Chapter 37 (1/2)
”What's the matter?” Lin Xuan asked.
Yang Wencheng pointed to the finger painting scroll and said, ”this painting scroll is a congenital artifact of our literature and Taoism.”
”It is said that this painting volume was created by a quasi holy place more than 30000 years ago. It contains a congenital holy popularity and can nourish an entire academy.”
Lin Xuan nodded: ”do you want to activate this saint's popularity?”
According to Yang Wencheng, this holy popularity is like the spiritual pulse that nourishes the sect.
Once activated, it can provide a steady stream of holy popularity to the whole Academy.
It is not only conducive to the literary and Taoist practice of all people in the Academy, but also increase the prestige and heritage of the Academy.
You know, in the immortal world.
A congenital spiritual pulse can even support a millennium or ten thousand year door.
This shows how attractive this congenital saint is.
”Nothing can be concealed from the emperor,” said Yang Wencheng respectfully.
”In order to test the literary and Taoist talents of later generations, the prospective Saint set up an obstacle on the picture scroll.”
”Only according to the content of the picture scroll and the best words and sentences on the title can this picture scroll be activated!”
”It's a pity that I have little talent and learning. I've studied it for 200 years and haven't solved it.”
”Today is also cheeky. I want to ask emperor Fu, your literary saint, to help crack it!”
Lin Xuan smiled at the speech: ”it's a piece of cake.”
In his mind, he quickly searched the descriptions in xuanjue Tianshu related to the scenery in the painting.
Yang Wencheng was overjoyed when he heard the speech, and the emperor nodded. That means that the matter can be done 100%!
He took out his brush and handed it respectfully: ”emperor, please!”
Lin Xuan picked up his brush and wrote twelve big characters on the picture.
Beixuan scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow!
Twelve words fell, and the whole picture suddenly burst into a golden light.
A strong innate saint's popularity turns into dense seven color clouds in mid air.
Vast and mighty, if forever.
Seeing this, Yang Wencheng was so excited that he saluted Lin Xuan three times in a row.
”Seconds! It's seconds!”
”The twelve words of emperor Fu are really magnificent, magnificent and gorgeous to the extreme!”
Yang Wencheng was full of admiration.
When the female emperor chose her husband, she really knew the Pearl with her eyes.
The emperor's husband is so talented that the female emperor must also feel that it is most appropriate for him to educate his children. It's just that it's hard to speak because of his friendship.
It seems that I really came to the right place today.
Both complied with the female emperor's mind and resigned from the post of teacher.
With the help of emperor Fu, he succeeded in gaining innate Saint popularity.
This trip is really killing two birds with one stone!
Thinking of this, Yang Wencheng turned and left with a picture in his hand.
He wanted to hang this scroll in the Academy he had created immediately.
Let all the disciples of the Academy admire Lin Xuan's twelve character golden words.
As for Lin Xuan's crooked font, it can be ignored.
In the light of the colorful holy light, the words he wrote have a sense of returning to nature and being as skillful as clumsy.
In Yang Wencheng's opinion, perhaps at the level of literary saint, the words written are so unfathomable.
Seeing that Yang Wencheng hurried away without even calling, Lin Xuan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.
Unexpectedly, a sentence written down casually made Yang Wencheng feel like a treasure.
For his sake of educating the children, give him a gift.
”Wow, daddy is so powerful!”
”Dad can be a teacher for teachers, so I'll call dad old teacher!”
Xuanzhu clapped their hands happily, and their eyes were full of excited brilliance.
Xuanhan is suddenly whimsical and gives Lin Xuan a new name.
Lin Xuan spoiled and scraped Xuanhan's nose: ”baby, aren't you afraid to call your father old if you call him old teacher?”
”Will you?” Xuanhan immediately showed a nervous look and tilted his head. ”Dad is Dad. Even if he becomes a teacher, he is still our dad!”
”Well said, how clever!” Lin Xuan spoiled and kissed the little girl's fleshy face.