A "violent" energy overflowed from the words, and many teachers and disciples present looked at the three lines of ink on the paper.

There seemed to be some rare spirit mixed in this text, which cheered them up, but when they became more serious and read it word for word.

Vaguely, they seemed to see a place shrouded in clouds and mist from the pen and ink, and someone was persevering to reach the sky!

The vague figure was focused on nothing else, ignoring the prosperity of the world and the many clouds and mists in the sky, climbing up to the sky step by step.

Along the way, immortals called him by name, great sages paid homage, and Buddha revealed his golden light and invited him to enter bliss.

But that figure was always impartial, not deceived by external objects, and went his own way.

This scene disappeared in a flash.

But many people present seemed to have seen and sensed the perseverance and perseverance of the figure ascending to the sky.

Staying true to the Zhongzheng between movement and stillness, always concentrating and calming down, leaving behind the mundane world and rising straight to the sky.

"You must be fierce in your pursuit of the truth..."

Thoughts were surging in Yu Zhuoxian's mind. The vision of ascending to the sky that he had just seen dimly made the prince with an extremely high status feel extremely extraordinary!

The prince also gained something from observing Lu Jing's pen and ink.

"This sentence may seem ordinary, but the word "violent" in it is extremely rare. If you can always abide by the word "violent", you will be able to achieve the great truth in both learning and practice.

Moreover, Lu Jing’s cursive script contains the meaning of firmness and bravery, which perfectly complements this poem.”

Yu Zhuoxian's domineering eyes looked at Lu Jing again, and he couldn't help but show admiration.

The prince nodded slowly and spoke again: "I didn't expect that I would gain so much when I came to the library today. I... I would like to thank Mr. Jing for these three words."

His status is indescribable, and he has never saluted Lu Jing. Mr. Here, the disciples who knew his identity did not dare to turn around to look at him. They just listened to Mr. Qi's words and sat in this teaching pavilion.

Lu Jing, who was standing on the high platform, shook his head casually and said seriously: "These three mantras for learning the Tao are from a sage. When I complete these missing words, I will naturally sign his name."

Yu Zhuoxian showed a smile on his lips: "Mr. Jing, these three mantras for learning Taoism are naturally valuable, but equally valuable is the firm and sharp spirit in Mr. Jing's writing and ink, and rightly so, this amazing

The vision of writing.

If there is no such sharpness, if there is no sudden vision, how can one understand the word fierce in it?"

When Lu Jing heard the compliment from the strange young man in front of him, he stopped being polite.

He smiled at the man and was about to explain his cursive writing skills.

The strange young man standing at the door of the teaching pavilion suddenly said: "Mr. Jing made me understand the principle of 'learning Taoism vigorously', so I owe you a favor.

It just so happens that I have always been unwilling to owe favors to others. In this case, I also have something to say to Mr. Jing."

Lu Jing looked up in confusion.

Yu Zhuoxian's eyes once again fell on the words he had written.

“From Mr. Xian’s cursive writing, I can see the edge, sharpness, firmness, majesty and vigor.

If you learn to practice swordsmanship, you will be able to integrate the sharpness, sharpness, firmness, and mightiness into the sword energy.

Practicing swordsmanship is about cultivating one's soul and talent, but it is also about cultivating one's character of mind. If one can use cursive sharpness to become a sharp edge, it can be regarded as a brilliant path."

As he said this, there was always a smile on his face, but the air around his body seemed to have solidified, without any movement at all.

Lu Jing always listened quietly to the words of the strange man in front of him.

His expression didn't change much, but unknowingly, he lowered his head and looked at his own pen and ink on the desk.

There seems to be a bit of sharpness in the words with flying dragons and phoenixes, and the unbridled pen and ink.

It is also at this moment.

Yu Zhuoxian turned his head and said to Mr. Qi: "Sir, since Mr. Jing is still teaching, we don't need to disturb him.

After all, principles and knowledge are extremely valuable in this library, why don't we go to other places to visit?"

Mr. Seven nodded slowly: "Just go back along the way you came. If you walk too much, my legs and feet will hurt for a long time."

Yu Zhuoxian helped Mr. Qi walk out of Hanmo Academy.

Lu Jing glanced at the two of them with some confusion, then continued teaching and began to dismantle the essentials of cursive calligraphy strokes.

Yu Zhuoxian supported Mr. Qi and continued walking on the second floor.

Mr. Qi walked quietly, wondering if he was thinking about the heart-holding pen in Lu Jing's hand just now.

After taking many steps, Yu Zhuoxian said to Mr. Qi: "Sir, Mr. Guanqi gave the heart-holding pen to this young gentleman. I am afraid it is not as simple as just a few expectations."

"When I saw Lu Jing today, I felt more and more that this young man had a steady mind. If he could be recruited into his employ, he is a little immature now, but he might be able to help me a lot in the future."

"And to Zhuo Xian, what's important is not this young man's character, but his extraordinary talent!"

Mr. Qi said nothing, as if he had not heard what Yu Zhuoxian had just said.

But the prince's face was full of interest: "As the saying goes, adversity can make a difference. This Lu Jing has a clean family background, but he has the talents of a genius. If he is cultivated well, he will definitely be of great help in the future. After all, Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu have chosen him."

How can a talented son be ordinary?"

Mr. Qi finally raised his head slightly and glanced at Yu Zhuoxian reproachfully: "You know that Mr. Guanqi has expectations for him, but you still want him to join your army?"

Yu Zhuoxian walked slowly, and his tone was very clear and direct: "Mr. Guanqi only has expectations for him, but the carver is Lu Jing himself after all, and Mr. Guanqi will never interfere in this.

In that case..."

When he said this, his eyes opened and closed, and there seemed to be domineering thunder shining in them!

"In this case, why can't I be the sculptor of this landscape with my wealth?

Just as the Holy King said when he ascended to the throne, all the young talents in the world should join my court!

And I possess the holy blood and am the prince sitting in the East Palace. Even if Lu Jing is a genius and extremely talented, if I call him into the palace, he should naturally be used by me."

When Yu Zhuoxian spoke, there was an unparalleled confidence in his tone.

And the fact is exactly as he said!

He, the current prince, was already unparalleled in talent, and he was blessed with a great power. He had already achieved divine status at a young age, and he had countless powerful men under his command.

And the strength of Dafu also made Yu Zhuoxian qualified enough to say these words.

Whether it is the Great Leiyin Temple in Dafu, Zhenwu Mountain, various sects, various Dragon Palaces, Landuo Temple in the Western Region, Tao Sect... and many other sects with rich heritage, they are still angry because of the anger of Emperor Chongtian of Dafu.

And was frightened and shocked by it.

Even places like Zhuxing Mountain and Pingping Township have never explicitly stated that they rebelled against the imperial court!

The strength of Dafu's military force can be seen from this.

The same is true in Northern Qin, and it is even purer than Dafu. All the sects were crushed by the black cavalry sent by the Great Candle King, and the world's martial arts and Yuan Shen classics were all included in the Black Dragon Palace of Northern Qin.

All the folk warriors and Yuanshen monks who disobeyed the royal authority of the Northern Qin Dynasty were shackled by King Zhu and became dead warriors!

In this context, the Great Buddha of Landa Temple, who never preached the Dharma, had to pass the Dharma of the Bodhisattva on Killing Living Beings to the prince because of the Great Fu Dynasty's imperial edict.

Now, the prince, who is extremely precious, wants to let a talented young man into the palace. If he is not confident about such a simple thing, how can he say that he is prosperous!

"If he comes into my house, I will naturally nurture him carefully. I will give his deceased mother a wife, and I will make him the second Lu family in Xuandu, or even replace him with the Jiuhu Lu family!

He, a bastard of a noble family who has been treated harshly, can naturally rise to the top, and I will not treat him badly."

Yu Zhuoxian said carefully.

Mr. Seven was also listening carefully.

But when Yu Zhuoxian mentioned the Lu family, Mr. Qi frowned and said, "Lu Shenyuan is coming back."

The smile on Yu Zhuoxian's face became even stronger: "Lu Shenyuan no longer has worldly feelings in his heart, nor is he bound by family ties. Since he obtained the immortality method, he has cut off all love and karma.

I'm afraid that even if the Lu family dies, he won't frown. No one or anything in the world can block his path to eternal life, so why should I care?"

Mr. Qi lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally said: "When I was the Crown Prince and Grand Master, I taught you that 'the most noble person lies in controlling all the talents in the world.' Now that I am old, I didn't expect that you would already understand this."

When the old man said this, he did not continue.

But in his heart, he thought of the pen in Lu Jing's hand, and thought: "But... if you think like this, the Seventh Prince will naturally think like this. He is about to open his palace, and he also requires many young talents, two dragons and two dragons."

It would be a pity if this young man Lu Jing is involved in the dispute..."

Immediately, the old man sighed in his heart: "Looking down with his divine eyes, if we only talk about today... no one can achieve great freedom."

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Another day passed.

After the first snowfall, probably because there were no clouds or fog in the sky and the sun was not blocked, the weather actually got warmer again.

Lu Jing still went to the library to practice and teach as usual.

His daily teaching time is not very long, only one hour every afternoon.

There are also many students who come to listen to Professor Lu Jing’s cursive calligraphy.

Perhaps because the reputation of Mr. Seven and the Prince's special visit spread, when Lu Jing taught for the second time, more than ten second-floor disciples from other colleges came to listen to the class.

However, Lu Jing also knew that many of them did not really want to learn cursive writing, but were just curious about him and came to see this young gentleman Lu Jing.

Lu Jing's reputation has indeed become famous in the library.
To be continued...