"you you you……"
Li Wenbo couldn't help but tremble.
Qinglang set of cultural treasures!
Lin Yi actually has the Qinglang Tao Wenbao!
As the third most talented person in the academy, Li Wenbo knew the significance of this set of cultural treasures very well. There were only four sets in the entire Dayan.
This is an extremely rare earth-level cultural treasure made from the whole body essence of the second-grade Tribulation-Transcending Demonic Immortal.
The emergence of every earth-level cultural treasure is enough to cause scholars to go crazy.
originally.
A genius scholar who possesses the most ordinary moon-level literary treasure has already surpassed many scholars.
Sun-level cultural treasures are almost all owned by the top disciples of Dayan's major academies.
The earthly cultural treasure, this is the real treasure of the town.
As for Tianjie Wenbao, in the entire Dayan, only Zhenguo Shengyuan has a set.
"how do I?"
Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo and probably knew why he was so gloomy.
He had just learned some information about Wen Bao from Wen Dao True Interpretation and knew the value of the Green Wolf Set.
This can be called the top set of cultural treasures in Nanxiang Mansion.
"The hospital...the dean gave it to you?"
Li Wenbo said tremblingly, staring at Lin Yi, still feeling dizzy now.
"Yes, what's the problem?"
Lin Yi nodded and did not deny it.
Buzz!
Deng Deng~
As if struck by lightning, Li Wenbo took a few steps back and said with trembling lips, "Do you know the meaning of this cultural treasure?"
"The treasure of the town?"
Lin also knew that the green wolf set was the Academy's treasure.
Whether there was any other meaning...he didn't know.
"No no no..."
Li Wenbo shook his head repeatedly, still in a state of shock: "Pingzhou Academy has an ancestral precept, which was established by the founder who killed the Blue Wolf King. This set of earth-level cultural treasures, as the dean, can only be used in a lifetime. Three chances to use it.”
"And the one who can truly inherit this set of cultural treasures must have the qualifications of a sub-sage!"
"The founder who founded the academy was only a third-grade scholar throughout his life. He hoped that there would be someone in the academy who could reach a higher level than him..."
"I really can't see how you have the qualifications of a sub-sage. Your qualifications are not as good as mine, and not as good as any bachelor's degree in the academy!"
"But...you have been recognized by Qinglangbi, and he recognizes you as his master..."
Li Wenbo sat on the ground blankly.
Very shocked!
He stared at Lin Yi with dull eyes and said: "In other words... Qinglangbi thinks you have... the qualifications of a sub-sage!"
"..."
Lin Yi fell silent.
He turned to look at the green dragon pen on the desk. No wonder he heard the howl of a wolf when he held the green wolf pen.
Even Haoran's righteousness was running extremely smoothly.
It turned out that from that moment on, Qinglang Bi had recognized him as its master.
Do you have the qualifications of a sub-sage?
"You are overthinking. There are four Qinglang Pens in the world. Are the people who own them the assets of a sub-sage?"
Lin Yi smiled and shook his head.
The original person didn't even have a literary heart, so he had no qualifications for a sub-sage.
And he.
I just have a lot of poems and articles memorized in my head, and at most I can practice faster.
But Wen Gong decides the upper limit.
For a person who has not awakened the heart of literature, Wen Gong... can't be that powerful.
"this……"
Li Wenbo was asked.
Lin Yi smiled, and then said to Li Wenbo: "I have nothing to do for the time being, you can go down!"
"Uh, okay!"
Li Wenbo came to his senses and left the room with a heavy heart.
He stood outside the door.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind, and then I clenched my fists and murmured in a low voice: "One year as a scholar? No...you can't get rid of me. I will do it until you can no longer improve your literary skills. If you Cheng Ya Sheng, I will..."
Li Wenbo's eyes sparkled: "I will honor my ancestors and be famous for generations to come!!!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Li Wenbo couldn't help but grinned. His voice echoed in the courtyard. After reacting, he immediately covered his mouth.
inside the room.
Lin Yi's scalp went numb when he heard Li Wenbo's laughter: "Is this guy crazy?"
Fortunately, Li Wenbo did not continue to laugh.
Lin Yi shook his head, then ignored it and continued to read the book.
For practice.
He had already made plans in his mind to first understand the background of Wen Dao and Shengwen Continent, and then study and practice calligraphy.
Finally, he practiced literature.
At the same time, he was waiting in the academy for the Nanxiang Prefecture Township Examination, and was awarded the title of Ninth Grade Scholar in Literature and Dao.
This is the first step towards becoming a scholar!
Lin Yi has never been a person willing to be ordinary.
He now has unique conditions for literary practice, and it is impossible for him to choose to be an ordinary person in the secular world.
He wanted to see the top of the world.
The scenery there...
It must be beautiful!
…
at dusk.
After reading the book "The Legend of Monsters", Lin Yi focused on the book that recorded the fox monsters.
He leafed through it carefully.
Soon, Lin Yi's brows wrinkled.
"The nine-tailed demon fox is equivalent to a second-grade demon immortal who has overcome tribulation? Is it comparable to the Asiatic Saint?"
"In that case, the vixen that appeared in the room last night was not the real nine-tailed demon fox!"
"If it is a real second-grade demon immortal, even if I am Haoran Zhengqi, I will definitely die!"
"Oh? There is a Taoist technique that can transform into a vixen. Is it more effective for scholars to practice it?"
Lin also saw a record of the fox summoning technique in the classics that recorded demonic foxes.
It is said that scholars who practice fox summoning can condense the spirit of the fox by writing articles related to the fox spirit with talent.
The more brilliant the article, the more powerful the fox spirit becomes.
For example, when a scholar writes an article about the nine-tailed fox, Taoism will manifest magical powers and condense the spirit of the nine-tailed fox. If you write that the nine-tailed demon fox absorbs the essence and blood of the scholar, then the evil spirit of this demon fox will devour the essence and blood everywhere and grow rapidly.
at last.
Once the demon fox Yinshen grows up, it will definitely eat the scholar who calls it out and take over the body.
So the scholar became a fox demon.
Bloodthirsty killings, causing loss of life.
"No wonder scholars and demons are at odds with each other. In the end, after practicing this Taoist technique, either the scholar will turn into a demon, or the inner demons in the Taoism will turn the scholar into a demon... In the end, it must be instinctive killing, causing the destruction of all living beings!"
Only then did Lin Yi understand the horror of Taoism.
Before, I only knew that Taoism was evil magic, but I didn't have a deep concept.
Only now, after understanding it and experiencing it personally, do I realize how terrifying Taoism is.
"The fox summoning technique can only be practiced at night, because the Taoist technique manifests the spirit of the fox... Scholar, pester me at night...Su Meier?"
Uh-huh!
A figure suddenly appeared in Lin Yi's mind.
Chen Haoran!
Lin Yi's expression changed. Chen Haoran's state was really in line with this.
Sleep during the day and read at night.
Apathetic.
This is obviously because Chen Haoran's talents in the literary palace were invisibly absorbed by the fox spirit.
"No wonder Chen Haoran fainted in the morning. It must have been caused by Haoran's righteousness killing the vixen Yin Shen and his backlash!"
"And that vixen is called Su Meier, and Chen Haoran also mentioned Su Meier..."
"As a top disciple of the academy, he actually practices Taoism!"
Lin Yi couldn't believe it.
Why does Chen Haoran want to practice Taoism? As the direct disciple of the dean, it is impossible for him not to know the dangers of Taoism.
Lin Yi put down his books suddenly, stood up from his chair, and said in a deep voice: "He must be stopped!"
