Feng Yun wrote "Jiuli Yin Zhuan Zhou Yan Zi·Biao". At this time, he also entered Jiuli dialect and Zhou Yan with literary style.
The entire palace of classics exudes a faint light of literary spirit.
Feng Yun's voice was whispering faintly in the sound of wind all around.
And with the momentum of the Classics Palace, the sound continued to expand, reaching the ears of the Ten Witches Palace and the surrounding Baiyue people.
"Yesterday there was a yellow dragon, and today there is a white light!"
The first elder and the second elder were squatting on the other side, waiting hard.
The great elder sighed: "Yun... Lord Feng, what is the origin? I think those rumors are exaggerating!"
What spread most widely in Baiyue was the period when Feng Yun controlled floods.
Feng Yun is described as a great hero of water control. He is tall and mighty and has a mysterious image of being able to drink up a large river in one gulp.
At this time, the great elder couldn't help but guess: "I'm afraid I can drink up two big rivers in one breath."
The second elder on the other side listened carefully to the sounds in the wind. Among them, he recognized Jiuli language and Zhou Yan, but without understanding Zhou Yan, he could only guess.
"Yunwa said before that he was going to write "The History of Jiuli". I said we don't have the text, so he won't get us the text!"
Words carry the will of heaven and earth, and they have many incredible qualities that cannot be created casually.
"Oops, I forgot to tell Yunwa that a shaman used words to kill me!"
The second elder suddenly stood up and wanted to rush into the hall.
But outside the main hall, the seal script and the sound of Jiuli echoed continuously.
Protect the entire hall.
The second elder did not dare to use it at will and could only watch anxiously.
the other side--
"This is the enlightenment!"
The general is dull, but he was also a member of the noble family and has some knowledge.
He said: "Just like Mr. Ou Ye forges a sword and achieves innateness, Lord Feng is also 'forging a sword' to achieve his own way."
"Fengjun is going to be a congenital person?" Mo Nu was surprised as she held the food.
The general shook his head slightly, he didn't know clearly.
"Ahem, it's not innate." Ou Ye walked out from the side.
"Father, why are you out?" Mo Nu handed the food to the general and went to help Ouye.
Ouye looked into the hall, his eyes full of heat.
"This is Lord Feng creating a rare treasure of literature and art."
"Exotic treasure?" Mo Nu and Gan Jiang were not allowed to see it.
Ou Ye smiled and said: "Exotic treasures carry the Tao of their owners."
"The sword I made is also a rare treasure, or a semi-finished product."
"Because I only forge swords but do not hold them. I am not the master of the sword. Only when the sword finds its own master can it carry the master's path and become a complete rare treasure and a weapon to protect the path."
This is also the reason why Ouye wants to hand over Long Yuan to Feng Yun.
In addition to making the sword, the swordsmith also needs to choose the master for it to be complete, otherwise the treasure will only be covered in dust.
"Although the exotic treasure is a tool to protect the Tao, it is not a tool of destiny. It is made after acquired, just like the Nine Cauldrons made by Dayu."
"However, if a rare treasure is cast the day after tomorrow, when the Tao it carries becomes powerful, it can also become a weapon of destiny. This means that the Tao is cast first and the weapon is later."
"The instrument of my destiny is to be formed first and then to be cast."
"The difference between the two is here, and there can only be one destiny weapon for the birth of the self, and it will be difficult to get it up again."
Ou Ye explained to Gan Jiang and Mo Nu what he had learned after breaking through the innate world and writing the book after seeing Feng Yun.
"Weng!"
Just heard a roar in the hall.
Immediately afterwards, an illusory voice echoed in the sky.
"This is the "Jiuli Yin Zhuan Zhou Yan Zi·Biao", which can be proved and used."
It’s Jiuli language!
Feng Yun said these words in Jiuli language.
Then, I heard Feng Yun introducing "Jiuli Yinzi Table" in Jiuli dialect, chanting the alphabet of this table one by one.
The rhyme of classics and palaces flows out like a stream in the Baiyue Plain, branching in the air and winding around with the wind.
In an instant, the entire Baiyue City could hear it.
The second elder was so mesmerized that he was immersed in the sound and tried his best to learn.
However, the Baiyue people in the city do not understand, and not many people can learn it. However, if they go deep into it, they will be confused and look astonished from time to time.
And in the courtyard of a mud house in the city——
"Father, is this Mr. Feng?"
A nineteen-year-old boy was reading "Dayu Fu" with a bamboo slip, and his father, a man in his thirties, was also holding "Dayu Fu" and seemed to have been talking about this fu with the child.
"Silence."
Hearing this, the child did not dare to speak, but just listened intently.
But he heard his father sigh: "This rare treasure of literature and art, Lord Feng may be able to enter Xiantian at any time."
innate!
The little boy looked at his father. He knew that his father was stuck in the first class, and could not even reach the top of the first class. However, Feng Jun rumored that he was only sixteen or seventeen, and now he could step into Xiantian at any time.
Listen again: "But Mr. Feng will not use this rare treasure to enter the innate world, otherwise he will be trapped in the land of Jiuli."
The man stroked his beard and said with a hint of arrogance: "The way of language, little Taoist, without thought, is just a tool, no matter how high it is, how powerful can it be."
Even though he said this, the man listened carefully and didn't say a word.
The little boy curled his lips when he saw his father like this, but he became more and more curious about Feng Jun.
The "Dayu Fu" in his hand has been studied by his father continuously, and he is familiar with it and has memorized it by heart...
But just when everyone was fascinated by Feng Yun's voice.
Suddenly.
"Well!"
The smiling face of the second elder standing outside the hall suddenly collapsed.
"Gone?"
"Why is it gone?"
At the same time, angry scoldings were heard from many places in Gucheng.
The second elder suppressed the anger in his heart.
When he saw the civility surrounding the hall dissipate, he strode into the hall.
He saw Feng Yun'an sitting at the low table with his eyes closed and silent. Beside him, An Feng was looking through a pile of animal skins.
"Which family's girl is here to give to grandpa?"
An Feng heard the sound and silently handed the rare treasure in his hand to the second elder.
"Second Elder, don't mess it up. I'll have to sew it together later."
"Got it, got it."
As he said that, the second elder didn't care about anything, leaned aside and began to read the "Jiuli Yin Zi Table".
He kept praising in his mouth: "I, the Jiuli descendant, can use words now, I can use words now."
It doesn’t matter whether I borrowed the calligraphy from Zhou people or not, as long as it can be used in Jiuli.
The second elder has lived for so many years, but he knows Wu Zi's troubles.
The Great Elder and Ou Ye also came in together.
Feng Yun was sitting at the low table, his face was tired, his eyes were resting, and his literary energy was surging, as if it would explode at the slightest touch.
An Feng stood up, took the food from the general's hand, put it on the low table in front of Feng Yun, and went outside. He had to find some needlework.
For a long time, everyone sat and waited for Feng Yun.
Ou Ye and the second elder looked at the watch and praised it.
As for An Fenglai, he could only act as an interpreter for the two of them so that they could exchange opinions on the table.
At this time, Feng Yun opened his eyes, and the literary energy on his body dispersed slightly, and then all of it merged into Feng Yun's heart.
Step by step!
These cultural qualities brought about by the unique treasures of literature and Tao have become its solid foundation.
Literary spirit: 109.
It stands to reason that when one's literary Qi reaches one hundred, one is considered innate, but Feng Yun suppresses literary Qi and is unwilling to use his current knowledge to become innate.
In other words, he has not yet determined his own path.
"It is inappropriate to use this language to achieve innateness."
Literature and Tao are a lifelong pursuit of the Tao, practice of the Tao, and transformation of the Tao.
The Great Master loved the "Book of Changes" but found it difficult to learn. Finally, he used "The Rites of Zhou" to help the monarch achieve his destiny. He spent his whole life assisting the monarch and abiding by the "Rites of Zhou".
It's because his first choice was Li Dao.
Naturally, Feng Yun would not take language learning as his first choice.
It is better to use the study of language as nourishment, attribute it to the "Chronicles of Nations and Policies", practice this way in the land of Baiyue, and then practice innateness. With this, the road ahead will be broad.
"But we must first make "Jiuli Yinzi Biao" something recognized by everyone in Baiyue country, otherwise it will be of no use."
And when the people of Baiyue recognize it, this watch will also become a national treasure.
Just like when Feng Yun controlled the floods and enlightened "Yu Fu", it became a rare treasure of national destiny.
(End of chapter)
