As soon as Zou Ziqi's Qindao of the Semi-Saint Family came out, the candidates followed suit. But Su Lin still remained silent. Hong Liyu, who was beside him, looked at dozens of Qindao extending towards the deep mountains, and was a little anxious. He gently grabbed Su Lin's arm and said:

"Su Lin and Zou Ziqi opened the way with Qin's thoughts and directly crossed the mystery of Chongshan. Moreover, from his poems, it has been revealed that the opportunity to finally get out of the world in the painting is Xilin Temple. Should we also write Qin's poems, right?"

Facing Hong Liyu, Su Lin did not speak, but instead frowned slightly and shook his head.

"Why not? Su Lin, although Zou Ziqi was the first to think of this method of diligently breaking the formation, it does not mean that we cannot use it. Do you see that other candidates also write similar poems? If you disdain to imitate Zou Ziqi, what if there is only one method to draw?"

Hong Liyu thought Su Lin was not willing to imitate Zou Ziqi's poems, so he tried his best to enlighten him, "And if you can write a poem about governing the country and use the diligence of governing the country to go straight to the mountains, wouldn't you be more convincing to defeat Zou Ziqi?"

"No! Li Yu, I shook my head, not because I disdained to use this method to draw. But..."

Su Lin's eyes shone brightly and said with certainty, "But I don't think this method can't be out!"

"What? Can't get out? But...their diligence has already gone to the deep mountains? If they can't get out of this method, what kind of poetry should they write?"

Hearing Su Lin's answer, Hong Liyu was stunned, and then calmed down, saying in his heart: "I was reckless. I thought Zou Ziqi was a child of the semi-saint family, so his approach must be correct. He wanted to imitate without any doubt. What if... Zou Ziqi was also wrong? Wouldn't he be led astray by him?"

Hong Liyu was like a wake-up call, regardless of whether Su Lin said it right or not, but Hong Liyu knew that he had blindly believed Zou Ziqi before. Even if the situation and situation were so urgent, never lose his judgment. Before doing anything or decision, he had to question it first. Is this really right?

"Su Lin, thanks to your reminder, I did not blindly follow Zou Ziqi. I had not thought about myself before, so I believed that Zou Ziqi's method was correct. It was indeed too dangerous. But now, what should we do? If it weren't for Zou Ziqi's method, what would it be?"

"Li Yu, the only thing we can do now is one word... wait!"

Su Lin smiled and stretched out a finger and said.

"Wait? What are you waiting for?" Hong Liyu said in confusion.

"When Zou Ziqi and the others walked through Qindao, where... can they really get out of the painting? As long as I know this, I can use my thoughts to infer the correct way to get out."

With a clear idea in his heart, Su Lin felt relieved, hugged his chest with both hands, raised his head slightly, and looked at dozens of Confucian scholars on the diligent path in the air.

At this time, outside the painting "Lushan Yunfeng", everyone was nervously watching the performance of the candidates in the painting. Especially Su Lin and Zou Ziqi, they became the focus of everyone's attention. The great painter Lu Qingran also specially focused on the images of the two's holy power, allowing the people outside and scholars to see their actions at all times.

When Zou Ziqi used his holy power to write the song "Diligence and Dao", all the people and scholars couldn't help but clap and cheer.

"Truthfulness is the way to do it, it should be the thought that all scholars should uphold. No matter how difficult it is or how dangerous it is, if you study hard, you can reach the other side of your thoughts. The poems written by this kind of thought are enough to cross any maze!"

"Zou Ziqi is worthy of being a semi-saint family. His deep thinking can reach such a state. Although his poem has not reached the level of national security, Mingzhou is already very impressive. Diligent thoughts are enough to support him to break the painting, right?"

"Look, it's true that other scholarly candidates have imitated Zou Ziqi's thoughts on "Qindao" and wrote poems. Tsk tsk... It's really amazing that other candidates can imitate this in the state examination!"

...

In contrast to Zou Ziqi's performance, Su Lin has been staring at and thinking after entering the world of painting, and has not made any substantial moves yet. The scholars and candidates who have paid attention to him can't help but discuss it.

"You guys say. Now that Zou Ziqi has discovered a way to break the scroll, will Su Lin follow his example? Or... Does Su Lin want to find another way?"

"If Su Lin followed suit, Zou Ziqi would do what he wanted. Even Su Lin imitated him and wrote poems. This competition would be won without comparing him."

"That's right, with Su Maocai's talent and pride, I definitely disdain and would not imitate others' writing poems. Besides, Su Maocai has written four poems in a row. My biggest wish today is actually to watch Su Maocai write a poem in a country..."

"The poems in Zhenguo are so difficult! Do you think Zhenguo is really a cabbage? Even if Su Lin has written four poems, now facing such test questions, it is even more difficult to solve them with thoughts and write them into Zhenguo's poems!"

...

At this time, on the stage, the provincial governor Pang Shihua also looked at the performance of the candidates in the painting with interest, and said to the great painter Lu Qingran beside him with a little confusion: "Old Lu, is your painting "Lushan Yunfeng" so simple and broken? That... it does not fit your old reputation!"

"Hehe! Pangzhou Mu has always had good eyesight, my paintings, especially the "Lushan Yunfeng" that I have been painting for ten years after I spent ten years painting, how could I be embarrassed to show off my ugly appearance?"

Lu Qingran smiled and pointed to Zou Ziqi, who was walking on Qindao in the scroll, and said, "This guy from the Zou family has some tricks. Using Qindao to avoid my mountains and ridges is also a way. However, it is not the most correct way. It is still early for him to walk to Xilin Temple!"

"Oh? It seems... Mr. Lu, there is still mystery in your painting!" Zhou Mu Pang Shihua nodded with a smile, then pointed to Su Lin, who had not acted in the painting, and said, "Then Mr. Lu looked at Su Lin. Do you think he would follow Zou Ziqi's method?"

Lu Qingran said decisively: "No! If Su Lin is a smart person, he can see that my painting will definitely not be so simple and pass it. Therefore, he must be able to see that Zou Ziqi's method is not a smart method. The other candidates are really too stupid and have no opinion at all. Following Zou Ziqi's paintings and follow the crowd. Only Su Lin may surprise me, maybe it may not be possible!"

Of course, the scholars and candidates in the world of painting cannot hear the great painter Lu Qingran and Lu always comment on their imitation behavior. At this time, they are struggling to walk towards the other end with the golden diligence.

When they thought that by walking through this diligence, they could reach Xilin Temple and then break the painting and leave. However, after a while, they found that their diligence seemed to have ended. There was no place to fall, and in the end they could only fall unwillingly.

Looking around, the end of Qindao did not reach Xilin Temple. Instead, he fell into the arms of another round of mountain peaks.

"What's going on? Look, those scholars who imitate Zou Ziqi's poems have come to an end and have not come out of the picture!"

"Their diligence seems... they are too short! Zou Ziqi's diligence length is at least three times theirs. He is still walking. I wonder if Zou Ziqi can walk out of the world in the painting!"

...

The audience outside the painting was shocked by this sudden change and their hearts became even more hungry. The thought that there was no suspense, but suddenly the turn of things changed, and they began to wonder whether Zou Ziqi's diligence could get out of the picture.

"As I expected, if Qindao is the way to get out of the picture, it would be too simple. Zou Ziqi probably vaguely knew that it was not that simple, so he deliberately used the five holy words "Qin" to strengthen his Qindao. However, even so, he could not get out of the picture in one fell swoop!"

Seeing that many scholarly candidates fell from Qindao, Su Lin confirmed his thoughts and spoke to Hong Liyu, "Li Yu, in my opinion, this scroll is not just a layer of maze, but very likely two, three, or even multiple mazes. Look at the candidates who followed Zou Ziqi to paint Qindao. Although they can get out of the first layer of Chongshan maze, they fall into the second layer of maze."

"It's true! Su Lin, I also discovered that we are now in a layer of maze outside. The mountain moves with us and prevents us from entering the maze inside. If you want to enter the core Xilin Temple, you have to break through the many mazes in order to recognize the true face of Mount Lu, step into Xilin Temple, and break out of the painting!"

Under Su Lin's guidance, Hong Liyu's thoughts became more and more active and closer to the truth, and he explained his analysis step by step.

"That's true! Therefore, in my opinion, Qindao is just a stupid method. Building a path to breaking the formation through diligent thoughts is actually using brute force. It is like a person who has not mastered the correct learning method and only knows how to study hard. Although it cannot be said that such a method is completely wrong, it has little effect and half the result with twice the effort. And if you truly master the core of these mazes and master the correct method, you don't need to consume such a lot of brute force, you can go directly to Xilin Temple and break the painting..."

Su Lin nodded, "Now we must carefully observe the surrounding environment, the painting of the mountains and ridges. If we want to break the painting with poetry, we must truly understand what the painting expresses. Then write this thought into the poem with our own understanding, so that we can truly prescribe the right medicine and use poetry to break the painting with poetry..."
Chapter completed!