I Become A Saint By Studying

"What level of poetry do you need for the ten-day horizontal sky map?"

Lin Yi looked at He Weijun.

If it can save the people of the two southern prefectures, what if it borrows a few Mingfu poems from the former sages?

"You really have?"

He Weijun is a bit of a joke in it, how can poetry be so easy to write?

But Lin Yi seems to be coming for real...

Lin Yi didn't say anything to death, and said, "You can try."

"The talent of a Mingzhou poem is all integrated into it, and it can draw a picture of a scorching sun."

He Weijun looked solemn, and said seriously, "If you want to draw a ten-day horizontal map at one time, at least... ten Guanfu poems."

"As long as the legendary Ten Days Horizontal Map is born, it can melt thousands of miles of ice and snow!"

Lin Yi froze for a moment.

The ten Guanfu poems are somewhat difficult. It's not that he can't come up with them, but that he can remember not many poems and articles.

If you carry a song, you will lose one song.

What's more, take out ten poems at once, and Nansu Mansion, that is dozens of Guanfu poems.

If it were replaced by Mingfu poems, there might be a lot of them.

"When I used the Eight Trigrams map to deal with Su Wei's Yin God, I used a lot of talents in the city. The key is the Mingzhou poem "Bamboo Stone" given to Wenbo, which played a key role..."

Lin Yi intends to try this method, perhaps a Mingfu poem is enough.

But he can't guarantee the success rate.

So Lin Yi continued to ask He Weijun, saying, "Dean He, what is the probability that the ten Guanfu poems draw a picture of 'Ten Days Horizontal Sky'?"

He Weijun looked a little embarrassed, this appearance almost made Lin Yi's heart skip a beat, isn't it 100%?

"One percent probability, after all... this is just the supernatural power of Lieyang painting technique, which has extremely high requirements on the painter, not just a matter of talent."

He Weijun told the truth.

Although he really wanted to prostitute Lin Yi's poems for free, but knowing that it was unlikely to succeed, he still went to harm Lin Yi, and he couldn't do it.

After all, this is his intended heir.

"..."

Lin Yi fell silent, according to what He Weijun said, that is to say, the ten Ming Fu poems may be useless.

The probability is too low, it is not worth wasting the poems of the sages, because the probability is not as reliable as his Eight Trigrams.

"Aside from drawing the 'Ten Days Horizontal Sky Map' and finding out the perpetrators, is there any other way?"

If you want to save these people, you can only deal with the external crisis first, that is, the knife-like blizzard.

Then disaster relief.

He Weijun was silent for a moment, and said solemnly, "True Taoism!"

Taoism is a taboo topic for the Holy Academy.

Even if it is the Taoism of Heavenly Dao Sect.

Because this is a battle of ethics.

Song Zhifu's eyeballs popped out, saying that He Weijun really dared to say such a thing, and he was not afraid of being judged by the Holy Court?

He Weijun didn't care, but at this moment he was relieved, and said freely, "Anyway, the heir has been found, and the Taoism of Heavenly Dao is not a sorcery, I have nothing to be afraid of."

He looked at Lin Yi and said, "However, the Heavenly Dao Sect is no longer walking in the world, so this road still won't work."

Lin Yi asked, "Can the students deal with Su Wei's 'skill'?"

Snapped!

When He Weijun heard Lin Yi's words, he slammed the table, stroked his beard and smiled, "I almost forgot, your boy's mysterious literary skills saved the people of Nanxiang Prefecture."

"The awe-inspiring righteousness that is just reaching the sun is not inferior to the Fierce Sun Map. If you can still perform that 'skill', with the help of the Tianshu Formation, the old man thinks it is feasible."

The prefect Song Zhili also stood up abruptly, able to keep his head.

He said happily, "The people of Nanxiang Mansion have been saved!"

Everyone in the hall was excited, and this period of time was a torment for them.

As natives of Nanxiang Mansion, they have witnessed the evil plague, and also witnessed the 'Heaven Map' where the awe-inspiring righteousness manifests.

Even if the third rank sun god is directly killed, there is a high probability that it can melt the ice and snow, and it may even break the magic of the person behind the scenes.

"How to use the Tianshu Formation?"

Lin Yi is well aware of the power of the Tianshu Formation in the Holy Academy. When Su Wei used the Tianshu Formation, he almost sacrificed the entire city with blood.

If the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams diagram can be blessed by the Tianshu array, it may also have miraculous effects.

"The Tianshu formation itself does not have any power, but every prefecture has it. It existed thousands of years ago to protect the human race, and it was built by the Taoist sect where the emperor Fuxi belongs..."

Knowing this past history, He Weijun continued, "Later Dayan and the Holy Academy joined forces to establish the orthodoxy of Dalu Wen Dao. As a condition, the Holy Academy mastered the Tianshu formation left by the Taoist sect."

"The Tianshu Formation is actually equivalent to a formation eye. If you deploy a defensive formation in the Tianshu Formation, the increase in formation will cover the entire city..."

"Back then, Su Wei of the Demon Dao used his blood to sacrifice the stones of the god formation, and placed them in the Tianshu formation, making this evil formation cover the whole city."

Lin Yi immediately understood. To put it simply, the Tianshu Formation is a formation amplifier.

Any formation laid in the Tianshu Formation will spread throughout the city.

Thousands of years ago, there was no Dayan Dynasty. Only the city could protect the living beings, and the Tianshu array was used for defense.

But now that the Tianshu Formation is under the control of the Holy Court, it has become the eyes of the scholars who monitor the world.

Lin Yi was a little puzzled, looked at He Weijun and said, "Can Dean He's blazing sun map be displayed through the Tianshu Formation?"

"cannot!"

He Weijun shook his head and said, "Painting is not formation, neither is literature. Tianshu array will not activate."

‘Is my Eight Trigrams diagram a formation? '

Lin Yi thought deeply.

He Weijun seemed to see the doubts in Lin Yi's heart, and said, "Your art is different from ordinary literary arts. I don't know what it is, but when you used it, the old man watched from the side and thought it was very similar to array art. ..."

"At the same time, it has absorbed the talents of the scholars in the city, and it has also shown great momentum, so I think I can try it, and the hope is very high. Lin Yi, you really came in time!"

After all, He Weijun is the dean of the No. 1 Academy in Nanxiang Mansion, so his knowledge is naturally not weak, and he is eager to try it now.

Lin Yi fell silent upon hearing this.

He found that Lao He was indeed sharp-sighted, and he had a point.

The performance of the Eight Trigrams diagram is indeed a graphical state, but the Eight Trigrams diagram can also evolve into a formation, which is also commonly known as the Eight Trigrams array.

It is indeed not an exaggeration to say that it has something to do with formation techniques.

"Without further delay, let's try it out!" Lin Yi didn't want to delay too long.

Solving the cold wind, ice and snow in Nanxiang Prefecture is only the first step.

Disaster relief comes after.

If the first step is not resolved, the progress of disaster relief will be greatly affected, and people may even die in the bone-piercing cold wind at any time.

"Go, go to the eyes of the Tianshu Formation!"

He Weijun and Song Zhili got up quickly, took Lin Yi directly to the Tianshu formation, and other officials followed.

The back view of Wei Zhongjun and everyone leaving, also wants to be a person like Lin Xueshi in his heart.

He regretted it at the beginning, but fortunately it is not too late now.

...

Thanks to the quick escape of the bachelors of the Tianshu Academy, the Tianshu Formation cleverly fell into the hands of the temporary disaster relief commander.

Lin Yi returned to his hometown, and countless images appeared in his mind for a while, as if he saw Long San slashing the world with his sword again.

I also saw the scene where Wei Wudi and others died to save him.

The past was vivid in his mind, and his eyes turned red accidentally.

Shake away the sorrow.

Lin Yi's eyes fell on the eyes of the Tianshu formation that had lost its brilliance, eager to try...