The sun sets!

It was dim and a cloud was burning.

Dou Changsheng was analyzing the Spring Breeze and Drizzle verbatim in the Lake Temple. The Spring Breeze and Drizzle verbatim is not too many words, and the whole article is about 3,000 words.

But it is divided into nine layers, focusing on the changes in water, and more accurately, the spring rain.

After completing the ninth level of cultivation, you can reach the peak of the ninth level gods, but you can get promoted to the eighth level by relying on your cultivation level. However, it is difficult to overcome this level. The gods are restricted and you will naturally have to pay some price to get the benefits in one step.

It is better to directly break through the level of immortal cultivation. Gods involve many complex aspects, but Dou Changsheng can ignore all of this. With Dou Changsheng's level, it is not about improving the divine position, but about pulling the divine position along with the cultivation level.

This is the benefit of Dou Changsheng, the only god, the great mountains and rivers, endless gods, waiting for Dou Changsheng to develop.

The rain is like a sad thread, lingering and sad, the water is bright and bright, and the mountains are covered with vanity and rain are also strange!

Various poems were kept in my mind, and Dou Changsheng subconsciously shook his head slightly. These poems undoubtedly reflect the meaning of spring rain, but they always have a barrier with Dou Changsheng.

This is a text written by predecessors. Dou Changsheng only imagines himself and cannot imagine the true meaning.

If you don’t study, you will be illiterate and destined to be eliminated. Knowledge changes destiny and learning makes me happy.

Dou Changsheng repeatedly said a few words, reading is a positive energy, even if you become a god, you need to read, otherwise you will not be able to understand this article of the Spring Breeze and Drizzle.

The writing format of this Spring Breeze and Drizzle is obviously in classical Chinese, not vernacular Chinese.

It is translated into vernacular, but it is more than 3,000 words.

How to get started? Dou Changsheng already had a final conclusion in his mind. A few days ago, his clone obtained an essay about Song Ci from one of the Three Songs.

This is the key to Dou Changsheng’s entry. Ordinary poems need to be thought of by yourself, but the manuscript written by the great scholar was already inspired by Song Ci’s spirit, which gave birth to literary spirit and evolved into artistic conception.

Compared to knowledge and the changes in spring rain, Dou Changsheng considered himself inferior to Song Ci.

It was already dark outside, and although it was unbearable to me, Dou Changsheng did not ask his clone to send this essay on Song Ci.

Dou Changsheng still has this kind of patience.

Dou Mansion, East Wing.

The lights are like beans, swaying constantly.

The true body and the clone are both one mind and two uses. The clone is not a truly independent individual, but has its own thinking wisdom.

The true body is like an otaku, who lives in a statue of gods. When the clone moves, it is already the clone.

Dou Changsheng stretched out his hand and kept searching through the thick stack of books on the table. Soon a book was found by Dou Changsheng. Dou Changsheng opened the book and looked at an essay inside.

Moisturize things silently!

A light smile appeared on his face, he nodded slightly, slowly put it away, and then took out a book annotated by Song Yu to look carefully.

This book was not the one written by Song Yu himself, but was copied afterwards, but even so, it took a considerable price to get it.

To be honest, if there is no way, you can't get it.

In order to gain Song Yu's appreciation, I don't know how many people, like Dou Changsheng, are working hard to study the scriptures explained by Song Yu, and Song Yu's usual hobbies.

These are all things to understand. For Song Yu, family background is just a stepping stone. He is qualified to enter a banquet. Whether he really gains appreciation from Song Yu depends on real talent and knowledge.

Yinghua's Song family is a famous family in the world. Apart from the Emperor of Humanity, there is no one who makes Song Yu humble. After all, Song Ci, the eldest son of the third Song Dynasty, is devoted to studying knowledge, and is famous scholars all over the world. The second son entered the officialdom and once became a Grand Secretary and joined the cabinet to assist in government affairs.

With the current level of the Dou family, these two big men are simply impossible to be able to gain access to these two disciples. Those who can either join the world's famous families or make friends and descendants.

If there is a rumor about the news, I believe that the Junwang Family will break the battle for the head. The Dou family will be kicked out before it even started.

As for the last poor family background, Dou Changsheng did not mention this kind of person. Such talents are outstanding and destined to be the best in the world in the future.

Otherwise, how could this poor family join the boss? This is not a snobbery, but a lack of talent and virtue. If you don’t have family support, you will never be able to walk in front of the boss.

The boss doesn't know how you can get you into the game.

So I can only settle for the second best. As long as I enter Song Yu's sect, I can be regarded as a disciple of the Three Songs. As the saying goes, the red lotus, white lotus, green lotus leaves, the Three Songs were originally a family.

According to the message from Dou Fangde, Song Yu arrived in Takizawa County today, and had a day off today, and it was time to host the gentry and celebrities of Takizawa tomorrow.

Dou Changsheng was unable to neglect, and a light red appeared in Dou Changsheng's eyes. He was not crowded with his own abilities and had no extraordinary talent, so he could not compare to these talents.

But Dou Changsheng worked hard and could turn around with the help of his divine power, and he could not forget everything he saw.

During these days, Dou Changsheng has already recited all the things he should recite.

Dou Changsheng carefully analyzed Song Yu's personality and hobbies, and began to prepare lessons. When he was preparing for tomorrow, Dou San pushed open the door with a sleepy look.

His eyes narrowed a line and walked slowly towards the toilet.

Dou San looked at the hanging lanterns, and the fiery red light emitted, dispelling a darkness. He couldn't help but mutter: "The toilet is better than the house. If the eldest master has this money, it's better to give it to me."

Dou San turned his back to the door, noticing that an old figure stood quietly behind Dou San's back, his eyes disappeared, completely white, and he stared at Dou San with expressionless expression.

The old arms were stretched out, and the five fingers were as thin as skeletons, but they were covered with a layer of flesh, especially the black patterns on it, which wrapped around the five fingers, as if the fingers were stained with ink.

His fingers were pinched directly towards Dou San's neck, and his cold fingers had just touched Dou San's neck.

The light red patterns appeared immediately, and the black patterns on the fingers were initially attacked by the light red patterns. A look of pain appeared on the old figure's face, and it immediately turned into black air and dissipated.

"Who?" Dou San shuddered, as if he had touched the ice. He turned around and looked, but no one was found.

He reached out to stroke the back of his neck, cursed and said a few words, then turned around and walked towards his room.

The old figure appeared again, and the figure became much lighter. He followed Dou San like a shadow. His thin palm stretched out. When he was about to touch Dou San, he slowly stopped, stretched out again, and stopped again.

After hesitating for a moment, he watched Dou San lying down on his side, and the old figure grabbed Dou San with a ferocious expression.

The light red pattern flashed, and the palm immediately pulled out. The black air of the old figure dissipated a little, and the body became even more illusory.
Chapter completed!