What you are reading is Jiangye Zhengwen: Chapter 95 After the Yongzi Eight Methods gradually calmed down, Ning Que looked at the ink words on the paper and began to be in a daze, silently thinking about who left these words on the paper, who was answering his questions, who was secretly helping him, why did he do this?

Quietly turning her head to look at the east window, the female professor was still calmly looking down and tracing Xiao Yan, not noticing him at all, Ning Que looked at the professor's faint figure, thinking about the extremely disrespectful explanations on the back of the paper, and subconsciously shook her head, such foul language could not come from the hands of female professors.

Could it be the old book building teacher downstairs? Ning Que frowned and thought about this question, and finally shook his head slightly, although the teacher was funny, he could see that he was a person who strictly followed the rules in his bones, if he wanted to instruct himself, he should be able to speak directly to his face, and would not choose to keep books.

Thinking about it, he couldn't figure out who the person who left the book on the paper was, Ning Que looked out the window in confusion, listened to the chirping of the male insects in the depths of the forest and grass, and immediately laughed at himself, thinking that the person who left the book was probably a teacher of an old man in the academy, if Situ Yilan and the others saw these words, they would definitely jump up angrily.

The text in the book combines the way of reading books with the attitude towards women, although obscene and obscene, but it is extremely simple and easy to understand, otherwise Ning Que would not have been able to perceive what he might have realized from it in such a short period of time, in his opinion, the person who kept the book deliberately used this method to explain himself, as the so-called self-filth to find the Tao, I can't help but admire this person to the extreme, and silently thought in my heart that the person who kept the book must be a genius of cultivation.

Since he believed that the person who kept the book was a certain monk genius in the academy, Ning Que's attitude naturally became more serious and strict, he picked up "A Preliminary Study of the Qihai Snow Mountain" and the thin paper and walked to the end of the bookshelf, sat down on the warm ground of the sunset, and calmed down for a moment before starting to read the book again.

Chen Pipi obviously underestimated Ning Que's comprehension ability of this poor man, even if he didn't write the last two paragraphs, and didn't explain it with an extreme attitude towards the woman, he only needed the first few words about objective facts and confusion, Ning Que could understand the true meaning he wanted to express.

"Don't understand, don't think, ...... Could this be the original intention of the rune master who copied the books of the academy back then? Then what I need to do is to look at these words without thinking about the meaning of these words. ”

Ning Que looked at the devil's thin book, and thought silently for a long time, these days he has been desperately losing a lot of energy, and he has been collecting books very hard, and he is very aware of the impact of those words on his spiritual world.

It's extremely difficult to just see a word or phrase that you know by heart, but you don't think about it, and you have to pretend that you don't know the meaning of the word or word, or even pretend, but that you really forget the meaning of the word or word.

There is a big locust tree outside the courtyard that has accompanied you through your childhood and youth, you see this big locust tree today, but you have to say that you have never seen it, you have to pretend that you don't know that it is a big village, you have to forget that it is the big locust tree that has accompanied you for countless years, witnessed your naughty youth and even your first love and first kiss...... Who can do that?

Ning Que didn't open the thin book of the devil, and looked at the thin paper next to the book in a daze, but his mind drifted out of the window, drifted to somewhere else, thinking hard about how to get carried away.

"Forget all the words you know...... How can this be done?"

The sunlight outside the west window sprinkled on his eyebrows, which became tighter and tighter, with a faint luster, and suddenly the end of the eyebrows was slightly raised, and a bright light flashed in Ning Que's eyes, at this moment he remembered the word he wrote when he first came into contact with calligraphy many years ago, and remembered the word he had written countless times with a brush and a branch over the years.

That "Yong" sect

For anyone who has undergone ordinary calligraphy training, Yongzi will always be the most familiar character to them. During the Eastern Jin Dynasty of that world, Mr. Wang Xizhi, the most vigorous calligrapher in history, believed that Yongzi Babi just had the eight methods of groove calligraphy, which was the so-called point for the side, horizontal for Le, vertical for Nu, hook for leap, connection for strategy, skimming for skimming, short skimming for pecking, and pinching for brilliance, which is the famous Yongzi Eight Methods.

Ning Que's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, a Yongzi is dismantled and repeated and regrouped, it can basically form any word in the world, then I use the Yongzi Eight Methods to dismantle the word and look at it again, so if I can recognize all the words as Yongzi?

He knew very well that this was not a wise method, it was not even a smart method, it was just a stupid method, and no one could know if this method could be used, but it was difficult for him to suppress his inner desires and impulses at this time, and after taking a deep breath, he did not hesitate to open the first page of "A Preliminary Study of the Qi Sea Snow Mountain".

"Heaven and earth breathe, for rest......

Ning Que stared at the word at the front of the first sentence of the book, to be more precise, there was no whole word in his eyes, only the first stroke of the word Tian, and the end was flat. It was as if a sharp knife had been drawn in the dark spiritual world, and with a hiss, a faint white light seeped out of the subtle gap.

Then a second horizontal of thick ink appeared in his eyes, followed by an indifferent long skimming, and finally a pinch. The complete heavenly character on the page of the book appeared in his eyes and in his mind in this deconstructed way, but it could not constitute a complete meaning.

It's a word in your eyes, but you are only allowed to look at the strokes, and you are not allowed to combine them in your mind, which sounds simple, but it is extremely difficult to do this, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Fortunately, Ning Que has been practicing calligraphy for nearly twenty years, and splitting characters has long become some kind of instinct. The calligrapher demanded that each stroke be written first, and then the framework should be reorganized, but now he forcibly cut off the most important part in his mind, and if the mental instinct asks to combine those strokes, the Yongzi in his deep mind begins to play an important role, and he understands it as a part of Yongzi rather than a part of Tianzi!

Even he was extremely difficult to do this kind of thing of taking falsehood as real, he had already concentrated all his spirit at this time, his hands holding the book trembled slightly, the back of his robe was already wet with sweat, his eyelashes kept blinking in pain, and his lips were extremely tight, as if he was ignorant for the first time when he was a child.

After the ink words on the wo~o book entered his eyes this time, they finally did not become blurry as countless times before, turning into a mass of ink, and then drifting away from the paper and began to shake his mind, but appeared in his field of vision very clearly and slowly, quietly and tamely like leaves floating on the surface of a windless lake.

At this time, Ning Que completely forgot how to torture himself at the beginning, just quietly looked at those strokes, and watched the direction one by one, as if he saw the lake under the breeze, and those leaves slowly drifted to the east and west, or drifted close to him.

There are no winds and waves, there are no wolves on the rainstorm grassland of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, his eyes are slightly drooping, sitting in the warm afternoon sun, sitting on the floor at the end of the bookshelf, his trembling hands no longer tremble, his tense body gradually relaxes, his tightly pursed lips gradually relax, there is no fainting, no fainting, no vomiting, only calm.

The wind is always soft and graceful, the insects in the depths of the forest and grass outside the building began to sing happily again, celebrating this happy spring day, celebrating the appearance of a new world full of wonders in front of their eyes, the gentle spring breeze wrapped in these songs floated into the window, rippling in the empty and quiet space of the old book building, occasionally falling on the young man, gently moving his clothes, the front of the robe trembled slightly, as if some invisible force was slowly flowing inside.

The traces on the placket of the robe did not flow coherently and roundly, and they would quietly fold back somewhere between the chest and abdomen, just like the spring breeze raising the water waves on the lake, pushing the leaves on the water surface to scatter around, and finally touching the stone wall of the lake and silently turning back, after all, it was impossible to land or break the shore.

The female professor by the east window seemed to sense something at this time, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she raised her face, listened quietly to the insects outside the window, the movement of the spring breeze, and then turned her head to look at the young man under the west window, and smiled slightly.

"It's for the sake of rest, and it's ......"

Ning Que saw the word Xi, and suddenly his mind was slightly distracted, and he subconsciously left the book, and the whole word came in with a complete structure, straight into his eyes. Frightened, a naughty shepherd boy threw a stone into the lake, and the water rippled slightly, and the leaves of the trees became chaotic, and he only felt a buzz in his head, and suddenly he woke up.

Although he had experienced it many times, this word still brought great shock to his spiritual world, he snorted, his right hand reached out like lightning and caught the wooden ground wrench, barely supported his body, forcibly turned his head, did not dare to read any more words on the book, his face was extremely pale.

Even so, there was an irrepressible smile on his pale cheeks at this time, because he knew that he did see that door, although it was not necessarily the door that the bookkeeper wanted to open for him, but at least after he opened the door, he did not faint, and he had a faint feeling that if he continued to look in this way, regardless of whether he could get a glimpse of the wonders of the world of cultivation, it would be of great benefit to his opponent's way of calligraphy.

He didn't rush to his feet, but continued to sit in the sunlight, his eyes closed and began to recall his previous feelings, trying to find the strokes in the depths of his mind, the leaves that had dissipated on the surface of the lake.

I don't know how much it was, he opened his eyes and smiled, stood up and walked to the desk by the west window, picked up the brush and a new piece of paper there, and after a little thought, began to reply to the person who left the book.

In the reply, he first sincerely thanked the other party for his guidance, and then wrote his solutions and doubts very frankly, asked the other party to comment on whether it was feasible, and finally asked very solemnly: "When I read the book, I saw the direction of the leaves in the lake, which was the original intention of the rune master's strokes......

"That'...... But telekinesis?"

(It's okay to be idle, and you have to get a monthly pass and a recommended ticket regularly, so it's fun.) ）