Confucianism and Taoism…

Entertain with talent.

Reading, writing, and enlightenment are the methods of cultivation.

In its early days, Confucianism and Taoism were mainly about cultivating one's character, governing the country and the world, cultivating great righteousness in one's body, and prolonging one's life.

Only in the later period could Confucianism and Taoism show its true power.

A battle of words and a lotus flower blooming in the mouth.

A word can follow the law, a sentence can suppress demons, a poem can kill evil spirits, and a poem can destroy thousands of armies.

It's just that there are very few people who can cultivate to the late stage of Confucianism and Taoism.

There were not many people in ancient times, let alone this era.

"Condensation!"

Lin Xiao shouted softly and pointed his right hand towards the void.

Suddenly, a purple-gold light burst out from his body.

Talents and awe-inspiring righteousness poured in from miles around, and they all merged into this purple light.

Then, a purple-gold colored writing brush gradually condensed out.

It is engraved with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, mountains and rivers, vegetation, and all living things!

Its style and coolness are much better than Old Man Teng's emerald green jade pen.

Lin Xiao was very satisfied.

But the people around him looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

Even Mr. Teng was surprised.

"It's a bit too absurd to be able to condense the original conception into writing."

"Didn't it mean that if the artistic conception is less than 30%, the text instrument cannot be condensed?"

"Genius, this Lin Xiao is above Confucianism and Taoism. It seems that he is also a genius and a monster!"

"No! Generally, the writing style that is first condensed is very ordinary, with a little glow at most, but, why is Lin Xiao's writing style so shocking...!!"

"Humph, so what if he condenses his writing skills? He doesn't have any Confucian knowledge. He is still far from catching up with us."

"Yes, at least five years, no, seven or eight years, he still needs to recuperate."

All the Confucians had shocked faces and could not understand.

Are there really people in this world who can cultivate both civil and military skills?

"Old man Teng, I'll give this money back to you." Lin Xiao said calmly.

"Little friend, can't you understand the method of condensation just by observing my writing style?" Mr. Teng took back his natal writing instrument and asked in surprise.

"What? Is it difficult to refine your writing skills?" Lin Xiao asked.

Confucian scholars do not need spiritual weapons.

When the artistic conception reaches a certain level, they can condense their writing style and nourish it with Qi.

After that, whether practicing or slaying demons, writing poetry will require this writing style.

Mr. Teng: "..."

Confucian scholars: "..."

Is this human language?

Doesn’t this kid really know how many Confucian scholars are stuck in condensing their writing skills?!

Seeing that no one answered, Lin Xiao ignored them.

The purple-gold writing brush had already flown to his side, and its talent was lingering and mysterious.

And the next moment.

Lin Xiao pointed towards the void again.

A ray of the same purple-gold light rushed out.

"Um???"

"What is Lin Xiao doing?"

"Hasn't he already condensed his writing skills?"

"Is it because the writing style just now was not condensed completely?"

Talent and awe-inspiring righteousness are once again condensed.

then.

A purple gold inkstone as bright as jade gradually formed.

The inkstone is colorful and magnificent, with the mountains and rivers of the earth on one side and the white clouds of the sky on the other.

The whole body exudes a kind of intimidation.

All the Confucian scholars were completely shocked.

And the shock was even more profound than the first shock!

They couldn't count how surprised they were today.

It seemed like a year of shock had been spent on this young man.

"This Lin Xiao actually condensed a second artifact?"

"Can we Confucian scholars still have a second artifact?"

"I don't know. I think other great scholars only have one piece of writing utensils."

All the Confucian scholars looked at Mr. Teng in confusion.

Mr. Teng was stunned for a few seconds before he withdrew his stunned gaze and opened his mouth to explain.

"A Confucian can condense a second artifact, but he must reach the realm of Confucian power. As for why this little friend is able to do this, maybe it is because of... his extraordinary talent." Old Teng said.

Confucian scholars: "..."

Comparing people with each other makes people angry!

The realm of great power among Confucian scholars is equivalent to the existence of Hua Ding in martial arts.

well!

Is talent so important in Confucianism and Taoism?

Lin Xiao was already surrounded by two artifacts, which made the scholars around him look envious.

Just because they practice Confucianism does not mean that they do not have emotions and desires in their hearts.

Without the seven emotions and six desires, that is the ruthless way.

The ruthless path belongs to the side of swordsmanship, and its cultivation speed is much faster than other paths, but it has huge flaws.

And when everyone thought Lin Xiao was over.

He stretched out his hand again and pointed toward the void.

Caiqi and Haoran's righteousness moved again.

"????"

What's going on?

Is it over?

Still coming??

After half a while.

A strange light bloomed, and a piece of paper full of mystery was condensed.

The third document was really condensed by Lin Xiao.

Before everyone could marvel.

His talent and mighty righteousness are still tumbling.

Another purple-gold light burst out from Lin Xiao's body.

This time, all the forces were mixed together and condensed into a piece of ink stone.

The ink stone looks ordinary, but it is deep, transparent and extremely charming.

"Four pieces!!! Lin Xiao actually condensed four artifacts. This... this is too much."

"Is this kind of talent really going to overwhelm the entire Tiandiwen Palace?"

"I finally understand why the Heaven and Earth Palace vibrates and why the Holy Bell rings so many times!"
To be continued...