Spread the book, grind the ink, moisten the pen, put down the pen, move the pen, lift the pen, the two big characters of the "Book of Songs" appeared on the cover of the manuscript, the whole action in one go, the clouds flow, without the slightest hesitation, the font is handsome and elegant, giving people a beautiful and elegant feeling!

After writing the title of the book, the next thing is to copy the text, and start turning the first page, Ning Caichen is straight, standing in front of the stone table, holding the loose sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and dancing on the book with his right hand, a pair of dark and clear eyes are blazing, and there seems to be brilliance

Blooming, Ning Caichen wrote very authentically, and he paid full attention, and soon, he felt that something was wrong!

He found that since the cave wall, he didn't need to read the original of the Book of Songs at all, just like writing silently, and when he was still writing the last sentence, the next sentence and even the entire article appeared in his mind

The content has been firmly engraved in my mind!

Don't forget!

Ning Caichen is very sure that he definitely did not have this ability before this, even if Ning Caichen is familiar with hundreds of books and full of economy, but familiar reading is familiar reading, this does not mean that he can memorize it, memorization and familiarity are two concepts, not to mention the whole book, hundreds of articles like the Book of Songs

Poetry is gathered together, without any clues, and it is not something to memorize at all!

Just like in the previous life, if someone told him that he could memorize the 300 Tang poems in their entirety, Ning Caichen would definitely say -- I would rather believe that a girl told me that her phone number was 16812345678 this kind of number! Because it is impossible! There is no human brain

There are hundreds of poems that can fit in the sea, and even if they can, there will be confusion in memory!

But the so-called world has no absolutes, and in Shenzhou, where demons, monsters, monks, and warriors all exist, what is impossible!

Ning Caichen can feel that his mind is like a constantly running computer, and the content of the entire Book of Poetry is presented in his mind from beginning to end, and not only that, but also has a wonderful feeling, every time he writes a word, he writes a poem,

His heart will fluctuate with it, and his emotions will change with it, and it seems that these words and poems have feelings, can speak, and can affect his emotions!

It was a wonderful feeling, difficult to describe in words, and he felt that his mind had fallen into a wonderful realm, as if it had transcended the physical body and was independent, and the spirit was sublimating!

There is a god in the pen!

This is Ning Caichen's feeling now, now writing is completely different from before, more like a kind of understanding, the heart moves, the pen goes, do whatever you want, sway freely, this is a kind of pleasure, a kind of wanton, I feel like I have a breath in my chest, in

Slowly sublimate, to detach!

Could it be the reason for the fusion of souls!

Ning Caichen guessed in his heart, because whether it was him on the earth before, or in front of the original owner of the body, writing, even if it was a special practice, did not have this feeling, before writing, after a long time, his hands would be sore, his feet would be numb, and his spirit would be tired, but now

Not only will you not have these negative states, but you will feel refreshed and refreshed!

It's an ethereal realm!

It's amazing, Ning Caichen can't say it himself, he feels like he is writing, but it feels more like an understanding, gradually, Ning Caichen is immersed in this feeling!

Throughout the day, the sun rose in the east and slowly set, golden sunlight shining through the cracks in the branches of the treetops!

Ning Caichen seemed to be enchanted, his body stood straight, standing in front of the stone table, not moving even a single step, only one movement - write!

The blank copy on the left changed from four to three to two, and finally there was no one left, but there were four more copies on the right!

The wind was blowing, the weeds in the yard were blown up, the dead leaves were rolled up, and Ning Caichen's hair was blown up, he didn't seem to feel it, he still waved the pen in his hand, and he didn't notice at all that the "Book of Songs" in the middle of the stone table in front of him was originally blown by the wind

There was a clatter, but the four copied books to his right did not move at all, and the wind blew on them, and not even a page was turned!

"It's done!.huh!-"

In the afternoon, when the sun was in the west, Ning Caichen put down the brush in his hand, because he had finished writing the five books, raised his head, looked in the direction of the west, and found that the sun had reached the treetops of several tall trees outside the courtyard, and the time was about four to five o'clock in the afternoon

, turned his head to look at the five copies on the stone table!

In a group of cases, ordinary people can copy two books, but from last night to now, he has copied five books, which is almost twice as fast as ordinary people, which is a bit scary, but Ning Caichen did not dwell on this issue, because this is a good thing, copying

Soon, he will be able to make money faster, which is a good thing that is difficult to find with a lantern, and others can't do it if they want to break their heads!

What really made Ning Caichen care about the state when he wrote the book, he found that it seemed to have crossed over, his mind was unusually fresh, and he thought about things very quickly!

Could it be that the benefits of the fusion of the souls of two people have strengthened the soul and developed the brain!!

Ning Caichen could only think like this......

"Ning Gongzi, you're here!" "Ning Gongzi!"

More than half an hour later, Ning Caichen came to Jifu, and Fu'an and Futai greeted Ning Caichen who came over!

"Well, I'll copy the book!" Ning Caichen smiled at the two!

"Uncle Wang just went to the study!" Futai showed Ning Caichen the way!

"Thank you!"

After saying a word of thanks to the two, Ning Caichen walked into the door of the house, entered the outer courtyard, and walked in the direction of the study on the left, just in time to meet Uncle Wang coming out of the study!

"Uncle Wang!" Ning Caichen greeted and walked over!

"Ah!" Wang Bo was startled by Ning Caichen's sudden voice, and turned around to see Ning Caichen: "It turned out to be Ning Gongzi!"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wang, I scared you just now!"

Walking over, Ning Caichen smiled apologetically at Uncle Wang, this is an old man who is over the age of six, with gray hair, a thin face, and a somewhat rickety figure, a relatively kind old man!

"If you don't tighten it, if you don't tighten it, when you get old, your ears won't be good!" Uncle Wang smiled and waved his hand and asked, "Is there anything Ning Gongzi looking for me!"

"Oh, that's right, I've finished writing the copy I took last night! I want to come over and get some new!" Ning Caichen said, and took out the book in his hand!

"Ah, so fast!" Wang Bo was taken aback by Ning Caichen's speed!

"Yes, I really don't know how to finish it!" Ning Caichen smiled, handed the book to Uncle Wang and said, "Uncle Wang, take a look!

"No, no, what did Ning Gongzi say, you are the master's student, can I still trust you!" Uncle Wang said with a smile, reaching out to take the book handed over by Ning Caichen, but he only felt that his hand sank, and his body was bent: "Oops, it's so heavy!"

"Uncle Wang, are you okay!" Ning Caichen hugged Uncle Wang and said with concern! But he was puzzled in his heart, this Uncle Wang's health is too bad, why are several books heavy!

"Alas, it's old, it's old! it's a little useless!" Uncle Wang shook his head!

"Uncle Wang, I'll take the book, go in with you, just take the book and copy it!"

"That's fine!" Uncle Wang didn't postpone it, and handed the book back to Ning Caichen, only feeling that his body was loose, and he was puzzled in his heart, he usually could hold more than a dozen books by himself, why did these books feel so heavy today!

(PS, new books for collection, for recommendations, new book period, these are very needed, you can develop first!)