HLnovel Chapter 105 Dream Pen Falls Like Flowers, Surrounded by Enemies on All Sides!
Chapter 105 Dream Pen Falls Like Flowers, Surrounded by Enemies on All Sides!
Chapter 105 Dream Pen Falls Like Flowers, Surrounded by Enemies on All Sides!
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru sighed:
"It's a pity that this is only because the land is beautiful. Now, the Yanhuang people are beset by internal and external troubles. I don't know when the human race will be able to have peace."
Everyone fell silent, then forced smiles.
"Brother Ye is right. One is born in hardship and dies in comfort. I wonder if any of you brothers have the courage to come with me to the northern border to slay demons and monsters."
Kong Hexuan raised his head and addressed the crowd.
“A true man should wield a sword on the battlefield. We cannot allow frontier soldiers to ridicule us scholars. After this, we military strategists will also go to Yanbei for training. I wonder if Brother Kong has the courage to travel with me?”
A lean young man from the military family laughed loudly, making Kong Hexuan smile awkwardly:
"It's better not to use it."
Everyone laughed.
Everyone knows that the military strategist originated from the ancient Sima, the military officer of the royal court. Their ancestor was Sun Tzu. The military strategist's trials were quite cruel. Once one obtained the title of Tongsheng (a scholar who passed the imperial examinations), one had to go to various frontiers to defend against foreign invasions. Each person had to kill a certain number of demons in order to return to their family and continue taking the imperial examinations.
Although the trials were brutal, the returning soldiers were twice as brave as their peers, and their academic foundations became even more solid.
Some who were unwilling to study became famous generals who guarded the frontier for a long time.
It can also be said that among all the sage families, the ones who contributed the most to the frontier were the military school, the artisan school, and the Mohist school.
"The military strategist's methods of testing are too difficult; let's go ourselves."
Xu Guang, a farmer, smiled and said to the young soldier.
"Let's go, I'll show you the wonders of Huangshan. This will help you improve your writing skills and knowledge."
Huangshan Songling smiled at everyone.
"Then it's Senior Lao."
Everyone bowed, but Han Lu remained expressionless with a gloomy face.
Ye Ru was initially worried that the tree branch was not sturdy enough, but after getting into the sedan chair, he discovered its peculiarity.
The sedan chair emitted a strange pine scent, and there was even a little squirrel on it.
"What are you looking at? Go eat your pine cones."
The little squirrel looked at Little White, who raised its little paws and waved them around.
"A gentleman uses words, not fists; don't bully others."
Ye Rudao.
Then the sedan chair took flight, taking everyone on a journey through the stunning scenery of Huangshan: Bright Summit, Lotus Peak, Heavenly Capital Peak, and the entire scenic area was laid out before them. Before they knew it, everyone was completely captivated by the view.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ye Ru's sedan chair lagged slightly behind before entering a beautiful and strange valley.
How did we get here?
Ye Ru looked around at the cliff and valley. In the distance, he saw a dark spring with bubbles rising continuously, its rich energy spreading outwards.
"Why is this hot spring black?"
"This is the Ink Spring formed from ink. When I was still a child, the poet Li Hanlin came here and, in a drunken stupor, wrote furiously. After finishing, he seemed to still be a little tipsy, so he casually tossed the brush aside. The brush swirled in the air for a moment before quietly falling to the ground. After he left, I looked at the brush again, and it had turned into a brush peak, the tip of which became a pine tree. The ink became the source of the hot spring, and I named it the Ink Spring."
"If you can wash away the filth and enter that realm where ink does not stain your skin, perhaps you can comprehend the poet Li Bai's dreamlike writing style."
Before Ye Ru could finish speaking, the Huangshan Pine Spirit attached itself to a small pine tree and whispered to Ye Ru.
Ye Ru's eyes widened, a hint of surprise in his eyes, before he respectfully said:
"Thank you, old sir."
"No need for formalities. This 'Dream Pen Blossoms' technique, if you can comprehend it, will be of great use to you in the future."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru's eyes flashed with fervor, and he leaped inside.
As Ye Ru jumped in, the ink springs began to pour into his body, eventually merging completely into him.
The ink spring entered Ye Ru's body and flowed directly towards the Book Palace along the meridians within his body.
As the library expanded, the amount of talent generated more than doubled.
As Ye Ru absorbed the talent from the ink spring, the surrounding ink began to bubble and then transformed into ink flowers that surrounded Ye Ru's body, a truly peculiar sight.
"I never expected that I would actually reach the state of being completely untouched by ink."
Xiao Bai was also somewhat surprised to see those ink flowers.
"Ink does not touch the skin, yet ink blossoms; a dream pen brings forth flowers? This child's comprehension is truly remarkable; no wonder he has written world-renowned poems."
However, Huangshan Songling nodded as he looked at the ink flowers, a look of admiration appearing on his face.
Rumble!
However, just as Huangshan Songling and Xiaobai thought Ye Ru was about to come out, a magnificent landscape and the sound of iron horses and clashing swords resounded like thunder all around.
This scene left Huangshan Songling somewhat stunned. Even Xiaobai dropped the food in its hands, its rabbit eyes filled with shock.
"The second realm of poetry and prose? Surrounded on all sides?"
Two pairs of eyes were fixed on Ye Ru. Neither of them expected that Ye Ru would be able to take this opportunity to break through the first realm of Battle Poetry and reach the second realm of Battle Poetry!
This "Surrounded on All Sides" technique possesses power comparable to that of the zither and lute. If the war poems written contain sound, they can trigger the power of "harmony of sound and tone," transforming into sound waves to attack the enemy.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so clever, able to use this ink spring to further enhance his strength."
Xiao Bai picked up the food and continued eating, but her eyes never left Ye Ru.
After a while, Ye Ru suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, his eyes filled with profound depth. He stood up, and the ink on his body began to slide off automatically, making the entire Zhuge robe exceptionally bright.
"Congratulations! Not only did you obtain the Dream Pen Blossom, but you also took the opportunity to break through to the first realm of Battle Poetry. You are truly a promising young man."
Huangshan Songling said with a smile, but his expression became even more respectful.
"Sir, you are too kind. I am fortunate to have this day entirely because of your help."
"It's a pity that you are too weak to let me leave Huangshan. Otherwise, I could become the soul of your pen and serve you as my master."
"What do you mean by 'master'? When I become a scholar in the future, I will definitely come to welcome you and let you appreciate the beautiful scenery beyond Huangshan."
Ye Ru bowed, thanking the spirit of Huangshan, and understood what was going on in his heart.
The reason the other party wanted me to come and appreciate these beautiful sights was probably to use this opportunity to bring me here and accept this chance.
"I wonder where all my good friends are?"
Ye Ru asked.
“I’ve already sent them all down the mountain. I don’t have anything left for you to use, so I’ll send you down the mountain too.”
"What are you saying, sir? A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Once I become a successful candidate in the imperial examinations, I will definitely come to fetch you."
"Then this old man will await good news."
The pine spirit of Huangshan nodded, then extended a branch that transformed into a pine sedan chair, carrying Ye Ru down the mountain...