Thirteen floors away, there is a mountain of books towering, reaching straight to the top of the sky.

But the mountain of books is not the most attractive.

What is really attractive is the flowing clouds that surround the mountain of books, layer after layer, like a dream, and it is difficult to fathom the trace.

Gu Changsheng sat upright at his desk, watching the clouds roll outside the window.

Between each flowing cloud, stretching and rolling, there are also scenes of images, such as auspicious light glimpses, flowing by.

In the glimpse of auspicious light, there are great Confucian temples and temples, petitioning for the people, and scholars are willing to guard the thatched house, but they have the country in mind.

But more than that, it is still a series of scriptures, strategies, poems, piano songs, chess scores, and picture scrolls.

When Gu Changsheng's eyes froze.

These scriptures and theories will also stagnate and circulate, becoming clear, and there is even a Taoist sound, coming from the mountains and directly resounding in Gu Changsheng's mind.

And with the blessing of this sound, under the guidance of these famous scriptures in the eyes.

The vitality flowing between Gu Changsheng and heaven and earth also faintly produced a unique resonance.

Under normal circumstances, she should have been like a shy girl, answering shyly, living deep in the boudoir, and she would not even see Gu Changsheng, an outsider, with the vitality of heaven and earth.

But it seems that he finally got the order of his parents, and finally came to the time of the candles in the cave room.

But as if he was dying, he desperately rushed towards Gu Changsheng's body, towards the Wengong Lingtai in Gu Changsheng's chest.

The signs of the mighty vitality washing, Rao is Gu Changsheng was already mentally prepared, and he couldn't help but be taken aback!

And if that's all there is to it, that's it.

The point is.

At the same time as this mighty vitality rushed down.

In Gu Changsheng's chest, the talent that was already full of his chest and filled his heart was also faint, and there were signs of going further and condensing more Wenhua talent!

"If you practice here, if you practice Yuan Li, I'm afraid that one day will be worth more than 100 days in the outside world!"

"As for the condensation of talents, the efficiency is almost at the level of one day worth fifty days!"

However, Gu Changsheng's current talent has filled his mind, even if the efficiency of talent convergence far exceeds that of the outside world, it can't enter his body, it's just a waste!

"Can't delay any longer!"

Gu Changsheng took a deep breath, decisively retracted his gaze, stopped drawing vitality outward, and instead suddenly raised his hand and took out a scroll of paintings from the pocket on his waist!

The blank rice paper was spread out, and there was a prepared pen and ink in the room on the top floor, and even the empty painting scroll and rice paper were the same, which made Gu Changsheng regret that he had brought his own painting scroll, after all, although he didn't have to compete with the book mountain projection when he went upstairs.

But climbing up the thirteenth floor is not an easy job in the end, I knew that there was a complete pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, why did he toss so much?

But now is not the time to be frustrated.

Straightening the inkstone at hand, Gu Changsheng held a cloud ink and began to grind it patiently.

It's different from the impatience when you unfold the scroll before.

After starting to sharpen the ink, Gu Changsheng's expression gradually began to calm down, and the distracting thoughts in his heart also converged little by little.

It wasn't until the inkstone was full of ink that Gu Changsheng finally stopped, his mind turned slightly, and the white wolf that he had won from the Yunchang singers of the Xuanling Academy appeared in his hand, lightly dipped it in a little ink, and landed on the blank painting scroll in front of him.

The pen is smeared at will, three points and two plum blossoms, seven or eight or nine pieces of snow.

Confirm that there is no problem with the ink, the white wolf is easy to use, and more importantly.

Along the way, I have sacrificed so many projections of painting scrolls, and absorbed the painting skills of so many famous painters of the previous generation, and my own is indeed to integrate those skills, rather than simply adding a lot of messy memories.

After confirming these.

Gu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, put away the scroll of plum blossom paintings that he had made at random, and his mind flowed again, and he directly called for the Sacrifice God Painting Palace.

This time.

To a certain extent, it can be said that it has been waiting for a long time, and at this moment, it seems that there is already a picture scroll of the impatient side.

It was to jump out of the spiritual platform that took care of his own immortality and came directly to the table.

The scroll expands.

On the rice paper, there is a strange stone standing on the top of a sacred mountain.

The second life painting, Huaguo Mountain Strange Stone Scroll.

Gu Changsheng took a deep breath, thinking back to the protagonist of his natal painting, and thinking about his deeds, which made his junior still think about it, and he couldn't help but be excited.

In his eyes, there was also a touch of anticipation and excitement that could not be concealed.

There was no hesitation.

Gu Changsheng directly lifted the pen, waved it, the talent in his chest and the ink in front of him converged together, condensed on the tip of the pen a little, and the stroke fell on the blank space next to the first picture scroll!

Thereupon.

"Boom!"

In the dark!

Gu Changsheng himself, as if he had heard that thunderclap!

It was the sound of the spirit stone shattering, and it was the movement of the monkey head that stood up to the sky and the earth, and was born!

……

On the roof of Nankang Building, Gu Changsheng picked up his pen and began to draw the second volume of the natal map.

And at the same time.

Nankang Academy.

Whether it's Pan Wenzhuo, or more literati and Confucian cultivators.

At this moment, looking at the thirteen floors of Nankang lit up with silver light, they all only feel a little disillusioned in life.

Especially Pan Wenzhuo.

If it is said that when Gu Changsheng ascended to the ninth floor of Nankang Building before, he would still be jealous and resentful of Gu Changsheng, feeling unconvinced, resentful, unfair heaven and earth, and unfair court.

If he gave himself the same treatment as Gu Changsheng, he might not lose to the other party and other thoughts, and he would still stay in his heart.

Then, at this moment, look at the divine light on the thirteenth floor.

Pan Wenzhuo was completely stupid, he just stood in place in a daze, looking at the glow on the thirteenth floor, unable to say a word.

There is an adversary, and that's it.

He doesn't need to make a move, just stand there, standing quietly, so that you can't raise the slightest idea of competition.

Pan Wenzhuo thought that he was such a person.

But at this moment, look at the light of the thirteenth floor.

He finally realized how ridiculous and shallow his previous thoughts were!

In front of the Nankang Building.

"Little junior brother...... What kind of evil is it? The posture of a half-saint is nothing more than that! ”

Look at the silver glow lit up on the thirteenth floor.

Jiang Xue's mouth was wide open, where was there still half a point, the demeanor and demeanor of the senior brother of the academy?

However, next to him, the contemporary master of Nankang Academy is not much better than Jiang Xue.

It's just that when I heard Jiang Xue mention the last mention of the half-saint posture.

Changsun Sheng's face couldn't help but show a little smugness.

After all.

At the beginning, he felt that Gu Changsheng was the kind of peerless talent who had a chance if he couldn't say it, and he would break the road after changing the five grades of painting!

And now it seems.

I really didn't make a mistake in my guess!

"But ......"

At this moment, Jiang Xue seemed to think of something, and her expression suddenly became a little weird!