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Chapter 112: Inkstone Boat, Wu Gou Frost and Snow

The sea of ​​literature is boundless.

Chen Xu was in the examination room, but his mind was vaguely following Wen Hai and entering that vast world.

What kind of world is this?
But I see the deep sky and the sea of ​​stars.

As several waves splashed, an inkstone swayed, like a small boat, and rose from the waves of the sea of ​​stars.

Inkstone, small boat!
Chen Xu was lost in thought, and at this moment, he seemed to have turned into a ray of dust light, or a mayfly.

He floated and landed in the inkstone boat.

Endless information is pouring in.

The sea of ​​literature is like a sea of ​​suffering, and the inkstone is the boat in the sea.

If the soul falls into it and can travel with the boat and reach the other side, then it means that the practice has been successful.

This road is destined to be long and full of waves. When you step into the boat, you don’t even know where the other side is.

No one else can save you along the way, you can only save yourself, strive to save yourself, and then move forward!

Don't compete with others, only compete with yourself.

It is the me of the day before yesterday, the me of yesterday, the me of today, and the me of the future.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, there is no other shore in sight.

However, such a vast world did not confuse Chen Xu.

On the contrary, although he was standing at the bow of the boat like a mayfly at this moment, he was actually filled with heroic spirit.

The road ahead is long and arduous, but I will continue to search for it.

It’s just a matter of taking one step at a time, braving the wind and waves, and seeking.

At this moment, several waves jumped into the inkstone from the sea of ​​stars. In the center of the inkstone, the ink pool was like a rising pond, and the water overflowed in an instant.

Then the next moment, the inkstone under Chen Xu's feet suddenly grew bigger and wider.

It turned out that the waves that leaped into the inkstone were all transformed from the Qingyan poems he had written earlier, including "Gong Ci", "Song of the Harem", and "Flowers Are Not Flowers: Presented to Zhenniang"...

There are also "The Knight-errant Man's Song", "A General's Success Will Last Forever", and "Ode to the Moon over the Spring Mountains".

And there is also the article "Pingshan Mince" he wrote in the academy examination hall!
One after another, the brilliant words poured into the ink pool and turned into literary energy. Chen Xu stood alone at the bow of the boat, facing the waves.

At this moment, he was like a speck of dust, a mayfly, or even the boundless sea of ​​stars and the vast blue sky.

Chen Xu was immersed in the wonderful shock that Wen Hai brought to him.

The surging literary energy rolled in the ink pool and also rolled in his heart.

What is the use of literary spirit?

When the literary spirit is mighty, it can ward off all evil; when it rises, it can soar to the heavens. If the literary spirit can penetrate this sea of ​​stars, it can even illuminate the sun and moon, and obscure the mountains and rivers...

Although there was no one to guide Chen Xu at this moment, Chen Xu actually understood a little bit of it on his own.

Until a leisurely bell rang——

Boom!
The Juntian Bell rang again.

Boom, boom, boom!

The bell rings and the scroll is collected.

The bell rings three times, closing the show.

The exam ended like this.

Chen Xu woke up as if from a dream and returned to reality.

But the sunlight was slanting and the examination room was noisy.

The examiner was in charge of collecting the papers, and the guards were still shouting, "Silence, silence! Stop writing! If you continue writing, you will be treated as cheating!"

"Those who have handed in their papers, please leave immediately and do not linger."

There seemed to be a tug of war in the examination room, and a voice said anxiously, "Be gentle, hey, please be gentle, don't put the test paper askew."

"Why are you putting it crooked? Shangguan has already taught me how to collect the paper. Do I need you to teach me? What? You want to cheat?"

Who can respond to such words?
The examinees stopped moving, and the clerk urged them on: "Go, go, go, hurry up!"

There was also a clerk who covered his nose while collecting the papers and said, "Oh, it stinks! This scholar is really not polite."

……

For many scholars, the greatest insult they have ever suffered in their lives may be this experience in the examination hall.

It's so absurd and ridiculous.

Seeing all these things, Chen Xu felt that the literary energy that was originally swirling in the inkstone seemed to be settling down.

He felt the wonderful feeling brought to him by the newly opened sea of ​​literature, and stood up to wait for the clerk to come and collect the papers.

It was an inspector who came to Chen Xu in person. The inspector said nothing, but just turned his head to glance at the clerk beside him.

The clerk hurriedly opened a sealed wooden box and put Chen Xu's test paper into it quickly and neatly.

Especially the one at the top with the test poem written on it, the clerk was very light and careful when he picked up the paper.

The examiner nodded slightly to Chen Xu.

Chen Xu immediately responded with a bow.

The examiner smiled and turned away.

He only whispered to the clerk beside him, "I have been an instructor at the Wenyuan Academy in Tiannan Dao for many years. I have met many talented people from all over Tiannan. I originally thought that Yunjiang Prefecture was a bit remote.

Now it seems that Yunjiang Mansion is not bad either."

The clerk laughed and said, "Instructor Ge, Yunjiang is also a prefecture after all, isn't it?"

Instructor Ge said, "That's true."

The two people's voices gradually faded away, but Chen Xu, with his sharp ears and eyes, heard the conversation clearly.

His expression gradually became a little strange, and he always suspected that these words were said deliberately to him.

……

After that, the crowd gradually increased, and Chen Xu left the examination room and exited the Imperial Academy together with other students.

At the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall, even louder noises came.

The voices kept coming back: "It's out, it's out. How did you do on the test? Did you pass?"

"Oh, you're obviously tired. Why do you look so bad? Come on, go back and rest."

Suddenly, there were several more screams: "Someone fainted!"

"Hurry, come quickly, doctor!"

"The doctor is here..."

Outside the Imperial College, candidates fainted, and doctors were waiting. This was common. While it might have been okay during the Imperial College exam, it was said that several people would die during each of the nine consecutive days of intense testing during the Provincial Examination.

In the surging crowd, Chen Xu saw Master Wu standing next to a carriage on the side of the road, waiting for him in person!

Chen Xu immediately strode towards Wu Zhengze.

The sea of ​​literature was successfully opened up, and he felt as if something had changed about himself, yet it also seemed as if nothing had changed.

He also wanted to ask Master Wu how to use literary energy specifically.

Just at this moment, Chen Xu suddenly felt as if some strange gaze was staring at him.

He turned his head and saw a small head with thorns standing up, quietly leaning against the wall at the entrance of the alley on the side of the teahouse opposite, looking towards him.

When Chen Xu turned around to look, the little guy waved at him excitedly.

It turned out to be the hedgehog demon Wei Yuan.

Chen Xu smiled and was about to respond, but the little demon suddenly retracted its head, and its entire body instantly sank into the ground at the entrance of the alley and disappeared without a trace.

In the next moment, a shrill cat cry was heard.

Ding-ling-ling, a ghostly figure seemed to flash by.

In the teahouse across the street, the waiter complained in frustration, "I don't know where these wild cats came from lately, running around in the alleys.

It's impossible to catch them, they fly so fast it's scary, and they make a lot of noise at night."

Chen Xu's heart sank slightly, and he suddenly thought of the saying "Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles."

In the sea of ​​literature, the inkstone floats with the waves.

The literary energy in the ink pool suddenly rolled out and turned into an ethereal Wu hook, appearing out of thin air beside Chen Xu.

When Wu Gou appears, it is actually transparent.

At that time, the sun shone on the earth, but no one had ever seen this Wu Gou.

Only the naughty cat that had appeared again at the side of the teahouse let out a scream of "meow" and suddenly its hair stood up.

The demon puppet suddenly turned around and ran deep into the alley.

The Wu Gou flashed beside Chen Xu, almost before he could consciously urge it, and in an instant it crossed a distance of dozens of feet on its own and slashed suddenly.

"Meow--"

It was too far away, and Chen Xu couldn't actually see the scene in the distance.

But just by hearing the sound, coupled with some strange sensation, he could suddenly vaguely sense that Wu Gou had scratched the fur of the demon puppet.

A white cat skeleton suddenly jumped out from the torn fur, then picked up the tattered fur, turned around and jumped onto the side wall of the courtyard.

He limped away.

Chen Xu only felt his heart pounding. In the sea of ​​literature, the inkstone was still floating with the waves, and the literary energy inside was rolling, as if wanting to pursue the victory again.

Chen Xu finally controlled his impulse and stopped chasing. He had not yet learned how to resist the death curse of the demon puppet.

The power behind the Demonic Puppet is too mysterious and powerful, so now is not the time to expose oneself.

As for just now——

Just now, the literary energy was surging, and Wu Gou took the initiative to attack. It seemed that Wu Gou had its own spiritual consciousness, but in fact, it was not the case.

In fact, it was Chen Xu’s own heart that was moved.

He had long been annoyed with the Demonic Puppet and had always had the urge to get rid of it as soon as possible.

It’s just that he had controlled this impulse very well in the past, and today when his sea of ​​literature was formed, his spiritual power was stronger than ever before.

So much so that before his mind had any idea and his reason had given any instructions, his heart had already made the decision.

Could this feeling of having an uncontrolled mind be the legendary... restless heart?
Chen Xu tried hard to concentrate his mind and thought of the ugly monkey he had seen in the star-studded formation before.

At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder, was it really a living monkey?

Is it possible that it was actually Mr. Zhou’s “monkey mind”?
If the mind monkey were to become a physical entity, how powerful would that mind monkey be?
And now, Chen Xu seems to have his own "monkey in his heart".

No no no…this is not it!

Absolutely not!
How can we compare a momentary impulse to a monkey heart out of thin air?
You know, this kind of thing won't happen unless you don't think about it. If you think about it too much...

"Chen Xu!"

Just as Chen Xu's emotions were churning and he could barely contain himself, he suddenly heard a thunderous roar in his ears: "Chen Xu, wake up!"

When the shout arose, it was like thunder exploding in the sea of ​​literature.

In the rolling waves, the inkstone boat rises and falls.

Suddenly, the innate Qi that had been dormant in the Dantian suddenly jumped upwards.

The rich power flowed through his limbs and meridians, and Chen Xu suddenly felt his mind clear.

All the delusions disappeared without a trace under the support of the powerful force at this moment, and in an instant he met Wu Zhengze's happy and worried gaze.

Wu Zhengze asked Chen Xu: "Just now in the examination room, you wrote another poem that turned to smoke, right?
Did you open up the sea of ​​literature ahead of time?"

Chen Xu calmed his frantic heartbeat, and the innate Qi flowed endlessly in his body.

An increasingly strong sense of power filled his body, and the original feeling of being top-heavy was naturally alleviated a lot.

At this time, Chen Xu's attributes were displayed on the Food Cauldron Heavenly Book.

It turned out to be:

[Essence: 162]

[Qi and Blood: 162]

[Spirit: 199]

He always maintains a three-way balance when adding attribute points to himself, and never deliberately leans towards any one side.

But at this moment, the attributes of his spirit are clearly much stronger than his essence and blood.

He did not deliberately add more spirit to himself.

The surge in spiritual power is due to the opening up of the sea of ​​literature!

Chen Xu regained his composure and was about to answer Wu Zhengze, but he heard Wu Zhengze sigh and say:

"Being born with talent isn't always a good thing. You haven't even gone through the long grind of training, yet you've already opened up a world of literature.

I’m afraid that your physical body cannot support the sea of ​​literature, and your energy and blood are not enough to support your spirit.

Easy to be extremely wise..."

Wu Zhengze never uttered the four words "Extreme wisdom will lead to harm".

Chen Xu looked at the teacher in front of him with a worried look, and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

(End of this chapter)