After Xu Mochen was ready, he took Tang Derun and Xiao Nanyan to the inkstone washing pool.
This inkstone washing pool is only half a day's flying distance from Yue Cliff. When we arrived, we saw a huge pool of water surrounded by many immortal cultivators.
The water in the pool looked dark in color, with no ripples on the surface.
Xu Mochen and the others got off the Pegasus and came to the edge of the inkstone washing pool. Their spiritual consciousness swept into the water, but they could only perceive balls of sticky ink, and they didn't know how deep it was.
Xiao Nanyan had been here before, and she explained gently: "It is said that this ancient great master was the founder of the Wenfa Sect.
This inkstone was his personal treasure. When he ascended, he threw the inkstone into the pool with a smile and blended it into one. "
This is the origin of the inkstone pool. Xu Mochen pointed at it: "In other words, the water in the pool contains the magical power of the powerful immortal cultivator."
When a cultivator ascends and merges with the way of heaven, the original magic and magical powers are useless, so they will remain, and this becomes a legacy.
The inkstone washing pond also exists in a similar way.
Xu Mochen looked away from the water and looked at the immortal cultivators beside the pool, who were also discussing in twos and threes.
Sure enough, Internet celebrity attractions are not as attractive as imagined.
Everything is the result of beautification. Strictly speaking, for most immortal cultivators, this place is actually a pool of ink.
After a while, a cultivator flew up and jumped into the pool, probably thinking of exploring in depth.
There was an uproar all around, and the first one to eat the crab always attracts attention.
Unexpectedly, not long after he entered, he saw ink spurting out. The immortal cultivator came out of the pool, fell to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"How can it be so easy to obtain the inheritance left by a powerful immortal cultivator?" Xiao Nanyan shook her head slightly, "If the open secret could be easily cracked, it would not exist until now."
Xu Mochen understood that this was like a super academic leaving a notebook of his own learning secrets. Everyone can read it, but no one can understand it.
If you force yourself to spend time researching, you may not be able to do it until your hair turns gray.
After all, most people are bad students.
The other super academics in Yunshang Realm have their own paths, so naturally they won't stare at other people's notebooks.
Xu Mochen secretly thought that the real world of cultivating immortals was still different from the inside.
If someone takes the initiative, others will follow suit.
But as expected, the end result of a scumbag is to be killed instantly.
Xu Mochen was not in a hurry. In the afternoon, the group of immortal cultivators who came in the morning left one after another.
Another batch came in the afternoon, presumably to repeat the same process.
Xu Mochen kept opening his six-channel swastika eyes and carefully examined the ink in the pool.
It was very difficult to find, but he still found a little problem.
The ink seems to contain a small amount of power.
What that power is, he doesn't know until he ends up personally, but don't underestimate that power.
A drop of ink is nothing, but when put together, it cannot be ignored.
Xiao Nanyan sat on a stone, holding his chin with his hands: "What the seniors of the Wenfa Sect left behind should be their understanding of grammar.
Most immortal cultivators in the world of monsters and beasts are not good at this, so they came here just to experience it. "
Tang Derun looked at Xu Mochen, who was standing blankly: "Then it depends on your Majesty. After all, your Majesty once created the way of literature."
"What?" Xiao Nanyan, who had always been reserved, was also shocked, "Creating literary principles?"
Tang Derun did not continue this topic.
Xu Mochen didn't take any action, just standing by the pool.
The cultivators who came came and went one after another without disturbing him.
This stop lasted about ten days.
At the beginning, there were quite a few cultivators who came and participated in the attempt, but the number of people became smaller as we went later.
This is because the immortal cultivators who come to the Flame Mountain basically come in batches. When these batches come to Yueya, they naturally want to go to the inkstone pool.
When there was no harvest, the news spread and not many people came.
Xiao Nanyan just sat quietly and waited.
She actually didn't know Xu Mochen very well. At first, she just thought that the human emperor who could cultivate immortality was a bit special.
Including when she was fusing Kunpeng's bloodline in the fairy pond of the Youfeng clan, she noticed something strange.
But that's all.
But now that she has been here for more than ten days and looking at Xu Mochen who is motionless, her inner view has changed.
No matter what other cultivators think and come and go, he always sticks to his goal.
Tang Derun next to him looked very understanding.
When he was still a mortal, Xu Mochen knew that he, the emperor, was just a puppet.
In that case, he could grit his teeth, deal with the six departments and nine ministers one by one, and regain the power.
This kind of tenacity is not something that ordinary cultivators can compare with.
That night, finally, there was no trace of the immortal cultivators near the inkstone pool.
Xu Mochen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and smiled: "It's time for me to give it a try."
For some reason, Xiao Nanyan's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words.
Tang Derun stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I am willing to follow you."
"No," Xu Mochen waved his hand, "I've seen it. The ink in the pool contains literary knowledge.
My dear, I don't know this way. I'm afraid it will be harmful to your cultivation if you go in. "
This is a fact, so Tang Derun had no choice but to give up: "Then please be careful, Your Majesty."
Xu Mochen nodded, opened the Six Paths Eyes, wrapped himself in spiritual consciousness, and at the same time outputted the power of the source.
He jumped up and submerged into the water.
Xiao Nanyan and Tang Derun both walked forward quickly, looking at the ripples on the water, each with their own thoughts in mind.
The words were divided into two parts, Xu Mochen submerged into the water, and he was prepared.
He had fought against the saints of Wenfa Sect before, so he was actually no stranger to Wen Dao and his ilk.
I just didn't expect that he was still a little negligent.
The ink wraps himself up, and the power of the source of truth and spiritual consciousness cannot be blocked at all, just like countless sharp needles piercing him.
There is no physical body in the Yunshang Realm, so the current Xu Mochen is actually the true form of Yuanying.
It is equivalent to directly attacking the soul.
At this time, Xu Mochen realized that having a physical body also has its benefits.
But he had no way out, and his thoughts turned around. Faced with the infiltration of different literary styles, it was better to accept it than to resist it.
So he simply removed the power of his spiritual consciousness and Taoist source, opened the door, and let the ink pour in.
Sure enough, the ink seemed to find an outlet and headed towards Xu Mochen's eyebrows.
The Xiyan Pool has existed for tens of thousands of years, and there are no one knows how many immortal cultivators have come here to gain enlightenment.
They all thought about resisting to offset the power contained in the ink, and no one ever thought about accepting it.
That's because cultivators always think that they are the center of everything.
But Xu Mochen has never regarded himself as an immortal cultivator.
His position has always been that of the human emperor.
The emperor of the human race cannot achieve the world by just one person.
He was surrounded by a group of ministers who followed and helped him.
The same goes for literature and art.
Especially since he is a time traveler. In the future era of Blue Star, modern education is not about exclusion, but about compatibility.
That's why he has such a unique way of handling things now.
But it also contains huge dangers.
Open the defense and let other forces enter. If there is no way to control it, the most likely result is that you will be engulfed.
Give it a try and experience the déjà vu of turning a bicycle into a motorcycle!
After the ink poured in, Xu Mochen opened all the connections and rushed directly in the direction of Qizang Divine Mansion.
Four of his nine orifices are currently open, so the ink mainly flows through these four places.
The literary atmosphere contained in the water is constantly absorbed in the world of the four orifices.
These literary ways were left behind by the ancient powerful immortal cultivators before they ascended. They have lost their masters and can only survive with the little strength they once had.
The immortal cultivators who came to wash the inkstone in the past all rejected it. Now that they suddenly found a place where it was acceptable, they naturally would not give up such an opportunity.
The four worlds of Niwan, Jianggong, Huangting and Weulu are filled with black ink.
Jiuying's side was also there, his whole body was submerged in it, and he was constantly tumbling as the ink washed away.
By the pool, Tang Derun and Xiao Nanyan also realized something was wrong.
The ink dried at a speed visible to the naked eye. The two looked at each other, and Xiao Nanyan waved his wrist to lay down a huge formation.
She is the messenger in green who delivers information, and her concealment formation skills are exceptional.
However, she also reminded: "This formation can only be effective for a moment or three. Over time, it will not be able to hide it from the immortal cultivators outside."
Tang Derun clasped his fists: "I still have to thank Miss Xiao."
Over there, Xu Mochen's body integrated into the new literary style. He relaxed wholeheartedly and began to try to sense other people's literary styles.
When he had a duel with Zhou Sheng and Ouyang Yongren, he was also exposed to their literary skills.
But the literary styles of those two people belonged to the mindset of "imprisoning the human race" and were incompatible with Xu Mochen.
Therefore, he gave birth to a new literary style at that time.
It's just that the new literary way is still in the seedling stage. Although it has been implanted in the mortal world, Xu Mochen doesn't know what the final effect will be.
Now Xu Mochen was comprehending the literary skills of this powerful senior, but found that there was something different.
In the world of immortality in ancient times, there was no strict separation between immortals and mortals, so most of the emphasis was on the idea of the integration of immortals and mortals.
But at that time, the human race was not trampled under its feet. After all, the source of immortal cultivators came from the human race.
Only later did races from other realms participate.
Therefore, the current literary theory is somewhat consistent with the views advocated by Xu Mochen.
Realizing this, Xu Mochen was refreshed. He carefully extracted it and integrated it into his new literary style.
This is like taking the essence and discarding the dross.
But there are also incompatibilities, such as the remaining literary ways, which contain doubts about the way of heaven.
Why is there a catastrophe of annihilation that cannot be overcome for three thousand years?
Why is the only path that a cultivator can ultimately choose, to ascend?
This is the question raised by immortal cultivators about the way of heaven in ancient times.
This kind of thinking does not exist now.
In the world of ten directions, the laws of heaven are respected, and no one dares to criticize heaven and earth.
Although what everyone talks about is "I have no control over my destiny."
Only then did Xu Mochen realize that the change in thinking in the world of immortality was also a process.
In ancient times, it was more direct and objective.
It's just that... this kind of thinking is actually in line with Blue Star's materialism and simplicity, but it is a bit problematic in the world of immortality.
The difference between immortals and mortals that Xu Mochen advocates is not to eliminate those who cultivate immortals.
Therefore, if this article is introduced into the culture he advocates, the human race may have an absolute rejection of religious beliefs and so on in the future.
In that case, the fairy fate will completely disappear and the balance of the world will be out of balance.
At least, Xu Mochen believes that under the absolute premise that the laws of heaven have not changed and that cultivation of immortality is allowed, some fundamentals need to be adhered to.
So he eliminated this part of literature.
However, it is also difficult to eliminate and integrate.
Dual-tasking is something Xu Mochen can't control yet.
Seeing it, the literary spirit on his body fluctuated.
Tang Derun and Xiao Nanyan also felt it.
Tang Derun secretly screamed that something was wrong. This literary education was directly related to the mortal world. Once it collapsed, the mortal world would be in chaos.
Xu Mochen was also secretly anxious. When he was at a loss, he suddenly felt a figure flash past in the Qizang Divine Mansion, and his clone Nascent Soul appeared.
The Yuanying still looked vague, floating in the Qizang Divine Mansion. He opened his hands and divided the remaining text in the ink into two halves.
Half of it was what Xu Mochen wanted to accept, and the other half was what he resisted.
In half a breath, it was seen that the Nascent Soul had been clearly separated, Xu Mochen obtained the Wen Dao that he could integrate, and the rest entered the Nascent Soul's body.
Xu Mochen had a thought in his mind and felt something was strange, but there wasn't much time left for him to buffer.
But seeing a flash of light, the ink peeled off the Wen Dao, and instantly turned into clear water, flowing out along the nine orifices.
Now the inkstone washing pool has dried up, and a huge water ball in mid-air envelopes Xu Mochen.
Tang Derun and Xiao Nanyan opened their spiritual consciousness at the same time, but they couldn't get into the water polo.
In the water balloon, Xu Mochen slowly opened his eyes.
He gained new literary power, spread his hands, and began to communicate with the mortal world.
But a whirlpool suddenly opened in the space under his feet, and then part of the literary path constructed by Xu Mochen fell along the whirlpool.
"That's..." Xiao Nanyan's pupils outside shrank, "Young Master opened the connection between the upper world of the clouds and the mortal world?"
How can this be?
The barrier between the two worlds is so easy to open.
But then she discovered that the opened vortex channel was not large enough to allow cultivators to pass through.
The power that penetrates the past is the power of literature and art.
This guy actually got a treasure from the relics of the ancient and powerful ancestors who cultivated immortals.
Of course, literary education, which sounds awesome, actually doesn't have much effect on the immortal cultivators in the world of Shifang.
It's like a tasteless thing, but for the human emperor Xu Mochen, it's hard to find.
Literary! The key to the revitalization of the human race.
He didn't know how the barrier was opened, but he just followed the trend and sent away Wen Dao who had just been extracted and conceived.
After the injection of new power, Xu Mochen could clearly feel that the literary world associated with him was beating more powerfully.
And his own national destiny seems to have improved a bit.
Literature can rejuvenate a country, this is what it means.
Xu Mochen let out a long breath, and a ball of black mist flew out of his mouth, slowly condensing into something that looked like a human.
Mohun!
The ink soul condensed into the inkstone left behind back then!
(End of chapter)
