Saint Immortal Way

Lu Yang hung the picture scroll he just got in his study. This picture seems to have been painted not too long ago. There are no inscriptions, only pure paintings, and every stroke contains a strong sense of righteousness.

Lu Yang watched carefully, only to feel that his mood was agitated, and a mighty righteousness surged in his chest.

"Sure enough, it is a good thing. This painting can arouse people's righteousness. It is a good treasure for righteousness. No wonder the teacher gave this thing to me. It seems that the teacher is very concerned about my studies!" Lu Yang felt emotionally.

It is a pity that there are paintings but no poems. It is better to write poems yourself, which may play a finishing touch and make the paintings more upright and upright!

"Jian Jia, Jian Jia..." Lu Yang called out loudly.

"Oh... here we come!" Lu Jianjia hurried into the study and said, "Second Brother, what are your orders?"

"Grind ink, use high-grade timeless ink sticks, I want to write poetry!" Lu Yang laughed loudly.

"Hehe, great!" Lu Jianjia was overjoyed when she heard it. Ever since she wrote poems in Fengyi Tower, she knew that her second brother was amazing, because the poems written by Lu Yang had been sung throughout Moling Mansion. , my second elder brother has a nickname of little poet saint.

This nickname is not easy to come by. In today's world, no one dares to be called a poet saint, and only Kong Dasheng, one of the nine founders of the country, can be called a poet saint. Lu Yang can get the nickname of the little poet saint, which shows that people affirm Lu Yang's poetic talent .

Lu Jianjia knew that each of Lu Yang's poems was worth a fortune. Just yesterday, through her, someone begged Lu Yang to write a poem, saying that he could pay a hundred taels of silver for one poem, but Lu Yang flatly refused.

Lu Jianjia took a top-grade timeless ink stick from the desk, and quickly polished it on the inkstone. After a while, a wave of water as white as creamy fat had been ground out of the inkstone.

Lu Yang dipped his pen into the spirit of timelessness, concentrating on it for a while, and then wrote on the hanging scroll: "Song of Righteousness, Heaven and Earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. The bottom is the river and the mountains, and the top is the sun." Star. To people, it is called Haoran, and it is filled with the sky. The imperial road should be clear, and the Ming court should be contained. It will be seen when the season is poor, and it will be painted one by one."

After Lu Yang finished writing these few sentences, he looked at the picture scroll again, his chest was full of pride, and he could vaguely outline the awe-inspiring righteousness on the picture scroll. Lu Yang was amazed and even more overjoyed.

Being able to communicate means that the awe-inspiring righteousness on the scroll has aroused the righteousness in my heart, and the two echo each other to achieve the purpose of practice.

The teacher gave this picture scroll to himself, nothing more than hoping that he can observe the picture and feel it, and correct his body and mind.Lu Yang just hung up the scroll and wrote a few lines of poems, and he was already able to look at the picture in a vague way. Such aptitude can be called excellent.

Although Lu Yang knew the meaning of Huang Zongxi's gift scroll, he didn't know Huang Zongxi's estimate. In fact, Huang Zongxi predicted that Lu Yang would be able to gradually understand the artistic conception on the map within a year and a half. , never thought that Lu Yang could immediately understand the spirit of awe-inspiring righteousness from the picture scroll.

Little stars seemed to appear in Lu Jianjia's eyes again. She doesn't know how to admire her second brother now. The words written by Lu Yang on the picture scroll are majestic and handsome, and the iron pen and silver hook are full of elegance.

She read it once, and found that there were still two characters she didn't understand, but she knew all the other characters. After reading a few lines of the poem, there seemed to be a majestic and majestic heart reverberating in her chest, which was really miraculous.

"Another excellent poem!" Lu Jianjia secretly praised.

Lu Yang was brewing again at this time, feeling that his heart energy closely echoed the awe-inspiring righteousness on the scroll, and immediately picked up his pen again, and continued to write: "It is the majestic energy that lasts forever. When it permeates the sun and the moon, life and death will be safe." Foot theory. Earth dimension depends on it, Tianzhu depends on it..."

After writing this, Lu Yang's whole body trembled suddenly, and the timeless aura in his body immediately dissipated and poured into the tip of the pen.

It was like a huge boulder that roared down from the sky and hit the ten thousand hectare Pinghu Lake, causing an uproar.

Lu Yang's consciousness had already shaken, and then exploded. The picture scroll in front of him was no ordinary picture scroll, but turned into a vast and endless mountain, sea and flowing clouds. The field of vision, as far as the consciousness can reach, is the boundless righteousness of heaven and earth.

Lu Jianjia on the side let out a cry, then quickly covered her mouth, her black eyes widened, because she saw Lu Yang's sudden shock, and she fell into a daze. His pale breath suddenly disrupted the whole picture scroll.

The pale breath quickly spread up along the tip of Lu Yang's pen, through the pen, poured into his arm, and poured into Lu Yang's body, and Lu Yang's body was immediately wrapped with a gloomy and noble spirit.

"What's going on... This aura, could it be..." Huang Zongxi, who was studying Go in another courtyard, stood up abruptly, his eyes widened, because the sudden outburst of aura was so familiar, it was his arrogance Righteousness, this energy is in the center of Chunyang fifty paces away.

There is no doubt that it must be his picture scroll that has been attracted by Lu Yang!

"This is impossible. According to Lu Yang's Taoism, there is no subtle influence of a year and a half, so I don't think it will be able to attract it!" , into Lu Yang's Chunyang residence.

Huang Zongxi suddenly appeared in Lu Yang's study, Lu Jianjia was taken aback, just about to speak, Huang Zongxi had already raised his hand to stop, signaling to keep silent.

Huang Zongxi's eyes were piercing. When he saw Lu Yang fixed in front of the picture scroll, the awe-inspiring righteousness on the picture scroll quickly penetrated into the poems written by Lu Yang. I couldn't help being surprised, and looked carefully at the poem written by Lu Yang.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifolds, below are rivers and mountains, above are sun stars, known to people as awe-inspiring... it is majestic, fierce and eternal. When it penetrates the sun and the moon, life and death are safe and secure .Dimensions depend on it, and Tianzhu depends on it..."

Huang Zongxi was startled suddenly, his eyes showed surprise. Reading such lines made his heart shake, and he couldn't help himself. There was a great righteousness in his chest, which seemed to be gushing out, and he could hardly control it.

"Father, what's going on, Junior Brother Chunyang..." Huang Daoyun had already walked in holding Huang Yiyi's little hand, and they all looked at Lu Yang in surprise. These days, Lu Yang gave them too many surprises up.

Huang Zongxi raised his hand and pressed it, indicating silence.

But Lu Yang only felt that he was surrounded by endless righteousness, and the surging righteousness and the great life spirit in his whole body were all aroused, rushing into the divine court crazily, and infusing it into a ball of eternal light.

Perhaps because of the low level of Dao karma, the extremely condensed awe-inspiring righteousness could not be maintained. The influx of awe-inspiring righteousness quickly disintegrated in the eternal light group, and quickly diluted into a meaningful aura.

And the life essence that poured in from the whole body melted in the eternal light cluster, and the awe-inspiring righteousness that quickly disintegrated into a huge amount of eternal energy.

After these two changes, the Eternal Light Group soared by more than ten times, and the spiritual light also increased by more than ten times, becoming brighter and more transparent, and the illuminated area in the divine court expanded by more than ten times in response, and then stabilized.

Not long after, the awe-inspiring righteousness in Lu Yang's body subsided, and then disappeared. Lu Yang also recovered from the state of trance, and suddenly found that Huang Zongxi's family had been in his study at some point.

"Meet the teacher..." Lu Yang felt ashamed.

"Hehe, it's okay, is there another breakthrough?" Huang Zongxi waved his hand and smiled.

"Returning to the teacher, yes, the picture scroll given by the teacher is very miraculous, and it directly made my timeless spirit more than ten times stronger!" Lu Yang explained the drastic change he had sensed just now.

Huang Zongxi smiled gratifiedly: "That's right, that's good, I'm so relieved, I think the poems on the picture scroll haven't been finished yet, so you can continue to finish it!"

Lu Yang was not pretentious, nodded, looked at the picture scroll and the upright song he wrote, and continued to write: "Once it is covered with fog and dew, it will be divided into barren in the ditch. No matter how cold or hot it is, all kinds of diseases will be easy to remove...you and I The heart is sad, and the heavens are terrific. The days of philosophers are far away, and the punishments are in the past.

After writing the song of righteousness, Huang Daoyun and Huang Yiyi both gave a clear hello.Huang Zongxi also nodded, greatly appreciating: "It really is an excellent poem!"

"The teacher is absurd!" Lu Yang saluted.

"It's not an absurd praise. Even the teacher doesn't have such writing power for such poems. You really deserve the saying that you have to specialize in art. Your poetic talent is the best in the world, and you deserve the title of little poet sage." !” Huang Zongxi said happily.

Lu Yang was shocked, and felt ashamed in his heart, how could he bear such an evaluation?

Everyone talked for a long time, and they all had something to say.

"Daoyun, Yiyi, go out, Chunyang didn't rest last night, let him rest now!" Huang Zongxi waved his sleeves and brought the Huang family sisters back to the other courtyard.

Sitting in the study, Huang Zongxi glanced at the second daughter who was standing up, and said meaningfully: "What do you think of Chunyang?"

Huang Daoyun moved slightly, and said: "Junior Brother Chunyang is a good disciple!"

Huang Yiyi was dissatisfied and said: "Sister, what are you talking about? A good student is a good student, but such an evaluation is too stingy. Didn't you listen to what Dad said? Brother's poetic talent is extremely high, and he deserves the title of little poet sage." !"

Huang Zongxi nodded, and said seriously: "That's right, Chunyang's aptitude far exceeded my expectations. Before I started to teach him the mantle, he was already so radiant. Hehe, I didn't know he was born knowing it. Or... In short, Chunyang's talent is extremely high, and his future achievements will be limitless, just like this, I feel a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, and I have to be more cautious, lest I miss him!"

"Father doesn't have to be like this, everything will happen naturally!" Huang Daoyun said.

"Well, what Daoyun said is good, I already know what to do, but Daoyun, as a senior sister, you should care about him a lot on weekdays, and report to me in time if there is any situation!"

"Daoyun can save it, dad can rest assured!"

Rolling and begging to collect red tickets, comrades, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and you still have to throw out red tickets...