Lin Ke smiled, bowed three times to the unknown being, and performed the apprenticeship ceremony.
Influence?
What an impact!
Just like the problem in a certain treasure in the previous life.
Will wearing these "Summer Men's Jeans, Fashionable Korean Style Nine-Point Pants, Black Slimming Blue Pants" affect me from driving a Ferrari?
Of course it doesn’t affect it!
What an impact!
Lin Ke just wanted to take the opportunity to advertise.
You know, it's live broadcast across the city now!
Instead of thinking about the frivolous things about your face, why not think about the dissemination of your own comics and teachings?
Therefore, Lin Ke became a disciple very calmly.
And this question was only asked at the end of the apprenticeship.
As a result, the whole city fell into silence.
Lin Ke didn't mind at all, but Ge Hong and Kumarajiva quit.
"The Taoist is the Taoist." Ge Hong's hearty laughter came: "My little friend, don't be greedy!"
Greedy?
That won't work.
Lin Ke had heard a famous saying in his previous life: Mine, mine, everything is mine.
He felt that this famous saying made sense.
"That's really a pity." Lin Ke shook his head regretfully after hearing this, then raised his bamboo stick and raised it high into the sky.
The next moment, the soaring Peng bird rushed towards the bamboo stick in his hand along with the boundless sea, and was sucked dry in an instant.
The next moment, Lin Ke opened his mouth and whispered:
"Who wakes up first from a big dream? I know it all my life. I sleep enough in the spring in the thatched cottage, and the sun goes late outside the window."
As soon as he finished speaking, the literary energy that had just finished fluctuating between heaven and earth reappeared.
A shadow immediately appeared in the sky.
A person wakes up as if from a dream, stretches out, smacks his lips, and then looks at the slowly moving sunlight outside his window.
The entire phantom seemed real and false, and a misty feeling permeated the capital.
Everyone who felt and heard Lin Ke's voice felt a strong sense of indolence.
Time...slowed down!
However, it only took a moment before Lin Ke absorbed all the strange phenomena in the sky again.
On the screen, Lin Ke's expression was relaxed and freehand, and he raised his bamboo stick to collect the vision, just like collecting clothes before it rains.
Unlike Lin Ke's relaxed and freehand style, other onlookers only felt a sense of shock.
Thousands of miles of chanting!
It turned out to be a poem that could be chanted thousands of miles away!
Just now, there was a shock to the world, and then there was another Wanli Yin?!
Moreover, the onlookers also felt a subtle and mysterious feeling.
Daoyun!
Very profound Taoist charm!
And the poem seems to work in time?
In other words, when a Confucian person of the second level or above recites this poem and uses the literary spirit to stimulate it, a similar effect can be achieved.
And this effect seems to be in time!
In some academies, those Confucian old men who are good at reading and reading the classics are all ecstatic and are copying the poems that appear in this "opening".
An old man copied Lin Ke's poem and immediately recited it on the spot.
"...The day is late outside the window." After the old man recited, he suddenly felt that literary energy was pouring out crazily, and everyone in a radius of more than ten meters centered on him fell into a state of sluggishness.
The falling petals become slower, the flying insects take off slower, the blink of an eye becomes slower...
The effect of this poem is indeed time-based!
At the same time, Confucian people in many places were also experimenting with the effects of several new poems, and everyone was ecstatic.
Very practical!
Like the poems Lin Ke recited before, they are both very practical poems!
"Opportunities... Confucianism and Taoism opportunities!"
"Yes! The joy of Confucianism and Taoism, the joy of Confucianism and Taoism!"
"But...he is a lowly person..."
Many people were chatting happily and felt that watching the show today was so worthwhile.
After all, it is a continuous visionary poem!
This kind of scene is probably only possible if it dates back to the contention of a hundred schools of thought in the pre-Qin period, or the kind where big figures from other eras gather together and vomit lotus flowers.
At this time in the capital, Lin Ke slowly read out this poem and sighed to the sky.
The poem just now was one he had read out when he first attracted Qi Shangshu in the Lin Mansion.
I recited half of the poem at that time, but this time I just recited the entire poem.
He looked up into the void, bowed and saluted: "Jiulamashi Buddha, since Immortal Master Ge Hong doesn't want to..."
"Lin Ke, dear disciple, what are you talking about?"
Before Lin Ke finished speaking, a plain voice rang out.
Ge...Ge Hong?
Everyone just felt that the mysterious and mysterious Taoist aura that had clearly dissipated just now was filling the air again.
Ge Hong, appears again?
Lin Ke scratched his head: "But master, didn't you say that I can't worship you as my teacher, because if I become a Taoist, I cannot become a Buddhist?"
Then you still call me master! The onlookers yelled inwardly.
These two guys have such thick skins!
One of them said before that he could not accept disciples because there was a conflict between Buddhists and Taoists. As a result, he recited a poem and returned midway.
Another person even called him "Master" while saying that he didn't become a master.
If you don’t have a master’s degree, you’ll be called a master!
The onlookers were more and more confused. They always felt that they had learned a lot of knowledge and experience from the big screen today.
"Taozi and Buddha cannot be the same person."
At this time, Ge Hong's gentle voice was replying to Lin Ke: "But my dear disciple, you are different. I think you can be a Taoist disciple. If you are willing, worship me as your teacher, and Jiulamoshi may not refuse you."
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Upon hearing this, Lin Ke immediately bowed three times again: "See you, teacher!"
Then he stood up, and before he asked Jiushan, he heard Jiushan's voice: "Dear disciple, you and I have a master-disciple relationship. After the palace examination, you will be my disciple of Buddhism."
Changing palace examination?
Lin Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, this involved a blind spot in his knowledge.
But others are different.
"Holy shit, this is okay?!"
"Didn't the Minister of Taoism and Buddhism leave already? Why did he come back again?!"
"This is called a good horse that turns back to eat grass."
"I've learned, I'll get back together with my ex-girlfriend."
"Mom, what kind of animal is this?"
"That's a good horse, the kind that specializes in eating grass."
"Oh, that's too stupid."
The onlookers were more astonished than others, and even Butcher Zhang from Chaoyang Street were stunned.
This Ge Hong...
It is indeed Taoist!
Tao follows nature and follows one's will. Well, it's very noble.
The Buddhist Juramash is also very Buddhist, and all things are destined to me.
Finally, Lin Ke, who had finished worshiping the two masters, saw a group of people over there from a distance.
He didn't know who was on the other side, but in this competition, the other side seemed to be getting into a group fight.
At the same time, he saw the Taoist-looking man opposite opened his mouth and said something, and then the whole team suddenly stopped and turned to stare at the Taoist priest.
Even Qi Ye couldn't help but glance at the Taoist priest and frowned.
If Lin Ke’s analysis is correct, what the Taoist priest next to Qi Ye just said is:
"No one will appear, otherwise we, Brother Qi, should just admit defeat."