Amidst the clouds and mist, the entire Chongshen Temple seemed to be floating in the air, exuding a mysterious and ethereal atmosphere.
Hang Tianyi was observing secretly at this time. Anyone who moved or had other expressions must be the object of his suspicion.
Unfortunately, nothing was found in the end.
Chen Qian, Princess Changping and others, as well as all the disciples of Qingyun Academy, all left Chongsheng Temple together with Wei Xuan and Li Yunbai. Almost no one looked back.
Sacrifice is only the first step of the cultural gathering. The next step is the world of many scholars.
The Forest of Sages is an extraordinary place in Qingyun Academy, specially prepared for literary meetings.
There are many houses in this forest, and their structures and construction locations have been designed.
From a distance, this place looks like a village, dotted with twos and threes thatched houses or wooden houses, exuding a quiet and elegant ancient charm.
Hang Tianyi and Liu Ruoxi are not scholars, but they feel very comfortable walking into the forest.
It is indeed Qingyun Academy. Hang Tianyi secretly sighed that every plant, tree, flower and stone here is extremely extraordinary under the nourishment of Haoran's righteousness.
The ancient charm of vegetation, natural harmony, both earthly and transcendent, everything forms a balance between contradictions, mysterious and indescribable.
This cultural conference is divided into various aspects such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, articles, etc. A building here is a place for exchanges in the field of cultural conference.
It is said to be communication, but in fact it is just a comparison to see who is higher and who is lower.
Even if you look at the scholars here, they all greet you with smiles. In fact, the competitive spirit in their hearts is something that ordinary people cannot compare with.
In Hang Tianyi's words, that is: smile on face, mmp in heart.
"Big pot, do you think they are boring? What's the meaning of this messy writing?"
Hang Tianyi knew what this girl was thinking, and couldn't help but smile: "We look boring, but in her heart, she is very interesting, and she is not in the same world!"
Liu Ruoxi nodded repeatedly. She raised Hang Tianyi's head and summed it up well.
"This forest seems to be very complicated!" Liu Ruoxi has now achieved a breakthrough in cultivation. She has made great progress in terms of soul, so she is very sensitive to some things.
Hang Tianyi smiled and said: "Haven't you heard a sentence? Don't tell if you see through!"
Liu Ruoxi snorted, saying whatever she thought she saw, so as not to hold it in her heart and feel uncomfortable.
While the brother and sister were talking, they came to the column of exchange pictures of the literary society.
Paints in this world have become very advanced in all aspects, but the paintings hanging here are almost all ink paintings.
Looking from a distance, beautiful scenery comes into view, and the artistic conception is extraordinary.
Hang Tianyi can't draw, but looking at the paintings here, he has to admire that the people who specialize in this field seem to be very good.
"There are too many colors, but it's just dazzling. Your painting looks pretty good, but it suffers a big loss in terms of color! The quality of the entire painting has been lowered by more than one level!"
"No, you also said that I have many paintings. This is the theme. There are many and complex colors, which can reflect a person's mind. This is definitely not a simple accumulation of colors. The most important thing is the deep artistic conception!"
"Is the artistic conception just chaos?"
"Well, yes, this is a portrayal of a person's true state of mind. This painting is not aimed at the elegant state!"
Listening to the discussion of these people, Hang Tianyi secretly sighed. This is indeed something that professionals can tell at a glance compared to amateurs.
At this time, many students were thinking about what they were saying.
Isn't this life complicated?
For a moment, Hang Tianyi seemed to realize something, but there seemed to be something, and there was a layer of mist in it, so hazy that he couldn't see clearly at all.
"It doesn't matter, I'm just a rough guy anyway!" Hang Tianyi laughed at himself. At that moment, he looked at everything in front of him quietly, feeling that if he knew something, he would be able to be arty these days.
Well, but Hang Tianyi thinks that he himself is pretty good.
Ahem, I can only say that they are good at these messy things, but he lacks some experience in this area.
"It's so boring. You can say so many messy things about the same thing. It's so boring!" Liu Ruoxi pouted. She was really not interested.
Hang Tianyi couldn't help but smile. In fact, in his previous life, he felt that what Liu Ruoxi said was absolutely the truth.
It's just a calligraphy and painting, just look at it. It looks like a treasure, but it has no meaning.
But now, he doesn't feel that way anymore.
The artistic conception of a painting, as well as the painting techniques, etc., are all extremely mysterious.
The most important thing is that this is a world of gods, and many things can be used as magic weapons.
"I don't understand, or I'm not interested. It's really boring to watch!" Hang Tianyi said.
"Big pot, don't tell me when you see it!" Liu Ruoxi looked aggrieved.
Hang Tianyi laughed and gently touched Liu Ruoxi's head.
"The big pot doesn't grow very tall!" Liu Ruoxi pouted and said coquettishly.
This girl is half a head taller than her peers.
Hang Tianyi said: "Just look at it, there is no need to say this!"
Liu Ruoxi nodded and continued walking forward with Hang Tianyi.
Hang Tianyi looked at several paintings of this area, and they were all very good, and the artistic conception on them had begun to condense.
This kind of painting is not only valuable for collection.
But now, Hang Tianyi doesn't like it.
Continuing to walk forward, it is the calligraphy area. The calligraphy and paintings hanging here are all extremely extraordinary.
There are regular script, running script, cursive script, and all types of calligraphy.
Hang Tianyi looked at these words. If he were on earth in his previous life, he would have admired them in Dancun. But now, each of these fonts can contain a Taoist charm, which is very extraordinary.
Walking aside and looking at it, you can still feel the underlying meaning. Hang Tianyi feels that this writing is still very interesting.
Previously, Liu Ruoxi found it very boring, but now, she gradually likes watching these.
This is not because Liu Ruoxi knows how well calligraphy and painting are, but the Taoist rhyme above, invisibly, gave her an inexplicable feeling, thus inspiring her to increase her understanding of the Taiqing Wuwei Sutra.
Hang Tianyi knew that Liu Ruoxi's cultivation talent was astonishing, but today's situation gave him the idea of passing on the Haoran Jue to Liu Ruoxi.
Without him, whether you can learn it or not is another matter. Liu Ruoxi will definitely be able to use this Haoran Jue to confirm the Taiqing Wuwei Sutra, and thus find a new path.