When the book "Huangquan" gradually triggered a chain reaction in the outside world, the place where the book was written was still known to some well-informed people. It was the Haoran Academy where the literary saint was in charge, so naturally more people wanted to visit it.
Although the book has been officially printed and sent to various places in Dazhen, Ji Yuan, Yin Zhaoxian and Wang Li have only just finished the preliminary work. The other two can relax a little and wait and see the results, but Ji Yuan's work is far from over.
However, there are already six people in Yin Zhaoxian's courtyard now. In addition to Yin Qing and Yin Chong, who are members of the Yin family, there is also Xin Wuya who came all the way from the main hall of the Netherworld to write the preface.
"Huangquan" has only published six volumes so far, and there are actually three volumes that have not been sent out. However, these three volumes are not considered complete. Secondly, some of the content, such as reincarnation and other contents involving the deeper ways of heaven and earth, may need to be considered.
But even if the remaining three volumes are not printed, or are not printed on a large scale, "Huangquan" can still be regarded as a strange book in every sense of the word, and it contains countless private goods.
In addition to the "Tao" that Ji Yuan wrote and painted, using Wang Li's various stories as a guide, Yin Zhaoxian also incorporated his thoughts on literature and Tao over the years into his works. Although some of the stories about scholars seem erotic, they contain more grammatical principles. In Ji Yuan's view, these can all be regarded as a guide to grammatical practice.
However, in Ji Yuan's view, this is both a good thing and a pity, because Yin Zhaoxian's righteous energy is so strong that it corresponds to the stars in the sky. Before Yin Zhaoxian himself comprehended the way of literature, it had already reached a limit. His spirit and the righteous energy became one, but his body had been left far behind. Although it could slowly feed back into his body, the growth rate of the righteous energy far exceeded this.
So unlike Zuo Wuji who directly broke through the limit and embarked on the path of martial arts, the spirit of the world's literati Yin Zhaoxian and his own righteousness had already broken through the limit long ago. Although his body was also being nourished by the righteousness, the gap between them was getting bigger and bigger.
It is like a gravitational effect on mass. The effect of any elixir is divided into two for Yin Zhaoxian. A very small part nourishes the body, while most of it will be assimilated by his righteous spirit that exists with his spirit. It is just a drop in the bucket for nourishing the body, and the impact on the exaggerated righteous spirit is also minimal.
But Yin Zhaoxian was, after all, a man at the top of the literary world. He could see through himself and see the farthest in literature. After he resigned from office and retired, he was more concerned with educating the human race and even all living things in the world. Therefore, he attached great importance to his future writings, wanting to incorporate his own understanding of literature into them. As a result, he did not publish a book for several years after resigning from office. This "Huangquan" can be regarded as the first one.
Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine the impact of the book "Huangquan", which has both fame and quality, on the world's literary circles.
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Compared with the six parts of "Huangquan" in the outside world, in Yin Zhaoxian's courtyard, there are the original manuscripts of the book and some extended versions, which Yin Qing can't put down. At this moment, he is pulling Yin Chong to read some original manuscripts together.
"Wonderful, wonderful, humans and ghosts have different paths, and ghosts and gods are even more constrained by the believers and the land. But if there is an afterlife, there will be fewer regrets! Ahem... "
Yin Qing was wearing a thick dark blue fleece coat and he coughed from time to time while reading, but the occasional cold could not offset his enthusiasm. Even though he is now a high-ranking official, he is still a scholar at heart and a fun-loving person. He has always liked this kind of story.
Although Yin Qing's hair has turned gray, if you look at his wrinkle-free and energetic face, he definitely doesn't look like a man in his sixties. Instead, he looks more like a handsome but slightly old middle-aged man, and his charm is even greater than before.
Each word sparkled in Yin Qing's eyes, as if all kinds of vivid scenes were evolving in his exquisite heart. If Wang Li could see Yin Qing's inner world, he would be amazed that the scenes in Lord Yin's mind were almost the same as what he had in mind when he wrote the novel, and even more beautiful and perfect.
Yin Zhong now looks even more imposing. In Haoran Academy, he wears a long robe and a velvet cloak, but people feel that he is wearing a military uniform.
"Brother, what you said is absolutely right. It's a pity that the last three volumes of Huangquan have not been completed yet. However, we can read at least one and a half volumes more than others in Haoran Academy. Hahaha..."
When Yin Zhong laughed, the aura around him was vibrated by his laughter, but it did not leave his body. He just stood there like a steel gun. In addition to the martial arts aura, there were all kinds of military auras rising faintly behind him, as if there were thousands of elite soldiers who had fought in hundreds of battles following him.
"It's a pity that Daddy, Mr. Ji, and Mr. Wang didn't call me before, otherwise I would have also wanted to incorporate some of my military tactics into it, train and raise soldiers, and defeat them no matter if they are thousands of troops or a forest of demons!"
Xin Wuya stood beside Ji Yuan's desk. In addition to flipping through the books on it, he also wrote down some of his insights and his ideas about reincarnation. At this time, he looked up at Master Yin, but what he was thinking about was what Ji Yuan had said before.
'Sure enough, the two paths of civil and military are the cornerstones of the human race's great power. If the cultivators of the world only think that the human race has two saints of civil and military, and that the fate of the human race has been established after the emergence of the Wen Temple and the Wu Temple, I'm afraid that within three generations, they will be shocked...'
On the other side, Ji Yuan continued to use his own painting skills to depict various colors on a paper as small as a page of a book. The last three volumes of "Huang Quan" may not be suitable for a large scale, or each volume is more suitable for a specific audience, but one thing is certain, that is, all nine volumes of "Huang Quan" must be completed to meet the number of days!
At this moment, in front of Haoran Academy, old Dragon Yinghong and dragon girl Ying Ruoli were approaching Haoran Academy on the street outside. They were invited by Ji Yuan, and Yin Zhaoxian had already sent people to guard the gate of Haoran Academy to lead the way.
As soon as he saw the old dragon and the dragon girl coming, the old man knew at once that they must be the ones he had been waiting for. The old man's demeanor and the girl's grace and beauty stood out from the crowd.
"Haoran Academy is more interesting than I thought!"
The old dragon muttered to himself, and the dragon girl seemed to be thinking about something. The teacher who was waiting for someone at the door said something to the other two teachers guarding the door, then hurried out to meet them.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Ying and Miss Ying?"
Lao Long looked at the scholar with amusement, then looked at his daughter.
"Hey, Miss Ying?"
Ying Ruoli also smiled. Although it was a very common name, it seemed like the first time she had been called that in hundreds of years. She nodded in response.
"Exactly."
"Okay, please follow me. The dean and Mr. Ji have already told me to wait here. Please come in!"
The teacher guarding the gate of the academy certainly could not stop them, but he also bowed to the Ying father and daughter. After all, they were the dean's distinguished guests. Old Dragon and his daughter only returned the greeting briefly and then went in with everyone else.
After entering the academy, Lao Long heard the two gatekeepers at the back were also discussing the book "Huangquan".
"The dean is a literary saint, and Mr. Wang Li is also a famous novelist. This Mr. Ji is very likely the master at the Dragon Transformation Banquet. Even if he is not, there must be a connection. But who exactly is this Mr. Xin Wuya?"
"Yes, I really don't know who this Mr. Xin is, but the person whose name is in the book must be no simple person. I have never seen his other books, and he is not in the academy, so how did he write the preface?"
It was night when Xin Wuya arrived and he was not seen by anyone. Moreover, he always delivered three portions of food to the courtyard, and at most he added two portions for the Yin brothers later. Therefore, no one in Haoran Academy knew that Mr. Xin had already arrived.
The old man tilted his head, smiled and continued walking. The old man on the side observed his expression and out of curiosity, he thought for a moment and asked.
"Mr. Ying, do you know who Mr. Xin is?"
Lao Long chuckled.
"Of course I know. Your two colleagues are discussing Xin Wuya's other books. We should be able to see them after they pass away in the future."
"Dead?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and the dragon girl beside him shook her head helplessly, wondering why her father would make such a joke, so she explained.
"This old man, Mr. Xin, is the Emperor of the Netherworld, so my father said that maybe we can see his other works after we die."
Emperor of the Netherworld!
The old man's heart trembled. Wow, the book "Huangquan" indeed talked about many things in the underworld, but he didn't expect that one of the writers of the preface would be the Emperor of the Underworld.
Although I don't know what status the "Emperor of the Underworld" holds, I can probably guess a thing just by listening to the literal meaning.
'Wait, these two people's last name is Ying?'
He had not thought about it that way at first, but since Xin Wuya was the Emperor of the Netherworld, and these two people could directly reveal it in one word, the old man subconsciously thought of these two distinguished guests in a mysterious way. In comparison, he thought of the surname that he had not paid much attention to before.
'Are there two dragons beside me?'
Just thinking about it was exciting. The old man shuddered, but he was not afraid. He remained calm and polite.
"Thank you both for clearing up my doubts. Now I can show off in front of my colleagues and students in the academy. Hahaha..."
Lao Long also noticed the old teacher's reaction. A small teacher could have such magnanimity. He was indeed a sage of literature!
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In the small courtyard, the Xiezhi, which had not made a sound for eight years, suddenly made a sound that reached Ji Yuan's ears.
"Ji Yuan, you made this chess move a long time ago, right?"
Ji Yuan did not stop writing, his expression was very peaceful, and he also conveyed some irrelevant answers.
"This move is called the image of a hundred schools of thought contending with each other."