MTL - God of Taoism-Chapter 20 don't study

  Chapter 20 It’s okay if you don’t study

   "Principal, the son of Baidingtian has been sent to Jingchen." The red dragon sage walked into the garden and said to a scribe in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea by himself, when he heard the words of the Chilong sage, he sighed softly: "I never imagined that the son of Master Ding Tian would become a magician. It is really unpredictable in the world, so let him follow Jing Chen bitterly." Let's fix it."

"After all, this son is stigmatized by a magician. Let him worship under Jing Chen's sect, but he is a generation taller than today's disciples, and he has become brothers with a group of real people. Doesn't it seem a little bad?" Chilong sage Said.

"Senior Brother Jingchen and Junior Brother Dingtian have been fighting for the top spot for more than ten years. What's more, Senior Brother Jing Chen once made a great wish, not to enter the people and leave Nanli, so it is perfect for him to teach the son of Senior Brother Dingtian." After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he sighed again: "It's just a pity for this son. Literary talent, those few verses are really rare holy goods."

   "How good is the literary talent? Just like Fu Ziyi back then, the higher the talent, the greater the harm." Chilong Xianren said expressionlessly.

   "That's it, that's it." Hearing Fu Ziyi's name, the man in Tsing Yi waved his hand to stop the Chilong Sage from speaking any further, and his interest faded.

On Jingtai Island, Bai Cangdong gave the boy a cold look: "Don't say that I may not be willing to worship him as a teacher. Even if I do, he is still a direct disciple. If I am not a thing, what is his cheap master?" ? What are you, a lowly boy?"

   "You..." The boyish eyes burst into flames, but he couldn't refute Bai Cangdong at all.

Bai Cangdong sneered in his heart, the Internet is well developed on the earth, and the dissemination and popularity of information is far from comparable to that of the holy world. If there is nothing else to say, there are countless classic cases, and Bai Cangdong can be regarded as the culmination of thousands of years outside the concentration .

   "Sage Jingchen, let's open the skylight and speak honestly. I worship you as my teacher. What can you teach me?" Bai Cangdong looked at the sage Jingchen and raised his voice and asked.

   "The way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation." Jing Chen replied flatly.

   "Does the way of self-cultivation include exercises?" Bai Cangdong asked directly.

   "Not included." Sage Mirror Chen shook his head slightly.

   "Can secret skills be included?" Bai Cangdong asked again.

   "Not included." Sage Mirror Chen shook his head again.

"So, you didn't intend to teach me the art of cultivation at all?" Bai Cangdong couldn't help but sneered, and it was exactly as he had guessed. Nanli Academy wanted to put him under house arrest at all, so how could he teach it to me? The art of his cultivation.

   "The way of cultivation is not just the secret skills of exercises, the way of writing is also the great way." The sage Jingchen said indifferently.

"You want to teach me the way of writing? There is no one in the holy world who can teach me how to write and speak poetry." Bai Cangdong was annoyed. Huang Rong, who taught Yang Guo back then, wanted to make him a useless scholar.

And after the battle of Mingjing Lake and the unreasonable and unreasonable arrest of him to Nanli Academy, Bai Cangdong has deeply realized the importance of force in this world, so how could he be willing to be a useless scholar.

"I know how talented you are, but those are just small ways, the avenues of literature, to understand the principles of heaven and earth through literature, and to understand the myriad laws and ways of the world. You still have a long way to go on the road of practice." Jing Chen The sage was not angry either, and said with a blank expression.

"The essays I write are the small way of writing, so what is the great way of writing? What kind of writing have you done?" Bai Cangdong felt depressed. This is a small island, and he was afraid of falling into it when he turned around while sleeping. In Haili, thinking that he might be trapped here for the rest of his life, he suddenly felt very bad.

The sage Jingchen didn't speak, so the boy said first: "In the entire Nanli Academy, no one knows that the sage of my family is the number one in literature and Taoism. Back then, the sage of my family obtained the fruit of the Tao with a poem, and became a high-grade sage. The sophistication of the Tao, even the Tianxin Zhiren who visited my Nanli Academy in the past were greatly admired. His Taoist poems are widely circulated in the holy world. Still have a lot to learn.”

   "Oh, then I want to hear, what is the poem of the great way." Bai Cangdong said disapprovingly.

"Hmph, you are really ignorant, don't you even know the Taoist poem by my sage?" The boy pointed to the **** stone like a mirror next to the wooden house, curled his lips and said, "That Taoist poem is engraved on the On it, after Tianxin Zhiren listened to the Taoist poems of my sages, he was engraved on the mirror stone under the shock of his Taoism, and everyone in the whole Qingzhou and even the whole holy world didn't know who didn't know."

Bai Cangdong ignored the boy, walked up to the black stone and took a look, and sure enough, he saw four lines of poems engraved on it, each word was round and smooth, and there was an indescribable charm in it, which made people feel good after reading it. People who don't know calligraphy will also feel that this word is beautiful and elegant, and it contains wonderful meaning.

After seeing the four lines of the poem clearly, Bai Cangdong was stunned for a moment, and cried out in his heart: "What kind of Taoist poem is this? It is the famous address on the earth, known to everyone. To be able to write such an address, this mirror technique is truly worthy of its reputation, and it does have real talents."

"What? Look stupid, can't talk anymore? Are you shocked?" The boy saw Bai Cangdong standing there, thinking that Bai Cangdong was shocked by the Taoist poem written by the sage Jingchen, and couldn't help mocking triumphantly road.

   "I was really surprised." Bai Cangdong looked away, nodded slightly.

"Now you know what it means to have someone beyond others, right? Don't think that you are defiant because you have a bit of literary talent, you are far worse than the way of literature..." The boy looked up, as if Bai Cangdong had lost to him, and raised his head Educate from Bai Cangdong.

"Ah!" Bai Cangdong let out a long sigh, interrupted the boy's eloquence, and then shook his head and said, "I was really shocked, I never thought that it was written by the sage Jingchen, who is famous all over Qingzhou, and even everyone is moved. It is really disappointing that his Taoist poems are only of this level."

   "What did you say?" The boy stared at Bai Cangdong with his eyes wide open, as if he thought he was in a dream.

   Jing Chen, who had been calm and composed all the time, had an expression for the first time after hearing Bai Cangdong's words, and couldn't help frowning.

"I said that this Taoist poem is really bad. It's worse than I imagined. If this is the so-called great way of writing, then the way of grammar is really worthless. It doesn't matter if you don't learn it." Bai Cangdong said firmly every word.

  (end of this chapter)