At this moment, Gu Changsheng's body was on the spiritual platform of the Wen Palace.

In addition to Kai Wenhua's aura, there is also more than a full foot, like a substantial silver mist, circling and flying.

This silver mist was naturally the talent in Gu Changsheng's chest.

That is, there was no great Confucian present at this time, and no one spied on Gu Changsheng and the details of the Lingtai of the Wen Palace, otherwise it would be spread out, but I was afraid that it would cause a big sensation.

If it is calculated by inches.

At this moment, Gu Changsheng had accumulated as much as fifteen inches of talent in his chest.

This is still not counting, the seven inches of talent he stored in the silver bell bottle.

If the two are combined.

At the moment, Gu Changsheng, who is just a small Confucian cultivator of the Nine Rank Qi Cultivation Realm, has accumulated more than two zhang of talent in his chest!

And this talent accumulation.

Historically, only the great Confucians above the sixth grade can be accumulated!

However, Gu Changsheng didn't care about such a result.

After all.

Although he has a lot of fifteen inches of talent, it is only accumulated by him along the way, constantly sacrificing the famous paintings of those Nankang literati in the past generations in the book mountain.

In other words.

The Nankang literati have been passed down for hundreds of generations, and so many famous paintings have been passed down for thousands of years.

All of them add up, and they're only worth fifteen inches, oh, no.

deduct the more than two inches of talent he already has, that is, twelve or thirteen inches of talent.

It sounds like a lot, but in such a comparison, Gu Changsheng feels that it is a little less.

"However, after all, we have not yet reached the top."

Gu Changsheng looked ahead.

After the tenth floor, there are three more floors.

With each climb to the first floor, the vision of the manifestation of the book mountain will become more and more perfect, and naturally, more and more precious masterpieces will appear.

The projection of other famous works such as poems, piano songs, and chess scores cannot be used for sacrifices, but as long as there is a projection of paintings, they can be transformed into talents by themselves.

After reaching the thirteenth floor.

"I can't say it, the accumulation of talent in my chest can reach three zhang in one fell swoop!"

Gu Changsheng was looking forward to it.

Soon, however, his expectations were disappointed.

On the eleventh floor, there are only two famous sketches that can be used for sacrifice.

On the twelfth floor, there is only one article.

To the thirteenth floor, the highest floor, is also the most precious place where the projection of Nankang's masterpieces of the past dynasties gathers.

Gu Changsheng couldn't help but laugh and found that when he got here, he didn't even have a projection of a painting!

"That's a ......"

I thought it could reach three zhang.

But in the end, it was only about nineteen inches, deducting the accumulation of talent that he already had.

The projection of Nankang's masterpieces in the past dynasties is only worth seventeen inches of talent, and it is a bit embarrassing to say it!

But, after calming down.

Gu Changsheng also understood the reason for this.

In the final analysis, it is the decline of painting itself.

The five grades of painting are broken, and it is not only the future and future of the painting cultivators that are broken.

It also makes painting cultivation rare talents, that is, people who are talented in painting, will also give up painting and switch to other disciplines such as Confucianism.

At most, it is to cultivate the painting path at the same time.

But, after all, not everyone can be like Gu Changsheng and have the assistance of the God Worship Palace.

It is difficult to use two uses in one mind, and the painting is cultivated, that is, no matter how talented it is, the success is also limited, in the Nankang Building, in the Wenmai Book Mountain, the number of masterpieces of painting is scarce, and its quality is low.

It's not hard to understand.

Shaking his head slightly, Gu Changsheng was quite open.

Although he majored in painting, he was also a member of the painters, and the painting was so weak that he should feel depressed and depressed, but on the contrary, Gu Changsheng was very free and easy.

What about the broken five-grade road?

"If I have the help of the gods and painting the palace, and I can't open a new way, then my depression and sorrow at the moment will not help."

"If I am extraordinary, with the help of the God Painting Palace, I will open up a new road for painting in the future, and change the situation that the road is broken after the five products."

"Then why should I be sad and depressed at the moment?"

Not to mention.

Not to mention anything else, this time I went upstairs, and along the way, I gathered a small twenty-inch talent.

It has already made Gu Changsheng quite surprised!

This is a real unexpected surprise, a windfall.

has such a talent in the account, if you are still sad, then it is really a little greedy and insufficient.

With a sigh of relief, Gu Changsheng withdrew his attention from the spiritual platform in his chest, and moved his gaze forward, looking ahead.

What catches your eye is a small and elegant room, where only one person is allowed to read and paint.

This living room, originally ethereal, seemed to stand above the mountain of books.

It's not like it exists in reality.

However, when Gu Changsheng broke through the thirteenth-floor book mountain projection, the book mountain projection dissipated, and the small room on that side also fell directly and appeared in front of Gu Changsheng.

"The thirteenth floor of Nankang Building......

Looking at the small bucket room in front of him, looking back, Gu Changsheng saw an extremely narrow and steep long ladder, bottomless, but if he looked closely, he could see that where was the long ladder?

The thirteen-story stairs that supported Gu Changsheng were actually scrolls of Confucian classics, famous songs, ancient chess games, and famous paintings...... These Wenhua gathered, accumulated a lot, gathered sand into a tower, and turned into this ladder to the sky.

And the top of this book mountain is the bucket room that seems to be quite narrow on this side.

However, when Gu Changsheng stepped into the room.

Rao is in his state of mind, and his pupils are not shrinking, and he is instantaneous.

The corners of the young countryman's mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, and in his eyes, there was also boundless emotion and surprise, which emerged!

"No matter what the auxiliary effect of this Nankang top floor is on cultivation."

"Just this scene in front of me will not cost me to climb to the top floor!"

A small room, but there is a large window.

Step into it, sit at the table, read, paint, compose music, write and talk, and you can see the beautiful scenery outside the window.

The mighty mountains, steep and boundless, towering into the clouds.

Magnificent, magnificent.

But if you look closely, it's not hard to spot.

That towering mountain, steep peak, from bottom to top, from beginning to end.

All of them are composed of a volume of classic theories, chess and piano scores, and paintings and rhetoric.

Climb the book mountain and climb the Wenlou, and seek the top wholeheartedly.

You won't know until you reach the top.

It turns out that after climbing the mountain, there is still a mountain, and after climbing the building, there is also a first floor.

There is no limit to learning.

A mountain is higher than a mountain!

……

In the Nankang Building, Gu Changsheng, who had reached the top all the way, was calm.

Just like what he said, climbing to the top of Nankang Tower to see the scenery, coupled with the vision of the book mountain he saw along the way, made this mountaineering trip destined to be extremely difficult for others turn into a journey of mind cultivation.

Even if Gu Changsheng himself relied on the increase of the Sacrifice God Painting Palace, the entire process of climbing the building was extremely easy, and at this moment, looking at the mountain of books in front of him, Lingyun Shengjing, his heart couldn't help but sigh.

However, the most important and most exciting thing for Gu Changsheng is not these.

Rather, the cloud outside the window.