I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Chapter 498

"And the literary spirit in other people's bodies, after the literati's perception, tends more and more towards his own literary spirit, so even if it is artificial empowerment, there are certain distracting thoughts in it."

"As for the medicinal qi, it is more to attract the qi of heaven and earth, so as to supplement your body."

"That's why no matter where you come from, your literary style will always have some heterogeneity."

Chu He thought for a while before speaking.

"Too mixed style will produce different conflicts, and it is likely to damage the body."

Yao Chen nodded in relief, and said.

"The heterogeneous style of writing is because there are different ideas in it, and different ideas will conflict."

"That's why we need to purify our literary spirit."

"Your literary mind exists because of this."

my literary heart...

Standing on the Wenhai, Chu He looked inside himself and saw the constant ups and downs of Wenxin.

Does Wen Xin have the effect of purifying Wen Qi?

Why is there no record in the books? Even in the ancient books, there is not even a single word about this?

Chu He looked at Yaochen suspiciously.

Yao Chen shook his head and said with a light smile.

"These things are probably not clear to the first-rank Confucian scholars of your human race. The saints may be aware of them, but the saints may feel that such things do not need to be said."

That's right, anyway, with a broken literary heart, no matter from any angle, this person is bound to die.

As long as the literary heart exists, the literary energy in the literati will be passively purified of distracting thoughts, otherwise they will not be able to survive at all. Naturally, there is no need to consider the importance of the purification of the literary heart.

Yao Chen continued.

"The purifying effect of Wenxin is to continuously transform the literary energy in your body to one that is more suitable for you, and the photo of this Good Fortune Pill also has this effect."

"It's even stronger than your Wenxin purification effect."

"Maybe it usually takes you a month to purify the body's internal energy, but with the photo of the Good Fortune Pill, you can purify it faster in less than a week."

Chu He raised his forehead and spoke.

"Is there any use?"

"It's useless."

Yao Chen said.

Chu He: ...

It's useless, what are you talking about so much, it makes me think how strong it is.

Yao Chen sensed the helplessness in Chu He's eyes, and said with a chuckle.

"Useless is relative. If you think about it differently, if you lose your Wenxin, then the existence of this photo can replace Wenxin's purification effect?"

"You might as well not say it."

Chu He said angrily.

"Wenxin is not only the root of literati, but also the root of the human race."

"I must first have a heart, so that I can have a literary heart. If I don't even have a literary heart, I can't even be a human being. Why do I need that purifying effect?"

Yao Chen chuckled lightly and spoke.

"Then tell me, what kind of story was the beginning of Doupo?"

The fight begins?

Chu He was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the beginning of Doupo.

Yaochen woke up in a ring.

That was a distraction of Yaochen.

A distraction that exists on its own.

But what does this do for me?

Distraction can only be created by a third-grade ghost cultivator. Because of its own specificity, the human race cannot separate the soul from the body, so there is no such thing as distraction.

Could it be that if I have an accident in the future and lose my physical body, I don't have to fall into ghost cultivation? Cultivate ghost energy?

Instead, you can directly use the Creation Pill as the foundation, retain your literary spirit, and become the first ghost to cultivate literary spirit that has never been seen before, and it is very likely that there will be no one to come after?

Huh... Chu He shuddered and shuddered.

It's also horrible.

Seeing Chu He's reaction, Yao Chen chuckled and said.

"It seems that it is useful to think about it."

Chu He said immediately.

"Let me become a ghost who can cultivate Wenqi, I might as well fall into ghost cultivation directly."

Yao Chen shook his head and said with a light smile.

"You have fallen into ghost cultivation, what do you ask your master to do?"

my master...

Chu He was startled suddenly, remembering that powerful golden figure who was about to enter the wine throughout the story.

Qinglian Sword Immortal...

Qinglian Sword Immortal is a Confucian scholar, a literati, and a sword cultivator, but he is not a ghost cultivator.

A ghost who cultivates Wen Qi can continue to be the disciple of Qinglian Sword Immortal, but a ghost cultivator who cultivates ghost energy, as a human saint of Qinglian Sword Immortal, if he does not directly kill and clear the master, it is already burning incense .

Is it possible to become a ghost who cultivates literary spirit, and there is such a role?

Chu He shook his head abruptly, and said.

"These things are too far away, I don't think about it for the time being."

Yao Chen nodded in satisfaction, and said.

"Yes, this kind of mentality is the best."

Chu He suddenly discovered a strange thing.

"Yao Lao, you are obviously the book spirit in Doupa, how come you are so familiar with this world?"

It made me feel like I just came from time travel, someone who doesn't belong to this world.

No, I was originally from time travel, and I don't belong to this world.

Yao Chen smiled softly, when you reach my level, you will understand.

"Power does not divide the world."

"All the differences, in essence, are actually the same."

All differences, in essence, are actually the same.

Chu He thought about this sentence, but couldn't figure it out.

Chu He sighed, and bid farewell to Yao Chen and Deng Ah—when Chu He was promoted to a third-rank scholar, the two of them no longer needed to sleep for a long time, and could spend most of their time in Wen Hai.

But if you want to enter the real world, you can only maintain it for a while.

With Chu He's current style, it is estimated that the two of them can exist at the same time for an hour.

Exiting Wenhai, Chu He slowly opened his eyes again.

The pain in his body made Chu He think that he was torn apart.

With difficulty, he moved his fingers, and even the bed moved.

But no one.

Chu He's face twitched.

He can't even make a sound now.

This is not right, it is different from what he imagined.

A hero who just killed a half-step ghost fell into a coma due to severe injuries, shouldn't there be someone to accompany him at all times?

people!

Is no one looking at me!