Great Blue Night Watchman

Once the two channels were opened, the peak of painting in Lin Su's body rose another three feet, which was only three feet lower than the peak of novels and poetry! It belongs to the second height of the nine pillars in his body.

As soon as this three-dimensional painting appeared, the strong wind suddenly tripled, and the sea of ​​clouds within ten thousand feet was swept away.

The voice in the air seemed to be a little panicked: "The sea of ​​clouds is 33,300 feet wide, what else do you have? Just come!"

Lin Su said: "In that case, let me open two more courses to give you a long experience!"

Two gold papers flew out of his hand at the same time...

"This one is called 'manga'!"

This time, the bamboo is no longer realistic, but takes on a strange shape. However, the exaggeration and lightness inside jump out directly from the paper.

On another piece of gold paper, the ink from Lin Su's pen suddenly flew out. Five strange bamboos stood in a strange bamboo garden. They did not look like bamboos, but their shape and artistic conception were unparalleled.

"I named this painting 'Impression'!"

There were two blue lights in the sky, and the holy voice sounded...

Announcing the birth of two new painting paths!

The four paintings were erected at the same time, and the strong wind suddenly became boundless. With a roar, the painting clouds in front of him were swept away. Lin Su laughed loudly: "Your painting skills are nothing more than this!"

Rise through the sky and cross the sea of ​​clouds.

Excerpt: Upstairs, Wu Feng's face was livid. As the genius of the painting palace, he felt that he was dealt with by this madman again today.

In the painting palace, the palace owner's face was livid: "What a big dog, you dare to take advantage of the power of the four painting schools and speak arrogant words!"

On the mountain of books, on the broken bridge of the West Lake created by The Legend of White Snake, Yasong exhaled softly: "Is this kid a little desperate?"

Ming Tianyan sighed: "Yes, he opened four paintings in a row. It is true that he is very talented and beautiful. However, the last sentence is really inappropriate. He probably doesn't know which paintings are focused on in this sea of ​​clouds painting!" 'It's just that', there are people in the third heaven who are unhappy!"

The Painting Tan of the Sea of ​​Clouds is a waste manuscript left by painters from past dynasties. Although it is a waste manuscript, it cannot be despised by you.

Your words are nothing more than this, and it’s not just the painting palace of this generation that you despise!

Luo Wuxin's usual routine was in the middle. Luo Wuxin held a cup of tea in his hand and stopped at his mouth, not moving for a long time...

"Sir, is his move aimed at the painting palace?"

"To establish your authority, you have to find a goal. The painting palace is very suitable! And opening four painting roads in a row is unprecedented." Luo Wuxin smiled softly: "It's interesting, next is the Mo family. , I want to see how he will face the Mo family, a palace with which he has a rather ambiguous relationship in legend."

Lin Su crossed the sea of ​​clouds and painted a tan, and there was a strange area in front of him.

Objectively speaking, it really looks like a cemetery.

Countless broken soldier puppets fell to the ground, half-covered by soil. There were also countless soldier puppets wandering around this strange land, and an eerie and terrifying aura shrouded all directions.

Lin Su looked at it with a thousand-degree pupil. This area was unparalleled in size. Terrifying Qi was everywhere. Not only were these remnants emitting terrifying Qi, but there were also many mechanisms. It could be said that in this area, as long as If you step inside, you will definitely be attacked by the most terrifying attack.

What about the sky?

Above the sky, the pressure is overwhelming and there is a total blockade!

This is the Mohist Taoist temple, and the Mohist power must be used to fight against it, otherwise, it will fall into a conflict of Tao, and the whole world will turn into a meat grinder.

The ground in front of him shook, and a doll emerged from the soil, transforming into an old man, dressed in Mohist clothes, but its head was just a few metal frames, and the sound came from the metal frames, which was indescribably weird. : "This is the Mohist dojo. Young man, I'll give you a chance. If you turn around now, you won't die."

"The old man is generous, and the boy also shows kindness. I won't intrude on your Mo family's dojo!"

As soon as this statement came out, almost everyone was shocked.

Yasong and Mingtian looked at each other in confusion: "Are you withdrawing now?"

The face of the Palace Master of the Painting Palace changed slightly, and he didn't know what he was feeling...

When you met my painter's Yun Hai Hua Tan, you opened four painting lanes in a row and crushed my painter. When you met the Mohists, you actually retreated without giving in?

What's the meaning?

As for Mr. Bai, he obviously had another thought. A white chess piece landed lightly on the chessboard and murmured: "Make a clear stand and tear apart the seventeenth palace. Is this the piece you played?"

His eyes returned to the cultural ruins.

The remnant of the Mo family said: "It's great that young people have such self-awareness. Come back!"

Lin Su smiled softly: "Old man, please don't misunderstand Xiaosheng's meaning. Xiaosheng said that he would not break into your dojo, but he did not say that he would turn around."

"oh?"

Lin Sudao: "Your dojo is on the ground, but my ink path can reach up to the sky! You follow your way, I follow mine, that's all!"

"Void travel?" The widow of the Mo family sneered: "How to wear it?"

"The sky is vast and seems empty. However, there is something hidden in it. You, the Mo family, must not have found it. Now, I will show it to you!"

Lin Su raised his hand suddenly, and the stone in front of him suddenly deformed. Countless stones merged and melted, turning into a strange-shaped object. It was more than one foot wide, five feet long, and had a wingspan of eight feet.

"What is this?" the Mohist couple asked.

"Plane! And it's a jet!" As soon as Lin Su's voice fell, he had already climbed into the stone plane.

With a bang, airflow shot out from the plane, and the huge plane took off into the sky. Two airflows at the tail shot out at the same time, and the plane shot into the sky!

The remnants of the Hei family seemed to have their eyes wide open, staring blankly at Lin Su flying out of his Mo family dojo in a plane...

Bai Lao's eyes suddenly opened wide, and the white chess piece in his hand was like a dragon, changing in a thousand ways. This was his true shock...

Excerpt: Upstairs, five people stay together...

On the mountain of books, Yasong and Mingtianyan were both turned into stone...

After a long time, Ming Tianyan said: "In the cultural ruins, we can use the power of literature and Tao to interpret things, but there is an iron rule. Things that cannot be realized in reality cannot be interpreted by the power of literature and Tao... Could it be said that in the world of ordinary people, really Can you use stone or metal to make this kind of air-breaking weapon?"

Yasong said: "On the mountain of books, there is a hypothesis that 'there is a path hidden in the void.' The bamboo dragonfly breaking through the sky is the practice of this path. How many Mohist disciples have been studying where this path is all their lives, but they have never really discovered it. , and his performance today is not comparable to that of a bamboo dragonfly? He must have understood the way of the bamboo dragonfly, and on this path, he has taken a brand new step!"

Ming Wuyan said: "How does he understand this path compared to the four paths of painting?"

"Between brothers! This 'airplane' represents the pinnacle of his Mohism!"

Just like this, the Great Wall of Mo Dao in Lin Su's body suddenly rose, reaching a height of a hundred feet in an instant, reaching the same height as his lyrics, novels, and paintings.

Yes, with the opening of Lin Su's four painting paths, his painting has reached its peak, reaching the same level as novels and poetry. Now, another ink path has been added.

Of the nine pillars in his body, four have reached their peak.

In everyone's imagination, Lin came to Wenxu today for only one reason: to pay homage to Mr. Hei.

As for the reason he put on the table: seeking inspiration, everyone consciously regarded it as an excuse.

However, no one thought that Lin Su was really looking for a breakthrough when he entered the ruins. However, his way of breakthrough was different. Others sought breakthroughs by slowly finding inspiration in the ruins, but his breakthrough was Forcibly lift the pillars in the body.

With this pull, two pillars rose up in an instant.

His path to becoming a quasi-saint took two solid steps under everyone's eyes.

It's a pity that until now, no one has connected his two steps with his big plan, because the quasi-sage of heaven is a word beyond everyone's consciousness.

Even the most sensitive Luo Wuxin could only see one element: Lin Su was taking advantage of the exposure of the literary ruins to the sight of the temple's senior officials to fully display his literary heritage in order to win the favor of a certain saint in the third heaven.

This is something that all literati would do, especially in Lin Su's situation. However, Luo Wuxin's heart was like a mirror. He knew deeply that no matter how hard Lin Su worked on this stage, the final result would still be unsatisfactory. It will be as he wishes.

The battle between the avenues is extremely cruel.

You are the victim of the great battle, and you are destined to be!

However, he must also say that this generation of geniuses who are comparable to himself, even if he became a victim, he still bloomed the flower of literature that he should bloom.

Even if his name does not enter the Hall of Wen Gong, it will have a profound impact on the temple for hundreds or even thousands of years!

Among the cultural ruins, Lin Su's plane successfully flew over the Mo Dao Killing Swamp.

However, when approaching the cliff in front, there was a stir of air, Lin Su's plane turned into sand and dust, and Lin Su landed under the cliff.

This cliff is covered with red flowers and green leaves.

This cliff looks endlessly elegant.

However, it is the most terrifying place in the entire cultural ruins, even in the world.

Because the Wen Dao Qi inside it has completely mutated.

Turned into a secret, turned into a variable.

A refined Yin-Yang Yao by a saint from the Yin-Yang School formed the core area of ​​the cultural ruins.

Lin Su raised his eyes and looked quietly at a high platform above. This high platform was where the ashes (or ashes) of Old Hei were scattered.

This scattered place is the end of his journey, and it is also a starting point that he must get closer to.

However, the yin and yang energy machine in front of him and the unpredictable yin and yang path in front of him are enough to block everyone, even high-level quasi-sages, who can't even think of getting close.

Ming Tianyan breathed out softly: "Since we are here to offer sacrifices, Mr. Hei should rest in peace!"

Yasong's eyes slowly moved over: "Although I am not a human being, I am somewhat curious. I am really curious, how did you get so close to him?"

"Didn't you deliberately win over me?" Ming Tianyan cast a pair of wonderful eyes over him.

Yasong smiled: "Indeed, I admit it! On the Book Mountain that day, I had the intention to win over you and him, but I also know that it is extremely difficult to do so, but today, you have taken a big step forward, why? "

Ming Tianyan raised his eyes and looked at the sky: "Because of the eight hundred years of self-imposed confinement, I figured it out!"

Figured out!

This isn't quite the answer, but it seems to be the best answer...

Yasong smiled softly: "It's all Li Guihan. This girl was fascinated by this boy and begged me countless times. I probably have six impure roots and was led astray by her, but I am the scholar in the mountain." Ling, I can't do anything to help him, so I put my idea on your head, so that you can really help him. Although this worship will offend someone, it is also consistent with the holy way on the table. Yes, that person who prides himself on being elegant and refined will probably not destroy his image and do anything to him."

This sentence is the answer to what Ming Tianyan said earlier...

Ming Tianyan knew that Lin Su was going to worship next.

As soon as this worship was performed, Lesheng was not happy.

As a member of the temple, angering the saints is an act of seeking death.

She felt uneasy inside.

Yasong gave her this answer, which meant that Tianyan's mind was a little bit normal.

However, at this moment, Lin Su stepped towards the cliff in front of him...

At this step, Ming Wuyan was shocked...

A trace of panic seemed to flash across Yasong's face, which was originally devoid of normal human emotions...

Luo Wuxin, who was always walking in the middle, was also shocked, and the night light shook...

"After arriving here, he still wants to move forward?" Luo Wuxin said: "Can he still walk on his path?"

Lin Su took one step forward, and everything around him was in chaos...

A Bagua diagram suddenly appeared at his feet.

The Bagua diagram instantly interprets endless variables, offsetting the surrounding yin and yang murderous intent.

The master of Yin Yang Palace opened his eyes wide, and the hearts of the elders beside him were also pounding.

If there are any palaces among the seventeen palaces in the temple that really have a favorable impression of Lin Su, Yin Yang Palace must be one of them, because Yin Yang Palace has really benefited from Lin Su, which is the Bagua Diagram.

However, the Bagua Diagram is an extremely esoteric artifact. Even the Master of the Yin and Yang Palace, a super master who has studied Yin and Yang for hundreds of years, still has only a little understanding of the Bagua.

Today, Lin Su truly showed the various changes in the Bagua Diagram for the first time.

With the transformation, he seemed to be a Taoist master on the Yin Yang balcony, using practical actions to interpret the extremely profound Yin and Yang Tao.

The master of the Yin and Yang Palace was greatly shaken, grasping every bit of mystery at his feet and not daring to be distracted. The top elder and a special disciple next to him were even more unbearable. His whole body was shaken for the first time. Above the literary world, Full interpretation...

Ten steps, ten changes.

Hundreds of steps, hundreds of changes.

Three hundred steps!

He has reached the bottom of the cliff.

Suddenly, Lin Su raised his hand, holding a precious pen!

The precious pen is in the void, writing...

"Book of Changes"!

As soon as these two words came out, the literary ruins were suddenly shaken. How terrible is it to be named "Sutra"?

Excerpt: Upstairs, the five sons suddenly looked up, and they all saw panic in each other's eyes...

He actually wrote the "Sutra"?

Scripture is almost a patent of saints!

How dare ordinary people write scriptures?

You cannot bear it, and neither can your pen!

However, Lin Su's pen was like a powerful pen, and he just wrote the two words "Book of Changes".

These two words seemed to carry too much weight and were teetering in the void.

Lin Su, on the other hand, moved his pen like clouds and flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, he wrote a preface...

"Yi means yin and yang! The word Yi has three meanings, one is simple, the second is change, and the third is not easy. Simple, encompasses all things in the world, and contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth; change, contains the changes of all things; difficult, all phenomena It is also the rule in the form. I say that there is Tai Chi in Yi. Tai Chi generates two rituals, two rituals generate four images, and four images generate Bagua. Bagua is arranged in a row, and the four images are among them. Therefore, when it is emphasized, Yao is among them; hardness and softness are mutually exclusive. , the change is in it; the order is given by the words, and the movement is in it..."

More than 800 words came out at once, and Lin Su's pen tip gradually became ethereal from being as heavy as a mountain.

The writing in the air changed from crumbling to green light crossing, as if it were directly carved.

This means that the 800-word preface has already formed the foundation of this book and no one can shake it.

As soon as this preface came out, the countless people watching in the Seventeenth Palace of the Temple were all shocked. They were all people of extremely high status, and everyone could read the incomparable profoundness from this preface.

Every word is truly as beautiful as a pearl!

It’s truly a matter of words!

They are superior to the literary world, but everything they have has a foundation, that is, they must respect the profoundness of the literary world. Is Lin Su's Book of Changes just profound? It was once known as the first of all scriptures!

It seems to be somewhat controversial to say that its literary status is the first among all classics. However, its profoundness and mystery are definitely superior to the Four Books and Five Classics!

Most people don't understand.

However, there are some who understand after all, as evidenced by the trembling all over the body of the Yin Yang Palace Master.

These eight hundred words seemed to give him a true glimpse of the sky on the Yin and Yang Dao. This was like hearing the taste of the Dao...

Lin Su's writing seemed to tear apart a misty curtain...

The first hexagram, Qian is Heaven, Qian, Yuan Henry is Zhen, and the image says: Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement...

The second hexagram, Kun is the earth, Kun is the chastity of Yuan Henry’s female horse, a gentleman has a destiny, he is lost first, and then he wins...

Silently, a huge Bagua diagram bloomed in front of him. As the scriptures were filled in, the Bagua Diagram interpreted the two hexagrams of Qian and Kun, which was extremely unique...

The third hexagram, Tun hexagram, Shuilei Tun...

The fourth hexagram, Mengpu, mountains and rivers are Meng...

The fifth hexagram...

Sixth, seventh, eighth...

The master of the Yin and Yang Palace was completely motionless, and there were hexagrams swirling in his eyes...

Hexagram 31, there was a soft buzzing sound, and the green lotus fire appeared in Lin Su's pen! A three-story building appeared behind him!

"Treasure book?" Li Xiaoyao's expression changed when he excerpted the sentence upstairs.

The blue lotus and fire in the painting, and the three-story building behind him, symbolize the birth of the treasure.

Lin Su once wrote the treasured canon "Essential Art of Qi Min" and the important canon "Law". Now, the third canon is about to be born, which is the "Book of Changes" written in his literary ruins!

Who wouldn't want to write about the important scriptures and treasures in the entire temple?

However, including the palace owners of various palaces, few people have this weight.

And he, Lin Su, a young boy who made a fuss as soon as he entered the temple, is about to give birth to the third dian!

This vision instantly caused turmoil in the seventeenth palace of the temple...

In the Yin and Yang Palace, a holy light suddenly lit up...

The master of Yin and Yang Palace woke up from a dream and stared at the person walking from the palace door...

"Does the Palace Master think this son's canon can be a treasured book?"

Come to the core with one sentence.

At the foot of Wenxu Cliff, Lin Su had already written the forty-four hexagrams in the blink of an eye!

As soon as he finished the forty-four hexagrams, the green lotus fire on the tip of his pen was like substance, and the three floors behind him were like substance...

As for Lin Su himself, his heartbeat was also racing...

What everyone sees is that a treasured book or important book is about to be born, but his focus is not here!

His focus is only one: What is the "Book of Changes"?

The impossible is possible!

It cannot be found anywhere!

As he wrote scriptures and interpreted the Bagua diagrams, the secrets of the I Ching gradually emerged, and he finally captured Hei Lao's Qi under the ruins of the text.

His body, countless fragments, scattered in every corner, flew up in all directions silently, landed in the palm of his left hand, and slowly formed the shape of an inkstone.

This is something no one dares to think about.

An inkstone that has been turned into quicksand by the sacred song "Quicksand Song" of the Music Saint, its theoretical destination is to merge into the long river of time and turn into real dust and sand.

However, under the mystery of the fusion of Bagua in Lin Su's "Book of Changes", he found and gathered bit by bit, and he completed an absolutely treasonous act under the eyes of countless important figures in the temple.

No one found out.

Because everyone's attention was attracted by this wonderful scripture.

The more high-end people are, the more they will be attracted.

The fiftieth hexagram, the Ding hexagram, the Book of Changes in front of him was like a tripod. It rotated gently, seeming to change the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. With this rotation, the last fragment of the inkstone was caught in Lin Su's palm. In just a moment, it was Sent into the long river of time.

Hexagram sixty, Jihe hexagram...

Hexagram 64, Weiji...

After all the sixty-four hexagrams were finished, the sky suddenly brightened up, and there was a bang, like a page of a book being opened, and green lotuses were rolling in...

"The "Book of Changes" has been judged by the Yuewen Palace of the Temple to be the supreme treasure of the Temple! The Temple often travels to Linsu, and it is gratifying to reach the pinnacle of literature again!"

There was a moment of dead silence in the Seventeenth Palace of the Temple, and suddenly, it completely exploded!

The four words of the Supreme Book instantly detonated the tranquility and peace of the temple.

In the early days, when Lin Su entered the literary market, only the high-level officials paid attention to it, and ordinary people were completely indifferent. However, at this moment, the treasure book broke through the sky, and the world knew about it. The supreme treasure book caused a frenzy.

In the building, there was deathly silence.

The five geniuses were collectively speechless.

There was silence in the painting palace, and the face of the palace owner was gloomy.

In the Poetry Palace, the palace owner seemed to have become a sculpture.

In the Music Palace, the palace owner gently raised his hand and picked up the teacup on the table. Even such an action in the past would have been accompanied by a sweet heavenly voice, but today, the voice was hoarse.

On the mountain of books, Yasong and Mingtianyan were stunned at the same time.

Their shocked faces were reflected in the water of the West Lake...

Ming Wuyan breathed out softly, and the lake in front of him rippled: "Does everyone need to refresh their feelings about him every once in a while?"

Yasong said: "The four major painting paths were opened in an understatement, and the peak of the ink path was as calm as the clouds and the wind. At this moment, with a wave of his hand, the supreme treasure "Book of Changes" turned out! In just two hours, this literary path he walked through , I’m afraid it will take hundreds of years for the entire temple’s geniuses to catch up?”

"Hundred years? The temple has existed for thousands of years, and there are only three supreme collections so far!" Ming Tianyan said: "And from my point of view, this "Book of Changes" is the supreme collection and cannot be upgraded to another level. It is basically The only reason is that the author is not a saint!"

Yasong stared at her in surprise: "Your evaluation is actually higher than that of Yuewen Palace?"

Ming Tianyan said: "Because I cultivate...the Yin and Yang Tao!"

Precisely because she cultivates the Yin and Yang Tao, she understands this extremely profound book more than others. Precisely because she understands more, she understands the breadth and depth of this book.