Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh special person
Under the sky, white clouds rolled.
The Confucian saint communicated with Shanhe Biwashi like no one else was watching. Although Shanhe Biwashi was just an object, it became a sacred instrument and gained spiritual intelligence, and could express some of its own thoughts through consciousness.
The Confucian Sage listened to the soft chants coming from Shanhe Brush, his brows furrowed and furrowed occasionally, and he occasionally took the time to glance at Su Pingan, which seemed a little surprised.
Su Ping'an, on the other hand, stood aside nervously, staring closely at Shanhe Brush, as if he was afraid that his dog would suddenly be kidnapped by others.
"This is so shameless. He has been with me for so long and I have never seen him so close to me. Now I suddenly see the former owner who has disappeared for so long and is jumping so happily. I just roll my eyes.
Wolf. It doesn’t even want to think about who made it a holy weapon in the first place. Really..."
Su Ping'an was very dissatisfied with Shanhe Biwashi's appearance of wanting to defect. He kept muttering to himself, and even felt a little sour in his heart.
After a while, Confucian Sage and Shanhe Biwashi had finished communicating. He seemed to have known the cause and effect. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Su Pingan and said: "So that's it, you actually saw another of my sad thoughts.
, and also got his praise. It seems that you have many secrets."
"Uh... no, I really don't have any secrets anymore."
Listening to the Confucian Sage's questions, Su Ping'an felt inexplicably panicked. He was afraid that his identity as a person who was not from this world would be seen through by the Confucian Sage. He didn't know what horror would happen if the Confucian Sage knew about it.
thing, or...it doesn't matter at all?!
But he didn't dare to bet. The consequences would be too great for him to bear, so he didn't intend to reveal the secret to the public even if he was killed.
The Confucian sage did not necessarily want to know his secret. The former just smiled, then shook his head and said: "Well, since you can see my remnants twice in a row, it also means that you and I are destined. And what follows is
Since I decided to entrust Shanhe Brush Washing to you, there must be his reasons. Since this is the case, then I will not pursue it. I only hope that you will not let down 'my' expectations in the future and be able to be a truly great person.
Xuan, a person who works hard for the human race.
Finally, I also like the holy words you engraved on Shanhe Brush: A great hero serves the country and the people. I hope you are such a person!"
Having said this, the Confucian Sage waved his arm lightly, and Shanhe Brush was wrapped in a force, and then slowly flew back to Su Pingan. Finally, the light flashed and disappeared into the latter's Wenxin tree.
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Seeing Shanhe Brush come back and hearing that the Confucian sage would no longer pursue these matters, Su Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at the Confucian sage expectantly and asked tentatively in a low voice: "Then my...
…The reward…can you…give it to me?”
Seeing Su Ping'an's cautious and cowardly look, Confucian Sage laughed dumbly and said: "You are really the most special one among the young people I have ever seen."
"Really? Am I really special?" Su Ping'an felt that the Confucian Sage wanted to praise him, so he hurriedly asked.
The Confucian sage changed the topic, looked at him jokingly, smiled and said: "Yes, very special, very shameless!"
"..."
Su Ping'an's mouth twitched.
You are a Confucian sage, is it appropriate for you to speak like this?!
And he also confirmed another thing, that is... it is better to be the Confucian sage from Qingyun County!
"Well, since you have passed the test of the four mountains I set, the reward that should be given to you will not be less."
Confucian Sage felt that time was almost up, so he stopped chatting with Su Pingan. He waved his hand, and three more things appeared in front of him.
These three things are a picture scroll, a boat, and a blue pebble.
It goes without saying that something that a Confucian sage would take out as a reward is a good thing, so Su Pingan's eyes lit up immediately after seeing it, "Are these three things for me?"
"You think beautifully."
The Confucian sage already had a certain understanding of Su Ping'an's shamelessness, and now he became much more direct in his speech, saying: "These three things are the Qilin scroll, the empty boat, and the wind shadow stone.
The Qilin Scroll is a painting I completed not long after I started learning painting in my early years. My painting skills at that time were not very good, but I like this painting very much. It is probably equivalent to the strength of a Wen Zong."
As early as the age of the Confucian sages, the classification of scrolls was not as clear as it is now. The scrolls equivalent to Wenzong's strength were already crystal-level scrolls, far above the gold scrolls.
"Comparable to Wen Zong!"
When Su Ping'an heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately felt the urge to put it in his pocket.
The handwriting of the Confucian sage, the attack power is very powerful without even thinking about it, not to mention it is a powerful divine beast like Qilin. If you can get this thing, it is almost equivalent to an extra life!
Seeing his appearance, the Confucian sage smiled and shook his head, and then introduced: "As for the second item, the empty boat, as you can see, it is a flying treasure. Using it to fly is far better than that of the same level of scribes."
The embodied empty boat is much faster and requires less effort. Even if you are a scribe, you can drive it to travel thousands of miles, and if you encounter danger, even the Wenzong-level bird monster may not be able to catch up with you."
This is an excellent life-saving cultural treasure, and it seems to be good.
After hearing this, Su Ping'an immediately made a judgment about this cultural treasure.
Finally it was the turn of that seemingly inconspicuous stone.
When talking about this stone, the Confucian Sage looked a little strange. He even remained silent for a moment, and then said: "I named this Fengying Stone myself. Strictly speaking, this stone cannot be regarded as a stone."
Wenbao can only be regarded as a rare treasure. It was something that I accidentally made under many strange and wonderful ideas when I was studying how to create wenbao when I was a saint.
It can neither attack nor defend. It has only one function, which is to store some of the paintings you have drawn inside, and then the paintings will be activated. If you create a lot of paintings and they are consistent, then put them inside
, you can see them moving back and forth in succession, which is more magical than reality, but the effect only goes so far.
The rewards are these three things. Now you can choose one to take away as a reward for passing through the four literary mountains this time. As for how to choose, it depends on you."
After the Confucian sage finished the introduction, he smiled to see what Su Pingan would choose.
He saw that Su Pingan had the greatest reaction to the Qilin scroll before, so he guessed that the latter was most likely to choose the Qilin scroll in the end; but seeing Su Pingan's previous picture of a chicken thief looking cautious, this guy seemed to be very important to saving his life.
, the possibility of choosing an empty boat is not impossible.
Only the Wind Shadow Stone had no use at all and could only be regarded as a toy, so the Confucian Sage didn't think about it at all.
But after Su Pingan thought for a while, he gave him an unexpected answer.
"I choose the third one... the Wind Shadow Stone!"