Dao fruit.

Strolling in the Pan family library, looking at the labels on it, Qiu Yan pulled out one or two ancient books from time to time.

Behind him, the servant followed step by step, but this person didn't know that Qiu Yan seemed to be wandering aimlessly, but he went around the library, leaving a little bit of divine power under his feet every step he took, form invisible traces.

Walking, I arrived at the depths of the library, looking at the murals on the innermost wall, Qiu Yanhun’s Zibu bookshelves trembled and jumped, and the fragmentary slips from "Encouraging Learning" erupted with Taoism , scattered out, through the wall, echoing the bamboo slips in the dark grid behind the wall.

Qiu Yan's aura suddenly changed, causing the servant behind him to move.

He just wanted to take a closer look, but at this moment Qiu Yan asked, "Is there any allusion to the murals on the wall? Look at the handwriting, it's extraordinary."

Qiu Yan has already experienced the peculiarity of this mural. When he absorbed the breath of a sage in the dark space, he once triggered the restriction on the mural, causing the characters on the mural to move slowly.

However, apart from this point, this mural is also a masterpiece in terms of the brushwork of the painting alone, giving people a sense of lifelikeness and exuding a solemn artistic conception.

Hearing this question, the servant immediately said: "This painting is the work of a great calligrapher and painter in the Dayan Dynasty. It describes the scene of Sun Sheng's lectures in Shu. My Pan family is known as the disciple of the saint, and my ancestors have heard of it before." Sun Sheng lectures." When he said this, he had a proud expression, obviously proud of being a slave of the Pan family.

Nodding his head, Qiu Yan praised him a few words, and then stopped talking. He took out two books from the bookcase, found a chair and sat down, while the servant waited aside, not leaving for a moment.

"The Pan family really values ​​this library. This servant is called Shi Hou, but he is actually a surveillance."

He didn't tell the truth, just read the book with peace of mind.

The Pan Mansion's collection of books is extremely valuable. In this era, printing has not yet been popularized, and there is only the method of engraving. One printing costs a lot, and it is not for the rich and noble people who can't afford it. This restricts the spread of knowledge and makes the rare books more valuable. As a result, a large number of talents came out of the aristocratic family, forming a monopoly on the imperial examination to a certain extent.

Of course, this is not absolute. The birth of the imperial examination system was originally a means for the rulers to compete with the aristocratic families and expand the basis of their rule. Up to now, many new aristocratic families have been born, which has diluted the ranks of nobles and created differences and conflicts within the aristocratic families. conflict.

Although Qiu Yan has ideas about this, he is only a scholar now, and it is not his turn to intervene.

After looking at it for a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to the servant beside him: "The commander asked me to write a piece of calligraphy before, now is the right time, why not write it here."

When the servant heard this, his face was filled with joy: "Very good, sir, please wait, I'll go get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone right away." He said these words quickly, exuding joy.

Qiu Yan's calligraphy attainments have been spread throughout the Yuanning Mansion these days, and there is a faint tendency to spread to the entire Jiannan Road, but there are not many Dacheng calligraphy that have really been handed down to the world, and this servant only knows that the Yamen and the Zhang Mansion have collected There are two.

Things are rare.

Now, this newly promoted calligrapher wants to splash ink at home and leave his calligraphy. How can this servant not be happy?And if this matter is done, if he says a few more words in front of the second young master, it is very likely that he will turn it into his own merit, which will benefit a lot, and of course he will do his best.

Not long after, the pen and ink were all ready, Qiu Yan spread out the paper, and was about to write, when he stopped writing suddenly, and said to the servant: "Draw the curtains, the sun is dazzling."

"Yes, let's do it."

When he was ready, Qiu Yan pondered for a while, as if he was brewing, and then wrote the first sentence——

The gentleman said: You can't stop learning.

This is the first sentence of "Encouraging Learning". As soon as a few words fell on the paper, Qi and blood immediately rose. In the slightly dark study room, heat emerged, causing the moisture in the air to condense and evaporate, and a breath of water rose up. Group of steam.

The servant standing aside didn't even dare to breathe, and watched the scene before him cautiously, feeling horrified in his heart.

"It's no wonder that Qiu Yan has become famous. When he writes, his aura is really extraordinary, and there are strange phenomena appearing!"

However, what he didn't know was that this little bit of water vapor was deliberately done by Qiu Yan, and he used the streamer technique to conceal his eyes so that his movements could not be noticed.

Then, with a thought, Qiu Yan's soul came out from the top of his head.

The curtains in the library were all drawn, and the light was dim. Qiu Yan stared at the sky again, and his resistance to the sun had improved a lot. With the curtains closed, he was indoors again, and he was not affected much after leaving his body.

Then the sky hun mist spread, filling one side, so that Qiu Yan could grasp part of the fate of the physical body, and respond in time if danger occurred, and then the hun turned around, and the Zibu bookshelf flew out.

shock!

The wall deep in the library suddenly vibrated, causing the whole building to shake slightly, but the servants who were blinded by life and deception couldn't find it.

In the mural, those listeners turned their heads suddenly and looked at Shenghun. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely feel horrified, as if they were seeing ghosts in daylight.

Then, the people in the painting who turned their heads stood up one after another, took a step, and tended to walk down from the wall!

The entire mural suddenly erupted with an astonishing wave of breath, grand and mighty, and it was about to infiltrate from the library!

"This mural is really not simple, and it may also be a treasure! But this treasure belongs to the Pan family, and it belongs to the owner."

Thinking in this way, Qiu Yan's thoughts jidàng in his life hun, and the black hole in his hun radiated spiritual thoughts, and the traces of divine power in various parts of the library exploded and turned into curtains, forming a divine power barrier.

These traces were left by Qiu Yan when he was traveling in the library just now.

As soon as the barrier was erected, the aura of the mural was locked inside, but this aura was huge, layered on top of each other, filling the barrier in a blink of an eye, and there was a tendency to expand it!

"Time waits for no one. After a long time, it is difficult to restrain this breath with the barrier of divine power alone."

At this point, Zibu's bookshelf flew straight out, and the fragmented slip of exhortation to study came out along the way, exuding a soothing and calming atmosphere. The artistic conception of forging ahead rises up and impacts the murals.

The two-pronged approach actually stopped those who were about to walk out of the mural.

It's been a while since I got the fragmentary bamboo slips, and what's more, I've heard a few scratches from the ancient eight-character seal. Qiu Yan's understanding of xingxiu has deepened, which is completely different from the last time he came here, and the methods he can use are gradually increasing.

After comforting the listeners, Shenghun hurried past them, feeling their aura, Qiu Yan was secretly startled.

"The figures in these paintings are full of momentum, and none of them are inferior to Tang Lai. Could it be that they all have extraordinary cultivation?"

Just as he was thinking, a heavy artistic conception suddenly surged in front of him!

Qiu Yan is no stranger to this pressure. When he was condensing the fragments of "Encouraging Learning", he had come into contact with it before. He knew it was the breath of the sage's notes. On the mural, the old man led by Gao Guanbo bumped into each other.

Then, with a sound of "poof", the soul passed through the painting and merged into the dark grid.

Face to face, the continuous seal characters transformed by the sages' articles swarmed in, vast and endless, bursting out with heavy pressure, and even the fragmented slips of exhortation to learn were affected and tended to collapse.

At this moment, another scroll of bamboo slips flew out from the Zibu bookshelf——

Yasheng article.

boom!

Qiu Yan's life and perception roared!

The two sage breaths collided, and a series of sparks burst out!

This is a spark of thought!

In an instant, the heavy pressure that filled everywhere was drawn by Yasheng's article, and the thoughts of the two saints collided, confronted, merged, borrowed, confronted and refuted, bursting out bursts of pulsation, bouncing around.

Qiu Yan's life was shrouded in this turmoil, and he was in a trance. He vaguely saw two figures sitting and discussing the Tao, each talking about the truth of heaven and earth. A word, a word, once uttered, was engraved in the long river of history. At first, it was just the words of a family. But it was publicized by later generations, praised by emperors and generals, promoted by officials and subordinates, and known to the common people, and gradually became popular and integrated into public opinion.

Then, history flowed, dynasties rose and fell, but public opinion never died.

Emperors and generals are destroyed, great families migrate, officials and subordinates are replaced, but those words originating from ancient times and middle ages have been handed down. After thousands of generations, they have grown and grown together with the public opinion, and gradually spread all over the world, even passing through barriers faintly, spreading to further afield.

The orthodox order between heaven and earth is difficult to shake even the gods!

As the source of all these, although the sages' notes are made of ordinary paper and ordinary bamboo, they are the source of order in the world, can mobilize the power of order, and possess great power.

This point, when the power of two sages collides, is undoubtedly obvious!

In a trance, Qiu Yan seemed to see that era that was blooming with brilliance. The hun was gradually distorted, tending to evolve into seal characters, staggering, as if it would merge into the thoughts of the sages, but the hun trembled, Immediately startled, come back to God, all kinds of fantasies are gone.

"It's so dangerous! If it weren't for the thought of my deity and another avatar, my life would be assimilated by the sage's article and turned into a ray of order between heaven and earth! Even though it has power, it is only a part of other people's reason!"

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan couldn't help being afraid, but he still remembered the purpose of coming here, so he immediately suppressed his emotions and expanded his perception.

"The two forces of sages restrain each other, which is the time to implement the plan."

When the thought fell, the Zibu bookshelf flew out, spinning in the air, releasing strands of absorbing power.

The bamboo slips describing "Encouraging Learning" had already been spread out in order to compete with Yasheng's thoughts, and now they were pulled by the force of absorption, and immediately condensed paragraphs of articles and circulated them.

In the next moment, the residual slips of "Encouraging Learning" in Zibu's bookshelf expanded and improved, and it was only a matter of time before the entire article was condensed.

However, the main purpose of Qiu Yan's visit this time was not just to condense this sage article.

"Since the Pan family has this volume of sage's notes, it is natural to use it as the foundation of the family to suppress the luck of the entire family. If I use this as a basis, I can bypass the official atmosphere and the dragon atmosphere, and go straight to the life of the Pan family. !"

As soon as his thoughts changed, Qiu Yan's soul parted with a thought, and it fluttered into the scroll of bamboo slips. rs! .