"Family, country, world?" Chen Luo was also stunned. This was the foundation for the great Confucian to become a saint.
Yan Baichuan didn't talk nonsense. A strange aura spread out and enveloped Chen Luo. Chen Luo felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if everything in the world was changing, and he was the only one who remained unchanged. At this time, Yan Baichuan's voice sounded in his ears: "Don't move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Luo felt his body sink, as if something invisible had landed on him. Something seemed to be inspired in his body to resist, but he was unable to withstand a single blow and collapsed.
Immediately, the pressure on Chen Luo disappeared, and Yan Baichuan also took back his strange charm. He looked at Chen Luo with an even more puzzled look: "Weird, specious..."
Chen Luo quickly asked: "Wen Xiang, what was that just now?"
Yan Baichuan explained: "Just now is the power of my family, country and world. This is not important. What is important is what is the aura in you?"
"Why does it have a vague feeling of family, country and world, but there is no reason for it, and it is not even a prototype."
Chen Luo looked at Yan Baichuan as if he were a fool: "Wen Xiang, I'm not a Confucian sect, so where can I get the truth from heaven and earth?"
Yan Baichuan's expression froze.
Yes, why did I forget about this when I lost my composure.
Chen Luo shrugged.
Although I, Chen Luo, write poems, lyrics and music, one book after another, every time I write a famous piece handed down from generation to generation, with a swipe of my pen, my literature reaches the sky. I have a master who protects my shortcomings and is a top-notch semi-sage, and there is also a great scholar with a righteous mind who protects the Tao. By……
By the way, there is also a semi-sacred treasure map nearby.
He simply did everything that a Confucian scholar could do to the extreme.
However, I am not a Confucian!
"Ahem..." Wen Xiang coughed due to being choked, his old face turned red, his eyes flashed with green light, and the fingers in his sleeves kept calculating, but there were still no clues.
On the other side, Chen Luo was also deep in thought. If he thought correctly, the "family, country and world" mentioned by Yan Baichuan should be related to the mysterious space he entered just now and the statue of Guan Yu.
In "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the only three countries that can be thought of are related to the "family, country, and world": Shu, Wei, and Wu.
Judging from the size of that mysterious space, there should be many statues similar to Guan Yu's.
Could it be...
By gathering the characters from the Three Kingdoms, can we unlock the power of the three kingdoms of Shu, Wei and Wu?
"Hiss—" Don't say it, it's really possible!
People have a family and a country, but I have three!
No, maybe four!
The three parts merge into one, and the world returns to Jin!
Wait, isn’t the characteristic of this family, country, and world the combination of old coins and old coins?
This doesn't suit my temperament!
Well, we can put this matter aside and talk about it later. The biggest problem at the moment is——
So why did the statue of Guan Yu suddenly appear?
…
As a great scholar with a positive state of mind, Yan Baichuan found that he could not figure out the details of Chen Luo's strange charm.
From the look on Chen Luo's face, it seemed that he wasn't very clear either.
Anyway, it should be related to "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
Forget it, anyway, if there are any cultivation issues for the Bamboo Forest family, if I always ask them, wouldn’t it mean that I am the master of Wenchang Pavilion?
As long as you don't want to know what you don't know, you can know everything!
Seeing Yan Baichuan's expression soothed, Chen Luo's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Wen Xiang, I..."
"Principles can clear up confusion, but you still need to understand your own practice. Although I have figured out the ins and outs, I can't explain it clearly. You need to know that the road to practice is not at the end of the road, but in the plants and trees on both sides of the road. Between. If you understand, then you understand. If you don’t understand, it’s useless for me to say more. Because what I say is the grass and trees in my eyes, not what you see.” Yan Baichuan interrupted loudly.
Chen Luo stared for a moment, feeling like he heard something, but then feeling like he didn't hear anything.
"Don't talk about that. I came here this time to ask you for two things." Yan Baichuan quickly changed the subject.
…
"The ghost of charm on the battlefield?" Chen Luo suddenly realized after hearing Yan Baichuan's words.
Case solved!
It turns out that after reading "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and admiring the characters in it, the charm of the characters can be born in the body, and finally the characters can be summoned from the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
Isn't this the spirit of war?
"You don't know?" Yan Baichuan was a little confused when he saw that Chen Luo had such an expression. He thought that as the author, Chen Luo knew about this.
Chen Luo shook his head: "I just thought of writing this story because I felt something in my heart. I don't know much about the story of the story and the charm of famous generals."
Yan Baichuan looked at Chen Luo for a while, then sighed: "What is your relationship with Tiandao?"
"Ah?" Chen Luo was stunned, "Tiandao and I? It has nothing to do with it!"
"Just asking, I thought you were a son of heaven." Yan Baichuan smiled and continued, "This is the first thing. When you write again, pay attention to one or two, and create more people like Guan Yu. This character is beneficial to our human race’s war situation!”
After speaking, he shook his head again: "There are some people in Lu Bu who have charm, but the number is too small. After all, they are brave and brave, but their character is really worse!"
Chen Luo smiled: "Don't worry, Mr. Wen, I already have a plan in mind."
If you want to talk about beauties, there may be fewer of them, but when it comes to battlefield people.
Just kidding, there is nothing else in the Three Kingdoms. Advisors are like clouds and tiger generals are like rain.
Let’s go by the wholesale price!
Seeing that Chen Luo was full of confidence, Wen Xiang nodded with satisfaction: "I can rest assured about your article. Okay, come with me."
"Go? Where?"
"Go to the Confucian Temple, let's talk about the second thing in the car." After saying that, he looked at Luo Hongnu who was standing aside, "I'm disturbing your children. I'll lend it to your uncle and send it back later."
Luo Hongnu instantly blushed with embarrassment and hurriedly replied: "Uncle, I'm just staying at the slave's house to avoid the limelight. The writing is useful, so feel free to use it... No, that's not what I meant by the slave's family. I mean, don't use it out..." No, it’s Wen Xiang, so don’t be polite..."
The more Luo Hongnu explained, the more panicked he became, while Chen Luo looked sad.
Listen to what you said!
Yan Baichuan laughed loudly, grabbed Chen Luo, and disappeared.
…
Wen Xiang's car was pulled by a serious dragon horse and drove steadily and quickly on the road.
"Pray for the Holy Spirit?"
Chen Luo looked puzzled. The second thing Wen Xiang asked him to do was to ask for a saint!
"That's right." Wen Xiang nodded and explained, "The half-saint saint died, but there is still a holy will flowing between heaven and earth. Wenchang Pavilion holds the world's cultural heritage, and the Kong Sheng family has the blood of the most holy, so we jointly built the Confucian Temple to guide heaven and earth. The holy will of time will last forever in the Confucian Temple."
"You should know about the Destiny of Two Heavens, right?" Wen Xiang asked.
Chen Luo nodded: "I heard Mr. Sima say it."
"After the two heavens are settled, neither the human half-saints nor the barbarian half-gods will take action unless there is an unprecedented battle. However, cultural treasures and artifacts are not among the restrictions."
"Although the Barbarian Plain is equally vast and contains many treasures that our human race does not have, its northern territory is an endless ice field."
"Every winter, the northern tribes move south to find a place to live. The tribes are against each other for survival, and there are endless disputes. So every time at this time, the Golden Tent City will lead the tribes south to attack our Daxuan, in order to divert the conflicts. The second is to obtain Mantian rewards, and the third is to consume excess population."
"This is the origin of the Battle of Winter."
"This time, the soldiers believe that something happened to the barbarians, resulting in more than twice the number of tribes participating in the invasion. To be on the safe side, the court decided to ask the Holy Spirit to support the north."
"The so-called inviting a saint is to invite the holy spirit enshrined in the Confucian Temple to temporarily reside in the semi-saint cultural treasure and act as the artifact's spirit."
"Saint-grade cultural treasures are divided into three categories, holy path cultural treasures, holy path important treasures, and holy path supreme treasures."
"For example, your "Picture of a Fishing Old Man" was considered a top sacred treasure before, but after gaining the power of time, it is already a valuable treasure."
"If an ordinary cultural treasure is blessed by a holy weapon spirit, its power can be enhanced and turned into a heavy treasure."
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment as he listened. Does this mean he will be upgraded?
"Then if my "Picture of Diaosou" is also integrated with holy meaning, will it become a treasure?" Chen Luo asked.
Yan Baichuan shook his head: "The treasure is rare, and the treasure itself is very powerful, so it is difficult for the Holy Will to be integrated into it. Even if it is integrated, it is still in the category of the treasure."
"As for the ultimate treasure, also called the treasure of the clan, there are only eight of them for the entire human race. They can only be refined by those who have surpassed the level of a semi-saint."
Speaking of this, Yan Baichuan said meaningfully: "The Fang family has a prototype of a treasure! If Saint Fang hadn't died, it would have been the ninth treasure of the human race!"
Chen Luo's heart sank. The good thing fell into the toilet!
"How do you invite a saint?" Chen Luo asked curiously. He actually wanted Minister Wen to invite him.
It’s not about writing poetry.
Yan Baichuan smiled and said: "Simple, write poetry!"
"The holy will resides in the semi-holy statue. Although there is only a trace of the power of the holy way, there is still a heart to protect our human race."
“As long as the poetry is sincere and shocking, they will naturally be attracted to it.”
"Back then, Fang Weng was seriously injured and trapped in an isolated village. He used his broken body to pray to the saints and wrote a famous poem——"
"Lying in a lonely village without feeling sorry for myself,"
"I still think of guarding Luntai for the country."
"Lying late at night listening to the wind and rain,"
"The iron horse and the glacier come to sleep."
"After finishing the poem, two holy figures came out from the Confucian Temple thousands of miles away to help Fang Weng repel the barbarian army."
"Today, we, Wenchang Pavilion, have prepared three semi-sacred cultural treasures. As long as two holy wills come, it will be enough to support the military minister."
Chen Luo nodded, probably knowing what to do.
I'm a bit good at writing poetry...
…
At this time, a large group of people had gathered in front of the Confucian Temple.
They were all people with outstanding poetic talents, including great Confucians and masters. Although they were talking to each other, they all left their attention at the door of the Confucian Temple.
"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" came out these days, and the great scholars were surprised to find that this book was useful for them to stabilize their family, country, and world!
However, Prime Minister Wen issued a death order and was not allowed to talk about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to Wan Anbo today.
Let’s suppress the hatred of the broken chapter first.
Please be holy!
But it doesn’t prevent everyone from getting closer to each other in a friendly way.
What if there are any relics, notes, etc. that are not released to the public?
Leng Hanbing stood in the crowd with a smile on his face.
Last time I won Qi Kexiu's Great Confucian Wenbao, it can be said that I made a lot of money. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, there would be a new opportunity.
Chen Luo flies bravely, and the ice will always be with him!
Leng Hanbing smiled and said: "Everyone, Prime Minister Wen and Wan Anbo will be here soon. I wonder if any of you are willing to bet with me whether Wan Anbo can successfully invite the saint?"
"Bet on a great Confucian treasure!"
Everyone looked at Leng Hanbing like a fool, betting on whether Chen Luo could write poetry?
Haven't you seen that recently Qi Kexiu, a great scholar, is taking on private work outside every day?
pitiful……
Seeing that there were very few people who responded, Leng Hanbing smiled awkwardly and said: "Two of them! I bet on whether Wan Anbo's poem can attract the holy will of the two."
Only then did everyone look at Leng Hanbing.
This, it seems, can be a gamble!
After all, one poem invites two saints. It seems that only Lu Fangweng has done it!
Although Chen Luotian is a talented poet, he is not that great.
A great Confucian treasure, if you grab it, you will earn it!
In an instant, many scholars who were moved walked toward Leng Hanbing.
At the same time, the Longju carriage arrived in front of the Confucian Temple!
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