Spitting Blood

"So that's how it is. This article on the table is actually Qiu Sheng summarizing his own thoughts, organizing his Literary Thought, and then explaining and interpreting them to us old folks..."

Before long, Zhou Dongyi, Han Yi, Junior Chen, and others surrounded the table. Please use this site to access information.

The elderly men were of different statuses, and even Pang Chu and Xu Shi could only stand aside. Not to mention the Confucian scholars gathered in the hall, they all kept their distance and were very respectful. However, their eyes were still fixed on the table, with a hint of longing in their gazes, but they dared not show it on their faces.

Zhou Dongyi and the others examined the table. Xu Shi and the others were a little further away, but they could still see clearly. Suddenly, Xu Shi, "This Qiu Yan has such literary talent, yet he went to learn Divine Ability arts. What a pity."

"Oh?" Pang Chu laughed. "It's really rare to hear such a thing from someone as old-fashioned as you. It seems this Qiu Sheng is quite something."

Xu Shi ignored him.

Pang Chu didn't mind and continued, "However, cultivating Divine Ability powers isn't a problem. As long as you have great perseverance and determination, and can break through obstacles to rebuild, you can still return to the path of Human Path."

This sentence made Xu Shi shake his head. "To destroy and then rebuild, it's not that simple. Having tried to achieve immortality and extraordinary power, how many people can be so ruthless as to cut off this path to ascension?"

Pang Chu shook his head and did not reply.

The two spoke softly, and there were no people of high cultivation around, so their voices did not carry, and the scholars in the hall did not notice.

Of course, the other distinguished Grand Confucian and gentlemen nearby heard everything clearly.

However, the words Qiu Yan left on the table contained the essence of Qi and Blood, and were in harmony with the way of the soul, so they could not be hidden from their eyes and were not considered an exposure.

Moreover, this has led many to speculate.

"No wonder Qiu Sheng was able to visualize such realistic and detailed High Antiquity scenes. It's probably related to the Divine Ability he's involved in. It was a twist of fate, but after all, it's a Human Path..."

It was Zhou Dongyi who spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, Junior Chen said, "This isn't necessarily a bad thing. Take the chessboard on this table, for example. If it were just text, it wouldn't contain so many variations. He's willing to combine Divine Ability powers and leave his knowledge on it, so that viewers can gain insights. That's a kind of intention."

The ink marks on this table, seemingly simple, actually contain hidden meanings. The reason why they can give those who see them a sense of profound understanding is that Qiu Yan has imprinted some of his knowledge and insights on them. Reading the text is like listening to a lecture, which is why it has such an effect.

However, this approach also has its limitations. Gao Song and many Confucian scholars could gain some insights from it. But when Han Yi and Junior Chen read it, they wouldn't have a sudden realization. It could only be used as a reference.

The difference lies in each person's own Literary Thought cultivation. Only those whose accumulation is inferior to Qiu Yan's can gain something, while those who surpass Qiu Yan will naturally not have much insight.

In reality, this is a shortcut. When one's knowledge reaches a certain level, every action contains reason. If one spends effort writing books and painting in accordance with Order, the ink and brushes left behind can still inspire understanding in later generations. However, this requires decades of accumulation and refinement, multiple transformations of State of Mind, and the purification of one's learning before one can acquire such skill. But Qiu Yan, by using Divine Ability methods, can do it ahead of time without harming his lifespan.

"This was fortuitous opportunity coincidence, with many favorable conditions that led to the creation of this article. If Qiu Yan were to write it again, even if it were effective, it might not reach this level," another Grand Confucian said.

At this moment, Zheng Qiu spoke up, "Even if this child has a thirst for knowledge, if he lives for a hundred or a thousand years, he will become indifferent to human relationships and will no longer care about Human Path."

Upon hearing this, everyone else fell silent.

The indifference that comes with longevity will not change because of a person's lofty aspirations. Even those with firm wills who can Guarding the One steadfast in their beliefs will naturally become disconnected from the world and develop alienation as times change and human relationships evolve.

Their silence immediately created a tense atmosphere in the Literary Pavilion, and many scholars felt stifled, their faces turning pale.

The emotions of these great Grand Confucian touched the hearts of others. Although the crowd could not hear what the gentlemen were saying due to the distance, they were still inevitably affected.

The silence was broken by Pang Chu, who said, "According to Gao Song, the original text was written on the chessboard, which gave people a deeper understanding and was even better than the handwriting on the table. It's a pity that it was taken away. I wonder who that person is."

Zhou Dongyi snorted coldly, clearly still angry. "I've also heard descriptions from others, and based on his words and actions, as well as the spirit that drives Guan Sage, I have some guesses."

Xu Shi nodded and said, "To disregard the real and attack the unreal is the way to go, as Huang Yan would do."

Pang Chu said, "This person is quite bold and has an astonishing Qi Soul. He stirred up trouble just a few months ago and was wanted by the government, yet he dared to sneak back into the city and come here openly, wanting to participate in the evaluation. He does indeed have a bit of a knack for divination, which shows that he has inherited the lineage of Guan Sage. I wonder what his relationship is with the Reality-Illusion Academy in Qi-Lu."

As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject. "Let's not dwell on this matter. I know this table involves Divine Ability and is not suitable for your academy. Why not give it to me, Pang? My study doesn't have so many rules; any scholar who comes and goes can see it."

"How can this be?" Zhou Dongyi's eyes widened. "I was the one who came to check the desk first; it should rightfully be placed in my Nine Abyss Villa."

The Nine Nether Estate is a property of the Nine Nether Academy in the Eastern Capital. Just as Pang Chu said, the table contains the magic of ghosts and gods. It is inconvenient for the academy, which emphasizes Confucianism and educating people, to place it there, otherwise it would inevitably leave room for criticism and easily mislead the students.

Even so, this table can help people clear their minds and is still very useful. For ordinary students, it is a treasure that can help with their studies. Moreover, it contains the principles of Qi and Blood, and the unconscious circulation of Qi and Blood energy while reading can strengthen the body.

Even Grand Confucian can write such an article, but it takes a toll on his mental energy and can affect his lifespan. Why not obtain a similar object from outside?

There's another point that no one has explicitly stated: Qiu Yan's article subtly touches upon a completely new line of thought, Literary Path Creation and possessing significant importance.

After Zhou Dongyi finished speaking, Xu Shi chimed in, "Come to think of it, it was my junior brother Gao Song who first discovered it..."

This sudden turn of events left those around them dumbfounded. They never expected that such a respected figure would quarrel over Qiu Yan's article.

Zhen Zhizuo and the others, who had just learned what had happened, were even more surprised. As for Xi Muyuan, his face was ashen, his eyes were confused, and an unnatural blush appeared on his face.

Just then, a young servant with rosy lips and white teeth came out from the inner room, bowed to the group, and said, "Esteemed Grandmaster, my master said that the table belongs to the Literary Pavilion. He didn't intend to give away any tables and chairs as a gift for this appraisal meeting."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Dongyi and the others immediately stared wide-eyed at the servant.

The servant, however, remained unfazed, his smile unchanged.

After a long while, Zhou Dongyi finally said, "Well done, Literary Pavilion! So after ordering us around, you've straightened your back again. Very well..."

Zheng Qiu coughed and said, "Since it belongs to the Master, then let the Master keep it. Let's get down to business first. Where did Qiu Sheng go? Does anyone know? What did he do in the building?" His gaze fell on Gao Song.

When Gao Song was looked at by the cloudy old eyes, he was startled and felt an invisible pressure on him. He had also heard about the deeds of this old man Zheng Qiu, so he dared not put on airs. He quickly lowered his head and told the story, not even omitting his conflict with Qiu Yan.

"... When Brother Qiu left, he asked me to pass on a message to him, but I don't know exactly where he went. However, he came from a place of study abroad, so he should be staying at an inn in the city."

Zheng Qiu nodded and waved outside.

Whoosh!

The wind blew through the window, and another person appeared in the lobby. Standing in front of Old Man Zheng Qiu, it was Mr. Zheng, who had met Qiu Yan a few times before.

"Did you see Qiu Yan leave?" Old Man Zheng Qiu asked.

Mr. Zheng nodded. He was ordered to come and protect the safety of the elderly Zheng Qiu, so he naturally answered all questions.

Grand Confucian scholars do not follow the Way of Nature and Life. No matter how robust their bodies are, they are still mortals and need someone to protect them. Otherwise, when they gather together like today, accidents can easily happen.

Old man Zheng Qiu then instructed, "Alright, go outside and look for him, see where he went."

Mr. Zheng accepted the order and was about to leave when Han Wei'er spoke up, "Mr. Zheng, I know where Qiu Yan is, so there's no need to go looking for him. However, he's a bit eccentric, and if we go there without informing him, it might backfire."

"Oh?" Old man Zheng Qiu narrowed his eyes upon hearing this. "Young lady of the Han Family, what's your idea? Why don't you tell me?"

"In my opinion, why don't I go and relay your message?" Han Wei'er suggested.

"That's fine then." Junior Chen nodded. "If we go to visit him rashly, not to mention the difference in our status, it's easy for people to gossip about Mr. Qiu, and we'll end up doing more harm than good."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from upstairs, a cold and hard voice that sounded somewhat reluctant.

"If Sister Wei doesn't mind, then let me accompany you."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the handsome face of Prince Yan, followed by two people, Yang Ying and Duolu.

Han Wei'er shook her head and said, "That's not good, there are too many people."

Prince Yan gave a wry smile, "I'm alone. As you know, there's been some misunderstanding between Brother Qiu and me. I've come to apologize. I hope Sister Wei can grant my request."

"Oh? You want to apologize?" Han Wei'er was taken aback. She hadn't expected that Prince Yan would be so humble.

Suddenly, a "poof" sound came from the crowd, and Xi Muyuan coughed up blood and fell backward.

Those nearby quickly helped him up, An Jin stepped forward to ask, "Mu Yuan, what happened to you?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m. qidian. com to read.)

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