"This poem is so terrible, and I just recited a sentence silently and almost destroyed the impact of the sea of consciousness in my mind, if I recite it and the book is written, I am afraid that if I don't die, I will have to lose half my life." Zhang Mingyang was amazed in his heart, and he felt a sense of fear for a while, next time he had to ask the old man in Yuzhong how to practice this poem.

"Brother Mingyang, have you packed up? When it's time to eat, let's go downstairs and eat... At this time, Lu Yao asked outside the door.

Zhang Mingyang cleaned up, opened the door and went downstairs with Lu Yao. I found an idle table and asked for a few dishes to prepare for dinner.

The inn was small but the business was excellent, and the tables were filled in a few moments.

"Zhou Xian, it's the time of dinner, it's overcrowded, why don't you let the store deliver the wine and food to the guest room later?" Zhang Mingyang looked at the corridor, it was the person from the Zhou family's convoy who entered the city with him. I didn't expect them to stay in this inn too.

Zhou Xianfeng glanced around the lobby and found that there was indeed no seat to sit on, so he nodded and turned around to go upstairs, Zhang Mingyang thought of the sachet he picked up in the broken temple, thought for a moment, got up and walked to the people of the Zhou family:

"Adults are slow, if you don't dislike it, you can share a table with you, and you just have something to ask Zhou for advice."

Zhou Xianfeng stopped, turned his head to look at Zhang Mingyang below, recalled for a moment but couldn't remember when he saw this person, so he asked vigilantly: "Zhou has never known the step, what is the matter with the step?" ”

Zhang Mingyang smiled slightly, took out the Zhou family's incense sachet picked up from the broken temple in the mountain from his arms, and said softly, "It's okay if Zhou worships you and doesn't recognize it, but have you ever recognized this sachet?" ”

At the moment when Zhang Mingyang took out the sachet, Zhou Offering was like being struck by lightning, his eyes were round, he grabbed Zhang Mingyang's hand, and the two of them folded their hands and held the sachet in their palms, as if they were afraid of being seen by others, and then whispered to Zhang Mingyang with a trembling voice: "Please come to me after the meal, little brother" Only then did he let go of his palm, looked around nervously, and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he glanced at Zhang Mingyang meaningfully and turned back to the room.

Zhang Mingyang was also puzzled at this time, he wanted to return the sachet to the Zhou family, but Zhou's behavior made him very confused, and then quickly finished the meal, explained that Lu Yao was waiting in his room and came to Zhou Xian's guest room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, the door opened immediately, Zhou Xianfeng leaned out and looked left and right and pulled Zhang Mingyang into the room when there was no one.

"Dare to ask the little brother where did this sachet come from?" Zhou Xianfeng asked after a moment of thought.

"What's so special about this sachet? Why is Zhou Offering so nervous? Zhang Mingyang asked rhetorically.

"Ugh... Zhou Xianfeng was silent, and then sighed and finally said: "This sachet is the thing of the third miss of my Zhou family, the third lady is lively and active, but the head of the family loves her very much, so she has developed this willful and reckless character, a few months ago he left a letter and sneaked out of the house to play, the head of the house was anxious, but he did not dare to search for it, but he was afraid that the ill-intentioned person would rob the third lady after learning the news to coerce the head of the family, if the villain just asked for money, the head of the family got this beloved daughter in his later years, and he was very doting, It is also cost-effective to give up the money for the third lady to return safely, but my Zhou family has been in business for generations, and it is even more under the planning of the contemporary head of the family to reach the top of the position of the richest man in Jianghan Mansion. I look at the foot of the eyebrows, plump and handsome, should be a person who cultivates literature, the literati are proud and disdain to do this kind of pickled thing, so I tell the foot all, now the little brother can tell me where you came from in this sachet, right? ”

"I'm afraid Miss Zhou is already dangerous, this sachet is I picked up in a dilapidated temple in the mountains adjacent to Yuanpu County and Miaoze County, there are horse bandits in ambush nearby, I and my friends were also attacked and killed by horse bandits, and I escaped after nine deaths, Miss Zhou is afraid..."

"But the Meridian Road horse bandits?"

"Exactly!"

"These bastards!! The government can't govern them, but someone can, so I'll go back and tell the head of the family. Zhou Feng clenched his fists angrily.

Zhang Mingyang nodded and did not speak, and after returning the sachet to Zhou, he got up and prepared to leave, the next thing Zhou family will deal with, it has nothing to do with him, the autumn test is imminent, he avoided the meridian road and traveled for a few days, and he avoided the horse bandits in the mountains and lost his way, and was delayed for a few days.

Out of Zhou's guest room, Zhang Mingyang found Lu Yao, packed his luggage, and set off again.

Along the way, Lu Yao followed closely behind Zhang Mingyang, she went out for the first time, although she was curious about new things, but she also knew the importance of them, and she did not stop because of this. Zhang Mingyang assured her that after participating in the Autumn Exam, she would be allowed to have a good time on the return trip, Lu Yao's eyes were starry after hearing this, and she nodded excitedly, Zhang Mingyang chuckled, and the two continued to bury their heads in the road.

In the evening, the two saw a majestic city tower not far away standing in front of them, the central wall of the city gate tower was written "Jiang'an", the two characters were full of strong talent, and at a glance they knew that they were from the hands of calligraphy talents.

Zhang Mingyang exhaled a breath of turbidity, and finally arrived at the destination of this trip, Jiang'an County. Tomorrow is the autumn test, so it's good that it's not too late. The two looked at each other and smiled, and entered the city together.

In the inn room, Zhang Mingyang is sitting in danger, holding a volume of Confucian classics, tirelessly absorbing the talent, since the last time the old man in the jade appeared, the talent in the body has not appeared abnormal, as he reads every time he slowly recovers, but this speed is negligible, and now it has not recovered to his childish talent, this kind of talent, not to say that the high school talent, even if you go back to the test again can not pass, so Zhang Mingyang prepared to go to the sword and hit the idea on the old man's poems, knowing the poems in the sea, Contains an extremely huge amount of talent, he has seen it last time, just reciting two sentences in his heart almost made his consciousness collapse, such a terrifying talent, if you can take it for yourself, the power of your talent will reach a terrifying height. But the old man did not tell him how to practice this poem. It's like knowing that there is a treasure in the sea, but you don't know how to open it.

Zhang Mingyang shook his head, calmed down, and said silently word by word in his heart, "Wind ...... Urgent...... Sky...... High...... Ape...... Howl...... Wailing ...... "With the lesson of the last time, this time I was extra cautious, but around the way, a storm of talent still rushed straight to the sea of knowledge, and it made him dizzy, but it was much weaker than the last time The sense of oppression was much weaker, and he could barely bear it." Zhang Mingyang gritted his teeth and persevered, repeatedly reciting these seven words silently in his heart, and suddenly Zhang Mingyang had a dangerous idea, if he entered this poem, would there be unexpected effects? But this practice is too dangerous, and it doesn't matter if you can get in or not, if you can't get out after entering, you will disappear your consciousness and become a living dead. But tomorrow is the autumn test, only relying on this meager talent in his body to take the exam, it is impossible to pass, after a little thought, Zhang Mingyang decided to take a risk.

In the sea of knowledge, Zhang Mingyang's divine consciousness cautiously approached the seven small characters in the first line, clenched his fists and wrapped his divine consciousness with the only thin talent, and slammed his head into the small characters. Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, the surrounding environment changed rapidly, and finally froze on a high mountain, Zhang Mingyang carefully looked at the things in front of him, and at this time, a gust of wind blew, and he suddenly felt a little cool. He took two steps forward and recited silently again: "The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape howls and mourns......" Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and the scene in front of him corresponded to the first sentence of the poem Seven small characters, a figure stood on the mountain, stretched out his hand, the wind was very fast, raised his head, the sky was very high, and the cry of the ape came from time to time in his ears, which seemed extremely sad. At this time, the scene quickly became disillusioned, and Zhang Mingyang's divine consciousness reappeared in his sea of consciousness, only to see that the seven small characters in the first line of the poem left by the old man slowly dissipated into a pure talent and merged into his sea of consciousness, and at this moment he felt that his talent was more abundant than when he was certified as a child before.

"Hehe, yes, little guy, I actually realized this step by myself, but it is too dangerous to collide with the poem with my own divine sense, and the old man is almost going to save your life... The figure of the mysterious old man in the sea resurfaced and said to Zhang Mingyang with a smile.

"Old man, how should we practice this poem? You don't have to headbutt it every time you need to draw talent from it, do you? Zhang Mingyang hurriedly asked when he saw the old man appear, his tone was resentful.

"Hehe, of course I didn't let you hit your head, haven't you already comprehended a trace of true meaning yourself?"

"You mean ... Immerse yourself in it? ”

The mysterious old man stroked his white beard and nodded with a smile, looking like a master.

"Old sir, I believe that you are an immortal talent, and I don't know when you will award me your old mastery?" Zhang Mingyang's eyes flickered, a poem given by the old man was already so good, it can be seen that the old man is indeed a master of the world, and what he said before that he can become a saint is probably not a big one, and the tragic childhood he experienced since he was a child made him urgently need talent to change all this, so he started the old man's idea with a turn of mind.

"Hehe, the old man is not a master who can be practiced by anyone, you should first integrate this poem and text, and then mention this matter after the old man has finished his investigation."

"Then old gentleman, how can you practice this poem quickly?" Zhang Mingyang saw that the old man kept it and didn't dwell on it, anyway, the old man was in the jade, and there would be days in the future.

"Poetry is the most dynamic text in the article, it is a natural charm, if you forcibly grab it, it will be eaten back, you must have experienced it before."

Zhang Mingyang nodded, he almost collapsed when he just wanted to write down two sentences in his heart, and he already knew it.

"If you want to practice poetry, in addition to what you have just realized and substitute yourself into it, you also need to empathize, everything has a spirit, everything has a feeling, you have seen more and experienced more, and you will feel the feelings of the scene in the poem, and when you reach the resonance with the poem, you can absorb the talent. If you want to learn from the old man, it depends on whether you have enough understanding, so the old man will only tell you so much about poetry, and you will feel the rest by yourself. ”

Zhang Mingyang listened to what the old man said, nodded seriously, and the old man also smiled with satisfaction, and then disappeared again.

After absorbing the seven small characters in the first line of the poem, Zhang Mingyang felt that although the talent in his body was much more abundant than that of Tong Sheng, he had not yet reached the talent of Xiucai, so he decided to strike while the iron was hot and hit the seven small characters in the second line.

The old man's words inspired him greatly, and at this time, he controlled his divine sense to come to the second line of small characters in the position of Zhihaizhong, this time he did not hit it headlong, but exhaled lightly, stretched out his hands and stuck them on it, closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

“…… Zhu Qingsha white bird flew back to the ......" The environment changed again, and came to the road where they had taken Lu Yao to catch the exam before, they passed by a river beach, which was very similar to the description in the poem, the water was clear and the sand was white, and flocks of birds were circling in the sky, Lu Yao had never seen such a scene, and it could be seen that she wanted to go forward to play in the water and sand to tease the hovering birds, but in order not to delay her participation in the autumn test, she did not stop, but lowered her head and followed her silently, looking back from time to time, I want to keep in my mind this scenery that I have never seen before. When he looked at her, he forced a smile on his face, not letting him be distracted by this, at this time, Lu Yao's smiling face made his heart sour, there is always a lot of helplessness in life, and the cultivation of a lifetime of three thousand is nothing more than for the people he loves, fighting with the sky and the earth, and fighting against anyone who dares to get involved, even if he fights for this life? A clear teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, everything in front of him collapsed, his divine consciousness returned to Zhihai, and the second line of small characters gradually dissipated, slowly integrating into his own Zhihai, Zhang Mingyang's talent rose wildly again, more than several times more than his child's talent.

"Whew...... Fortunately, when he reached the talent of Jinshi, he was really different from Tongsheng......" Zhang Mingyang exhaled a breath of turbidity, but at this moment, a vision suddenly appeared, a thunder sounded in the night sky, and a golden light fell from the sky to wrap him tightly, and then the golden light conjured up a golden rice paper, and a row of neatly arranged soldiers appeared out of thin air on the golden paper, and then the golden paper suddenly shrank and rushed into his head and disappeared - talking on paper! It is the grammar of Xiucai.

"Isn't grammar supposed to be awarded by the examiners subordinate to the Jixia School Palace after passing the talent certification? Why did it fall from the sky? Zhang Mingyang whispered to himself.

"Hehe, grammar does not need to be granted by others, you are practicing poetry and literature to advance, the spirit is natural, and those rote memorization forcibly grabbed the talent is different, and the grammar granted by others is a borrowed thing after all, whether in strength or use is not as good as the grammar from the sky, you will know it in the future" The old man's voice appeared in Zhang Mingyang Zhihai at the right time, and solved his doubts, Zhang Mingyang nodded and was about to ask why the old man appeared, and found that it was not good, and the talent in Zhihai was decreasing sharply!!

"Old thief, stop it!!"

"Hehe, the old man passed on your magic method to help you advance, and you should be charged a little reward." The old man took a big gulp, and Zhang Mingyang said with a smile and a smile.

"Don't smoke it anymore, if you demote me, I'll die with you." Although he didn't know how to die with the old man, Zhang Mingyang still threatened loudly. And the old man finally stopped. Feeling the talent in the sea of knowledge, just on the edge of the talent level, Zhang Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief. And the old man also disappeared from the sea of knowledge and returned to the jade pendant.