Although the golden article "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" is written in ancient characters, the golden characters have magical powers, just like a translator. Even Song Shuhang who didn't know the ancient script, when he saw this article, he could automatically understand its meaning in his mind, and instinctively translated them into 'simplified characters' in his mind.
According to Venerable Bai's explanation, this "Sage Self-cultivation Fu" is a Confucian method of self-cultivation, which is similar to meditation, and can you also practice calligraphy
So, Song Shuhang casually glanced at the golden article in the sky, memorized the first few sentences, and didn't pay more attention.
The 'golden article' condensed by the statue lasted about ten breaths.
During the period, Venerable White brought Song Shuhang and slowly landed.
After ten breaths, the golden articles condensed by the statue disappeared... 'The Immortal Statue of the Thirteen Tribulations under the Sage's Gate' returned to calm, and the visions all converged.
The Confucian disciples sighed reluctantly.
At this moment, Song Shuhang suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.
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After a while, when Song Shuhang's eyes returned to light, he found himself in a huge square.
The square is paved with black slate, neat and generous. In the center of the square, stands a statue, which is the statue of 'Daozi', the first disciple of the sage who condensed the golden article "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" before.
In addition to Song Shuhang, there are nine Confucian disciples around. Just like him, these Confucian disciples looked around in a daze.
A Confucian disciple asked suspiciously, "Where is this place? Wasn't I here just now?"
Song Shuhang thought about it. He was with Venerable White just now - so, how high is the cultivation level of the person who forcibly brought him into this space? Can you bring him from Venerable White's hands in an instant
Or, he is not being pulled into this space by his body, but his consciousness has entered this strange space
While thinking about it, Song Shuhang saw an acquaintance among the nine Confucian disciples - the 'scholar with a knife' Su Wenqu.
At the end of the Chu family's 'Duanxiantai', when the walking tractor competition was about to start, Song Shuhang met this Confucian disciple who was driving the 'One Leaf Lone Boat', a sports car modified from a broken immortal boat, Su Wenqu, a 'scholar carrying a knife', and 'Baiyun Academy'. Henghuo Zhenjun's only son.
It is worth mentioning that Su Wenqu's real Dao name should be, but the nickname 'Scholar Carrying a Sword' is so famous that no one remembers his real Dao name.
Su Wen song orz.
However, Song Shuhang had met Su Wenqu, but Su Wenqu did not know Song Shuhang—because at that time, Song Shuhang had already entered the body of Young Master Phoenix Slayer and met him with Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body.
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Even the only son of True Monarch Henghuo was pulled into this space, and it seemed that Su Wenqu, a scholar with a knife, didn't know this space, and looked blank.
What the hell is going on in this space
Song Shuhang complained in his heart.
At this time, Su Wenqu regained his composure, and he stepped forward to the statue and saluted. Apart from them, there is only this statue in this space, and the opportunity must lie in this statue.
As he finished offering sacrifices to his ancestors, there was a faint flash of light on the 'Daozi Statue'.
Immediately afterwards, in front of everyone present, a set of tables and chairs appeared out of thin air. On the table were the Four Treasures of the Study, the Pen, Ink, Paper and Inkstone, as well as clear water and ink ingots.
Immediately afterwards, a solemn voice appeared in everyone's mind: [Write the entire chapter of "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" silently for five minutes. ]
Following this majestic voice, a high wall was raised beside every Confucian disciple and Song Shuhang to separate all the disciples.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Is this to prevent cheating
Did they become 'students'
After graduating from elementary school, he rarely 'written' the whole article silently anymore. It's terrible!
[Time begins. ] That serious voice sounded again.
The next moment, Song Shuhang heard the sound of the surrounding Confucian disciples starting to grind ink, and after a while, there were bursts of writing.
For Confucian disciples, "Sage Cultivation Fu" is as important as meditation, and it is the foundation of the foundation. They have to write it many times a day.
Most of the disciples were able to complete the dictation of the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" in one minute.
Song Shuhang: "..."
He is not a Confucian disciple. When he was standing behind Venerable White's flying sword, he glanced at the golden article, but he did not write down the full text at all!
At this time, he actually let him write it out in five minutes? It's not hard to do it.
Besides that, one more thing - he doesn't grind ink.
When he was in elementary school and junior high school, there was a calligraphy course in the school to teach students to practice calligraphy.
But the problem is that the ink they use is not 'milled', but bought directly from the bottle. How to grind ink, he has never learned, at most, he has seen a few scenes of grinding ink in movies.
After I get out of this weird space this time, I'll go learn calligraphy! Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.
With a sigh, Shuhang picked up the ink ingot, learned from the movie, added some water to the inkstone, and then tried to grind it with the ink ingot. Regardless of whether the posture is right or not, the ink should be ground first.
While grinding, he thought hard about the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" that he had glanced at before.
But even with the cultivator's powerful memory ability, he could only memorize the first few sentences of "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu". After all, his eyes are not 'cameras', and he cannot remember everything he has seen.
"Forget it, you can write as much as you can." Song Shuhang secretly said.
Then, he grabbed the brush and dipped ink in the inkstone. Fortunately, he learned a little bit of calligraphy when he was a child, at least he still remembers how to use a brush.
Sighing again, Song Shuhang picked up the pen and wrote the first few sentences of "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" on the paper.
After writing the first few sentences, Song Shuhang could only stare blankly, he couldn't remember the following.
How to do
Otherwise, ask the fellow Daoist on the side for help
So, Song Shuhang shouted: "Daoist next door friend, do you know what the next sentence is? Can you hear me, and you should hear it!"
After all, the rules only say that the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" should be written silently within five minutes, and it doesn't say that it is not allowed to ask the fellow daoists on the side for help.
But unfortunately, the wall between each 'examinee' will not only cut off sight, but also cut off the voice of communication.
While the sound of grinding ink and writing is transmitted, the sound of speaking is filtered. The surrounding Confucian disciples could not hear his voice, nor could they lend a helping hand to him.
Just like that, five minutes passed quickly.
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rumbling~
The walls around the 'candidates' shrank back.
Among the ten candidates, nine Confucian disciples looked confident, and the blank paper in front of them was full of words.
After grinding the ink, all the Confucian disciples completed the dictation of the "Sage Cultivation Fu" within one minute.
Song Shuhang looked at the position beside him - the one sitting beside him was Su Wenqu, the only son of True Monarch Henghuo, the 'scholar with a knife'.
Shuhang subconsciously looked at Su Wenqu's "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" on the white paper.
Then, Song Shuhang was stunned!
Su Wenqu's paper is full of words—and, all of them are 'ancient words'.
Song Shuhang looked at his blank paper again. What was written on his paper was... simplified Chinese characters after translation.
Pit!
Even writing in ancient script
This kind of exam is obviously prepared for 'Confucian disciples', right? For Mao, an unrelated outsider, to be involved in this kind of exam
Could it be... because of 'Liu Li Scholar'
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Seemingly sensing Song Shuhang's gaze, Su Wenqu turned around and looked at Shuhang. In fact, he noticed Shuhang from the very beginning—among the ten candidates present, only Song Shuhang was not a Confucian disciple.
Then he also glanced at Song Shuhang's dictation on the paper. The simplified characters were only the first few sentences.
Su Wenqu's face twitched involuntarily: "..."
"Fellow Daoist, ask a question - what happens if you fail the dictation?" Song Shuhang asked worriedly, there won't be any punishment, right
"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist. It's the first time I've entered this strange space." Su Wenqu replied embarrassedly.
At this moment, the serious voice sounded again: "Those who have completed the dictation can leave this space and receive a three-grade Confucian treasure 'Fengchan Pen'. Those who have not succeeded in dictation, restart the dictation after twenty breaths for five minutes."
Song Shuhang: 0_0
Fuck, is this an unlimited space for make-up exams
He didn't even know the correct way to write the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu". Even if he was given a hundred more chances, he would not be able to write this "Saint's Self-cultivation Fu" completely in ancient Chinese characters.
How to break
"This fellow Daoist, take the next step first. I wish fellow Daoist to finish writing it in silent soon." Su Wenqu said softly on the side, and at the same time, he spread out the "Saint Self Cultivation Fu" he wrote and showed it in front of Song Shuhang.
For more than 20 breaths of time, I hope this unfamiliar Taoist friend can remember the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" as much as possible, and successfully write it by dictation.
"Thank you." Song Shuhang stared desperately at the "Saint Self-cultivation Fu" written by Su Wenqumo, trying to remember it as much as possible.
But the above are all ancient characters, and there is a world of difference between the way of writing and simplified characters. Moreover, the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" written by Su Wenqu doesn't have the function of automatic translation.
Song Shuhang wrote down very hard.
Now, he can only rely on the monk's powerful memory to memorize every pattern of ancient characters.
Twenty breaths passed in a blink of an eye.
Rumbling, a wall of walls rose again beside Song Shuhang.
The exam starts again.
And Song Shuhang only remembered less than one third of the "Saint Self-cultivation Fu".
Pills again.
At this moment, Song Shuhang finally recalled the horror once dominated by the exam... (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.