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Chapter 1 The World of Culture

Across the continent.

The frontier of Daxuan Kingdom.

Qingyun County.

In an unknown ruined temple.

He didn't know how long he had been sleeping for, but when Su Ping'an woke up, he found that he was in ragged clothes, disheveled hair, weak, hungry, and even worse than a beggar.

"How is this going?!"

"I'm writing and writing at home, why am I here?"

"What is this place?!"

Su Pingan was shocked.

He hurriedly tried to get up from the ground, but when he moved, he found that he was so weak that he didn't even have the slightest strength. Moreover, he now felt thirsty, hungry, and cold all over, as if he was not far away from death.

"What exactly is going on?!"

Su Ping'an couldn't help but feel terrified.

At this time, a strange and huge memory suddenly poured out of his mind. After a moment, Su Pingan finally understood everything.

It turns out that I actually... traveled through time!

According to the records in his memory, the place where he is now is called Zongheng Continent, which is a world structured by culture.

In this world, the heaven and earth are full of culture, and literati use their pens to measure the world and their art to determine the world.

The four arts of the gentleman, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting... are the most wonderful cultivation methods in the world.

What's more special is that the focus of this practice is not on the practitioners themselves, but on their works.

like:

A harp monk needs to use music to move the audience, to entertain people, and to use music to enter the Taoism. The more people his music is sought after, the more literary spirit will be generated...

Another example:

A calligraphy monk needs to create stories to impress the audience. The more people support his stories and the higher the praise rate, the purer the literary spirit will be...

This is true for chess and painting.

And after these literary qualities are generated, they will automatically feed back to the literary cultivator itself. Wenxiu can use these literary qualities not only to strengthen his body and improve his cultivation, but also to use them to incorporate the artistic conception contained in his works and the characters or exercises in the novel.

All of them are manifested, thus forming their own unique fighting techniques, which can easily kill monsters and enemies.

According to some historical records and biographies of Daxuan Kingdom, there are records.

As early as two hundred years ago, a Taoist painter named Wenzong traveled abroad. When he passed through a barren mountain, he was surrounded by a group of monsters. The monsters wanted to devour his body and suck away his literary spirit.

Wen Zong was calm in the face of danger and took out a picture of "Four Dragons Going to the Sea" that he had painted in the past on the spot, and inspired it with the power of literary energy.

As a result, the next moment...

In the painting, the divine dragon roars out, shaking the earth and the earth; as it moves about, it calls for wind and rain, sprays clouds and mist, and in an instant it slays the demons.

In the end, Wenzong rode the dragon to fight out of the demonic mountain and became famous in one battle. This incident was known to the world and was also included in the Xuanguo celebrity list.

Three hundred years ago...

The border defense of Tiemen Pass in the Xuan Kingdom is in emergency. The hundreds of thousands of mountain demons in southern Xinjiang are raging and have launched a tide of beasts to attack Tiemen Pass. The situation of Tiemen Pass is in danger.

At this moment, Qingyi Hou Luolie, who was still in the realm of Wen Zong at that time, was guarding the border. Facing a demon that was nearly ten times stronger than himself, Luo Lie almost had a death wish, and forcefully mobilized all the literary energy in his body to use all his life's efforts.

All the protagonists of the book's story are embodied.

And the protagonists in his stories are all the best in the world. Once they appeared, they joined forces to use magic to seal the sky and the earth, killing almost all the monsters in the beast tide; although that battle

In the end, Luo Lie's cultivation level plummeted and he was almost disabled. However, after that battle, Luo Lie stood up again within a few years, his cultivation level reached a higher level, and he broke through to the realm of King Wen in one fell swoop.

Emperor Xuanguo also gave him the title Marquis of Qingyi in order to express his fame!

There are many deeds like this in history books, and all kinds of deeds can be called legends.



"The world of culture..."

“Writing a book can lead to spiritual practice?!”

"Can you still manifest divine magic?!"

After learning this, Su Ping'an couldn't help but sigh.

This is really amazing!

Then for him who was an Internet author in his previous life, wouldn’t this be like a duck to water?!

"Hey, wait..."

Suddenly, Su Pingan read another memory.

This is the memory of his physical identity.

It turned out that the former owner of his body was also named 'Su Pingan', and he was once the youngest talented writer in the capital of Xuan Kingdom.

He began to learn to write stories when he was ten years old. Later, he became famous with one book and was immediately known as the "little prodigy" in the capital of China.

After that, Su Ping'an's life was even smoother. The stories he wrote were all very popular, and his cultivation was also making rapid progress. At the age of sixteen, he had already reached the threshold of being a literary master. It can be said that he was astonished. Even one

The Academy of Literature founded by the Confucian sage Shu Yazi 1,800 years ago couldn't help but make an exception and send an invitation to him, allowing him to enter the academy to practice as a young man.

But it's precisely because he has such a great reputation that he doesn't want to be plotted by villains.

Just a year ago, in a competition between the four liberal arts colleges, before the decisive battle, his opponent secretly bribed the book boy next to him and drugged his diet, causing him to suddenly lose his mind during the competition.

, his literary spirit was gone, and in the end, his opponent took the opportunity to knock him out of the ring, destroyed his Wenxin tree, and abolished his cultivation.

From then on, the genius became a cripple. Although the academy finally cured him of his mental disorder, he could not accept the fact that he had become a cripple for a while. He was so severely hit that he finally ran away from home madly. After that, he returned to Shendu.

There is no news about the 'genius writer Su Ping'an' either.

And this "disappearance" lasted for two years.

In the past two years, 'Su Pingan' has been wandering around like a beggar, living in confusion all day long.

Half a year ago, he wandered all the way to this border town of Xuanguo. He lived by begging on weekdays. Because he was always hungry and full, his physical condition was extremely poor.

Yesterday, when he was wandering on the street, he happened to hear news from the Shendu newspaper. He saw in the newspaper the news that his childhood sweetheart got married in Shendu half a month ago. 'Su Ping'an' was hit hard again, and finally got married late last night.

He suffered a sudden illness and passed away tragically at the age of eighteen...

"First he was betrayed by a scholar and drugged; then he was plotted by his enemy and his cultivation was ruined; finally his beloved remarried and became another man's wife... Damn it, what kind of evil did this guy do in his last life? It's so miserable!"

When Su Ping'an learned about the past of this body, he couldn't help but marvel at the experience of the original owner.

But when I think about my previous life's street fighting experience...well, the eldest brother of the two does not laugh at the second brother.

But none of this matters!

What's important now is that he has traveled through time...

"Since writing novels in this world can lead to spiritual practice, then my rise and new life will start from now..."

Su Ping'an's eyes sparkled.

Recall the development of novels in this world.

Xianxia, ​​there is no "Zhu Xian"...

Fantasy, there is no "fighting"...

Cultivation, no...

Wait, it’s not that there aren’t these books, it’s that they don’t even have the concepts of ‘immortal’, ‘fantasy’, and ‘cultivation’…

"What they write most now are actually character legends and contemporary fantasy stories, and the most popular theme is actually 'Liao Zhai'?!"

Su Ping'an felt incredible.

According to records from my memory, the most popular novel in the capital city is "Liao Zhai", just because there are many beautiful women and ghosts in it, and when literary works were developed in the later period, all the beauties and fairies in it can be realized, then it will be OK



"Oh my god, the people here are really good at playing!"

As for biographies and other stories, most of them are cliché stories about people who cultivate themselves diligently and become great figures. This is no different from the urban novels in previous lives where they fantasized about having special powers or something like that.

"Although I was not famous in my previous life, in this life, I want to become a new saint!"

Su Pingan was full of confidence in this.

In the cultivation system of this world, the levels from low to high are: literati, scribes, literati, Wenzong, King Wen and saints.

In the realm of saints, Daxuan Kingdom has only had one in the past thousands of years, and that is the Confucian sage Shuyazi who pioneered a line of literature and cultivation 1,800 years ago. However, since Shuyazi passed away thousands of years ago, there have been no more saints on the mainland.

No more new saints will be born...

Gululu...

Just when Su Ping'an was immersed in his fantasy and feeling excited, his stomach suddenly growled, pulling him back to reality.

As soon as his attention returned, Su Ping'an immediately felt weaker, and his eyes even started to feel dizzy.

This made Su Ping'an feel flustered.

"Am I going to starve to death here before my journey as a 'new saint' begins?!"

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