in2ebook Chapter 268 Harvest
Chapter 268 Harvest
Chapter 268 Harvest
The strange reaction emanating from Ye Ru caused Ji Kang's expression to change.
Because after receiving Yunshui Chanxin's heart, Ye Ru no longer had the pale complexion he had before. A strange light continuously flowed into Ye Ru's body, causing his life force and talent to rise continuously.
boom!
This situation continued for a while, until at a certain moment, a muffled sound emanated from Ye Ru's body, and silver light, like the sun, suddenly radiated outwards.
This sudden turn of events caused Ji Kang to open his eyes wide as he stared at the scene.
"Literary talent?"
After a moment, Ji Kang suddenly thought of something and then exclaimed in surprise.
He knew the power of the Wenqu star's talent. During the Wei and Jin dynasties, the talent bestowed by the Wenqu star benefited many people greatly. And now, there was such a large amount of Wenqu talent in one person.
This was the first time he had ever seen so much of what ordinary scholars could only dream of.
"If one possesses literary talent, perhaps this Zen-like tranquility can be combined to create a new poetic style, the Cloud Zen Style..."
A burning passion flashed in Ji Kang's eyes. Back then, poets like Sun Chuo and Xu Xun created the Xuanyan style by incorporating metaphysical principles into their poems and using poetry as a teaching of Lao-Zhuang philosophy. This shocked the literary world at the time, making them all extremely envious and fantasizing that they could also create a poetic style. However, in the end, they only created the Zhengshi style, which was slightly inferior to the original poetic style and was extremely difficult to be considered elegant.
"You're truly blessed by fate, lad. Today I'll lend you a hand."
Ji Kang smiled slightly, a resolute look on his face. Then he suddenly made a hand seal and played the zither. A mournful and indignant melody spread out in all directions and finally transformed into a six-pointed crystal.
After the six-pointed crystal completely detached from Ji Kang's body, the former's body gradually became illusory.
"I hope you can carry forward my righteous voice and make it shine, and reach an unparalleled level in the Confucian and Taoist literary world, so as to protect the peace of my human race."
He looked at Ye Ru with a hint of hope in his eyes, then smiled gently, flicked his finger, and the six-pointed crystal turned into a stream of light, instantly disappearing into Ye Ru's body.
As the sound of Zhengshi rang out, a furious shout rang out:
"Condensation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver aura of talent surrounding Ye Ru suddenly began to spin rapidly like a whirlwind. Ye Ru was at the center of this rotation, motionless, seemingly trying to absorb this power as well.
The sound of the beginning and the Zen mind of clouds and water cancel each other out, causing the talent of the literary song to spin even faster, and a powerful energy suddenly erupted.
"It must succeed..."
Ji Kang clenched his fists, looked at Ye Ru, and said.
……
Time passed as Ji Kang waited. Two days later, the literary talent gradually dissipated and finally swept towards Ye Ru's heart, causing the former's body to tremble suddenly. On his chest, a strange lotus flower was engraved, emitting a deep purple light, making his heart beat even more powerfully.
"Phew, it finally worked."
Upon seeing this, Ji Kang let out a long breath, and his clenched fists gradually relaxed.
Ye Ru, who had kept his eyes closed for two days, gradually opened them at this moment, and a terrifying aura quietly spread outwards.
His body also began to change from white to a color that seemed to melt with silver, and a sense of resilience arose spontaneously.
"Thank you, esteemed scholar Ji Kang."
Sensing the changes within himself, Ye Ru couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face. He looked at Ji Kang and then bowed deeply. He knew how much effort the other party had put in when he was merging with the Cloud and Water Zen Heart.
"Congratulations."
Ji Kang appeared extremely weak, but he still forced a smile and spoke.
"If it weren't for the help of the great Confucian scholar, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to fully control the Zen Mind of Clouds and Water. I will always remember this kindness!"
Taking a deep breath and looking at Ji Kang's illusory body, Ye Ru couldn't help but feel moved, and then solemnly bowed twice again.
"The Book of Rites says: A gentleman bows three times before advancing. With such a grand gesture from you, I must admit that I have put in a lot of effort. Judging from the time it takes, there should still be some time left. You should consolidate the Zen Mind of Cloud and Water within your body. I will help you select some good blood to make blood ink, and then I will send you out."
Ji Kang shook his head and smiled faintly.
"I don't need the Confucian scholar's body... These blood inks were just an unexpected bonus. I'm already very content with obtaining the Zen Heart of Clouds and Water."
Seeing that Ji Kang still wanted to create Blood Ink, Ye Ru became anxious and quickly said something.
"You are already on the verge of death, so what harm is there in doing more? It will help you take another step on the path to sainthood."
Ji Kang shook his head, a smile playing on his lips, and said.
"A great Confucian scholar..."
Ye Ru wanted to speak, but Ji Kang stopped him, and the latter smiled and said:
"Now I am at my limit, so there is no point in doing anything. I might as well pass this little thing on to my descendants so that I can leave in peace."
Ji Kang's words carry a sense of vicissitude and confusion, but also seem to convey a feeling of liberation.
"Can't you be brought back to life?"
Ye Ru asked, unwilling to give up.
"No, birth, aging, sickness and death are the natural course of life, and no one can escape them. I have already died once, and it is already an accident that this wisp of my soul is still alive and that I can pass on the Guangling San to the world."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru felt extremely distressed. After all, Ji Kang had done so much for him, and his pride and talent were worthy of his admiration.
"Alright, thank you, esteemed scholar."
Ye Ru took a deep breath, knowing that now was not the time for sentimentality, and then said.
"Alright, watch my refining technique. Perhaps in the future you will encounter a demon saint and kill him, and you can use my method to extract his blood ink. This demon saint has been sealed for a long time. Although he has not reached the level of a demon saint, his bloodline contains some white tiger bloodline, which can be used as excellent material."
A smile appeared on Ji Kang's lips. With a wave of his hand, the blood that was corroding the flesh of the Black Tiger Demon Saint was gradually extracted and finally turned into a blood ball, which appeared in front of Ji Kang.
"Okay."
Ji Kang's expression turned extremely solemn. Finally, he quickly formed a hand seal. Ye Ru's gaze was also fixed on Ji Kang, memorizing the hand seal. At the same time, the blood clot gradually turned black, eventually resembling ink.
The ink was purplish-red and faintly emitted the sound of a tiger's roar; it was clearly no ordinary substance.
"This should be enough to get at least two large bottles, and each bottle can be said to be comparable to a sixth-grade literary treasure."
Ji Kang nodded at Ye Ru, who quickly threw out two large bottles. Ji Kang guided the ink into the bottles with a flick of his hand, and Ye Ru then slammed the covers shut.
"It is indeed as the great Confucian scholar said."
Ye Ru shook the two bottles of ink; their weight shocked him greatly.