Chapter Thirty-Seven: Wielding the Pen Like a Dragon

His apprentice begged him to retreat and heal, Lin Dutian was not hypocritical, he knew that his spiritual power had long been exhausted, and he also knew that the apprentice in front of him was better than him in many aspects, so he said after a little groaning: "It's okay to be protected by you."

"I'll send my master back," Lin Yifan said.

"You are right here, your injuries are only suppressed, it is not appropriate to use too much spiritual power for the time being, this little road, I can still walk by myself", after speaking, he glanced at the two senior brothers, walked away, and after a few steps, the figure disappeared into the purple bamboo forest.

Looking at the junior disciples who were sitting on the phosphate stone and cultivating below, Lin Yifan smiled slightly, fell to the ground, stood by the lake, closed his eyes and recuperated, both of them were like stone sculptures, motionless, and so a day and a night passed.

When the black curtain dissipated and dawned in the sky, there was no usual reddening of the sky, but some layers of dark clouds were rolling in, Lin Yifan was still standing by the lake, looking at the junior disciples around him who had forgotten everything and indulged in cultivation, and smiled helplessly.

"My junior brother's cultivation is really fatal, hehe, it's hard for him, it may be too late to die, or it won't be long before the world will be in turmoil, compared to the battle with the primeval times, there may still be victory, it's just that some chickens and dogs and thieves don't know how to unite yet, but they are fighting for power there, it's really sad!"

Lin Yifan flew to stand on the phosphostone, and opened his right hand to send a suction force to the purple bamboo forest, and ten thousand bamboo leaves came in the air, gathering into a withered yellow bamboo leaf umbrella above the heads of the two of them.

At this time, the dripping silk rain also sprinkled from the sky, and it didn't take long for the mountains to become cloudy, as if they were covered with a veil tent.

The rain is still falling, the scenery in the rain curtain is more misty, it is hidden from time to time, it seems to be nothing, the gusts of wind are blowing, the rain is flying obliquely, wetting the corners of Lin Yifan's clothes, and the umbrella eaves are connected into a line, like a bead curtain.

At this time, Lin Yifan turned his back up, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, let the wind bring the raindrops into the entrance, tasting the little raindrops, and suddenly the white light flashed all over his body, and countless raindrop essences rose upward, wrapping Lin Jingyu and the two.

The heaven and earth aura around Lin Jingyu's body had already been pressed into his body and was being stored for the last time.

Suddenly, a scene of rain is transformed into a sea of knowledge, the mountains are faint, misty, smoky, the lake and bamboo buildings are dotted in the meantime, just like a mirage, one by one, the mountains are undulating, like a fairyland on earth.

"Isn't this my Fuyu Pavilion, how can I know the sea?" Lin Jingyu said in his heart.

At this time, an even more incredible scene appeared, Lin Jingyu's body vaguely seemed to shake, but it was not shaking, but he saw a figure that was the same as him, detached from his body, not an entity, a little ethereal.

The figure stood up and looked up at the sky and the rain did not move, Lin Jingyu was almost frightened at this time, he could clearly feel the figure peeling away from his body, but he couldn't stop it, because he couldn't move his body at all, and he didn't have the idea of moving his body.

"What is this? Is that the soul? Why is it out of the body?"

Doubts kept flashing in his mind, and at this moment, the figure that was the same as him moved, shrunk in an instant, turned into a point of light, and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.

Feeling this, Lin Jingyu sighed secretly, but he was stunned for a moment, because that figure actually appeared in the sea of knowledge, strolling like a walk, and entered the rain scene.

The rain has been falling in the sea, Lin Jingyu clearly saw that the figure's clothes were soaked by the rain, he saw the figure closing his eyes and practicing on the white phosphorite by the lake, and he also saw the figure practicing the rain sword technique in the purple bamboo forest in the rain.

In the end, when everything was frozen in that figure impacting the peak realm of gathering spirits, Lin Jingyu found that the aura of heaven and earth that had been suppressed in the acupoint before broke through the suppression and escaped, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel a trace of sadness, and even a little more natural on the contrary.

At this moment, Lin Jingchen Cave opens the acupoints to communicate with nature, does not absorb aura and does not discharge impurities, and the rules of creation pass through the pores and enter the acupoints, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, as if he is constructing something.

After a while, a burst of swelling pain came from the whole body, and it turned out that a thick aura of heaven and earth came from all sides, burrowing into his acupoint, without suppression, spontaneously entering, and it was several times more than before, and the strange thing is that after entering, if the acupoint is not closed, the aura of heaven and earth will not overflow.

"How can this be?" Lin Jingyu was puzzled.

The thick aura of heaven and earth spontaneously entered the acupoints, and he couldn't drive them away, and with the storage of the aura, a faint purple halo emerged on his body, and at this moment, the thirteen,000 acupoints around his body were connected into a whole, echoing each other.

At the same time, there was a burst of rich aura, which gathered from the purple bamboo forest, and once again spontaneously surged towards Lin Jingyu, and finally, the rapidly flowing aura condensed ten thousand bright points of light on the surface of his body, flickered a few times, and then submerged into his body.

The figure in the sea of knowledge suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and smiled, and then disappeared with the beautiful rain scene, Lin Jingyu felt comfortable, and found that the flesh and bones were full of inexplicable power, and the inside was full of brilliance, and the cultivation finally entered the peak realm of gathering spirits, the corners of his mouth bent, he opened his eyes, and what entered his eyes was a mist of smoke and rain, and the last bit of rain in the sky disappeared in front of his eyes.

Looking at the water-filled lake and the wet purple bamboo forest, he touched a pair of clothes that were still warm, "Huh, is it raining?"

I couldn't help but look up and find a delicate and flawless smiling face, looking at him, holding a bamboo pole with a withered yellow umbrella made of bamboo leaves, which was the umbrella that shielded him from the wind and rain.

"Senior brother?" Lin Jingyu stood up suddenly, looked at the figure in front of him who was still like a celestial and exclaimed, "Senior brother, when did you wake up? When did you come? Have you been blocking the rain for me? How long have you been blocking it?" Lin Jingyu asked a few questions in one breath.

"Little ghost, which question do you think I should answer you?" Lin Yifan said with a smile.

Hearing this, realizing that he was too out of shape, Lin Jingyu smiled wryly.

"My master and I came here two days ago, and when we saw that you were rushing through the pass, we didn't disturb you, because the master saved me, the loss was too heavy, so I begged the master to retreat and heal, and leave me here to protect you, as for this rain! It has been raining for a day and a night."

"So, my brother held an umbrella for me for a day and a night?"

"What do you care about these things between the senior brothers, and what do you feel when you break through the peak realm of gathering spirits?" Lin Yifan quipped.

"Feelings? Yes, yes, but senior brother, don't laugh at me, by the way, senior brother, I encountered a strange scene when I hit the Gathering Spirit Realm" Lin Jingyu didn't say anything, but was interrupted by Lin Yifan.

"Senior brother, everything was done by me deliberately, seeing that your cultivation had entered a misunderstanding, I gave the rain pavilion the scene in the rain, turned into your knowledge of the sea, and led out your primordial spirit, and comprehended it in the rain."

"You must know that cultivation should go with the flow, not suppress, every trick is a heaven and earth, when you use the natural power of creation to construct heaven and earth in the trick point, the aura will naturally enter, not be suppressed by you."

"When cultivation is to be higher, the physical body is connected to heaven and earth, heaven and earth are the physical body, heaven and man are one, and all the ways in the world can naturally be used for you, do you understand?"

"I see, I see, brother."

"Let's go, go to the small building in the middle of the lake and sit down."

"Uh-huh, is Shizun okay?"

"You have a lot of heart, it's good for the master to retreat for a while."

"Senior brother, can you teach me calligraphy and painting? I can't even write my own name," Lin Jingyu said in a low voice.

"Do you want to learn? Actually, I also have this intention, you will follow me to learn this year, you can no longer practice calligraphy and painting, if you want to learn, you can learn wholeheartedly, can you do it?" Lin Yifan suddenly said seriously.

But Lin Jingyu hesitated, and asked weakly for a long time: "Will Shizun blame me?"

"Master, I'll explain myself, you decide for yourself, right?"

"Okay, okay then".

Under the dim candlelight, Lin Jingyu calmed down, eliminated distracting thoughts, and slowly stroked down one stroke at a time.

At first, it was chaotic and sloppy, and his name was also crooked, but as time passed, his words became chic, bold, and quite family-like.

Pick up a piece of writing you have just written, and stare at the candlelight for a few moments.

"Senior brother, do you think I wrote well?"

Lin Yifan on the side put down the pen in his hand, took the paper, spread it on the table and looked at it, and laughed, "Yes, yes, I didn't expect to be able to become a family of my own in just nine months, much stronger than our Yutian Master, according to his own words, it took him three years to reach your current point."

"Really?" Lin Jingyu asked in surprise.

"Uh-huh, junior brother, do you know why I asked you to put down your cultivation and concentrate on calligraphy?"

"Is it to lay the foundation for me to cultivate the Rain Blessing Sword Technique?"

"Hehe, smart, but half right, the reward will be given to you later, what I want to tell you today is that practicing calligraphy and practicing swords, the same is with the hands, naturally there are similarities, calligraphy pursues flowing water, with its nature, practicing swords is no exception, the heart is pointed by the sword, do whatever you want, when you can transform infinitely."

Speaking of this, Lin Yifan paused, smiled and looked at Lin Jingyu who was deep in thought.

I saw that in those beautiful eyes, the light was bizarre, the phantom fog was heavy, and after a while, it became clear and clear, and there was no doubt that what Fang had just said had been thoroughly understood by him.

Lin Yifan continued: "In fact, practicing calligraphy, the more important thing is to refine the heart, refining the extraordinary mentality, only when the mentality arrives, can we reach the realm of calm and steady, not impatient or impatient at the moment of lifting the pen."

"And it's the same for sword practice, when the state of mind is reached, the heart and the sword can be combined, and the person and the sky can be combined, so let you go through this kind of training in order to correct your cultivation mentality, so that you can go further and longer on the road in the future."

"There is a saying in the world that 'words are like their people', and you can get a glimpse of people's hearts in the style of writing, for us cultivators, the law is like its people, and the moment you shoot, you can get a glimpse of your depth, if you want to cross the peak, you must first refine your mind, and the state of mind determines the realm, so you are not practicing calligraphy now, but writing your own height."

"Fortunately, in just nine months, you have become a family of your own and did not disappoint me, I think even if the master learns about it, he will also be happy, upright, bold and chic, and he will be able to amaze the world in the future."

Lin Yifan finished speaking in one breath, and Lin Jingyu next to him was stunned when he heard it, as if he had realized something and seemed to have nothing.