Chapter 7 The Ancestral Qi of Hongmeng
Thanks to the reward for the Zuiyan Jack...
Finally, Master Wen smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that this Master Tian was wise for a lifetime and was actually Zhao Ji, the cowardly person in his previous life... Damn, is this playing with me, playing with me, or playing with me!"
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Kaifeng, Tokyo, the Northern Song Dynasty
Master Wen Datian walked out of the seclusion quiet room. From the outside, it was difficult for people to see that he actually had no physical body, but just a single divine body.
Even masters with extremely high level of merit and practice cannot see it, because Master Wen is now in a mysterious state.
After the last time we communicated with the Sea of Haotian’s Vitality, and after that “calcination”, we even drove away all the injuries that had been troubled for a long time. The original vague repulsion of the Sea of Haotian’s Vitality to Master Wen also disappeared.
The so-called flame calcination is actually just a manifestation that appears outside. The real situation is indeed, at that moment, with the help of the title of the Supreme Lord, it occupied the name of the great righteousness. The deepest gate in the sea of Haotian's vitality has been opened for Master Wen.
That is the strange phenomenon that arises when the innate qi is infused into the spirit. This is the source of true creation, the source of the universe, and the source of the ancestral qi opened up by Hongmeng. Only at this time can one say that merits and fortune are involved!
In other words, Master Wen Da Tian has the power to directly interfere with matter. In layman's terms, he turns stones into gold.
"I can't last long for me here. Although I can separate another clone and stay in the dark world. But without a body, I can't live in the world for a long time. At most, I can help the deity and maintain a situation for seven or eight years. But I think this should be enough!"
Originally, Master Wen had a vague ambition in his mind. He wanted to eat cakes alone, so he attached so much importance to the navy. If he only made the Jurchens, or just to beat the rabbits, and to hit the Goryeo Japan, there was no need for such a steamboat.
The first secret to landing is to pick up the soft ones when eating persimmons. For Master Wen, Goryeo and Japan are now soft persimmons that cannot be softer.
Or the persimmon of Goryeo is a little harder. But Japan in the Heian era is the softest.
In comparison, there are persimmons that are softer than Japan. But they are on the other side of the ocean.
As for passing through the mainland island, you will sweep all the way. That is, you will not eat soft persimmons, but you will smash walnuts.
There are countless secrets in the depths of time and space. Compared with those great gods who have foundations in countless time and space, they can make them themselves. They have to eat the cake of the entire time and space.
Yes. The more Master Wen Da Tian knew about the American continent, the more ambitious he was about that place. He wanted to enter the Age of Discovery in advance in his own hands.
He even thought of bringing tens of thousands of troops across the sea and across the ocean, and invading the continent like the Spanish colonists in modern time and space. He ate everything into his stomach.
Not only do we want to expand our territory tens of thousands of miles away, but we also want to conquer all the native Americans and become our own believers.
All of this, Master Wen was still waiting to defeat the Jurchens and conquered the Goryeo in Japan before taking action. He estimated that all this would take at least ten years. If everything goes well, then by then, he should have cultivated a fleet of ocean-going ships that can truly sail far away.
But what I didn't expect was that by accident, Master Wen's original deity was wandering to the American continent at this time and even became a god in a small city-state.
"Didn't this force me to command the fleet early and take me back?" Master Wen Datian thought with some depression.
"Father Shang," Zhao Fujin was a little shy and embarrassed to scream too intimately. However, he also came to Wen Fei with some expectations.
Generally speaking, the couple just got married, and when they were mixing oil from honey and eating the marrow, they knew the taste. Zhao Fujin was naturally no exception. As soon as Master Wen came back, he went into the quiet room to retreat, and he was still a little resentful.
Wen Fei waved his hand and said with a smile: "Come here!" Zhao Fujin's face turned red, but he couldn't help but miss him, so he obediently walked to Master Wen Da Tian.
"Father Shang, the weather is sunny today. Can you take me to the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace to see?" Zhao Fujin begged softly: "By the way, Qingqing really wants to see it!"
Wen Fei laughed and said, "Since that's the case, our family will go to Shenxiao Heavenly Palace to climb up and look into the distance today!"
He sent someone to call Qingqing, who was so happy that the family of three walked to Shenxiao Tiangong, and it was only a few steps anyway.
The elevator in Shenxiao Tiangong had already stopped. In fact, Master Wen Da is not capable of running to modern time and space to transport diesel. Even many lamps, if it weren't for solar lamps and other things, would have been unable to light up.
Fortunately, although the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace is high, Master Wen can easily walk up with just a little spell.
Surprisingly, today Zhao Ji was actually on the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace. He originally wanted to come over to talk to Master Wen Da. However, when Zhao Ji saw Wen Fei and Zhao Fujin get together, he muttered and didn't know what he said, which made Zhao Fujin look shy.
Although Zhao Ji was a little uncensored, he was a daughter and son-in-law after all, so he was not embarrassed to come close to listen. He had to walk to the inconspicuous place.
The entire top floor of Shenxiao Tiangong is almost a large glass building. Although it is transparent, it also blocks the strong wind. Otherwise, the wind would be harsh if it is such a high place without any obstruction.
Zhao Ji has come up twice, not too curious. However, it was Zhao Fujin who came up for the first time and looked over through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass.
The country is like a painting, with countless houses and rivers all in my eyes, as if most of the Tokyo city is like a painting that has been spread out, showing in front of me.
When I thought about it this way, I found that in a small room outside the hall, an official was writing quickly, spreading out the painting table against the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, as if he was painting something.
Zhao Ji himself is also a person who loves painting, although he doesn't understand why anyone will paint here at this time. He moves the dragon steps and walks behind the man to look.
But I saw that the man was not aware of anything and was depicting something in fine brushwork. He didn't notice that someone was approaching behind him.
Zhao Ji glanced at it, but saw the man drawing a general outline. He just nodded, shook his head, but said in his heart: These paintings are exquisite. But they are too craftsmanship and cannot be considered a masterpiece.
At this time, the ink paintings of literati were just emerging, and Zhao Ji was the most important figure. Especially after Master Wen brought a few paintings from later generations to Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji broadened his horizons and slowly moved from the realistic aspects of the paintings to freehand paintings. He didn't look down on this kind of fine brushwork!
Especially now, this painting has not been completed. It is only when partially depicting the outline. No matter how expert Zhao Ji is, it is actually difficult to tell what the painting is like.
Perhaps a little tired, the man finally raised his head and stretched his waist. Then he discovered Zhao Ji's existence. He was shocked and quickly saluted: "Officials, the villain is too obsessed with painting, and he is actually rude. I forgive my sins!"
Zhao Ji was quite surprised. He came out in concealed clothes today and was not wearing the emperor's outfit. This man could recognize him, probably because he had seen him. However, Zhao Ji had no impression of this man.
"You are..." Zhao Ji hesitated. Although he was an emperor, it was natural to not recognize the people below.
"He is Zhang Zeduan, the name is Zhengdao, and he was originally a Hanlin attendant." Wen Fei smiled and said, "When I went to the Iron Tower of Bao Temple, I saw him painting there. He was a wise person, so I brought him over and painted for me specifically!"
"Oh," Zhao Ji couldn't help but be moved when he heard Wen Fei say this. There were not many people who could be said to be talented by Wen Fei. I couldn't help but wonder: "Father Shang, what painting did you draw when you see the righteous path?"
"Along the River During the Qingming Festival!" Wen Fei laughed proudly. This was one of his most proud gains in the Northern Song Dynasty.
There was no need for Zhao Ji to ask again. Wen Fei stretched out his hand and a scroll was added out of thin air and spread it out. He saw a big river above the scroll, with shops on both sides of the river, and citizens were bustling with each other, depicting the return of the canal ships. It was actually a description of the Tokyo city. Even Zhao Ji was shocked and moved when he saw it.
"Official family, how about it?" Wen Fei smiled.
Zhao Ji saw the panoramic composition on the picture vividly and meticulously depicting the boats and boats in Tokyo, flying rainbows and lying on waves, shops, densely populated and prosperous scenes and rich social life customs.
The whole picture is large in scale, rigorous in structure, and orderly composition. Its brushwork skills are both skilled and written, lively and concise, vivid and vivid characters, lively and vivid, lively and vivid, lively and vivid, houses, boats, cities, trees, bridges, and rivers, all of which are extremely wonderful, and can be called the masterpiece of writing.
Although he has gradually turned to freehand painting methods, he was amazed when he saw the realistic style: "The carving is meticulous, the boundary painting is accurate, the image is like a living. It simply puts the entire Tokyo city into this painting!"
Wen Fei laughed even more. Seeing Zhao Ji's itchy look, he hurriedly said, "I want to take this painting back to show other immortals, but I can't give it to you!"
Zhao Ji originally wanted to be shameless, but when he heard Wen Fei blocking his words first, he could only sigh helplessly.
He turned his eyes and asked Zhang Zeduan with a smile: "What works are Zhengdao preparing now?"
"I went back to the official's house and climbed the River During the Qingming Festival several times when I climbed the Bao Temple Iron Tower. Shang's father said that it would be good, but he failed to do the best. So I asked me to climb the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace and painted the panoramic view of the entire Tokyo Bianliang!" Zhang Zeduan said.
Zhao Ji was so happy that he couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, my paintings, the prosperous Bianjing is all written by the righteous way!"
Zhang Zeduan quickly bowed and returned the gift. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
Chapter completed!