Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 112: Speaking fluently (asking for recommendation votes)
The valley was silent.

Feng Qingyan sat cross-legged quietly in the grass, constantly deducing the idea of ​​"sitting and discussing the Tao" in his mind.

However, "sitting and discussing the Tao" was so vast and complicated that it seemed to encompass everything, making it difficult for him to sort it out and he didn't know where to start.

Moreover, with his current abilities, he couldn't deduce all of them at once.

After a while, he stood up and walked in the valley, clearing his mind little by little.

Since "sitting and discussing the Tao" is too big and too complicated, let's just simplify it and make it brief and to the point.

"So, what is the first step to sit down and discuss the truth?"

Feng Qingyan thought as he walked.

The first thing that came to his mind was "mouth", and the second thing that came to his mind was "speaking". Since they were going to discuss philosophy, speaking was inevitable.

Only by speaking can you sit down and discuss the truth.

So what's next?

His thoughts stopped and his brows gradually furrowed.

At this moment, countless literary luck poured into his mind from all directions of heaven and earth, and quickly merged into the three Gentleman Cauldrons, making the Gentleman Cauldrons more clear and solid.

"To be able to speak eloquently and to speak eloquently is to be able to speak eloquently!"

Feng Qingyan's thoughts suddenly became clear, and he said, "If one can speak fluently, then it is the first chapter of the discussion. If one can speak fluently, then it is the second level of the first chapter. If one can speak eloquently, then it is the third level of the first chapter..."

"A man who can speak eloquently can defeat an army of a million. This is how you can become an eloquent person!"

"Then, the verbal battle is for the second chapter of the discussion..."

Feng Qingyan's thoughts flowed like a spring, and he continued to deduce, but the more he went on, the harder it became, so he had to stop. Although he couldn't deduce any further, his train of thought had become clear, and he could continue to deduce without getting too complicated and chaotic.

"The first chapter of the discussion is to speak eloquently!"

Feng Qingyan sat down cross-legged, and began to integrate "speaking eloquently" into "sitting and discussing the Tao", making it the first chapter of "sitting and discussing the Tao".

"What does it mean to speak fluently?"

Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and started to deduce again, with countless poems and articles emerging in his mind.

"Sitting and discussing the truth" is based on poetry and articles, and poetry is shorter than articles and can be completed in a short time. If you are killed by the enemy before you finish reciting an article of thousands of words, what is the use?
So, it must be simple, short and fast!

Then poetry is the best choice.

Poetry is the expression of one’s will. When it is in the heart it is will and when it is expressed in words it is poetry, and it must be expressed in words.

“Which poem should I incorporate first?”

Feng Qingyan pondered.

At this moment, a poem suddenly emerged in his mind. The literary energy in the palace of literature suddenly surged. As his thoughts and ideas continued to evolve, he recited with excitement after brewing his emotions: "The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. Once the warrior leaves, he will never return."

The literary energy surged all around, and a human-shaped black shadow assassin quickly emerged.

The Mo Ying assassin wore a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, so his face could not be seen clearly. He seemed to be a ball of ink, but his whole body exuded a chill that made people shudder.

With the appearance of the Ink Shadow Assassin, the valley suddenly became bleak with autumn winds and the streams became cold, filling the world with a desolate, tragic and solemn atmosphere.

Succeeded?
Feng Qingyan was delighted. He didn't expect it to be so easy.

As soon as he thought about it, Mo Ying flew away without hesitation, like an arrow that had risked everything on its life, never looking back.

The Ink Shadow Assassin is silent and difficult to detect in the dark.

It seems to blend into the night.

puff!
The ink shadow flew over ten feet in an instant, suddenly crashed into a big tree, and then collapsed and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Feng Qingyan frowned when he saw it, the power didn't seem to be enough.

He stood up and walked to the big tree, and found that the tree had been pierced by something. He reached out and touched it, and saw that the area around the hole had been shattered.

click-

The big tree fell down.

Feng Qingyan was shocked, the power seemed to be quite strong.

However, Mo Ying can only launch one attack, and will disappear after one attack. If he fails to hit the target, then...

Feng Qingyan looked at the fallen tree and began to think.

wrong!

It shouldn't be a single strike, but a target. Don't stop until you kill the target.

Feng Qingyan began to deduce, supplement and improve it constantly, preparing to integrate "Song of Yishui" into the first chapter of "Sitting and Discussing Taoism" and make it the first form of "Speaking fluently".

That is the first poem.

I don't know when, but it was already bright.

Feng Qingyan felt extremely tired and his energy was over-expended, so he had to go back to Jiaziyuan to rest.

The Zangshan Academy was in ecstasy over the sudden emergence of the sacred arts, and they became even more excited when they heard that anyone in the world could practice the sacred arts.

Feng Qingyan woke up, had breakfast and went to the Sutra Hall.

"I wonder if the holy art is about attack or defense?"

"It's still unknown, hard to say."

"I heard that the first chapter of the discussion was about speaking fluently..."

"What does it mean to speak fluently?"

During the lecture hall, the students were discussing excitedly.

Feng Qingyan was stunned when he heard this. Sit and discuss the Dao? Speak eloquently? Isn't this the Confucianism "Sitting and Discussing the Dao" that he created last night?

It's strange, how did they know?
"Girl, what's the matter with this sacred art of sitting and discussing it?" Feng Qingyan was surprised, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked Mu Yu who happened to arrive.

"Brother, don't you know?"

Mu Yu was a little stunned. The sudden emergence of the sacred technique had already caused a sensation in the world, but his senior brother didn't know about it?

If my senior brother had stayed in the library all night, I would be understandable if he didn't know.

After Feng Qingyan shook his head, Mu Yu started talking excitedly.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little stunned. Could it be that the "Sitting and Discussing Taoism" that he created unintentionally was the sacred art "Sitting and Discussing Taoism" that shocked the world?
impossible?

really?
He still knew that the sacred arts were created by saints.

Therefore, he was extremely shocked and could hardly believe that he had actually created a sacred art?

Also, he did not notice the visions such as the boundless holy light, the resonance of words, the thundering holy sound, and the flowers blooming in heaven and earth at that time, as his mind was always on deducing "sitting and discussing the Tao".

But he was relieved that no one was spying on him.

After a while, the old teacher walked in with a smile on his face, and all the students stood up and saluted.

"Do you know that the sage technique of sitting and discussing the Dao suddenly appeared last night?"

The old teacher smiled.

"know."

"How could I not know?"

The students responded one after another, still somewhat excited.

“Perhaps you all know that the sacred art of sitting and discussing the Dao does not require a great scholar to practice. As long as you open the Wen Palace, you can sense it…”

The old teacher became excited as he spoke.

Some students didn't know this and were shocked when they heard it, some couldn't believe it.

"Sir, can we really practice and discuss the Dao?"

A student said expectantly.

"Of course you can." The old teacher smiled and nodded, saying, "But you need to fight for the opportunity yourself. After all, the platform in front of the temple is so small that it can't accommodate everyone in the world."

"Sir, do you know who created the holy art of sitting and discussing the Dao?"

Another student asked,

"When the sacred art is not yet complete, if the master of the sacred art does not tell you, no one in the world can know it." The old teacher shook his head and said, "This is out of the protection of the master of the sacred art by the sacred way."

Feng Qingyan was somewhat surprised, but he could now integrate "Yi Shui Song" into his "fluent verse" with confidence.

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PS: Thanks to "林苏西、十十一毛、十殿震羅丶" for the reward!!
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