Li Wuqi held the big flag, and with the support of He Chuan, he took heavy steps and walked towards the bay where the big ship was docked...

The ship they were about to board was one of the huge voyage ships, named Ningkang. The ship was about ten feet long, had three floors of lofts, and could accommodate more than 500 people.

After boarding the ship, everyone went to their rooms according to the markings on the wooden tickets.

The rooms of the three of them are next to each other. Guan Zhiyu is in room 14 on the third floor, Li Wuqi is in room 15, and He Chuan is in room 16.

When I got through the door, I found that the space was cramped, with only a bed, a table, and a cabinet.

As for meals, servants will deliver three meals a day, or you can go to the cabin below the deck to buy them yourself - it's really a small market inside, with everything you need.

Li Wuqi climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his breathing.

In this way, half an hour passed before the fluctuations in the meridians subsided, and the blue soul energy could slowly circulate to heal the injuries.

The sword named "Shuangqiu" by that young man just now was not as powerful as the five-cut "Moon-breaking" in Li Wuqi's "Thirteen Slashes of Annihilation"!

If Li Wuqi's body hadn't been strong enough, he would have been lying there with that young man.

"There are not many great scholars in the world who can hurt me to this extent! That young man should also be a very prestigious figure."

In the afternoon, the ship set off.

This behemoth entered the sea, displaced tens of thousands of tons of water, and spread its huge sails that covered the sky and the sun.

There were many workers at the bottom of the cabin, shouting slogans, shaking oars and rowing the water together, pushing the big ship towards the middle of the sea.

The sea was fairly calm.

But occasionally when encountering waves, the big ship always shakes to the west, and the amplitude is not small. Thanks to the small size of this room and not many objects, otherwise it would turn into a chicken coop if it rocked like this a few times.

Although Li Wuqi didn't get seasick, he was a little annoyed to keep swinging around like this, especially since he was still concentrating on using his soul energy to heal his wounds, so he simply hid in the giant Gu.

No matter how violent the shaking was outside, the giant Gu couldn't feel it at all.

In this way, Li Wuqi can heal his injuries with peace of mind.

After about a day or two, Li Wuqi's injuries were almost completely healed. There were still some hidden injuries between the meridians, and he could only take time to nurse them back to health.

But the biggest gain is that my literary heart has been restored.

Now, I am a genuine literary practitioner, and I can use the poems I learned in my previous life.

However, according to the rules of literature in this world, the first literary practitioner to read or write the entire poem will be considered the owner of the poem.

Therefore, I cannot use the poems I have given to my sister for my own use.

Otherwise, my sister will be confused when the time comes.

"Let me really experience the feeling of cheating!"

If my literary heart had not been plundered by that beast Shen Jiao, with my huge reserve of poems, I would have reached the realm of Confucianism long ago, and maybe even become an immortal!

Of course, on second thought, if Shen Jiao hadn't killed his original body, he wouldn't have been able to travel through time.

Therefore, everything has pros and cons, and everything is an arrangement of fate.

What's more, I actually have no particular regrets in getting to this point.

Except for good brother Shen Chu.

"Okay, let's play "Qingming" first."

Li Wuqi shook his head, threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and began to recite poetry:

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road feel like they are dying. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village."

Buzz!

Wanxiang Wenxin trembled for a while, and emitted a dazzling light!

But, there was no reaction.

It should be said that when a good work is born, heaven and earth will bestow talent and reward the author... Oh!

Li Wuqi suddenly understood.

"Damn it! I'm in the giant Gu now. Even if heaven and earth want to give me talent, they can't!"

So he pulled away from the giant's poison and returned to the bed in the small room.

It was midnight outside at this time.

In the dead of night, there is only the sound of the sea breeze blowing the sails and the ship pushing away the waves.

try again.

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road feel like they are dying. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village."

Buzz!

Wen’s heart trembled!

Sure enough! A ray of dawn fell from the sky, ignoring the obstruction of dark clouds and sails, shining directly on Li Wuqi, merging with the light of Wanxiang Wenxin, and continuously conveying power.

[Talent acquisition, Literary training progress 1]

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]

…

【Literary Realm 1】

[Literary realm: Observing the mind]

The light dissipated.

"It's done."

Li Wuqi was overjoyed. In just a few breaths, he had broken through the first level of Wen Dao and officially entered Wen Dao practice!

"This is the real feeling of cheating!"

He struck while the iron was hot and recited another song, "Tian Jing Sha·Qiu Si".

"Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."

Buzz!

Another ray of dawn came, breaking through the dark night.

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]

…

The light dissipated, but it did not escalate.

I think it's because it requires more talent to advance from the mind-observation state to the destiny-making state.

But as long as it is a problem that can be solved with talent, it is not a problem. Li Wuqi has nothing else but a lot of poetry!

"The Proud Fisherman·Autumn Thoughts"

"Autumn comes under the plug and the scenery is strange. The geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. The sounds are rising from all sides, thousands of miles away, the smoke is long and the sun is setting. The lonely city is closed. A cup of turbid wine can lead to thousands of miles away, and there is no plan for Yan Ran to return home. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost. On earth, people are sleepless, and the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears."

Buzz!

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]

…

【Literary Realm 1】

[Text quality 1]

[Literary realm: establishment of destiny]

[Text bone: iron]

"Huh!" Li Wuqi exhaled a breath, enjoying this wonderful feeling, "I have reached the realm of destiny. And now I can be regarded as a strong scholar."

continue!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Through the small window, Li Wuqi could see the bright moon hidden in the clouds over the sea.

"Reward yourself with a song called "Moonlight Night"!"

"Tonight, the moon is on the sea, and I can only look at it alone in my boudoir. I pity my children from afar, and I still remember Chang'an. The fragrant mist and clouds make my hair wet, and my clear and shining jade arms are cold. When do I lean on the empty canopy, my tears will dry under my eyes."

boom!

A particularly dazzling beam of light descended and enveloped Li Wuqi!

The poems of the poet sage Du Fu are indeed extraordinary!

But it may also be because of the upgrade of Wengu. Anyway, this talent is particularly powerful!

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]

[Talent acquisition, Literary cultivation progress 1]
To be continued...