I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 "With the light and the dust."

　　 These four characters seem to fly out of paper, hanging in the air, as if the sun is dwindling in the west.

　　 Above Chen Zhengyang's head, a dilapidated small hall slowly appeared, and there was a huge "Feng" at the entrance of the palace, making it dusty and gloomy.

　　 Even so, Wen Gong still shone a little faint light from time to time.

The four big characters above 　　 suddenly disappeared, and the world began to darken.

　　 Immediately there was a boundless night around him, and upon closer inspection, I felt that countless mists covered it, and I couldn't see the true face of Lushan Mountain.

　　 Here, light and dark are mixed.

　　 Here, weird and strange, countless brilliant colors emerge in it, and the sky seems to become a huge curtain, and all kinds of brilliance are like ink stained on it.

　　 The color of the curtain keeps changing.

　　 The faint brilliance of Wen Gong is like a dark firefly, it is hard to find.

　　 However, Haoran's righteous path is hidden under the shadow, and the light walks with the darkness. Although he hides himself, he can also clearly perceive his existence.

　　 Finally, the night slowly dissipated, and the Taoist rhyme reappeared.

In 　　, there seemed to be an indifferent voice saying:

　　 "With its light, with its dust, frustrate its sharpness, and resolve its disputes."

　　 This voice seemed to ripple in the void, and at the same time it released a breath of magnificent light, which was like a tide that made people feel warm.

　　 That light, still there!

　　His literary palace is still there!

　　Although he once escaped into the dark night, the light is still light, and the right way is still the right way. Although he is mixed with all kinds of weird other lights and appears not so dazzling and prominent, it is only a means to hide himself.

　　 This is Chen Zhengyang's sincere thoughts at this time.

　　 The small hall flew back again, and the half-sacred words on it were still there.

　　 But Wen Gong has come alive. Although the surface is still wrapped in obscure meaning, the Wen Qi in it is slowly returning to life like lava flowing in a volcano, and it will burst out at any time.

　　 "My Wen Gong is back again."

　　 Chen Zhengyang was extremely excited.

　　 The feeling of being lost and regaining is so good. The feeling of falling from a peak and climbing out of a trough again made him so excited that he wanted to cry.

　　 He understands, no wonder Mr. Li specially let him look at paintings and calligraphy.

　　 The previous on-demand broadcast changed his mind, and now this character has restarted his literary palace.

　　 The semi-sacred seal above is still there, but this is the characteristic of being with the light and the dust.

　　 This copybook ‘hidden’ all his writing, and there was no trace of it under confusion.

　　 Without breaking the seal, he reactivated the Wen Palace. In the future, as long as he doesn't touch the seal specifically, or shows his talent in the public, he will be completely unaffected by it.

　　 Of course, this is also because there are no high-quality literati here. If there are great Confucian scholars, or bachelor-level figures, you can find clues.

　　 The right aspect can definitely be seen, not to mention the right aspect, the many old elders in the center of the DPRK can also see it.

　　 When the resumption of the Shiwen Palace is discovered, it may lead to investigation by the semi-holy, and the consequences are not serious...

　　 Unless there is more obscure halo on the surface of Wen Gong.

　　 But now, but I can’t find a better way...

　　 "I can only stop appearing in front of them temporarily."

　　 Chen Zhengyang took a deep breath.

　　 There is nothing to lose. Wen Gong’s return to the palace is already an unexpected joy, all relying on Mr.’s help.

　　 regained his talent, Chen Zhengyang walked around in the inner hall impatiently.

　　 "Pick the chrysanthemum under the eastern fence, and see Nanshan leisurely."

Chen Zhengyang muttered, with a trace of obsession in his eyes, "Good poem, good poem, only a person like Mr. Li can write a quatrain with such an artistic conception. Unfortunately, this is not a literary propaganda, otherwise this poem can be used as a quatrain. The town and the country will treat it!"

　　 I can only say that my husband is too low-key, and he doesn't bother to use propaganda.

　　 He looked at each calligraphy and painting fascinatedly, experiencing various artistic conceptions.

　　 then walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book casually.

　　 Then he was stunned.

　　‘This...this this this! ’

　　 Chen Zhengyang's old face flashed with flushing.

　　 How could Mr. Li put such a thing in the inner hall? Such inferior books are really filthy, filthy and filthy!

　　‘That’s wrong. "Chen Zhengyang corrects the color.

　　Mr. Li is a noble character and a quiet and indifferent temper. With his great ability, not to mention that he is very easy to be a prestigious school, but his husband still lives in seclusion in the market.

　　 This is obviously not a person who is obsessed with sensuality.

　　 So first exclude Mr. Li as an old-fashioned critic.

　　Why put this...cough cough, here, why?

　　 Chen Zhengyang was very puzzled, and couldn't figure out what Mr.'s intentions were for a while.

　　 There are footsteps outside.

　　‘Oh, Lao Chen is so stupid, I hope he doesn’t mess around while I’m away...’ Li Xuan came in with the teapot and bowl, and he suddenly stopped.

　　 Old Chen holds a few books in his hands.

Several copies of Li Xuan were going to secretly take Liu Yunchen’s “good books” that were sold. The reason why they were not sent out was because the little brother was originally empty. In case he couldn’t hold onto something that he shouldn’t read, he hid it. In the corner of the bookshelf.

　　 Anyway, few people usually enter the inner hall, so they don’t care...

　　 ‘It’s sloppy...’ Li Xuan's mouth twitched.

　　Societal death, what else can I do, I can’t rush forward and say: ‘Oh, old Chen, you’re so good? ’

　　 As everyone knows, Lao Chen is a hard-hearted, stubborn, angry young man. He can't rub any sand in his eyes, and will he not be dragged to blew himself up?

　　 The best way to deal with it now is to treat it as... nothing happens, nothing happens...

　　 Li Xuan wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, forced to calm down and walked to the table to sit down.

　　 sat for a while.

　　 Old Chen was still watching, his eyes were all serious, just as the uncle of the policeman took him out of the hotel halfway, which was a bit scary.

　　 ‘Damn it, Old Chen wouldn’t really miss it...’ Li Xuan was a little scared, so he decided to quibble.

　　He said: "Old Chen."

"Ok?"

　　 Chen Zhengyang raised his head solemnly.

　　 "Well...Old Chen, you have taken a picture."

　　 Li Xuanqiang calmly said.

　　 "Pattern?"

　　 Chen Zhengyang is puzzled.

　　This...Isn't the emperor uncle the emperor?

　　 Even if he explained a flower, it was the emperor's uncle. He didn't even know how to understand Mr. Li's meaning. Could it be that he could say something deep?

　　 "You are too addicted and superficial."

　　 Li Xuan shook his head and said earnestly: "In the eyes of vulgar people, everything is vulgar. In the eyes of elegant people, this is elegance. We must look at the essence through appearances with the eyes of appreciation."

　　 Indeed, in the eyes of the old man, everything is like GHS.

　　 But in the eyes of an artist, it is called art!

　　 Well, it can also be understood that those who love GHS are all artists, eh.

　　 "See the essence through appearance?"

　　 Chen Zhengyang still doesn't understand.

　　 "Forgot what I told you?"

　　 Li Xuan stood up a little disappointed, and said, "He Guang Tong Chen!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Li Xuanshi Shiran took a sip of tea.

It looks like, clearly: "I have implied that it is so obvious. If you don't understand it, it is your problem. Anyway, I look at these books with appreciation. If you see something you shouldn't read from the inside, then Your thoughts are not pure! ’

　　 "With the light and the dust...and the light and the dust..."

　　 Chen Zhengyang muttered these four words to himself.

　　 Suddenly, he understood.

　　 The power of these four characters forms a dark camouflage on the Wen Palace. This dark light is limited and cannot completely cover the Wen Palace. The only way is to make it deeper.

　　 He thought hard before, but couldn't find a way.

　　 No, Mr. Li found a clear way for him!

　　What does it mean to see the essence through the appearance?

　　 This is telling him to uphold the awe-inspiring righteousness in his heart.

　　 As long as you look at the emperor's uncle with an elegant mind and with the light in your heart, you will not be disturbed by foreign objects. This is a way to hide yourself.

　　 hides Haoran's righteousness in the sensual dog and horse...wait for the time to move.

　　 high, really high!

　　 "A gentleman is not a tool, he is not confined to form, sir is great."

　　 Chen Zhengyang suddenly agreed with emotion.

　　 "Well, Old Chen, you are still very savvy."

　　 Li Xuan's tight body relaxes, and this stage is considered to have passed.

　　 So, Old Chen actually looked down at the emperor uncle.

　　Looking and watching...he was surprised that...it looked pretty?

　　 Cough cough...Be more serious, you must always remember Mr. Li's words, keep your heart, and be in harmony with the light!

　　 Chen Zhengyang's expression is extremely serious, as if he is delving into some kind of academic question.

　　 "Old Chen, is there a way to talk about the Wen Gong problem with you before?"

　　 Li Xuan suddenly remembered this initial topic.

　　 Chen Zhengyang was taken aback.

Mr. 　　 Isn’t the solution already given?

　　 Hmm...but you can hide it for a while, you can't hide it for the rest of your life.

　　 "It's not impossible, but it's difficult."

　　Chen Zhengyang put down his book and said, "Wen Gong is the foundation of talent storage. Since Wenquxing hidden in the sky, the once semi-sage and the sub-sage have disappeared. I don't know whether it is ascension or sitting, as if all of them disappeared suddenly.

　　 I can only practice on the road opened by the semi-sage of the Zhou Dynasty, so...

　　 This is nonsense unless it is replaced by semi-holy. "

　　 "The half-holy who only talks about loyalty and patriotism?"

　　 Li Xuan raised his brows.

　　 As a modern person, the first sense of this kind of feudal thought is disgust.

　　 Of course, it's just the inner drama of the little man, he knows what to say and what not to say.

　　 Although he did not complain, Chen Zhengyang still saw the faint disdain in Li Xuan's eyes.

　　 He smiled bitterly: "So, it's not easy.

However, forty-nine avenues, one of them is to escape. In the past, there were also examples of talented scholars who were born with a closed literary palace but accidentally opened them. They are all those who are exporting chapters and reading poetry, but later... "

　　 Chen Zhengyang seemed to be jealous and didn't finish his words.

　　 "What happened afterwards?"

　　 Li Xuan asked softly.

　　Chen Zhengyang took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "They all died accidentally later, some were sick, some were vendettas, and some accidentally fell into the water, although the methods of death were different.

　　 But I actually have a guess, they look more like...missing. "

"Missing?"

　　 Li Xuan frowned.

　　 This is ridiculous.

　　 As a prosperous country, the protection of scholars should be very considerate. After all, these are the mainstays of the future, how can they let them all disappear?

　　 "I don't know what the inside story is."

　　Chen Zhengyang shook his head and said: "Anyway, they all studied at Baima Academy before, maybe there are other methods there, but it's hard for me to use it."

　　 He is in the same position as the right, even if there is a way, how can Ji Lang teach him?

　　 "Well, old Chen, how long do you stay here?"

　　 Li Xuan groaned: "If you return to Yan after a while, please take me with you."

　　After considering it for a long time, he decided to give it a try.

　　 If you can practice Confucianism and Taoism, you don’t say that you become a master, but it is definitely the one that Li Xuanneng walks the most smoothly.

Martial arts practice is too resource intensive. Unless you join the army, you will never see hope for life. Buddhism wants to be a monk, and he is unwilling to be a monk. As for Taoism, where chances and talents are important, Taoism is mostly hidden in the dust, and there are no people who lead him to the beginning. .

　　 Oh, there is one, but it's just a liar.

　　 No, there won’t really be people with poor legs and feet pretending to be superior, so they fall down and kneel on the spot...

　　 Confucianism and Taoism do not have to cost. Except for the unexpected countries, there are also academies opened, which is the most preferred for ordinary people to rise.

　　 "Mr. Means...I want to go to the school for a visit?"

　　 Chen Zhengyang's eyes widened.

Is Mr. 　　 wishing him to resist the right and end himself?

　　 No, it’s just a right-hand image, and it’s not worthy of Mr. to take the shot himself, could it be...

　　 The semi-sage of the Zhou Dynasty!

　　 It is no wonder that Mr. will help him recast the Palace of Literature, and he also gives a key point.

Chen Zhengyang suddenly remembered ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Last time Princess Lingyin was also with her husband, then Ao Chiyao broke out, and then Yanyun Mountain collapsed, he entered the court as an official, all of this, Could it be...

　　 Since then, the husband has started to set up the layout, and even his arrival today is under his control?

　　‘Unknowingly, I have become Mr.’s pawn...’

　　 Chen Zhengyang took a breath.

　　 The young man in front of him who was gently fanning the small stove and smiling at the corner of his mouth suddenly became a little scary.

　　 The unpredictable, strategizing old monster like Mr., can only play against him, and only half the holy.

　　 The mere right-handedness of this kind of power is a fart, compared with the master who is thousands of miles away from her husband, who is still watching the fire, and the calculation is as deep as the sea?

　　What is the professional fish fried fish?

　　 At this time, there was a female voice with a bit of jumping off the door:

　　 "Pig killer, is there a guest at home?"

　　PS: This story almost broke my writing, and I have to pave the way, I have to understand the logic, and I have to maintain a cross-server chat...

　　 But it will be fine after the rain has passed and the weather has cleared. Recently, there are always book friends who say that they are a bit tired after watching too many brain supplements, so the next plot will change a little bit, but the core is still the same.

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