Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 849 Lin Su Enters the Literary World

On the front wall, there are countless names of people and introductions to countless achievements, but there is a whiteboard, which obviously had writing and images on it before, but now it is a whiteboard...

Luo Wuxin said, this person's name is Li Tianlei, the genius of the human race who was astonishingly talented thousands of years ago, left his name in Lingyan Pavilion.

However, this person made a big mistake and was expelled from the temple.

A person made a mistake, the temple was removed, and his name remained in Lingyan Pavilion, how could he guide the literati forward?So his name was erased, and because of this incident, the elders of the temple issued the rule: to leave a name in Lingyan Pavilion, it must be after death, so as to avoid disputes.

This is called "the conclusion can only be concluded after the coffin is closed"!
For this, Lin Su agrees!

Yes, before a person dies, it is not appropriate to become a positive model. If this guy becomes a positive model, he will mess around and overturn the car. The propaganda caliber cannot be controlled. Only he stretches his legs and eyes Once closed, when nothing can happen again, then he can really make a summary of his life's merits and demerits.

He nodded slightly: "Lingyan Pavilion is a place to guide disciples to the Dao. It is very important to leave a name. This new regulation is reasonable and reasonable. It is a matter of course...Brother Luo, what kind of big mistake did this Li Tianlei make?"

"This matter involves Tianhe Tribulation, it's quite sensitive, Brother Lin, it's better not to inquire about it!" Luo Wuxin said: "Go, go to the second floor and have a look!"

Tianhe Tribulation!
Lin Su's heart skipped a beat, this is the second time he has heard the term Tianhe Jie...

The first time, it was on the mountain of books...

Ming Wuyan told him that he came from the book "Tianhe Jie"...

Yasong, the saint of Shushan, told him that Tianhe Jie was not actually a book...

With some doubts, Lin Su went up to the second floor of Lingyan Pavilion...

The second floor of Lingyan Pavilion is the "Wen Gong Hall"!
What is Wengong?

Only those who have truly made outstanding contributions to Wen Dao will be rewarded!

What kind of outstanding contribution?

To open up the Wendao Road is a great achievement!
Write the Temple Book for credit!

Those who set an immortal record will be credited!
Regardless of whether other people are qualified to leave their names on this second floor, Lin Su obviously has the qualifications. However, it is impossible for him to find his name here, because he is not dead yet!

Luo Wuxin didn't seem to want to look at the various records on both sides, and walked leisurely without squinting: "Brother Lin entered the cabinet today, is it because he wants to break the literary world?"

"Yes!" Lin Su also spoke bluntly.

"The Lingyan Pavilion breaks the literary world, and the literary world incorporates the mighty power of the Holy Dao. The power is naturally different. Brother Lin chose to enter the world in the Lingyan Pavilion, which was unintentionally expected. However, there is one thing that Brother Lin does not know. ..."

"Brother Luo, please tell me!" Lin Su said.

"The entrance platform in Lingyan Pavilion is outside the third floor. If you want to enter the entrance platform, you must go to the holy incense first. Do you know this rule?"

"I will know now!"

"Since we don't know it now, the little brother's reminder is really necessary..." Luo Wuxin smiled mysteriously: "Brother Lin, do you know that there are only seventeen holy statues on the third floor?"

Lin Su's heart skipped a beat...

Luo Wuxin said: "Brother Lin is a military strategist with a literary heart, but on the holy pavilion, there is no holy statue of a military saint, but I don't know how this incense, brother Lin, can be practiced?"

On Lingyan Pavilion!

Bing Sheng Icon has been removed!

This is what Luo Wuxin told Lin Su!

Lin Su's heart has already been overwhelmed, and he is not feeling well at all...

The military palace was destroyed, and the military family was gone. He thought this was the biggest insult to a generation of heroes, but the insult was far more than that!On the Lingyan Pavilion, the most sacred place in the temple, there is no longer the icon of the Bingsheng!

His way is still there!
His people are eliminated in all directions!

Anyone who opens up a small new way of writing in the human race can leave a name in Lingyan Pavilion, shining forever and forever, a majestic saint, who has exhausted [-] black hairs, swept away the world with his own power, and created a life of hundreds of millions of miles for mankind. A real hero of space!His icon was moved out of Lingyan Pavilion!
All kinds of thoughts flowed from his mind, and turned into an ordinary sentence: "How do ordinary people burn incense?"

Luo Wuxin said: "This ancestor has three sticks of incense, and his ancestor has one stick of incense."

What is the original ancestor?

Which Wenxin school you choose, you are the descendant of this lineage, you should put three sticks of incense on the saints of this lineage, and put one stick of incense on each of the saints of other factions.

This is the rule of incense for ordinary people.

The temple has long been agreed upon.

However, this customary practice has become a shackle for Lin Su.

What he took was the Wenxin of the military family. It is reasonable to put three sticks of incense for the soldier saint and one stick of incense for the other seventeen saints. It is in line with the tradition and the rules, but the statue of the soldier saint is gone!
how do you get on
Lin Su looked up slowly: "Brother Luo, what would you do if you switched places with your brother?"

Luo Wuxin smiled and said: "If the younger brother is Brother Lin, take seventeen sticks of incense, one holy and one stick of incense!"

"Thank you Brother Luo for your advice!" Lin Su bowed and walked towards the entrance of the third floor pavilion.

Luo Wuxin didn't follow anymore, because he had already entered the third floor, he had already gone through the process of offering incense, and there was nothing to do, so naturally he had no reason to enter the third floor.

But his eyes followed Lin Su's back all the way, thoughtfully.

A voice beside him sounded softly: "Young master, I really believe now that you are trying to win him over!"

Following Jun Yue's voice, Jun Yue appeared beside Luo Wuxin.

This is the second floor. Jun Yue has obtained the status of the temple, so she can come, but she cannot enter the third floor.

Luo Wuxin smiled slightly: "You heard kindness from my suggestion?"

"Naturally, it's kindness... Could it be... Could it be that the young master's move is not kind?"

Luo Wuxin smiled and said, "It's meaningless to be kind, because what he's facing today is a malicious act, and no matter how you solve it, it will only bear bad results!"

"Why?" Jun Yue felt that her brain couldn't keep up, wasn't it just a scent?How complicated can it be?There are soldiers and holy statues, so you put three more incense sticks. Without the soldiers and holy statues, the responsibility is not on you. You just treat all saints equally and don’t mess with them. From this perspective, Luo Wuxin gave him The suggestions made are definitely rationalized suggestions, and they are definitely not malicious.

But why did the person who made this suggestion interpret the maliciousness himself?

She has to admit that she is not a person who plays with the way of writing. Although she has been working hard on the way of wisdom, she is obviously not a person of the way of wisdom. At least, she is separated from people of the way of wisdom at the level of Luo Wuxin and Lin Su. natural moat.

Lin Su got to the third floor.

In front of the third floor, there is a wall of writing.

As soon as Lin Su arrived, his name was displayed on it. His name was green, which meant that he met the conditions for entering the third floor.

There is also a gatekeeper on the third floor, and the elder gatekeeper smiled slightly: "Student Lin Su, do you want to enter the holy pavilion to offer incense?"

"Yes!" Lin Su said, "Three pillars of incense, thank you!"

"Three pillars?" The elder gatekeeper was slightly startled...

"Yes!"

Luo Wuxin's face changed slightly...

Obviously Lin Su's choice shocked him...

Lingyan Pavilion Seventeen Saints, you choose three sticks of incense?
Are you going to choose three over fourteen?
If you do this, you are courting death!

Jun Yue's eyes were also wide open, and she didn't understand what Lin Su was doing...

Lin Su didn't care about everyone's eyes at all, took the three sticks of incense handed by the elder, and walked up...

Lingyan Pavilion, there are seventeen holy statues!
In the middle are the Confucian saints, followed by Taoism, Fa, Mohism, music, yin and yang, painting, wisdom, miscellaneous, chess, agriculture, calligraphy, vertical and horizontal, medicine...

Every saint is kind-hearted, gentle and refined...

The light of the holy way hovered between their eyebrows, and the whole pavilion was extremely transparent and holy...

Lin Su strode forward, one step, two steps, three steps...

He raised his hand, and a stick of incense burned in the wind: "One stick of incense, respect heaven!"

Chi!
The incense is inserted into the middle of the high platform!
The second stick of incense comes out...

"Two pillars of incense, respectfully!"

"Three pillars of incense! Respect!"

Three incense burn together...

Lin Su bowed deeply!

Outside the pavilion, Luo Wuxin frowned suddenly...

The elder gatekeeper frowned...

But Jun Yue's eyes lit up: "Master, he...has he solved the problem? I don't think there is anything wrong with the incense he puts on!"

Luo Wuxin slowly opened his eyes: "It's not just that there's nothing wrong with it? This is the only solution to this problem. What a Lin Su, she really doesn't leak water..."

"My lord, tell me, what is the difficulty of this problem..."

Luo Wuxin explained, and the confusion in Jun Yue's eyes gradually dissipated, and she finally understood where the difficulty lies...

This problem is difficult to choose!

There are seventeen saints in the holy pavilion, but Lin Su's family saint is not among them.

Burning incense under such circumstances is a paradox that nothing can be done.

The prevailing rule in the temple is: three sticks of incense are offered to the patriarchs of the family, and one stick of incense to other patriarchs, which embodies "respecting the teacher and respecting the way".

However, Lin Su's family patriarch is gone, and this rule will not work.

Luo Wuxin gave Lin Su a suggestion, since the patriarch of the family is gone, you should offer a stick of incense to each of the other patriarchs and treat each other as equals.This suggestion seems reasonable at first glance, but as long as you implement it, you will fall into another trap: You give each other a stick of incense to other ancestors, which seems fair and no one can be messed with, but your own ancestor has no incense , is your own ancestor fair?
yes!Your patriarch isn't here anyway, so he can't raise his opinion, but what do you think?Do you have no regrets in your heart?no shadows?Not dissatisfied?If you show this dissatisfaction, you are rebelling against the temple, and you are courting death!If you don't show it, the seeds of shadow, dissatisfaction, anger, and suspicion will accumulate in your heart, and it will also affect your literary heart. If your literary heart is not transparent, you will never enter the literary world!
That's why Luo Wuxin said that it was malicious!
It can only bear bad results!
This malice was not caused by Luo Wuxin, not by Lin Su, but by the temple!
The removal of the holy statue of soldiers from the temple makes all those who have a military heart lose their psychological belonging. When they step into the Lingyan Pavilion, they will have inner demons, which is essentially the abandonment of the way of soldiers.

There is a reason why the people of the world despise the way of war. If you choose this way, you will be restricted by all aspects.

Entering the literary world in Lingyan Pavilion, the restrictions on military skills are just one of them!

It's complicated to say.

But Lin Su faced this complicated situation, and faced with the process of offering incense that was wrong no matter what he did, he made a change...

He is not obsessed with a certain saint...

He has three sticks of incense, one respects the sky, the second respects the earth, and the third respects the Tao!

The way of heaven is originally above the way of the holy, so it is natural to respect the sky first.

The sky is the father, and the earth is the mother. It is right to respect the sky and then the earth.

And Jingdao, it is really mysterious...

He respects Tao!
Did not refer to a particular way!
He completely ignores the difference between the Dao and the Dao. He conceptualizes the Dao to a high degree, ignores all the representative figures on each Dao, and ignores the personalized labels of these people. He respects the common "Holy Dao"!
This incense does not respect people, but respects Dao!
Right or wrong!
Lin Su finished his three incense sticks. He walked towards the side door before passing through the statues of the saints. An ancient side door opened and then closed silently behind him. Lin Su's eyes suddenly opened up. He felt that he was no longer in the world...

This is a triangular platform, outside the platform, fairy mist surrounds...

There is no human voice, no human figure, no fragrance of flowers and birds, no fragrance of ancient books and ink, just a lonely triangular platform with its back against the holy wall and facing the void, without knowing the way forward.

This is the entry platform!

The literary world varies from person to person, and there is no fixed template!

What kind of person you are, what kind of world you will have!

The only thing that the holy way can support you is the three-foot foundation under your feet, and the thousands of rules of the holy way behind you...

Lin Su sat cross-legged and closed his eyes...

To the east of Lingyan Pavilion, three thousand miles away...

A small black pavilion stands on top of the blue waves, it seems to be only a square inch, but there is another hole in the pavilion.

On the top of the pavilion, a young man in black looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and there were waves surging in his eyes. It seemed that the sea of ​​ink outside had driven his pupils, or his pupils had dominated the sea of ​​ink.

Behind him, an open ancient book was flipping gently in the wind...

It is a very peaceful and peaceful scene...

Suddenly, a black light appeared in the book, and a figure came out from the book, bowing: "Master, I have found out about Lin Su."

"Come on!" the black-clothed boy spoke with an old and stretched voice.

He is the elder Hei that Lin Su had met once, and the figure that came out of the book was Ye Wushuang who appeared at Lin Su's initiation ceremony.

"He just entered Lingyan Pavilion, the process of offering incense is quite interesting..."

After Ye Wushuang finished speaking...

Elder Hei sighed: "It's hard for him!"

The four words are full of sentimentality and comfort.

"Master, with his three sticks of incense, this disciple has interpreted his difficulties and his ability to react on the spot. I wonder if there are some hidden things that this disciple cannot interpret for a while, so I would like to ask Master to enlighten me!"

Old Hei said: "My teacher interpreted another thing, but I don't know if it's his original intention! How about this, you go to Lingyan Pavilion, and when he leaves the pavilion, ask him to explain it to Moge face to face!"

"Yes!" Ye Wushuang's figure disappeared and merged into the pages of the book, which turned over in the wind and then slowly stopped.

Lingyan Pavilion, the entrance platform!
Lin Su sat for a day and a night!
Finally, he straightened out everything about the literary world, and his Wenxin, Wenshan, Literary World, and Wengen have also been fully understood...

A silver light flashed between his brows...

"Foundation!"

Silently, the nine-petalled green lotus flew out at the same time, forming a huge green lotus, stretching between the sky and the earth.

"Hua Dao!"

A peak rises from the ground, with green orioles flying on it, and the green orioles land on the peak, and the first poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers" appears on the giant peak!Kaishan Ci, the beginning of Ci!

The rainbow is all over the sky, and more than ten ci cards he created fly out one after another, turning into all kinds of scenery in the mountains, with buildings, pavilions, water, bridges and bright moons!
The second peak rises from the ground, interpreting the wonderful scenery of the West Lake. There are people with boats, towers and broken bridges. Two giant snakes rise through the sky, and three big characters "Legend of the White Snake" are written in the void. This is the peak of his novel.

The two avenues turned into two peaks.

Under the peak, there are thousands of miles of Tianyuan, which is the result of his farm achievement "Qi Min Yao Shu".

On the side of the countryside, there are people with small bridges and flowing water, which is the embodiment of his poetry.

The boundless beauty blends together in a flash, interpreting the essence of painting, which is embodied in his "One Painting Theory".

Outside Gaofeng's garden, a picture of eight trigrams suddenly appeared, which was transformed by his yin and yang way.

Outside the gossip map, a fortified city is surrounded on all sides, which is transformed by his ink way.

On the city wall, the military flags are flying, and countless military formations have turned into the most powerful guardians in this area, which is the result of his military skills.

The cool breeze blows, and the wonderful music floats in the air, which is transformed by his music.

So far, all the things he carved on the Jiumian literary world have turned into projections in his literary world and become an integral part of his literary world.

"Boundary!" Lin Su spat out two words!
There was a bang, and there was a thunder in the sky...

A ray of holy light tore through the sky, interpreting all kinds of wonders in the literary world. The golden light poured into his literary world like flowing water, and the literary world was golden, and his literary energy quickly transformed into a golden boundary energy. Lin Su successfully broke through. Enter the literary world!
And it's not an ordinary literary world!

Wen Daobo world!

The holy light poured into his body for two whole hours, Lin Su was like a golden Buddha sitting upright in the golden light, even the tip of his hair was golden in color.

Finally, the holy light disappeared completely, and Lin Su slowly opened his eyes, looking quietly at the literary world he had created. , he was still excited.

Isn't this literary world too powerful?

With a single thought, all battle poems can be launched simultaneously, including "Manjianghong", including "Broken Form" and other ancient poems handed down from generation to generation!

In a single thought, all words can be turned into blades that kill enemies!
In just one thought, "Swordsman" can become a song of war, reaping the lives of the enemy!

In one thought, the army formation can be encircled, and the 36 tactics can be done as one likes!
What is even more unbelievable is that Lin Su even set up a peerless killing formation in this world of literature and art!
A group event that originally required 36 people to play, in this literary world, he can play alone!
However, considering that the essence of the formation is to use the power of heaven and earth, in his literary world, he can only use his own power. However, his own power covers three ways, and the formation of a joint force is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. ?
Preliminary estimates, the power of the peerless killing array in his body, the second level of killing Yuantian probably cannot be killed, but killing the first level of Yuantian is definitely possible!
He has grown step by step to the level where he can directly stand shoulder to shoulder with the masters of Yuantian Realm.

This surprise, this sense of security made Lin Su quite excited.

There is another weight, Lin Su is even more excited...

That is the most powerful and most defiant part of the blogging world. It is not like the general literary world. Once it is finalized, it cannot be upgraded. The blogging world can be upgraded. How to upgrade?
As long as you keep making breakthroughs in the literary world, every achievement you create can eventually be projected in the literary and professional world, turning it into a kinetic energy for the upgrading of the professional world.

At present, the blog world has integrated nine ways.

However, he can integrate all the literary ways...

Wen Dao is respected!

Lin Su understood a little bit!
Wen Dao is really powerful, the literary world, in the realm of Wen Dao, is just equivalent to the law of heaven and earth, but its plasticity, its actual power...

Ha ha……

Lin Su blinked, and the literary world disappeared. He stood up slowly, stepped out of the entrance platform, passed through Lingyan Pavilion again, and descended the 81 steps step by step.

Outside Lingyan Pavilion, there was no Luo Wuxin, and not many people paid attention.

Because of his boundary breaking on the entrance stage, the outside world will not be disturbed. This is the protection rule set by the temple, and this is also the root of the mystery of Lingyan Pavilion's entry into the boundary.

However, he still saw a person, a person who was particularly impressive.

"Brother Ye!" Lin Su smiled at Ye Wushuang.

"Brother Lin, the younger brother came here on a special trip to invite Brother Lin to the Mo Pavilion for a talk!" Ye Wushuang bowed with a literati salute.

Lin Su said with a smile: "Little brother came to the temple this time, and he originally planned to visit the Mo Pavilion. Brother Ye greeted him personally, how dare you take it as it is?"

Ye Wushuang smiled: "It's good to have a plan, Brother Lin, please!"

"Please!"

With a chirping sound, the two pierced through the sky and shot towards the east...

Enter the ink pavilion, first cross the ink sea.

Mohai is inaccessible to ordinary people, but Ye Wushuang is naturally not an ordinary person. The two flew directly close to the surface of the sea. Lin Su's eyes sank, and he saw a chessboard below. On the chessboard, black and white are vertical and horizontal. , Lin Su's chess skills are only mediocre, so he can't see which side has the upper hand, he only knows that the black and white chess games are facing each other, and they should fall into a stalemate.

The ink sea is originally a blue wave, but under the black and white chessboard, there is a clear division, with white water on the left and black water on the right.

The underwater undercurrent is stirring...

"That side is the White Pavilion!" Ye Wushuang said, "This side is the Mo Pavilion!"

The black and white double pavilions occupy a sea, with the white sea on the left and the ink sea on the right.

On the side of the sea of ​​ink, it is not oppressive, with red flowers and green trees, a myriad of scenes, countless pavilions, countless disciples, countless rare birds and animals, and countless pastoral scenery.

Lin Su had a deep suspicion in his heart, but he didn't know Ye Wushuang very well, so he was embarrassed to mention it.

This suspicion stems from a sentence Hei Lao once said.

Old Hei said: There is only this old man in the Mo Pavilion, you will know when you arrive!
Is this one person?

More than 1 people!

What is the meaning of Hei Lao?

Soon, Ye Wushuang led him straight to the top of the highest pavilion. Lin Su collected all his thoughts and faced a heavyweight figure in his temple: Hei Lao.

"Master!" Ye Wushuang bowed deeply: "Lin Changxing has been brought here, and this disciple will leave!"

The voice fell, the figure disappeared, and before the case, the old black hand that Lin Su had seen before gently raised the book he was reading, raised his eyes, looked at Lin Su, and smiled slowly...

Lin Su took a step forward: "See Elder Hei!"

"Young master Lin, are you safe?"

"With the protection of Mr. Hei, the students can move forward step by step!" Lin Su said.

"Do what you should do, protect the person you should protect, it is the responsibility of old age!" Old Hei waved lightly: "Sit!"

A stool appeared out of thin air and placed under Lin Su.

"Thank you for sitting!"

Old Hei asked, "Will you drink tea or drink?"

Together, Lin Su handed a small bag to Elder Hei: "This is the top Baiyunbian of the Lin family. I wanted to present it to my seniors that day, but I failed. I made a special trip to present it today. I also want to thank my colleagues with this hometown wine!"

"good!"

Old Hei drank a cup of Baiyunbian in one gulp, he drank the second cup of Baiyunbian in one gulp, and he stopped the third cup of Baiyunbian: "I told you that day, there is only me in Moge, and today you There are as many as ten thousand people who have seen it, are you a little puzzled?"

(End of this chapter)