I Become A Saint By Studying

Not long.

After Zheng Zhiqiu studied the ink, he carefully pushed the inkstone in front of Lin Yi.

In the inkstone as big as a palm, the ink is mixed with gold powder, which makes it dance lightly.

Lin Yi glanced at Zheng Zhiqiu, and said with a wry smile, "The dean came prepared!"

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Zhiqiu smiled embarrassingly, and then said in a serious voice, "You still saw it. Writing your poem of genius Mingzhou with the ordinary Four Treasures of the Study is a blasphemy of this poem. Wen Bao is worthy of your poem!"

A poem that can be so brilliant, using the ordinary Four Treasures of the Study, it is simply a waste of money.

Only by writing with Wenbao can water and fire not be invaded, Immortal for a hundred years.

Although Lin Yi doesn't have the Eighth Rank Liming Realm and can't make poems into ink treasures, but a poem of talent Mingzhou, coupled with Wenbao, can also play the role of ink treasures.

At the critical moment, you can manifest your talent and power.

For example, Lin Yi used these cultural treasures to write the quatrain poem "Swordsman" that turned into a poem on the inscription tablet, then this poem can be regarded as a calligraphy treasure, which can manifest the sword of talent to kill the enemy.

Lin Yi nodded slightly.

He felt that these poems written by the sages of the previous life really had to be carried by cultural treasures.

Lin Yi held the Qinglang pen and began to write.

Woohoo!

The mighty righteousness flowed to the tip of the pen, Lin Yi seemed to hear the howling of wolves, and his whole body was shaken.

Haoran's righteousness is running more and more smoothly.

"Is there such a benefit? It can make people focus better!"

Lin Yi was a little surprised, this Wenbao is really extraordinary, it is many times stronger than Chen Fuzi's Wenbao pen.

"Thousands of hammers chisel out deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing."

"I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I want to stay innocent in the world."

Lin Yi put all his heart into it, and his pen moved like flying, flowing clouds and flowing water, and quickly wrote down the content of the poem "Lime Yin".

Quack!

The moment the poem was completed, the weight of the paper suddenly soared, and the four table legs burst into cracks.

"Good word!"

"Good poetry!"

Zheng Zhiqiu stretched his neck to see the rejection poem clearly, and he was so moved that he blurted out, "It's such a sentence that you don't have to be afraid of breaking your body, and you want to stay innocent in the world. This kind of integrity is admirable!"

Zheng Zhiqiu's mind was greatly touched.

Look at character from poetry.

It is no wonder that Lin Yi can resonate with Hao Ran's righteousness, it is precisely because the righteousness in his heart lasts forever.

Therefore, when facing He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy, he was not afraid.

Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly became moist.

Afterwards, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Lin Yi and said, "Pingzhou Academy will be proud of you, proud of you!"

"The dean is serious!"

Lin Yi shook his head, he doesn't need to be proud of him, but just be proud of poetry.

Just like he also admires the sages who made these poems, they are the pride in his heart.

"This poem... I want to hang it in the main hall of the academy, and remind the bachelors of the academy to be loyal to the country and to stick to the noble sentiments!" Zheng Zhiqiu said seriously.

Originally he wanted to keep the poem privately, but now he feels unworthy.

It is only worthy of this poem if it is hung in the main hall of the academy so that all masters and scholars can see this poem as soon as they look up.

Lin Yi didn't speak.

Instead, he bowed to Zheng Zhiqiu.

If this poem was kept privately by Zheng Zhiqiu, he would feel ashamed of Yu Qian and Yu Shaobao who wrote this poem.

Only the works of the sages of the previous life can shine in the Shengwen Continent and be handed down for thousands of years, which is worthy of these works.

He will be honored too.

It's as if I'm standing with these sages, using my pen to write the poems of the sages, so that the spirit in the poems will last forever.

"Maybe this is the meaning of my coming to this world..."

Lin Yi whispered in his heart.

He traveled over, and the memory of these poems deep in his mind seemed to have been etched into his soul.

He couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

It's as if he came to this world carrying the will of these sages from the previous life.

When Zheng Zhiqiu saw Lin Yi bowing to him, he knew it was the right choice. He helped Lin Yi up and said seriously, "Lin Yi, your talent cannot be buried. The world is not peaceful now, and monsters are everywhere. You must work hard." To practice, you must enter the Holy Court in the future..."

Lin Yi froze for a moment.

He knew some history, and the reason why Wen Dao cultivators were high and powerful was not just because they possessed talent and power.

Another reason is that they undertake the mission of protecting hundreds of millions of human beings.

Holy House.

Why is it called Zhen Guo Sheng Yuan.

It is because of the literary cultivators cultivated by the Holy Academy that they truly fulfill the mission of defending the country.

Slay demons and demons, protect our human race!

"it is good!"

Lin Yi nodded heavily.

Zheng Zhiqiu patted Lin Yi's shoulder in relief, then withdrew his solemn expression, looked at Lin Yi with a smile and said, "Then the dean, I... just took this poem away first?"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "En!"

"hey-hey!"

Zheng Zhiqiu smiled, put away the test paper, put his hands in his arms, and said to Lin Yi, "By the way, this morning Li Wenbo asked the dean where you live. He should be here to be your schoolboy. If you need anything later, Just call him, you can practice as you please with the literary books of the academy..."

"Actually, Li Wenbo, the academicians and masters of the Academy... are not bad, scholars love to be more serious!"

He was worried that what happened at the foot of the academy yesterday would affect Lin Yi's attitude towards the bachelors and masters of Pingzhou Academy.

"The disciple knows!"

Lin Yi nodded.

Only then did Zheng Zhiqiu feel relieved, holding the poem volume of "Lime Yin" in his arms, and left the small courtyard in a hurry.

...

in the room.

Lin Yi carefully looked at the blue wolf set Four Treasures of the Study sent by Zheng Zhiqiu, he tried it just now.

The hand feeling is really good, so he can't put it down, so he wants to improve his talent by practicing calligraphy.

but.

The rice paper on the table is not ordinary paper, it would be too expensive to practice calligraphy.

"Let's wait for Li Wenbo to come back!"

Lin Yi shook his head.

Not long.

Li Wenbo came back out of breath, holding in his arms six or seven books bound on line, all about Wen Dao.

"Lin Yi, the book you want!"

As soon as he entered the yard, Li Wenbo went straight to Lin Yi's room and put all the books on the table.

He wiped off his sweat, and said, "There are two volumes of Wen Dao Zhen Jie, three volumes of Nine-Rank Literature, one volume of Legends of Monsters, and one book dedicated to recording Fox Demon."

"Quite fast!"

Lin Yi didn't expect Li Wenbo to be so efficient.

This bookboy is a surprise!

"water!"

Li Wenbo's mouth was parched, he used to run all the way, and his talent was exhausted.

Lin Yi poured him a cup of tea.

He drank it down.

"By the way, I also applied for the Four Treasures of the Study at the Wenbao level for you, but I haven't got it yet. After all, Wenbao is too precious, and the academy also needs to purchase it!"

Li Wenbo then said, "Of course, if you want to practice calligraphy, I can lend you my Four Treasures of the Study. Moon-level treasures. There are only three sets in the entire academy!"

He deliberately pointed out that his Four Treasures of the Study is a moon-level cultural treasure, highlighting his status in Pingzhou Academy.

The purpose is to let Lin Yi not underestimate him.