Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

The so-called "Six Arts of the Gentleman" in Confucianism actually refers to six completely different ways of cultivation that are deeply related to each other.

That is to say, there are six types: ritual, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and counting.

If the monks who practice these six inheritances pass a series of tests, they can choose to take charge of one of the four spiritual plants of "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum".

What Song He wants is the Lezhu cultivated by a gentleman who has reached the late Yuanying stage of Confucian cultivation and specializes in musical arts. He has cultivated it with the awe-inspiring aura generated by his own cultivation for many years.

This music does not refer to simple music, but music and dance, including a complete set of inheritance. The number of this kind of inheritance is very small. Even in Chenhuan Academy, there are not many Nascent Souls who practice this way.

However, the gentleman's music needs to be cultivated by a gentleman who has a complete inheritance to grow up, so Wen Suiyue is so entangled.

That thing is really precious.

Besides, inheritance is also involved. If Mr. Zhule is not willing to give it, even the academy cannot force it.

"I only have this request. If fellow Taoist Wen can convey it to me, perhaps I can persuade the teacher to build a spiritual network between Lingye Sect and Chenhuan Academy."

Without realizing it, he threw out a scented bait.

After hearing this, Wen Suiyue's heart moved.

Build a spiritual network?

There is a desert between Chenhuan Academy and Lingye Sect. It is the natural chasm between the Central Territory and the Northern Territory. Even the omnipotent monks have not thought about transforming the desert.

Not all dangerous places have to be transformed.

Although it is filled with chaotic magnetism and light, it is also a very important mine. Many precious materials can be found there, all of which can be produced due to the special terrain environment.

"I need to ask the academy about this."

Although her heart moved, Wen Suiyue couldn't make the decision. It was beyond her authority when it came to fifth-level spiritual plants.

"Don't worry, I have prepared so many fine wines and delicacies here. Fellow Taoist, please taste them first."

Song He extended his hand to invite.

Of course he couldn't eat, but he originally planned to stay with the host, and he didn't want to eat, he just wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

These Confucian cultivators from Chenhuan Academy were not shy people, and they immediately started to enjoy the meal.

All of them eat and look very chic.

There is no formality or formality at all.

In addition, Song He also noticed that these people did not use magic to restrain themselves, but instead indulged in the drunken enjoyment brought by the wine.

There were more and more words.

One of them, a male cultivator who looked very good-looking and would be targeted by countless ladies in the secular world, said sadly:

"God has blessed us, and we can also understand the scenery outside the territory. We are really lucky!"

After he finished speaking, he drank a jar of wine, lay back, and fell asleep on the spot.

The other monks seemed to be feeling very emotional, drinking one jar after another, and soon fell asleep on their backs. If they hadn't known that they were Confucian students from Chenhuan Academy, they would have thought they were drunkards from somewhere.

Song He: "..."

Isn't this a bit too free and easy?

Are all the monks in Chenhuan Academy like this?

He calmly ordered the evil spirits to carry the sleeping monks into the quiet room, and glanced at Wen Suiyue again.

Wen Suiyue happened to look at Song He.

The two looked at each other, their gazes flowing.

The former sighed helplessly: "Although writing anecdotes is also a path of cultivation, these juniors are limited by their cultivation and cannot travel all over the mountains and rivers.

Just a corner of the Central Territory cannot support their cultivation path anyway.

Fellow Daoist Song, you don’t know that all kinds of custom stories in the Central Territory have been written over and over again, not to mention about the love between humans and demons, even about life and death.

But this path is to accumulate knowledge, and finally be able to transform all things in the world into one's own path, and only in this way can one rise to the top.

After a lot of fighting, these junior brothers came to your sect with me. I think they were happy and asked fellow Taoists not to take offense.

She crossed her fists.

Uh...so that's it.

It's a shame you guys haven't come here for so long, but he still thinks this matter is difficult to handle.

Who would have known that people were so eager to post stories in order to find material for writing stories that they even got into a quarrel. No wonder there were so many people coming out of it all at once after discussing it for so long. They must have been thinking about the strange things from the other world for a long time, right?

But... is it an anecdote?

It seems that perfecting a world really requires filling in the details.

"What's so weird about this?" Song He waved his hand thoughtfully. He originally wanted to say a few words and then walked away to think about it, but Wen Suiyue took out two brushes and white drawing paper.

All are magic weapons.

"Fellow Taoist, how are you doing with the magical seeds that Master gave you?"

The eyes of this Jindan-level painter were shining.

There seems to be quite a bit of anticipation.

The magical seeds she was talking about were naturally given to Song He by Master Wen at that time, which allowed him to use his divine consciousness to influence the surrounding environment.

That magical power has been merged by Song He into the strange magical power called "Illusion of Heart Scenery" given by Senior Brother Lu, and they are no longer distinguishable.

‘So you want to discuss magical powers with me? ’

The thought flashed through his mind, and Song He shook his head decisively.

He didn't want to fight with someone out of nowhere. It wouldn't be good if he could win or not.

"Fellow Literary Daoist, you have also seen that I am just an incarnation, and I cannot use my magical power at all."

"ah?"

It was at this time that Wen Suiyue remembered that Song He was an incarnation, and her face suddenly felt a little hot - she was too eager to compete with the monks who practiced this way.

Painting requires long-term accumulation.

Travel all over the mountains and rivers and see all kinds of things in the world of mortals.

So when she heard that Song He had created a world, she hurriedly brought a group of juniors here, hoping to get some inspiration from Song He.

If he can create an entire world, he must be better than her, right?

"It's the little girl who's being abrupt." Wen Suiyue sighed deeply and put away the drawing paper and brush in a somewhat lonely manner.

Seeing her like this, Song He thought that the magical power was given by Zhenren Wen. It was indeed impossible to meet her in reality, but it should be possible in the lotus world.

Only a relatively mature world like the Lotus World could withstand the "fighting" between him and Wen Suiyue.

As for the New Moon Realm... forget it.

Carrying so many monks was already stressful. If he continued to fight and one of them was accidentally ruined, he would really be on the verge of tears.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and said clearly:

"Fellow Taoist, please resolve what happened just now. After the other fellow Taoists wake up, I will be waiting for your arrival in the Lotus Realm."

"Oh?" Wen Suiyue's eyes lit up, "Well, when this matter comes to an end, I'm looking forward to discussing it with fellow Taoists!"

After saying that, he bowed slightly and ran out quickly.

He really ran away.

He also used his magic power and his figure disappeared like the wind.

"It's really fast. Then I have to prepare."

Song He murmured to himself, and his figure disintegrated and disappeared.

The consciousness returned to the body located in Tianwentang.

"I'm going to the Holy Soul Cave. Please help me take care of things here. If anything happens, come to me."

After telling Chen Yao, Song He rode the roots to the Holy Soul Cave and came to the colorful lotus.

He put his hand on the lotus.

His consciousness quickly entered the world among the lotus flowers.

This world shrouded in colorful light and filled with fragrance everywhere... is very illusory, quite illusory.

Among the beautiful scenery, there are black and incomplete resentful souls entrenched, relying on the wonderful scenery imagined to soothe the trauma of the soul.

With only a trace of resentment left, they seemed to be grasping at straws, clinging to those beautiful scenery.

To be honest, it is a bit strange and even scary to see these things in a world shrouded in colorful dreamy lights.

Standing on the grass and staring at the colorful fantasy worlds, Song He suddenly tilted his head and said curiously:

"Senior, what do you think?"

Following his inquiry, an extremely beautiful woman appeared on the grass beside her. She stepped on the cold ice, and the grass under her feet turned into ice.

A smile appeared on his flawless face.

"How do you want me to see it, little friend?"

She asked back: "You and I both know that these are just fantasies and not the real world. How can we comfort ourselves? How can we make ourselves believe it?"

This is actually the drawback of fantasy worlds.

Even if Song He can design a world that is as close to reality as possible, it is not real after all. It is okay to deal with some mindless resentments, but it will be uncomfortable to face this seven-emotion sad spirit.

"That depends on whether you are willing to believe it, senior."

Since the other party has taken the initiative to mention this matter and is willing to enter the lotus world, it means that she is willing to relieve her resentment.

The Lotus Realm is very important in Song He's plan. Even if it is a difficult nut to crack, it must be solved and the Lotus Realm must be taken out quickly.

The almost complete Lotus Realm can be used as a core center. Using it as the center with many spiritual plants to arrange a formation, the number of monks that can be carried will be very large.

Although he was a little anxious, there was obviously a solution to this matter but it was still limited by time. Song He was really unwilling.

Things will change later. Now the Seven Emotions Sad Spirit is relatively stable, but as time goes by, will something unexpected happen to him?

These all need to be taken into consideration.

"Senior, if you believe me, I have a way." Song He suggested: "My imagination may be limited, but the imagination of thousands of people can always complete everything.

I am willing to write an article about the experiences of my predecessors and spread them throughout the mortal world. The legends of mortals will become the cornerstone of this world. Maybe it is not known that you can return from the legends? "

Qi Qing Sad Ling was slightly startled and remained silent. (End of chapter)