Practitioners in the Super Seminary

Chapter 249: I was shocked to see three feet of literary energy in the deep mountains! (Please subscribe)
Deep in the mountains at night.

"Senior, is Master going somewhere?"

The bright moonlight fell in the deep forest. Wei Xueer looked at Li Xiaobai sitting on a boulder in the distance through the moonlight, then turned to look at Ruyi Jin who had made a small wooden bed and was lying on the wooden bed.

"what?"

Ruyijin heard Wei Xueer's voice. Ruyijin, who was resting on a wooden pillow, raised his head and looked at Wei Xueer, and explained aloud: "You don't go anywhere, you just follow what you want to achieve enlightenment."

"Your master has not entered into the mundane world, which means that you yearn for it more in your heart..."

Ruyi Jin glanced at the deep mountains and old forests, and reluctantly explained: "Longing for nature!"

"Senior, what is enlightenment through transformation?" Wei Xueer asked with some confusion in her heart.
Ruyijin scratched his face when he heard Wei Xueer's question, and said half-understanding: "The state has reached a perfect stage, but the state of mind and original heart are still lacking..."

"Transforming into a mortal is equivalent to a..." Ruyi Jin's little hand nodded: "It is equivalent to returning to a mortal body, to understand the original mortal heart, and to find one's own 'Tao'."

"Understood?" Ruyijin looked nervously at the thoughtful Wei Xueer

But don’t say you don’t understand!
I have never transformed into a mortal, I have directly become an immortal!
"understood!"

Wei Xueer slowly nodded and replied
"Hoo! That's good!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ruyi Jin's mouth, it seemed that Wei Xue'er, an idiot, had become more clever since she awakened her physique.

"Zheng~"

A faint sound of the piano came from the deep forest, accompanied by the evening wind.

Wei Xueer and Ruyijin listened to the sound of the zither accompanied by the evening wind in their ears, and just about to look towards the place where the sound of the zither sounded, there was a trifling sound.

Li Xiaobai, who was sitting on a stone in the distance, got up and walked down, looking for the sound of the piano.

"go!"

Ruyijin jumped up from the wooden bed like a carp, and called Wei Xueer to chase Li Xiaobai.

Li Xiaobai was really like a mortal, letting the grass under his feet brush his Tsing Yi, and raised his hand to remove the branch blocking his eyes.

On the other hand, Wei Xue'er and Ruyi Jin seem to have an invisible barrier around their bodies, preventing all vegetation from falling on them.

After a while, Li Xiaobai followed the sound of the piano that was getting closer, and unknowingly came to a cliff.

Looking towards the edge of the cliff, a man wearing simple linen clothes sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. There was an open flashlight next to him. Through his back, he could see a piano placed in front of the man.

"Master!"

Wei Xueer, who came from behind, couldn't help shouting when she saw her master stopped.

This shout seemed to startle the person sitting on the edge of the cliff.

The man seemed to be frightened when he heard the sound. He grabbed the flashlight and turned around instantly.

"You are?"

A slightly old but powerful voice sounded.

Li Xiaobai looked at the person on the edge of the cliff with both eyes, only to find that it was an old man with gray temples and wrinkled face.

"Old man!"

Wei Xue'er's golden core cultivation base made it easy to see the old man's appearance. She glanced at her unresponsive master and yelled softly.

"Eh, you?"

Hearing Wei Xueer's voice, the old man walked forward slowly.

When Wei Xueer saw this, she was afraid that the old man wouldn't fall, so she trotted forward.

"Hello, old man!"

Wei Xueer stood one meter away from the old man, and made a slight salute.

The old man looked at Wei Xue'er with the help of a flashlight. When he saw the Taoist uniform Wei Xue'er was wearing, he asked, "Are you a Taoist priest?"

"Yes, I am Kun Dao!" Wei Xueer nodded in response
"Kun Dao!" The old man read aloud, and then asked, "Which mountain do you belong to?"

Wei Xueer didn't understand what the old man was asking this for, could he still know his master from Wudang Mountain?
"Wudang Mountain."

The old man was silent for a while, his eyes seemed to be remembering something, and he said after a while: "Is Wudang Guizhen still there?"

"Return to the truth?" Wei Xueer was confused when she heard this number.

"You mean Master Guizhen?"

Wei Xueer racked her brains for a long time before she remembered that Wudang had an immortal patriarch named Gui Zhen, who seemed to be of the same age as Senior Brother Zhang Xuan.

"He has become a master. How is he?" the old man asked with emotion.

"Master Gui Zhen...he has been incarnate for some years." Wei Xueer stuttered.
"Feathered?"

The old man's tone fluctuated slightly when he heard the words, and he muttered in a flash: "Yes, he is already old!"

"Old man, do you know Master Guizhen?" Wei Xueer noticed the old man's tone and asked in confusion.

"We know each other, we have known each other decades ago." The old man replied clearly and lowly.
Wei Xueer became even more puzzled when she heard this.

"May I ask your name, old man?"

……

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Li Xiaobai standing still and staring at the old man, Ruyijin wondered and asked
Li Xiaobai's lips moved slightly and he said in a low voice: "That person has a literary spirit!"

"Wenqi? Are you kidding me!"

Ruyijin was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost, he didn't believe it
How can anyone on this earth be literate?

Ruyijin still has a little understanding of this world. No one really knows the books of sages. Everyone regards books as a tool to make money. How can they be literary?
"look by youself!"

Li Xiaobai signaled Ruyijin to look at the old man.

Ruyi Jin, who still didn't believe it in his heart, looked at the old man using the method of observing Qi.

"I rely on!"

"How did he get here?"

Looking at the method of Ruyi Jin's movement and observation of qi, one can see that there is a three-foot blue literary qi condensed on the top of the old man's head.

Although it wasn't much, it made Ruyijin feel incredible.

For example, Li Xiaobai's head is at most a little blue, and most of Ruyijin's eyes on this earth are like this, with at most a little bit of green on his head, the best is a little more green.

The old man in front of him had three feet of green aura on his head and one meter of aura. Ruyi Jin was curious about who this old man was and how could he have so much aura in this world?
When the Cultivation Academy was first opened, Li Xiaobai had thought about whether to buy some Confucianism cultivation methods from the system to supplement the exercises for the Cultivation Academy.

Later, the system sneered: "Do you think there are literati in this world who can become Confucian cultivators?"

If you want to become a Confucianism cultivator, you need much harsher conditions than the spiritual roots required for cultivating immortals.

"It's really strange!"

Li Xiaobai looked at the old man carefully with his eyes and found that although the old man had a three-foot literary spirit, he didn't have a trace of cultivation. Li Xiaobai's first thought when he saw the literary spirit was that the old man was a practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism.

"I see!"

Wrinkling his little face, he looked at the old man's Ruyijin, and suddenly understood the way to clap his hands.

"What?" Li Xiaobai looked down at Ruyi Jin who seemed to have thought of something with a question mark on his face.
Ruyi Jin scratched her head and said to herself:
"Is it really because of this?"

Ruyijin, who was uncertain in his mouth, looked at the old man again, and looked suspiciously in his eyes again.

"Confucianism cultivators don't need to practice martial arts to condense literary spirit, but there are such people in this world!"

Ruyi Jin turned to Li Xiaobai, and analyzed in his mouth: "If you read a lot of sage books and understand half of the deep meanings, you can condense your literary spirit, but it won't be of much use if you don't practice exercises!"

"But this..." Ruyi Jin still looked at the old man in disbelief, and said uncertainly, "Could it be that this old man has really read the sage's book and understood the meaning of the sage?"

Li Xiaobai also shook his head with some unclear eyes.

"Master, Mr. Yi and Brother Zhang Xuan also know each other!"

Wei Xueer supported the old man towards Li Xiaobai, and said joyfully
Just now, Wei Xueer had a brief chat with the old man, and learned that the old man was named Yi Tian, ​​who was of the same age as Henry Zhang.

Yi Tian and Henry Zhang and others met when they participated in the war at the foot of the mountain.

Later, after the war ended, Henry Zhang and others chose to return to the mountain to inherit the torch, and Yi Tian also resigned.

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