The readers in the attic below, when they read 'Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky', they are also amazed, their faces are full of admiration, their eyes are dull, and they are already intoxicated with the beautiful picture in their minds.

"Far away, Yixing flies. Cool and breezy, slender song and white clouds. Suiyuan green bamboo, the bottle of Pengze, Yeshui Zhuhua, the pen of the light Linchuan. He is getting closer and more to the court, chattering with the carp, and now he is holding his coat and enjoying the dragon gate.

Woohoo! The resort is not often, and the feast is difficult again; the Lanting Pavilion has been completed, and the ruins of Zize Hill. Parting words, fortunate to be grateful to the great, ascending to the heights, is expected to be in the public. Dare to be contemptuous, respectful and short-term. ”

After all, his current age and cultivation, identity and fame cannot be as resentful and lost as Wang Bo, and if he wants not to show his stuffing, he can only endure the pain to delete and change.

The scholar copied the last part and passed it on, and the magistrate and everyone were speechless for a long time after reading it.

The people around Ying Wuxin dispersed and stood back in their original positions, their eyes straightened, and their mouths were still muttering the sentences they had just seen, looking like they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

Several old men got up, and finally bowed to the magistrate: "Lord Zhixian, the old man and others think that this essay should be a good work, which is enough to serve as a preface to the attic. ”

Wen He seconded. ”

Feng An seconded. ”

Kong Jingwen seconded. ”

Meng Feiyu seconded. ”

......

Most of the people at the top level agree with Ying Wuxin's good writing, and the magistrate took a look and found that he was the only one left who did not speak, his son Mo Ji, his cousin Gao Cailu, a few scholars of his own family, and Ying Wuxin with a light smile on his face.

"We also seconded it. ”

"Seconded. ”

"This is the world's first prose, who can compare?"

Below the attic, there were also voices of approval.

With a slight sigh, Zhixian got up and glanced at his son who was sitting on the ground, his face darkened, but he still puffed up his chest and announced loudly: "This time, the attic solicited the best for Ying Wuxin, and chose the preface of this attic. ”

"Good ......"

The entire attic erupted in cheers.

Under the gazebo, Sun Xiaoman and Bai Miaozhen, who were waiting, were suddenly startled, and looked at the top of the attic with a look of surprise.

There was such a loud cheer from inside, it was not the result that had already been made.

But didn't Ying Wuxin say that the son of the county magistrate would only write the pun tomorrow? Why did the results come out today?

Just when the two women were puzzled, Li Zhengdao glanced at the attic and smiled indifferently: "It's over, Brother Wuxin has won everyone's praise, and we will be able to cross the river in a while." ”

"Hehe, Xiao Dao Ye is out, how can these people compare, I really don't have a little self-knowledge. Wang Banxian said arrogantly.

The two women's faces were full of surprise, the result in the attic was still unknown, and these two people had already decided that they should be unintentional, which was really inexplicable.

On the top floor of the attic, Ying Wuxin walked to the front of the magistrate, and said respectfully: "Dare to ask the magistrate, this attic has a name." ”

"Not yet, what are you asking for?"

"It's better to call it Teng Wang Pavilion, my article is called Teng Wang Pavilion Preface, what do you think?" Ying Wuxin said with a smile.

The old face of the county magistrate turned dark, you have already set the name of the punwen, can I still give the attic another name? When the preface of King Teng's Pavilion spreads all over the world, I am not called King Teng's Pavilion here, and I must not be scolded to death by all the people who read the world.

"It's okay, a plaque will be made later, and from then on, this Tengwang Pavilion relies on Ying Daoxia's writing, which is enough to spread the world's fame, here Mo represents the people of this county, thanks to Ying Daoxia. ”

The magistrate bowed his hand.

"Don't dare to be, everything must be arranged by the county lord, we are in a hurry, I don't know if the adult can-"

"Come on, remove the barricades of the Jinshui Bridge. ”

"Thank you. ”

After thanking him, Ying Wuxin turned around and left.

When he walked down the stairs, someone shouted loudly on the top floor, "The loft preface has been determined, and in response to the unintentional preface to King Teng's pavilion, the Jinshui Bridge will be opened immediately." ”

In the pavilion, Sun Xiaoman and Bai Miaozhen stood up at once, looked at the attic with surprise on their faces, and their eyes widened in shock.

actually heard Ying Wuxin's name, and both of them wondered if they had heard it wrong, or were dreaming, but the congestion in front of the Jinshui Bridge on one side did begin to decrease, which means that the bridge was really open.

"He actually made a pun?" Sun Xiaoman muttered, the shock on his face still not dissipated.

"Not only did he make a good writing, but he was also a good work, and he was so talented that he had no intention of being a junior brother. Bai Miaozhen said happily, tears appeared in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, she was so happy.

"It turned out to be Ying Wuxin, isn't he a Taoist? How did he make a pun and be selected as the best work?" The ordinary people, servants, and some merchants who watched the bustle on the side of the road all looked at the attic in surprise, their faces full of surprise.

On the top floor of the attic, Wen He looked at the wide surface of the Jinshui River outside the window, the dense forests on both sides, and thought of the sentences that Ying Wuxin wrote, and slowly entered a wonderful state of body and mind, as if he had become a transparent world, wrapping the Jinshui River below, the forests on both sides, the vast earth, and the endless sky.

Then, there were rays of brilliance that began to appear, appearing in his body, floating on the Jinshui River, which was a beautiful glow.

Then there is a lonely bird flying up from the water, facing the glow, connecting the water and sky below, forming a beautiful picture.

"Hey, look, what's that?" Suddenly someone pointed out the window and shouted in surprise, and the others looked at it and were stunned.

In the sky above the Jinshui River, there really appeared a beautiful glow, and a lonely bird flew up, but now it is obviously noon, and the sunny day should not appear in the morning and evening.

And this glow is too low, just a few dozen meters above the Jinshui River, not in the sky at all, the lonely bird is also very strange, flying up, but never able to get close to the floating glow.

Under the attic, many readers who were originally looking at Ying Wuxin with longing and fiery eyes were also attracted by the exclamation, looked outside, and screamed one by one after a while.

"What's going on?" Ying Wuxin also looked over, and when he saw the strange scene outside, he couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't know what it was, what the situation was.

Outside the attic, the lively people, servants, and merchants also noticed the abnormality of the river surface one after another, and they all looked over curiously and marveled.

"What's the situation, why is there a glow at noon?" asked Wang Banxian, pointing ahead.

"That's?" Sun Xiaoman's mouth opened wide again in shock.

"This is—" Bai Miaozhen was also stunned, and her eyes looked straight at the sky above the river.

Li Zhengdao's face was also full of surprise, and he came to his senses after a while, and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being a heartless brother, someone has realized the Tao with the help of his artistic conception of the prose, but I don't know what realm I can reach?"

"Enlightenment?" Sun Xiaoman and Bai Miaozhen came to their senses and looked at Li Zhengdao in surprise.

Sun Xiaoman was puzzled: "The attic is full of scholars, should it be unintentionally enlightened?"

"It's not-" Without waiting for Li Zhengdao to answer, Sun Xiaoman denied it himself, and said: "This pun has been prepared by him for a long time, if he had realized the Tao, he should have realized it a long time ago, it can't be now." ”

"But there are all ordinary scholars inside, they are not cultivators at all, how can they realize the Dao?" Bai Miaozhen wondered.

"Everyone in the world can realize the Tao, and so are living beings, these scholars are also smart, why can't they realize the Tao, can't cultivate the Tao, it doesn't mean that they can't realize the Tao, some people are over 100 years old, they can't cultivate the Tao, once they become enlightened, they directly enter the realm of Taoism, and the records of the sect have indeed been recorded, isn't it?" Li Zhengdao said with a smile.

The two women were surprised: "There is such a record, but it is difficult to have one in a thousand years, can we be here today to witness the enlightenment of an ordinary person." ”

On the top floor of the attic, Wen He looked straight at the glow, lonely, a water sky, stretched out his hand, trying to catch that beautiful glow, but he couldn't reach it, he could only walk forward.

"Wenhe, what's wrong with you?" Feng An next to him first noticed the abnormality and asked suspiciously.

The eyes of the others also looked at them curiously, but Wen He ignored them and continued to walk forward, and soon reached the window, and when everyone was puzzled, he walked out directly.

He did walk out, and when he got close to the wall, a burst of light appeared on Wen He's body, penetrating the wall.

Everyone shook their heads in confusion and rubbed their eyes, trying to see clearly, but Wen He had already walked out of the attic, stepped on the void, and walked towards the glow above the Jinshui River.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with Wenhe?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and their mouths opened wide in surprise, and their faces were full of expressions of hell.

Just now, Wen He walked directly through the wall and walked out, which originally made them suspicious, but now Wen He actually walked directly in mid-air, as if there was a transparent road under his feet, and walked towards Jinshui River, which made their shocked breathing stop.

"Is that enlightened?" Feng An muttered.

"This is enlightenment. The magistrate said with envy on his face.

Once enlightened, not only can you have more powerful strength, a healthier body, and at the same time, you can also get a longer lifespan, which is also a huge temptation for scholars, so newborns in the world, as long as there are conditions, are sent to the Dao Gate first, and if they are confirmed that they cannot cultivate the Tao, they will be brought back to let them study or learn other ways of survival.

At present, Wenhe is forty or fifty years old, and he is about to grow old as an ordinary person, and once he attains the Tao, he can live for dozens or hundreds of years, or even more, which is a good thing like an elixir in the sky.

Walking in front of Xiaguang, Wenhe stretched out his hand and touched Xiaguang, he closed his eyes intoxicated, and quietly enjoyed the beautiful feeling of this moment.

The glow flowed, and wisps of it burrowed into Wen He's body, and soon disappeared, and the lonely bird below flew and rushed into Wen He's body.

The glow and the lonely bird disappeared, Wen He stood in the sky above the Jinshui River, and when he opened his eyes after a while, ten thousand brilliant rays of glow suddenly burst out from his body and hit forward.