly weakened until it disappeared.

Chen Yuan could feel that after the appearance of this golden flame, there seemed to be a great existence in the underworld, who was looking at him gently, gently resisting the karma of heaven and earth for him, Chen Yuan did not feel fear, as if a child who was watched by his parents was fearless.

After the word "Ding" was written, he began to write a note, at this time, he could no longer feel the obstruction of the karma of heaven and earth, and the pen in his hand was writing faster and faster.

"Ding, phonetic note: ㄉ1ㄥv. One body, two ears and three legs, the vessel of nine gold, the vessel of the Son of Heaven, and the vessel of Qiankun. The charm and the spirit can not be approached, the gods and spirits can not be committed, and the rise and fall of a country will be sacrificed by the world. ”

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In the pavilion, the atmosphere was depressing, Gu Lianying wanted to say something, but she felt an invisible pressure, oppressing her mind, so that she couldn't say a word, she knew that this was the power of the ink pavilion inspector secretly using the ink path to suppress her spirit, so that she couldn't speak.

Among the people present, only the city lord found a clue, but this is a matter inside the Mo Pavilion, although he is good friends with Gu Lianying, but he is not good at interfering in this matter, and he also has other plans in his heart, "After this incident, I can naturally keep her safe and prevent the Song family's father and son from succeeding." ”

Outside the pavilion, there was a commotion, and there seemed to be exclamations.

"Go see what's going on?"

Song Yingge commanded in a deep voice, he was in a good mood, and he didn't think there would be any changes, and there was joy in his voice.

Hearing this, the attendant ran out for a while, and came back to resume his life, "Patriarch, suddenly there are dark clouds outside, and a strong wind is blowing, as if it is going to rain heavily. ”

"Now I don't know what to do outside. ”

Song Yingge frowned, if this meeting was interrupted because of the rain, the plan he arranged would affect most of it, at least in the assessment before the opening ceremony, there would be no way to do anything, he was silent for a few breaths, and was about to speak, but he saw the city lord and the ink pavilion superintendent set off together and walked out of the pavilion.

The bigwigs didn't know what aroused the interest of these two, but they followed slowly.

Outside, there was indeed a strong wind, and the whole sky was shrouded in thick dark clouds, and above the dark clouds, there were silver lightning shining from time to time, like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, which was moving.

The City Lord and the Ink Pavilion Inspector seemed to be attracted by something, and their eyes were fixed on the corner of the garden, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

Song Yingge and the others looked over, and the other bigwigs might be nothing, but Song Yingge saw someone sitting in that corner with a pen and writing hard, and he sighed in his heart, and secretly thought, "Why is he?"

At this time, a flash of lightning happened, different from the panic of other students, in the eyes of the city lord and others, Chen Yuan's face was calm, and his hand holding the pen was as steady as a mountain stone, and he showed everyone's atmosphere with one stroke at a time.

In the eyes of the city lord and the Mo Pavilion superintendent, Chen Yuan's body can be seen countless purple and gold points of light, constantly converging on the pen he holds in his right hand, with a stroke of a stroke, into the words, on the animal skin, the Wenhua breath is raised inch by inch, each stroke, there seems to be an inexplicable breath, pulling wind and thunder, and there is a weather that covers the sky and the sun.

Qi and machine intertwined, pulling heaven and earth, a silver brilliance emanated from the top of Chen Yuan's head, through the sky, where the brilliance shone, the dark clouds in the sky showed a hollow, dark and far-reaching, I don't know where it leads.

"The pen has a spirit!"

"Sympathetic to the air machine!"

Almost at the same time, the City Lord and the Ink Pavilion Inspector exclaimed in surprise.

The city lord was overjoyed, and in the city he managed, there was a scholar who could have a vision of "writing and having a spirit", which was of great help to his future development.

Although he is not directly in charge of the local Ink Pavilion, he happened to be a student who could write down the "sympathy of qi and machine" when he was inspecting, and he could also share in the benefits of such achievements.

"I didn't expect that there is such a beautiful jade here, the city lord is well-educated, and he will soon be able to go further, I don't know where this son comes from, such a talent of warp and weft, it should not be nameless. ”

The city lord thought for a moment and found that he was not impressed, so he looked at Song Yingge and asked, "Patriarch Song, I don't know where this son comes from?"

Song Yingge was sweating profusely at this time, and his heart was turning a thousand times, and he really couldn't speak.

Seeing that he was sweating profusely and his face was pale, the city lord only thought that he didn't know, so he turned to the others and asked, "Everyone, do you know where this son came from and which disciple of Gaoshi he is?"

All the bigwigs looked at each other, and none of them responded.

"He's Chen Yuan!" After the crowd, a delicate voice came out.

As if he was afraid that someone didn't hear clearly, the person who spoke said in a louder voice: "He is Chen Yuan!!"