Lin Sudao: "There are some things related to the Holy Way that no one in the secular world can know. I have always wanted to find someone from the Holy Family to ask."
"As far as I know, during this period, at least four or five representatives of the Holy Family went to Haining. Why did you choose to go far away?"
Lin Sudao: "To be fair to the elders, my relationship with the Holy Family is quite delicate, and there are some people I dare not confide in..."
Elder Jia stared at him for a long time: "You and Lao Chan only met once at a certain point, and you didn't even finish the wine at that time. Are you sure we can have a heart-to-heart relationship?"
"That meeting was in the elder's literary world!" Lin Su said: "The elder can open the literary world to me, so why can't I open my heart to the elder?"
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There is a thatched hut on the hill behind the farmhouse. In front of the hut, a stream flows, a bamboo chair is accompanied by herbal tea, and a village girl sits under the moon.
This village girl looks extremely ordinary, with dark skin, enlarged pores, and thin yellow hair. She would look like a passerby on the street, and she would never be out of line in any farmhouse.
Her hands were also very rough, and her feet were even stained with mud.
Only her eyes are extremely smart, but they still look like a village girl.
She looked at the sky quietly and suddenly picked up a pair of scissors next to her.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."
The scissors in her hand cut through the air, and a bright moon rose from her hand...
"I don't know what year it was in the palace in the sky..."
The scissors in her hand made nine cuts in a row, and a row of palaces appeared under the bright moon...
"Dancing to clear the shadows, how can it be like being in the human world?..."
Countless figures appeared in the palace, dancing gracefully...
"Turn to Zhu Pavilion and go down to Qihu..."
The palace was full of layers, and there was a soft sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground. In the barren mountains in front of her, a real scene of heaven and earth appeared. This was not a virtual image, but a real scene. With one of her skillful hands, she added a
Scissors cut out a new world in a moment.
"I wish you a long life..."
The scissors in her hand were opened, but she could not cut...
In the palace, a maid walked up to her and held up a cup of tea: "Master, please have a cup of tea. Don't be too nervous."
The village girl took her tea and drank it in one gulp.
The maid in front of her had a painful face and seemed to be struggling to hold on...
After holding on for a moment, the maid exploded, and the palace in front of her was also crumbling...
The village girl slowly raised her head: "A strange word triggered an idea. I feel that I have touched that level, but I still can't really break through... What am I missing?"
The door of the hut slowly opened, and an old man appeared in front of her: "You have never experienced joys and sorrows, how do you know separation and reunion? You have never left home, how do you know the meaning of sharing the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart?"
"Master, what you mean is...that I have to leave home?"
"Go, walk around the human world and see the real world. Only then will your true world be the real true world!"
If there were any highly educated people here, they would be stunned.
This is not how the literary world works. The literary world of ordinary people is just a domain world, which is illusory. Being able to blend with reality is the pinnacle.
However, there is a literary world that only exists in legends, called the "true world". What is the true world? Everything in the literary world is true.
Rice can satisfy hunger, water can quench thirst, gold can be used, and people have flesh and blood and life...
At this point, it is a great blessing and the means of a saint.
…
In the literary world where there are no elders, two women are eating bacon.
Elder Sanwu and Lin Su were walking in the fields.
The bright moon is in the sky, but I don't know if it is really an illusion.
The seedlings are on the ground, lush and green.
Elder Jia said a lot...
Mr. Lin, you came here today. I know you want to find out the background of the Holy Family. In fact, there is no need to do so. The Holy Family is just a secular family. It doesn't matter whether they are good or bad to you, traitorous or sincere.
What matters is the temple.
It is actually very simple for you to enter the temple. You can just borrow any Tongtian Temple to enter.
However, you must know one thing.
Why didn't you get the temple's special move in the early stage?
It is said that your capital is enough, even if it is reduced by 80%, it is still enough, but you did not get the special move, what is the reason?
More than half of the seventeen palaces in the temple have opinions about you.
Which palaces?
The Palace of Painting and the Palace of Poetry are the first!
Your existence has brought the Holy Family of Painting and Poetry into disgrace, and the Palace of Painting and the Palace of Poetry have also become a laughing stock.
Don’t believe that those who are talented will definitely stand out. Today, when the seventeen houses of the temple are juxtaposed, the situation is actually very delicate. If one house firmly stands up and firmly opposes your entry into the temple, what can the other houses do? It’s not your fault alone.
And offended the two palaces to death.
Of course, this matter can be broken down at the bottom.
You can find a certain Holy Family and borrow his Heavenly Path to reach heaven in one step, and no palace in the Temple will have any objections, because this is a privilege given by the Temple to the major Holy Families. As long as the quota is not used up, you can do it at any time.
use.
However, if you enter the temple in this way, your status cannot be compared with that of the special recruits. The temple invites the specially recruited people. In this way, you apply for it. The status of the specially recruited people is much higher. This kind of active application
The status of a person is low, and he can only be a "temple walker" of the lowest level, and unless there are special circumstances, he will always be a low-level "walker" in the future.
It doesn’t matter if it falls on others. Being able to enter the temple is a lifetime of glory. But you are different. You are a person with mixed reputations. Those who love you are true love, and those who hate you are also true hate. You have enemies in the temple.
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What do you do when those people suppress you?
Therefore, I suggest that you don’t want to enter the temple for the time being. You need to continue to accumulate and wait for a new opportunity.
When the other major Holy Families tried their best to hope that Lin Su could enter the temple through their "Tongtian Dao", Elder Jia gave him a completely different advice from other members of the Holy Family: Don't enter the temple!
"What kind of new opportunity?" Lin Su said.
"A certain high-level person in the temple is recruiting you. You must believe that with your ability, this day will come sooner or later!" Elder Jia said: "If he can grant you a 'frequent visitor' qualification, you can enter the temple."
, is truly a smooth river."
The difference between "walking" and "walking" is a world of difference in status.
Walking is just a pawn, but walking often is equivalent to the elders of the sect. That is the real way to reach the sky in one step.
Lin Su thought for a moment: "Thank you, elder. I listen to you... There is another thing I want to ask you."
"you say!"
"Do you know Weiyang Bi?"
Elder Jia suddenly stopped and stared at Lin Su in surprise: "Why do you suddenly ask this question? This question is really taboo."
"When I wrote "Man Jiang Hong", the temple gave me a Weiyang pen."
"What?" Elder Jia's whole body was shaken and he was completely out of sorts...
Lin Su's heart was pounding wildly, what's going on?
He expected Weiyangbi to be extraordinary, but the elder's shock seemed too great...
"Weiyang pen, Weiyang pen, is actually in your hand..."
The elder turned his head to the sky, his chest rising and falling sharply, and finally talked about Weiyang Brush...
Weiyang Brush is a peerless sacred instrument!
It is even the most terrifying mass murder weapon of the human race!
The person from the third heaven... who used this pen to kill the dragon king, chase the water tribe, establish the human sea agreement, and kill hundreds of millions of demon soldiers, is just a small chapter in the eternal legend of this pen.
The deep connection between this pen and that person is the most magical thing about it...
Mortals are not allowed to call the holy name, so when Elder Jia talked about these things, he used a lot of "that person"...
Lin Su connected all this and learned the true secret of the Holy Way.
Weiyang Brush is the sacred weapon of the Soldier Saint.
The fundamental reason for the discord between the Soldier Saint and other saints is similar to the civil and military confrontation in the secular world. The Soldier Saint kills decisively and suppresses all demons, demons, and aliens with an iron fist. Over time, the reputation of the Soldier Saint has been established. However, the World Saint
There is more to the Tao than the Tao of War, and the struggle for the Holy Tao is far more cruel than the struggle for power and gain in the secular world.
The Soldier Saint is gradually marginalized.
In a foreign war, the Soldier Saint failed.
Some people say that he has died.
Some people say that he was sealed by heaven.
Some people also say that he lost his way home in the outer world.
The secrets of the saints are secrets even in the temple, and no one knows what the real situation is.
However, there is one thing that can confirm it, and that is Weiyang's pen.
The Weiyang pen is there, and the Bingsheng is there.
If Weiyang's pen is injured, the military sage will be injured.
Elder Jia's gaze shifted to Lin Su: "Is Weiyang's pen complete?"
"When I first got the Weiyang pen, it was just a bald pen with no hair on it!" Lin Su was pragmatic.
Elder Jia's face turned frosty: "As expected..."
There is not a hair on Weiyang's pen, which means that even if the Soldier Saint is not dead, he must be in a fatal situation.
Lin Sudao: "If...I say if, if this Weiyang pen is restored, Bing...that one can also be restored?"
"No! The pen is secondary, that person is the master, and that person recovers. The pen recovers itself, and the pen recovers with great supernatural power, and that person cannot recover, unless..." His voice stopped abruptly.
"Unless what?"
"Unless two major difficulties are achieved, one is to use great supernatural powers to restore Weiyang's brush, and the other is to find the 'night ink' and let the pen be stained with night ink! But this is impossible, impossible!" Elder Jia shook his head repeatedly.
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Night ink?
What is night ink?
Elder Jia said word for word: "Yemo is... the one who turned into the Eighty Thousand Blue Silk Hair! He endured eighty thousand Black Silk for the human race, and the Black Silk turned into eighty thousand drops of Night Mo. Now, he no longer has the Black Silk, and has fallen into
It’s a dead end, so how can Yemo come?”
Lin Su's heart was pounding...
A peerless saint, in a long span of time, killed everyone for the human race, shocking the world. Who knew that this enemy-killing weapon came out of his hair?
He endured 80,000 black hairs and was covered in frost. What result did he get?
The status of Soldier Saint ranks last among all Saints.
The military palace has been removed from the temple.
I don’t know if there are any military strategists in this world.
Only a bald pen, full of scars!
On the same day he wrote "Man Jiang Hong", this pen came into his hands. Who gave it to him? Why did he give this Weiyang pen to him? What did he expect from him?
Thousands of thoughts passed through Lin Su's heart...
Elder Jia smiled softly: "What we talked about today is really wild. Let's not talk about it anymore. Go back and have a drink. After drinking, I will send you to the farmhouse. If you are interested in poetry, you are welcome to doodle anytime and anywhere."
Lin Su smiled: "It's been a while since I've been out. I have to go home. Next time you come to Haining, I'll give you a gift."
"What kind of gift? We have agreed beforehand that anything below the Baitan Baiyun is not called a gift..."
Lin Su glanced at him: "Elder, aren't you afraid that your name will be changed to Sanyou? Is it greedy, curious, and philistine?"
Hahahahaha, Elder Jia laughed: "Even with these, you are satisfied, what are you afraid of?... Can you take some with you? Send me some for expenses."
His hand reaches out.
Lin Su casually placed a storage bag in his palm...
Wait, what does it mean to make money?
Elder Jia smiled mysteriously: "The Taoist Holy Family has a Taoist Seal that travels thousands of miles. Although the farmhouse only has some pots and jars, it is not just a decoration..."
…
Still under the bright moon.
But it is already the back of a farmhouse.
Zhang Yiyu, Cai Zhulian, and Lin Su stood side by side in front of a hut. Elder Jia entered the hut and took out...a chamber pot!
Lin Su knew that this was not a chamber pot, but he couldn't resist his past knowledge - this thing really looked very similar to a chamber pot.
Cai Zhulian and Zhang Yiyu's eyes were wide open. They were both well-educated people and knew where this place was. They looked at the chamber pot. Although they had expressions of toothache, they didn't say a word.
"Come on, get in!" Elder Jia issued a warm invitation.
The three of them looked at each other.
"If you don't drill, you are forcing me to use force..." The elder turned over the chamber pot, and Lin Su and the other two felt the sky was dark and the earth was dark. In the dim space, the elder's voice came: "I'm warning you, don't look like a sacred weapon.
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Depend on!
He clearly knew that this sacred vessel looked like a chamber pot...
He doesn’t allow others to tell!
The half jar of water at Lin Su's feet stirred, carrying them towards the spout of the pot.
Wow!
A line of rapids surged down, the bright moon reappeared, the three people raised their heads, and a huge spout disappeared into the sky.
There was already a vast sea beneath their feet.
"Western Sea!" Caizhulian cheered, and under her feet was the vast Western Sea that she was familiar with.
They entered and exited from the spout of the pot. In just one moment, they traveled a hundred thousand miles, spanning half of Daqing Kingdom, the entire Dachuan Kingdom, and also crossed the mysterious Yandang Mountains.
This is the power of the holy weapon.
The Holy Family of Taoist Saints has the Dao Seal, and the Holy Family of Nongsheng Saints has this jar. Although it is indescribably long, it can travel a hundred thousand miles in just an instant!
Zhang Yiyu took a long breath: "What's the smell inside? I've been holding my breath and didn't dare to smell it."
"Say it like I dare to hear it." Cai Zhulian glared at her: "I held my breath earlier than you. That night...as soon as the pot was taken out, I held it."
The expression on Lin Su's face was very strange. He wouldn't tell them even if he killed him. He didn't smell it either, but he saw it. His Qiandu Child saw the water in the pot. The water was pale yellow in color.
Quite unfair.
Zhang Yiyu took a breath of the fresh sea breeze of the West Sea, and was suddenly startled: "The West Sea is your set destination, right?"
His eyes shot towards Lin Su.
Cai Zhulian followed closely with her wonderful eyes: "Yes, what is your intention?"