When I was a salted fish villain, I offended the reborn empress

Although the Taoist poems are good, they contain rich talent and power.

But if Qin Yixian himself does not know how to write, there will be no good poems.

Even ordinary people are unable to read good poems and words. They are not good at morality, lack of talent, lack of comprehension, lack of talent, and unworthy literary heart.
"lucky!"

Qin Yixian said modestly.

My heart was calm and calm.

He possesses the inheritance of poetic immortal and poetic sage level, invincible and peerless, crushed by planes.

Useless talent also mainly refers to the speed of cultivation and strength improvement.

The key to entering the Tao with literature depends on comprehension.

With poor talent, it will be difficult and slow to enter the Tao with martial arts or immortals. After all, it still requires physical training, life-and-death fighting, running skills, resource accumulation, and auxiliary training in pills, etc.

But it doesn't need to be bells and whistles to enter the Tao with literature.

When the state of mind is up, the timing is right, survey and break through the barriers, and cross the road.

Good poems, good words, good sentences and good words are well-spoken, written quatrains, calligraphy with spirit, literary heart bright, and it is enough to arouse the resonance of heaven and earth and Taoism.

now.

A golden lotus springs from the ground at Qin Yixian's feet, and ancient characters emerge, shining brightly.

At the back of his head, there is a white beam of talent soaring into the sky, surrounded by poetic words and witty words, and runes flashing.

Visions all over the body are floating and sinking, and Dao rhyme is flowing.

Between exhalation and inhalation, it affects the avenue of heaven and earth.

The Tao is surging, and the charm is curling.

A cloud of purple air rose from the east and filled the air.

It was as if Qin Yixian turned on the top special effects, the momentum was huge, the Taoist voice was endless, and the color of the world changed.

Entrance is successful! ! !

"what happened?"

"Someone entered the Tao!"

"It seems that I still use writing to enter the Tao!!"

"It must be the senior who died and came back to life!"

"Sage of the Five Paths, I was a mortal just now, I didn't expect to enter the Tao so soon!"

"There are still visions manifesting, talents resonating, and dao rhyme gathering, it's really extraordinary!"

The Jiange elders and disciples all saw the vision, were amazed, and continued to be shocked.

It's just that Qin Yixian didn't want to show off in a high-profile manner, his mind moved slightly, the vision disappeared, his talent faded away, and his way disappeared.

Everything returned to calm in an instant.

But Qin Yixian's temperament has changed.

It doesn't look normal anymore.

Extraordinary, overflowing talent.

Between Gu Pan, Wen Xin beats.

When ordinary literati in the world saw Qin Yixian at this moment, they couldn't help but salute respectfully.

Even worship!

Others did not dare to offend easily and treated them with courtesy.

Literati who entered the Tao are rare in the world.

The entire Kyushu human race has a population of hundreds of millions.

Among them, there are only about 800 people who have entered Taoism through literature.

As for those who can become saints, there are only two people who can be called Confucian saints.

It can be said.

Ever since Qin Yixian entered Taoism with literature, his status has undergone earth-shaking changes.

No longer ants and dust, let alone humble waste wood.

Is this pouted?
"Master, where do you live? My disciples will often visit you in the future."

Qin Yixian and Ye Qingwu came to the cave.

The place is extremely simple, with no beds at all.

It's just a stone cube with a futon mat on it, not much space.

There are no hangers, desks and chairs, and they are empty.

But Qin Yixian doesn't mind, it's fine to reform in the future.

He was curious about where Ye Qingwu lived.

But you can't be too far away from yourself, otherwise you will even enter the Tao with literature.

But it's still easy to be blocked by tricks.

"Well, I live here as a teacher."

Ye Qingwu pointed to the ground.

?

Qin Yixian was taken aback, living under me?
however.

But he saw Ye Qingwu sitting on the old futon naturally.

"Apprentice, for your future, you will live and eat with the teacher in the future, so as to achieve the fastest progress in cultivation."

live together? ? ?

Qin Yixian realized again!
This time, he did not realize the Dao breakthrough, but took a step back.

He stared at Ye Qingwu blankly, with three points of suspicion and seven points of shock!
"Master, don't you like falling in love with your disciple?"

Qin Yixian asked boldly, without being coy.

With Ye Qingwu's character, if he doesn't like a man, it's impossible to get close to him.

How can you allow them to eat together?
Still living together?
"Huh? You impure-minded traitor!"

"Being a teacher with a pure heart and few desires, and only asking for the sword, how can you care about the love of your children?"

"How can I have feelings for you?"

Ye Qingwu criticized Qin Yixian righteously, with a majestic and awe-inspiring tone that cannot be doubted.

But a panicked one.

'He's so clever that he found my mind so easily. '

'It seems that I have to be more prudent and reserved. '

'Otherwise, he will definitely be despised and disgusted by him, and he will no longer be interested in me. '

Ye Qingwu was secretly vigilant, planning how to get along with Qin Yixian in the future with the attitude of a high-cold sword fairy.

"I'm sorry, Master, it was the disciple who offended, but Master"

"It's okay to eat together, but if you live together, it's not good if the man and the woman don't know each other?"

Qin Yixian continued to probe.

Ye Qingwu said in a harsher tone:
"You and I are only divided into masters and apprentices. How can there be a difference between men and women?"

"Rebel, your mind is confused, remember to think about it in the future, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve, and it is even more impossible to prove the pinnacle of Dao like a teacher!"

Reasonable and well-founded, still teaching Qin Yixian earnestly.

His tone was so cold and majestic, as if he really didn't think about it.

Qin Yixian didn't believe it.

"Thank you, Master, for your instruction, the disciple is taught, but..."

"The disciple is always a strong man, and it is still a bit inappropriate to live with you."

Ye Qingwu asked back: "What's wrong?"

"I don't care about you as a disciple, I'm just worried that others will gossip about you."

In fact, Qin Yixian currently wants to live alone.

"Who will say?"

Qin Yixian was about to answer, but Ye Qingwu said domineeringly: "Who dares to say that?"

Zheng!
The sword resounded like a dragon, shaking through the void.

Forehead.
Qin Yixian had nothing to say.

Well, you are amazing, you are awesome, anyone who talks gossip will be chopped off, right?
Gollum!
Even after entering the Tao, my stomach is still roaring!

"Okay, master, you rest, disciple go outside to have a look at the scenery."

Qin Yixian changed the subject and left the cave with his hands folded.

Ye Qingwu's eyes were longing, but she didn't speak. Jian Zu warned her not to be a clingy bug.

Outside the cave.

After Qin Yixian drank the water in the spirit pool, he felt comfortable and refreshed.

Not only does it quench my thirst, but my stomach is not hungry anymore.

The spiritual spring in Jiange Mountain contains the aura of heaven and earth, gathers the essence of all directions, and is naturally miraculous.

But now Qin Yixian doesn't have his own clothes yet.

Wearing Ye Qingwu's coat is too much like a pervert.

How to do?
Qin Yixian already had countermeasures.

Soon there will be clothes, little things.

"Currently, I start my career with literature. There are many literati and poets in the world, and there is no shortage of rich people among them."

"Write some poems casually, and sell them for money?"

Qin Yixian thought.

In the conventional routine, the protagonists all have this kind of thinking.

"There are Confucian saints in this world, and they are not bad in terms of literature and Taoism. They may not be so backward."

"Maybe it won't be like in Confucianism or Taoism or superficial historical novels, where the male protagonist is a copywriter and writes a famous quatrain poem by Li Bai and Du Fu casually, which will shock the natives from other worlds."

"If my writing is ordinary, no one will buy it. Even if I write well, others will look at it twice and won't buy it."

"Wait, wait, I don't even have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, well, this old routine really doesn't suit me!"

Qin Yixian resolutely gave up Wen Chaogong's writing poems and pretending to beep.

He also thought of another way.

Palace of Mysteries!