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Chapter 215 Break through the twenty-first paragraph!

Dong Guoji is so miserable. Life is worse than death. He is trapped in a small area every day. He really lives like a year.

The hunger has passed for more than ten days, and even though he has profound cultivation, he is still dying.

Now Dongguoji, where does he have the style of a senior figure in the Dongguo family? He wails every day through the stone gate.

Tang Yu had no time to care about him, but Ji Sunxiang was bored and teased him to relieve his boredom every day, but she also enjoyed it.

Shiraishihara's portal design is very clever, with the portal being densely ventilated, but the inside and outside can communicate. What's more amazing is that Shiraishi actually has a small space for teleporting items.

Ji Sunxiang has a variety of ways to tease Dong Guoji.

Sometimes he was asked to learn to bark, sometimes he was asked to slap his mouth by himself, and most of the time he was asked to kowtow and beg for mercy. If he performed well, Ji Sunxiang would send him a raw fish through the teleportation space.

Dong Guoji performed desperately every day in order to survive. Ji Sunxiang had a request, so he would definitely try his best to satisfy him. Ji Sunxiang just thought that he had raised a dog in this cave. Anyway, there were few other things in this world, but the fish in the stream seemed endless.

Every day, Ji Sunxiang gave Dong Guoji a small fish, only ensuring that he would not starve to death. The powerful Dong Guo family's Dong Xuan Realm powerhouse and the senior family's strongest man were raised as dogs by Tang Yu and Ji Sunxiang.

Dong Guoji was becoming more and more desperate. He secretly started to learn the answer to the mystery of "Zhong Er", but he racked his brains and spent all his life learning, but he returned in vain.

Tang Yu didn't object to Ji Sunxiang's actions, and he didn't have the intention to care about it.

When eating every day, Dong Guoji has fun, but he can slightly relieve his mood of retreat and practice. Tang Yu even worried that Dong Guoji would starve to death after a long time, so he lost one less fun.

As for whether Dong Guoji can solve the mystery one day, Tang Yu is not worried at all. Dong Guoji cannot solve such a mystery!

These days were leisurely, free and fulfilling, and more than a month seemed to have passed in a blink of an eye.

Tianmu Cave has constant temperature all year round, and it is spring all year round, and according to the time and time, the world outside should also be in full bloom.

The spring examination in Chudu should have begun, and Tang Yu and Ji Sunxiang have no such thoughts when they stay in this cave.

On this day, Tang Yu read the "Haoran Sutra" again, and felt that the vast aura in his heart became more and more exciting and fulfilling. The scriptures floated in his mind, and the magic power in his body was running faster and faster. After a few circlings, the magic power improved again.

Mana breaks through twenty sections?

Tang Yu's face changed, and an ecstasy immediately appeared on his face.

All the practice scriptures are recorded above. The maximum magic power of monks in the state of enlightenment is 20.

Because the saints spread the Dharma, the highest magic power is transmitted to nine sections, and the nine enlightenment eleven sections are transmitted to nine stages. The peak of magic power of the cultivator in the enlightenment realm is twenty sections.

Such records of the classics almost freeze the magic power level of the monks in the enlightenment realm. Tang Yu's magic power has long been at the level of twenty stages. Today, I read the Haoran Sutra and then realized it, and his magic power broke through twenty stages. Aren't those classics all wrong?

With more than twenty stages of magic power, Tang Yu felt that the world in front of him was even more different.

The great aura in my heart was stirring. The mind was unprecedentedly clear and puzzled, and there were many doubts I couldn't understand before. At this moment, I seemed to have realized something.

What's even more incredible is that Tang Yu felt that his understanding of the four arts had made great progress.

He held the brush in his hand, but when he saw his wrists circling, dignified and thick large characters appeared on the stone wall in front of him. These words were exactly the same as Yan Gong's original works in "Yan Gong Duobao Tie", and could almost be fake and real.

If a monk in the state of enlightenment copied the spirit and form, at this time, Tang Yu's copying of "Yan Gong Duobao Tie" truly had both form and spirit.

Once there is God, the words will be like life, and the momentum emitted in an instant will be different.

When Yan Gong left his words back then, Tang Yu was also clear about the magical magic power in his body.

You should know that for any practitioner, the original works he wrote cannot only look at the characters themselves.

Only by using the original works, you can you see your understanding of practice, your understanding of practice, and such copying can you learn the essence of a secret book.

This is also the reason why all secret books, authentic works and copybooks are hugely different.

Tang Yu practiced the original work of "Yan Gong Duobao Tie". There are the mysteries of the cultivation of a generation of calligraphy saint Yan Gong between the lines of this post. If you can truly understand these mysteries, it depends entirely on the practitioner's understanding.

When Tang Yu had twenty levels of magic power, he had not yet realized it. At this time, his magic power was broken, and this kind of understanding naturally grew.

Tang Yu's pen is still unhappy, but it gives people a very strange feeling.

Because even if it is a cursive writing, it seems that it is half a beat slower when facing Tang Yu's pen tip.

Where is the inheritance of the Saint of Regular Stories a secret that can only be practiced and cannot be used against the enemy?

All the top monks warned the younger generation that counting regular script is the most difficult in calligraphy. The difficulty of regular script is not only the regular requirements of techniques, but also the difficulty in using regular script techniques to compete.

Just imagine a cursive calligraphy, with quick brushwork and agile brushwork, but regular script is like dancing in shackles, and every stroke cannot be separated from fixed rules.

If you are not a monk who has a deep understanding of practice, you will not be able to understand the changes in regular script at all.

In fact, where does regular script have no changes? It is also a horizontal line, lightness and heavyness are changes, turning the pen and hiding the tip is changes, and moving the pen and undulation is changes.

This kind of change is integrated with the practitioner's mental state and aura, and what you think in your heart will be written. This is the master.

And how profound the inheritance of a powerful man like Yan Gong, who is as saint as a regular script is should be?

Tang Yu wrote more and more confidently, and he felt comfortable all over his body, and he felt unprecedented open-mindedness in his heart. Before he knew it, a full text of regular script appeared on the opposite cliff wall:

"Birds fly across thousands of mountains, people die in thousands of paths, and the old man in a straw hat and hat are alone, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."

Four lines of poetry, twenty characters, and between the lines, there is a sense of grand demeanor. Looking at this calligraphy, the viewer will naturally feel open-minded.

"Haha..." Tang Yu laughed. He used his pen in his hand and wrote the five words "Wuling Tang Xianjue". Each word was like a knife carving an axe on a stone wall.

After writing twenty-five words, Tang Yu abandoned the pen.

The mana slowly released. A kettle-tailed six-stringed lyre appeared in front of him, and he gently pressed his fingers and plucked them.

"Cong..."

The Lumen inherited music score "Ren Xiaoyao" flowed out from his fingertips like a trickle of water.

This song has a rich and delicate style and graceful style. When the tune is played, it has a chic artistic conception of vastness of the world and allowing me to lie in.

This kind of artistic conception is not like the song of a strong man who is determined by a golden sword and an iron horse. This song does not have much desire to compete for victory, and can be called a song of a hermit.

The world is free and free, and all kinds of things are free, which is extremely in line with Tang Yu's situation at this time.

On the Cangqiu Continent, there are countless troubles every day, with constant disputes and constant struggles. However, in this paradise like a paradise, those disputes and troubles are like the separation of heaven and earth, and they have completely entered the world of another hermit.

If this is a world, Tang Yu can be free and carefree at will.

"Cultivator of destiny?"

Half the cliff wall of Tianmu Cave, an unconcealable shock flashed through a pair of cold eyes.

A figure in black robe, covered in black, slowly floated in the air.

Her eyes stared at Tang Yu tightly, her expression changed rapidly, and her hands were shaking slightly.

She had almost no hesitation. With a play in her hand, an invisible string pierced the void and rolled straight towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was immersed in the artistic conception of the piano, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He frowned.

He gently played his fingers on the strings, and the blades shot out from the strings and rolled straight towards the invisible strings.

But the string seemed to be alive. Facing Tang Yu's piano blade, it suddenly turned around in the air and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Tang Yu felt a tightness in his heart, and he actually rushed up into the air. He looked up at the sky and saw that the light of the eyes on the sky increased rapidly. He realized that something was wrong and immediately shouted Ji Sunxiang.

But I don’t know how high this Tianmu Cave is, Tang Yu’s rapid ascension was instantly a hundred feet away.

His shouts were covered in the sound of the piano, where could Ji Sunxiang hear them?

Finally, he saw clearly the person who took action, and frowned and blurted out, "Aunt Ji Sun?"

In the air of the cave, there was indeed a smooth stone wall. A portal on the stone wall had been opened. Who was the one standing in the portal?

"You are very good, very good!" Aunt Ji Sun nodded constantly, her smile was very ghostly, making people feel embarrassed.

When Tang Yu saw Aunt Ji Sun, he felt happy and sad.

The joy is that Tianmu Cave has a way out after all, and he and Ji Sunxiang have a way out, while the sorrow is that he is really scared of this woman from the bottom of his heart.

I am not afraid of her cultivation, but her ruthless heart. I don’t know what kind of twists and turns I will go through if I fall into the hands of this woman.

"Child, you are very good, very good!" Aunt Ji Sun still smiled again, as if she wanted to show a kind look, but this kindness really made Tang Yu feel goosebumps.

"Senior, how do you say it directly? Anyway, I have mistakenly entered your Shiraishihara. The so-called "people are the slaughter and I am the fish, that..."

"No, no, child. You don't have to be too careful. My name is Ji Sun Xianrou. Speaking of which, we have a lot of connections. Your father and I are old acquaintances. Your mother is even more of my close friends. Oh, it's a pity that they have already gone there.

Don't worry, in Dachu, no one can hurt you.

My Xianger favors you, and I also support you very much. You will definitely let your lovers get married, haha~”

Aunt Ji Sun said extremely "kindly", Tang Yu felt chill in his heart, and then he smiled and hurriedly bowed down in a regular manner, saying:

"My younger generation, Tang Xianjue, met with Aunt Ji Sun. I don't know that my aunt is an old acquaintance of my father. I had offended her before, so I hope my aunt will not be surprised..."

[The update was late today, there was no special reason, it was Kawen. It took more than half a day before Nanhua straightened out the subsequent plot, so the update was late!!
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