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Chapter seventy-ninth

Fengshan Academy is not small, with pavilions, waterfronts and pavilions arranged in an orderly manner.

Although it is not worth mentioning, every flower and tree is full of fun, but walking in it can also make you feel leisurely and open-minded, lingering in your heart.

Soon, I saw a loft that fell in the academy. In this leisurely environment, there was a unique solemnity that made people unconsciously pay attention to it.

Li Zhichang's eyes can connect with ghosts and gods, but what he sees is another scene.

On the attic, the spirit of literary thoughts was magnificent, as brilliant as a galaxy, condensed but not dispersed, and shining with rays of light, covering the entire academy.

It can be said to be as bright as the sun and the moon.

He nodded secretly, Chen Lirong was unique among the four major academies. He was indeed extraordinary and worthy of praise.

A true great scholar does not think about the past and does not seek the next life, but is to comfort the world and help the people, and pursue the subtleties between the laws of heaven and man.

From this intertwined literary and logical aura, we can know that Chen Lirong was a character who thoroughly analyzed the articles of various scholars, and then he had the light of spirituality and literary aura, and such a prosperous situation.

When I arrived at the front of the building, there was a plaque first.

The word "Taixu" is written on it.

When it comes to calligraphy, the word "Taixu" cannot be said to be at its peak.

However, there is a connection between the strokes, and there is a luster flowing. If you look closely, you will forget the words above, and various things will appear in your mind.

Or birds flying in the sky, fish on the ground, and elk in the forest, all of them are everywhere.

In the end, these things seemed to disappear together, empty.

What is Taixu? Taixu is Tao's appearance, that is, the external appearance of Tao.

It can be both void and all things.

At this time, He Zhixing's expression changed and his face was strange: "Please stay, sir, please come in alone to speak."

Xu Qingchang said curiously: "Isn't even me?"

He Zhixing nodded.

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I will follow the guests." He gently shook his clothes and entered the attic.

Just like the attic, there is a smooth floor inside. Li Zhichang took off his shoes and stepped on the wooden board.

Ventilation is placed on all sides, and the sun is coming in. The floor is not cold, with a hint of coldness.

Step by step, I saw a person sitting upright in front of me.

This man looks seventy years old. When he looks closely, he seems to be only fifty years old.

He held a book in his hand, his eyes were particularly warm, with a little bookish atmosphere.

The exposed hands were slightly dry, but there were no age spots, a long beard, and meticulously combed.

When Li Zhichang came in, he looked at him.

Under the old man's eyes, Li Zhichang slowly arrived and finally sat calmly in front of the old man.

The old man asked in front of him, "What is Taixu?"

The voice is not loud, but there is an uncompromising tone. The speech is fast and straightforward, but it makes people hear clearly so that they won't be able to hear what they are saying.

Needless to say, the old man was Chen Lirong, a great scholar in the world, who was particularly powerful than the Taoist Yangshen figures.

It can be said that once this old man goes, he may not dare to show up wherever he has just formed ghosts and evil spirits, and he may even get closer. The sneaky thoughts of his heart will disappear in a short time.

His qi and blood have begun to decline, but his spirit has become clearer.

Li Zhichang thought to himself: If this old man is willing, he may immediately condense his soul, overcome the thunder tribulation, and refine the pure yang.

Such a great scholar is indeed rare.

However, no matter how powerful he is, for Li Zhichang, he is not reluctant to blow his face with a breeze without any turmoil.

Li Zhichang's calm expression was as always, and he could not see any crampingness. He said softly: "The Tao is great and quiet, and Taixu is Tao. Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. It can also be said to be all things, but all things are not Taixu."

When the old man heard Li Zhichang's words, his expression relaxed. He finally breathed slowly and said, "What a moral man."

Li Zhichang's explanation focuses on Tao, not Qi, which means pointing out that his basic knowledge is in Taoism, not Qi.

The Taixu of Qi and Blood is what Zhang Hengqu said, "Taixu is invisible, the essence of Qi, gathers and disperses, and changes in guest shape."

Li Zhichang said: "You are not bad either. This is the first time I have seen you when I read books to the point of being so clear about you."

One of them is a great scholar and the other is a god-like man who has experienced mysterious experiences.

Every word is mysterious.

He Zhixing has accumulated a lot and was enlightened. At this moment, he was brave and diligent, and he could see a training-like Taoist energy wandering around the teacher's literary spirit.

Moreover, he was never suppressed by Mr. Wen Si's breath, but instead wandered like lightning, rushing left and right.

If it weren't for the light of the spiritual light of Mr. Wang, he would have been persevering, and I am afraid that the knowledge accumulated in this body and the principles obtained will be dispersed.

This is also the first time that He Zhixing has seen Mr. Li Dongyang discuss his ways with others since the last time Mr. Li Dongyang came to visit the mountain.

Moreover, unlike Li Dongyang, his literary spirit is profound and his rules are strict.

Li Zhichang's Taoist energy is even more elegant and detached, and can be called a sword immortal. He walks away with one blow and never stops.

There are ever-changing changes and difficult to describe in detail.

And when they fell into the attic, they were each talking and confronting each other.

Li Zhichang's every word is heart-killing, and every sentence is surprising.

It was like taking a move outside the sky, but after one attack, there was no effect, so there was another problem.

Every time you exit, it is fast and fast, but it is in line with the principles of the birth and death of all things in the universe, making people hear it, and they are all the time to hear it.

Li Zhichang used to be just fighting with others, and in fact, there were very few people who were fighting with Taoist hearts like this.

But he has broad knowledge and is better than being unrestrained, so he can escape from debate.

Chen Lirong studied for a long time and had a solid reason, so he never defeated his beliefs in Li Zhichang's strange but reasonable words.

The sun is already west, and the afterglow is thousands of points.

The literary spirit on Taixu Pavilion gradually restrained, and Li Zhichang's Taoist energy was no longer agile.

The last light disappeared and fell into the night.

A burst of laughter came from inside, and He Zhixing immediately entered and saw the two of them sitting opposite each other, without any tension, and he was constantly at ease.

I could only hear Chen Lirong say: "If I were young, I would have had a night chat with Li Jun Bingzhu, but unfortunately I was old and weak, and I would never be in my prime."

Li Zhichang smiled faintly and said, "It's too late, so why not invite Brother Xu and the others to have my Taoist boy, here you can have fun together."

Chen Lirong nodded and said, "You can go and take the lights when you know how to do it."

Li Zhichang said: "No need to hold a lamp, let Mr. Chen see my Taoist magical powers."

I saw him get up and hold the pen, and when he reached the wall, he just stroked it and it turned out to be a circle.

After a while, the paper turned into a bright moon to illuminate the room, shining with light.

Xu Qingchang and the others had already come in, and they were shocked when they saw this scene.

The girl in red was even more surprised and looked at Li Zhichang without realizing her eyes. She only knew that this person was powerful before, but she didn't expect that his Taoist Dharma could be so powerful that he could be as real as false and illusion.

And a bigger question arose from her heart. She clearly could not use even a trace of heaven and earth vitality. How did Li Zhichang cast spells? (To be continued.)
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