Lin Yi brought the news.
I felt a little relieved.
Qingshan Academy will build the first line of defense, so that the court will not have to worry about it.
Humanity Sect is not scary.
The scary thing is that they are like mice, they can hide and hide around.
Lin Yi then changed the topic and started chatting freely with Li Mobai.
When talking about Li Mobai's realm, Li Mobai looked regretful and said that it might be difficult to achieve the second level of sub-sage.
The top of the mountain seemed to be there, but no matter how hard he climbed, he could never reach it.
It was as if the mountain needed a key and he lacked it.
"Senior, don't be overly attached. Just relax, maybe... the realm is just over there."
Lin Yi didn't know what to say, so he just said nonsense.
"Persistence...let go...the other side..."
Li Mobai murmured in a low voice, looking like he had some realization.
"..."
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment. He was afraid of affecting Li Mobai's mood, so he changed the subject and said, "Senior Li, how is my friend Zhang Jiuer doing with his studies?"
When Li Mobai said that he would accept Zhang Jiuer as his disciple, Lin Yi knew that he was doing it for his own sake.
So this is also a favor.
"genius!"
Li Mobai said seriously: "I have seen many geniuses, but I have only seen a genius who works as hard as Jiu'er in my life."
"Effort?" Lin Yi was puzzled.
What genius doesn't work hard?
"That's right, Jiu'er seems to be chasing after something. She is almost trying her best to study and practice."
Li Mobai's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, and he said: "Since she entered the academy, she has not made any friends, nor has she communicated with other classmates. She has always worked hard to study and practice."
"She is a rare and good young lady!"
Li Mobai couldn't help but sigh.
Lin Yi was really surprised. He didn't expect Li Mobai to speak so highly of Zhang Jiuer.
This is a good thing.
Zhang Jiuer will definitely make a contribution in the literary field in the future.
Time passes.
Lin Yi was almost done. His purpose of coming had been achieved, so he said goodbye and left.
Li Mobai originally wanted to see him off in person, but Lin Yi declined. He planned to take a good look when he went down the mountain.
Just send someone to lead the way.
Li Mobai didn't insist, so he sent someone to escort Prince Lin Yi down the mountain.
Li Mobai was already hungry and thirsty at this time. He returned to the attic and carefully took out the poem volume given by Lin Yixiang.
His breathing became rapid.
"The poems that little friend Lin Yi made at random are all Mingfu poems. This gift to me will not be out of quality, right?"
Li Mobai slowly unfolded the poem, and suddenly his hands felt heavier and heavier.
"There's a show!"
Li Mobai's face was overjoyed, and at the same time, his right hand quickly glowed with a hazy light, suppressing the surging talent on the poem scroll.
"A good treasure cannot be wasted like this. It is simply a waste of natural resources to cause strange phenomena in the world..."
He didn't want his poems to cause visions of heaven and earth, which would be a certain degree of waste.
certainly.
If you want to be selfless to other scholars and listen to the heavenly sounds of the Dao below, then you don’t need to suppress it.
But except for Prince Lin Yi, no one is willing to do this.
Maybe truly talented people are so willful and loving!
After all, he is the prince.
The pattern is different.
If Lin Yi knew, he would definitely want to say... he really didn't understand.
Unfold the poem.
The awe-inspiring righteousness emerged from the writing, and the golden brilliance covered the entire poem.
Each word of the vigorous and powerful handwriting has a unique sense of beauty. With the blessing of Haoran's righteousness, it seems to be the handwriting left by a saint.
"I don't see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return..."
Buzz!
Li Mobai saw the first sentence clearly and felt a heavy feeling coming over him.
It seems that at the end of the sky, there is a yellow river rushing down, falling from the sky, flowing thousands of miles, and heading east to the sea.
Majestic.
The momentum is heroic.
In the first sentence, when a big river comes, it is irresistible; in the second sentence, when a big river goes, it is irreversible.
"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."
Li Mobai's mouth was slightly open, and his white hair almost stood on end.
These two sentences contrast with the previous two sentences, just like a wave of waves rising again and again.
The first two sentences are shocking and majestic in space, and the last two sentences are an exaggeration of time.
It seems to say that life is short.
Li Mobao was greatly moved. He was immersed in these four lines of poetry, thinking about how short life should be.
He then looked down.
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon."
"I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent."
Buzz!
Buzz!
After Li Mobai read the entire text, he felt that his soul was going to explode. An indescribable shock went straight to his heart.
"The pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods!" Li Mobai's expression was dull, and his mouth felt dry at this moment.
Wen Xin jumped, Wen Gong trembled, the ground shook, as if it was about to collapse.
How many things are there in life? Carpe diem. The saint is lonely. The drinker leaves his name. He just wants to end everything in a long drunken state.
Isn't this... his current portrayal?
My talents are destined to be useful. He has been studying and practicing for decades, and has achieved the third level of his ambition.
Now he is half a second-grade sub-sage. Doesn't this describe his confidence and arrogance?
But the second-grade Yasheng's final kick was impossible to overcome, causing great ups and downs.
He is in pain and conflicted.
So he fell in love with wine, and his painting "Jiu Sword Fairy" was his ultimate pursuit.
He goes with wine, uses wine to drown his sorrows, relies on his talent to go wild, and is proud of the world.
He drank indulgently and used pen and ink to describe the supreme elegance of the Drinking Sword Immortal...
But after all, he could not become the Jiujianxian.
You can't become a sub-sage.
But...he sees himself in the poem.
It was as if I was standing on the other side, watching myself sailing on the sea of suffering.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Li Mobai was laughing wildly in the attic, indescribably free and happy.
This day.
Qingshan Academy has a breath of fresh air rising into the sky, and the literary bells are constantly buzzing.
In the sky above the academy, three phantoms of saints appeared, reciting literary mantras, and the rays of light fell, and the auspicious aura fell.
"Sanctified!"
"Someone in the academy has become a saint!"
"Breakthrough! Master Dafu has broken through to the sub-sage, and a new saint has been born in Qingshan Academy!"
Countless disciples from Qingshan Academy rushed to tell each other. Everyone felt extremely excited, and their faces flushed with excitement.
Someone cried.
Some people fainted from excitement.
In my lifetime, I can witness the birth of a sub-sage with my own eyes, and the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave is nothing more than that.
Peak.
The white-haired dean put his hands behind his hands and looked in the direction of the doctor's bookstore at the top of the mountain. He smiled: "This is the new way... There are people who are pioneering the way forward. You are the first one to get a great opportunity."
…
Holy courtyard.
On the stargazing platform, Kong Zhongzi, dressed in white Confucian robes and sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.
The eyes are as deep as the vast ocean.
He turned to look in the direction of Qingshan Academy and murmured in a low voice: "Li Mobai became the sub-sage. From then on, there was a wine and sword saint in the world..."
"There are more and more uncertainties. Will the Human Emperor's chess game come true at that time?"
…
At the same time, Qingshan Academy.
On the way down the mountain.
Lin also noticed the strange phenomenon of Qingshan Academy, and then saw the auspicious glow falling between heaven and earth.
The source seems to be in Li Mobai's library.
"No way?"
Lin Yi froze on the spot.
Could it be that "Jianjinjiu" brought Li Mobai to become a sub-sage?
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