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“…… This is all the cultivation know-how of the "Only My True Body" supernatural power. ”

After finishing speaking, Mo Duhuan exhaled slowly, then looked at Lin Lan who was thinking about the opposite, and asked, "If Brother Lin still has something unclear, it's okay, I'll write it down and send it to you later." ”

"No, I've written it down word for word." Lin Lan said casually.

Just now, he deliberately entered a state of tranquility, and his thinking speed, memory, and understanding have been greatly improved, and naturally all of them are engraved in his mind after listening to it once.

“…… That's good. ”

Mo Duhuan was a little speechless.

Thousands of words of content and know-how, you can remember it word for word after listening to it once, such a terrifying memory, just now said that the memory is not good?

"However, I want to remind Brother Lin." Mo Duhuan reluctantly instructed: "I am passing on my magical powers to you privately, if Brother Lin doesn't want to serve in the military, it's best not to urge the Dharma body of my true body at ordinary times, once it is discovered, you must go to the Fengtian Army to serve in the military, this rule is set by my father, and I can't help it." ”

"Okay, I got it." Lin Lan snorted.

Anyway, his cultivation of the true body of the self is also to strengthen the body, and the pressure brought by the excessive supernatural power may not come to this point.

Moreover, after the matter is settled, it does not hurt to go to military service for a year.

"That'...... Now, Brother Lin, can you help me complete the poem? Mo Duhuan couldn't help but ask.

"Little things." Lin Lan nodded slightly, "Sect Mo can prepare, what poems do you need my help to complete, ask me directly when you are ready." ”

"Thank you so much."

Mo Duhuan bowed his hand gratefully, and then said: "However, there are about twenty poems that need to be completed here, and Brother Lin may still have completely lost poems, can you record them all?" ”

"I can't think of anything else just yet." Lin Lan said with a smile: "Moreover, didn't Sect Mo just ask me to help complete the poems?" ”

I can't remember it again...... Mo Duhuan was a little helpless, hesitated, and said: "In this way, as long as Brother Lin helps to complete the next twenty or so poems, and can record ten more lost poems, I am willing to lend Brother Lin the artistic conception visualization map of the magical power of "Only My True Body" to Brother Lin." ”

"Artistic conception visualization?" Lin Lan looked at him.

Mo Duhuan explained: "Normally, if you want to experience the artistic conception of the skill of the only self, you need to continue to go through the training of the 'Thirty-six Styles of the Truth of the Self' to experience that trace of artistic conception, but with the help of the artistic conception map, it will be much easier." ”

Lin Lan was stunned.

The swordsmanship "Fighting Soldiers with Qi" that he has learned now, as well as the Demon Heavenly Master's "Ten Thousand Laws Return to One", all have visualization diagrams.

But the "Only My True Body" that Mo Duhuan just taught did not have a visualization map.

Because the visualization map is more precious, it requires a person who has already refined the supernatural power and mastered the artistic conception of the technique, and it takes a lot of mental energy and mana to make a visualization map, so not all practitioners can get the visualization map.

The quarterly examination of the students of the Academy Palace, the cultivation resources that are contested in the ranking, are mainly the right to use the elixir and the visualization map.

"Then thank you Mo." Lin Lan arched his hand.

"It should."

Mo Duhuan waved his hand, and then asked expectantly, "That...... Brother Lin, let's start here? ”

"Okay." Lin Lan nodded slightly.

……

Half an hour later.

It wasn't until the sky had completely darkened, and under Mo Duhuan's reluctance to see him off, Fan Qingyao pushed Lin Lan out of his small courtyard.

Walking on the bluestone road of the Meditation Courtyard, Fan Qingyao couldn't help but mutter: "Childe, this Mo Jiao is really crazy about poetry, I think if you stay for a while and take out a few more poems, he will probably have to steal the heirloom for you." ”

"You have put away that bottle of True Blood Elixir." Lin Lan said casually: "When I start to practice the only true body, give me one every three days." ”

"Got it."

Fan Qingyao nodded, and sighed again: "However, I didn't expect you to know so many poems of the first generation of national teachers, and you also know the scores of the first generation of national teachers and qin saints, you are really well-read and memorized." ”

Lin Lan didn't say anything.

Just now, after he easily completed Mo Duhuan's twenty or so incomplete poems, he casually dictated and asked the other party to write down ten poems.

Mo Duhuan suspected that he knew more, gritted his teeth, and took out the True Blood Elixir that the commander of the Beacon Army specially let him take to tempt him, saying that it was very beneficial to the cultivation of the true body of the self, and forced him to read ten more poems, there was really nothing to give, so he let him go, but obviously knew that he still had a lot of 'stock'.

When this Young Marshal Mo has something new and good, it is estimated that he will come to him again.

Lin Lan naturally doesn't care.

Anyway, it's something that has already been copied by the first generation of national teachers, and he's just using it for the second time.

……

Time passed quickly in the practice, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three days, the poetry circle in Chonghua City has gradually set off a wave, down to the small bookstore on the street, up to the Guozijian and even the imperial study of His Majesty today, all of them have begun to circulate the transcription of poems or the calligraphy of everyone in the book world.

One after another, the masterpieces of poetry and saints 800 years ago began to be widely circulated in Chonghua City and even the entire Jingzhou.

From private schoolchildren, to Taifu Hongru, and even His Majesty, as long as they are lovers of poetry, without exception, they have begun to appreciate and read these poems that have been lost for many years.

……

Chonghua School Palace.

Meditation Temple.

Inside the sacrificial wine loft.

"Elder Qi, have you found the source of these poems?"

The Yue Pavilion Master, who has always been indifferent and dashing, looked at the prisoner with a little nervousness and excitement at this time, with irrepressible anticipation in his eyes.

Jian Cheng smiled helplessly: "Lord Yuege, I asked people to follow the clues of these poems for two days before they found out that these poems were from our school palace. ”

"What?" The Yue Pavilion Lord couldn't help but be stunned, "The source is our Academy?" ”

"It's the son of the Taishi family, and the young marshal Mo Duhuan passed it on." Jian Cheng shook his head and smiled: "I also went to ask him just now, but he told me that these poems were just relayed by him for others." ”

"Who is it?"

The Yue Pavilion Lord couldn't help but urge: "Old Qi, don't sell it, you know how important this is to me." ”

"Don't worry, I also asked again and again, Mo Duhuan just told me, you don't know how much I wasted my mouth, and I also promised the future and various benefits of the Human Sect, Mo Duhuan only spoke, it's really ......"

Jian Cheng deliberately babbled, satisfying the appetite of the Yue Pavilion Master, and seeing that the other party began to take out the magic pen, he coughed and said: "Okay, okay, let me tell you, the source of these poems...... In fact, it was Mr. Lin Lan. ”

"Lin Lan?" The Yue Pavilion Lord was slightly stunned.

Immediately, he suddenly said: "This is also true, in the Great Tribulation of the Burning City three hundred and sixty years ago, the heavenly fire almost burned most of Chonghua City, many dossiers and documents were also destroyed, and Dayu was in the midst of war, these eternal swan songs have almost been completely lost, except for those who have been reincarnated hundreds of years ago, who can remember these?" ”

Jian Cheng couldn't help but nod and said, "So, this Mr. Lin Lan is at least a big man before the Heavenly Fire Burning City?" ”

"I think that's it."

The Yue Pavilion Lord bowed his head slightly, "According to what you said, his talent is so terrifying, he must have been a big man before he was reincarnated, and he is so good at cultivating supernatural powers, maybe ...... Is it really the reincarnation of a saint from my human sect? It's just that he is so unfamiliar with my human sect, maybe it's other big people, or maybe he doesn't remember? ”

Jian Cheng smiled and sighed lightly: "When my Renzong Mansion is about to collapse, he is still willing to worship my Renzong, and this sincerity alone is worth our sincerity." ”

The Yue Pavilion Lord was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know, how many poems does he remember about the Holy Master?" ”

"It should be quite a few."

Jian Cheng said: "Mo Duhuan said that this Mr. Lin Lan did not want to go to the Fengtian Army to serve in the military, so he exchanged his poems for the magic power of "Only My True Body", and he easily memorized dozens of poems at that time, and there were still a lot of unspoken ones at a glance. ”

"I don't want to serve in the military...... "The Yue Pavilion Lord muttered a little, but suddenly said: "Old Qi, you say...... Could he have done it on purpose? ”

"Deliberately?" The prisoner wondered.

"Think about it."

The Yue Pavilion Lord narrowed his eyes and said softly: "A few days ago, he saw me in person, since he is the reincarnation of a big man, and he is good at cultivating the supernatural powers of the human sect, I think it should be seen that the most lacking thing in my cultivation of calligraphy and supernatural powers is the fame and talent brought by these poems, and it has only been a few days before he suddenly passed out so many poems, so coincidental and accurate, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be deliberately helping me......"

"That's what you say, that's true." The prisoner also bowed slightly.

The Yue Pavilion Lord said again: "It's not a bad thing to go to the Fengtian Army to serve in the military for a year, he deliberately avoided it, maybe it was really because he was lazy, but it couldn't be just such a simple reason when he thought about it." ”

The prisoner also sighed: "That's true. ”

"Anyway, his actions have had such a great impact on my library that it can be called a grace of reconstruction."

The Yue Pavilion Lord took a deep breath and said, "I have to thank him in person, and maybe I can get more poems, this is the opportunity for me to go one step further and refine my great powers." ”

His eyes gradually became blazing, "As long as I can go further, I have the hope of seizing the position of the national teacher and keeping the position of the state religion of my human sect......"

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PS：

There are so many people arguing about the plot of the snake demon......

I just want to say that I, as the author, know all the plots and characters in advance, so I wrote the plot according to the complete logic.

What you think is unreasonable, such as the mirror illusion Yue Pavilion Lord and the like, is just foreshadowing or appearance, I started to lay the foreshadowing dozens of chapters ago, and even the protagonist's endgame has been prompted.

This detailed outline has been polished many times.,Actually, I've tried my best to keep it when I write like this.,When the plot comes out.,Don't scold me for writing the dream snake too badly......

And I have obsessive-compulsive disorder in writing, and I don't think it's reasonable myself, so I can't write it. (Don't slap your face if you find it unreasonable......)

Just sauce purple.

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