Chapter 112: Talking on Paper [Please subscribe]
Watching the girl in green leave, the two men in black began to talk in a low voice: "It looks like they are cultivators?"
"Could they be people from the Celestial Being Sect?"
"Yes. Maybe!"
"I didn't expect that the Tianren Cult also arranged eyeliners in the red sleeve moves."
"Will she find any clues?"
"Probably not."
"It's better to have someone keep an eye on it, and also remind Liu Ru. , let her pay attention!"
"Yes!"
With that said, the two figures disappeared into the night again.
But they didn't notice that there was an orange cat hidden in the corner not far away.
There was a sparkle in his eyes, and then he disappeared in a flash.
Wei Yi in the carriage had his eyes closed, seemingly asleep, but he could see everything that had just happened.
Sure enough, the Tianxia Alliance was secretly protecting themselves.
But who is the girl in green and why is she following him?
Are they really from the Celestial Being Sect?
Sure enough, the Red Sleeve Move was not safe. Fortunately, I controlled my little brother and did not stay there overnight.
When Wei Yi returned home, it was not yet midnight.
So he took a hot bath and worked on his writing skills for an hour before going to bed.
Before going to sleep, he had a thought in his mind and his writing skills began to upgrade.
Promoted from the fifth level to the sixth level.
A familiar feeling swept through his body, and Wei Yi felt that his consciousness automatically entered the sea of consciousness again.
Under the golden sun, the endless forest of pen and ink is full of vitality and lush.
However, in a trance, Wei Yi seemed to see the forest of countless pen and ink, as if it had turned into thousands of troops and horses, and turned into a sea of people.
But soon his consciousness was infused with the majestic information, and fell into a state of mystery and mystery.
When the sky turned white, Wei Yi also opened his eyes.
Waves of brilliant light burst out, and the eyes seemed brighter, deeper, and calmer.
Wei Yi felt as if he had not slept all night, and had been in a mysterious and mysterious state, feeling that his soul had undergone some unknown transformation.
Countless pieces of information have already been digested and integrated by him and become part of his memory.
When I wake up now, I feel extremely full of energy. It can even be said that I am full of energy as never before.
My thoughts are clear and my five senses are sharp, as if everything around me has more colors.
Many subtleties that were originally invisible now seem to be unable to escape my eyes.
However, what makes Wei Yi happiest is the magical power he gained after this upgrade - talking on paper.
This magical power can be used to summon the heroes' spirits to fight for themselves in a short period of time by writing down the poems praising the heroes.
The so-called heroic spirits refer to the souls of those who were revered after their death.
Because of their great achievements, they became legends after their death, and even became the objects of worship and belief by countless people.
Then he transformed into a heroic spirit and possessed extraordinary power.
For example, those heroes in Wei Yi's past life who have been famous throughout the ages, such as Jing Ke, Xiang Yu, Guan Yu, etc.
As long as you use the power of pen and ink combined with the golden light to write down a poem praising them on paper, you can summon their heroic spirits to this world in a short time.
Although I use the magical power of "jumping on paper" to draw heroes, I can also draw heroes and make them appear in form.
But it is just a resemblance transformed by the energy of pen and ink, without its own magic and ability.
But what was summoned by talking on paper was the real heroic spirit.
It is their souls that have condensed the admiration and belief of countless people over the endless years, and merged with the artistic conception of poetry, and turned into heroic spirits.
For example, the song "Jing Ke Song" is what Wei Yi remembers most deeply.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.
Explore the tiger's den and enter the dragon's palace, look up to the sky and exhale and a white rainbow will appear. I can use this poem to summon Jing Ke's heroic spirit to help me complete some assassination tasks.
Although Jing Ke failed to assassinate the King of Qin during his lifetime, this does not mean that he lacked strength.
Perhaps only he himself knows many of the reasons.
But some people said that his companions who were on the mission with him were "scared to death" at the scene.
So Jing Ke could only change his strategy temporarily and act alone, so he failed.
Some people also say that he did not want to stab the King of Qin to death, but hoped to capture him alive to coerce him, otherwise the King of Qin might not be able to save his life.
In short, no matter what, Jing Ke was elected to complete this arduous task.
Naturally, he is extremely brave, has unparalleled swordsmanship, and is proficient in assassination.
Therefore, it is naturally appropriate to summon Jing Ke's heroic spirit to perform some assassination missions.
Moreover, the summoned heroic spirits can also communicate with one's own soul.
It can even be hidden in poetry, and then be reincarnated when the time comes.
Really be able to see clearly and kill with one blow.
Of course, this is not the only poem Wei Yi knows.
For example, poems about Qin Shihuang, Xiang Yu, Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Hua Mulan, etc.
"Tonight, maybe we can use this magical power to secretly help the people of the Tianxia Alliance!" Wei Yixin said.
According to the information given by Liu Ru, the Tianxia Alliance will take action against Wan Yinchang tonight.
Although Wei Yi knew that the Tianxia Alliance should be a sure bet.
But he can also secretly help, add another layer of protection, and kill Wan Zihe together.
Thinking of this, Wei Yi couldn't wait to get dressed, went to the study room, and started grinding.
Immediately, he held the brush in his hand and dipped it in ink to write. At the same time, the energy of the brush and ink and the golden light converged on the tip of the pen.
As the song "Song of Jing Ke" was finished, Wei Yi felt that the handwriting on the paper was glowing with golden light.
The words seemed to fly from the paper and hover in the void in front of Wei Yi.
It turned into countless golden lights, and the outline of a figure slowly emerged.
At the same time, the surrounding space seemed to be slightly distorted, and countless chanting sounds echoed in Wei Yi's ears.
The voices were male and female, old and young, with different accents and different pronunciations.
It seemed to come from all eternity, condensed with the voices of countless people over countless years.
That voice shocked Wei Yi's heart and left him in awe.
However, in the golden light, a figure slowly appeared.
It exudes an awe-inspiring aura, like a god descending into the world, bringing strong pressure to people.
But when the golden light dissipated, an ordinary man appeared in front of Wei Yi.
Wei Yi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
This man's appearance is not outstanding, in fact he is very ordinary.
In terms of appearance alone, there is no trace of the heroism and courage in my imagination.
Although Wei Yi has heard many stories about Jing Ke and watched many of his film and television works.
But he doesn’t know what the real Jing Ke looks like.
But now I can really see it with my own eyes.
Sure enough, not all heroes are handsome, powerful, and extraordinary.
But although this Jing Ke looks ordinary.
But there is a strong aura and will condensed in his body, allowing him to still give people an invisible sense of coercion and fierceness.
Perhaps this is the power of worship and belief from later generations over countless years.
It is also this poem that gives him a special magic.
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(End of chapter)