"What is writing? Writing is a product of life, it comes into being with the production of life, and develops with the development of life, as a way of conveying information, as a concretized symbol of language, with the common attributes of all languages, when you communicate with others, you want to express some of your own ideas, in the pursuit of accuracy and clarity, when language can not meet this need, words have become an effective means. ”

"Everything has its own words, and it can even be said that words are everywhere......"

Professor Yu Lao is the oldest gentleman in Taifu calligraphy, and at a glance he has a temperament of reading poetry and books, although his hair is gray, but he still can't hide the spirit that belongs to the reader.

Today's lecture is a general introduction of the text, the content of the lecture is very comprehensive, from point to surface, the level of the lecture is very high, not only the voice is thick, the words are also very clear, without any accent dialect, is an excellent teacher.

The students in the audience listened very carefully, holding pens in their hands, and with the progress of Professor Yu's teaching, they kept marking and supplementing the scrolls, and some studious students even took out a stack of blank ink paper and put it next to the book, constantly writing and drawing.

But for students who don't like books, this class is undoubtedly a kind of torture, and the kind old professor is like a talking log in their eyes, and the clear articulation and broad voice are the hypnotic music.

Yuan Youtao held his head with his hands and pretended to be thinking, in fact, it was just to prevent the head that was filled with drowsiness from smashing on the table, his eyelids kept drooping downward, and he kept being forcibly opened by himself.

What is Text...... What is a mosquito...... Fumiko...... A roast pig's trotter costs a few pennies......

Yuan Youtao only felt that his thoughts had followed the words in his husband's mouth and left Taifu in the carriage and returned to Naluo City.

His calligraphy assessment score got a Ding grade, so he was naturally not interested in these things that chewed words, but the first class couldn't be so decadent, so Yuan Youtao wanted to desperately sober himself up, but the body instinct is often powerless, and the more he struggled, the more he couldn't fight, just like that, Yuan Youtao has been in a half-asleep state.

"The trajectory of the clouds in the sky, the direction of the flow of the rivers, and the undulating terrain of the mountains can all be regarded as the first writing of this world, and we can imagine that in ancient times, the ancestors of the human race created some special symbols when observing the trajectory of these things, that is, our first writing. ”

"You can imagine that you are surrounded by words, but you can't touch or see, and when these things can be perceived by you one day, it proves that you have grasped the words that this world wants to say to you......"

Ning Shu listened to these examples given by the old professor, and gradually understood that this Taifu was different from other schools, and other schools were very shallow when they used these things, and they would not be as profound as they are now, so profound that they involved heaven and earth, and this old professor was really Mr. Taifu, and the exposition of the last sentence could be used as the opening sentence of the cultivation method of the First Sleep Realm.

Just when the old professor said the words of heaven and earth, a voice of confusion and excitement sounded in the classroom: "Old man, isn't it possible to say that if you can feel what heaven and earth say to you and grasp the words between heaven and earth, can you practice?"

Taifu only stipulates that there should be no noise in the classroom, but it does not stipulate that you cannot talk in class, and to some extent, students are encouraged to ask questions, but today is the first class after all, and the question is about cultivation, for a while, all the students raised their heads one after another, looking at the old professor on the stage with anticipation in their eyes.

This Taifu can be the best school in the world, and it is rumored that there are saints, how can it be a mundane place, these students have more or less heard of such and such legends about Taifu, and it is inevitable that they will be a little careful when they are admitted to Taifu, but whether it is an assessment or a class before, it is no longer a normal thing in the world, there is no trace of magic, and the students can't find the time to speak.

Yuan Youtao woke up from half asleep, wiped his saliva, and his face still had red marks on his face that had been pressed by his robe, and asked in a daze, "What happened?"

The students who were admitted to Taifu were from big families, from small rural houses, and from the frontier army.

"Tsk, it turned out to be the son of General Mingwei, what did he ask?" Yuan Youtao looked at the student who raised his hand to ask a question, causing the audience to be quiet.

The so-called preaching and teaching to solve doubts, Professor Yu Lao stroked his silver beard with satisfaction, was very satisfied with the questions of the students in the class, and said with a smile: "Although this question has nothing to do with this class, since someone has raised it, how can the teacher turn a blind eye, I am not a person in the cultivation, but I also know a thing or two, and I will explain it to you this time." ”

"As mentioned earlier, in the stage when the ancestors drank blood, everything in the world was in a state of ignorance, and it was precisely because of the invention of writing that all the races of heaven and earth could open up their spiritual wisdom, and one thing was very clear, at that time there were no cultivators, and cultivators must have appeared after the living beings had spiritual wisdom. ”

"I think the first cultivator in this world must be a very wise person, he discovered the most primitive writing in the world that no one else has discovered and mastered it, let's call this kind of writing a kind of 'Tao', this kind of 'Tao' is a way for a practitioner to communicate with heaven and earth, when he becomes more closely connected with this heaven and earth, he will gain richer knowledge, this knowledge can be understood as the essence of heaven and earth. ”

The process of a practitioner's cultivation can be understood as a process of learning for students, ordinary students learn ordinary knowledge and learn from Mr., while practitioners learn the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and learn from Heaven and Earth. ”

"It can be said that the words we have are the key to open the door of the Dao, but compared to the words that we usually learn and can be written down casually, it is very difficult to grasp the key to open the door of the Dao. ”

Ning Shu leaned against the window and listened to this explanation, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, these words really talked about the essence of cultivation, even he, as a cultivator who was already in the realm of divine thought, felt that it was extremely correct after listening to it, and from the old professor's theory, he could even explain a lot of questions about cultivation.

The general's son, who raised his hand to ask, was visibly more excited, and asked tremblingly, "Then how do we find that invisible key!"

Professor Yu smiled slightly and replied: "Since it is also studying, then it depends on who works harder and whose understanding is higher." ”

Listening to these words, there were bursts of sighs in the classroom, which is equivalent to going around in a circle in the end, if everyone has a high level of understanding in the cultivation of the Tao, wouldn't they have already been cultivators, why ask these questions, you must know that the most difficult thing for a practitioner is the beginning of the enlightenment process, without that opportunity, no matter how hard you try, it is useless.

As if he had expected this situation for a long time, Professor Yu Lao was not annoyed in the face of the depressed students, but said in an encouraging tone: "This kind of thing is very rare in other places, but you must not forget that this is Taifu, so don't be discouraged, everything will always be rewarded in not forcing it." ”

Listening to the explicit words in this hint, the students' frustrated eyes began to shine again, you must know that there are cultivators in this classmate, and Wang Yuhuai, the talented son of the Wang family in Nanyue, is said to have knocked on the threshold of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth a long time ago, who doesn't want to be that cultivator?

Looking at the lively atmosphere in the classroom, the old professor continued to talk with a smile on his face.

"The development of words to the present, showing a trend of hundreds of schools of thought, poetry and songs are innumerable, as a carrier for people to express their emotions, and poetry is the main ......"

Seeing that the students in the audience were still in a state of yearning for cultivation, the old professor shook his head with a smile and started the lecture from a different angle.

"Cultivation is like doing learning, the ancient scholars have to go through three realms, last night the west wind withered the green trees, alone on the tall building, looking at the end of the world, this is the first realm. ”

"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi. This is the second realm. ”

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. This is the third realm. ”

"Different from the five specific realms of cultivation, we can also regard this as the three levels of enlightenment on the path of cultivation, the first word should be familiar to everyone, it is the red dust word Shengliu everyone made ......"

Ning Shu didn't expect that the first class in Taifu actually started to talk about cultivation, and when he heard that he was using secular theories to correspond to cultivation like this, he actually felt that it made a lot of sense.

Yuan Youtao on the side smiled and said in a low voice: "Look at those boys who have never seen the world, aren't they cultivators, who is not?"

Ning Shu asked with some confusion: "Although this old Professor Yu is an ordinary person, how can he seem to know so much about this cultivation, could it be that there is really a great supernatural person in this Taifu?"

"It's really hard for me to say whether there are great supernatural powers in this Taifu, but don't look at this old man as an ordinary person, but most of the cultivators who walked out of Taifu were brought by him......," Yuan Youtao replied.

To be able to teach cultivators as ordinary people, what a powerful person this must be, no wonder those students are so excited, Ning Shu thought about the rumors about Taifu, and found that he was becoming more and more interested in this place.