Man can conquer nature.
After these four words were spoken, Lin Che also felt something in his heart.
It feels like there is something very important that I want to grab, but I don’t know where to start.
After a long time, the lightning in the sky dissipated and the sky finally brightened.
It was time for Ji Daru to say goodbye: "Thank you, Lin Daru. I'll take Meng Yu with me. What about you?"
"I'll just go and catch another death row inmate."
"Well, let's go. I also need to return him to his cage, so we're on the way."
Lin Che did not refuse. This time he wanted to select the prisoners himself and could not make any mistakes.
Soon, the two of them soared into the sky with Meng Yu and flew directly into the air.
Lin Che noticed the scroll of calligraphy and painting at Ji Bu's feet. This thing was also a powerful flying magic tool, almost the same as flying with a sword. It just replaced the "sword" with "calligraphy and painting."
Lin Che said enviously, "Your calligraphy and painting magic weapon is quite powerful. Judging from the words on it, it's your own handwriting. When will you give me such a cool flying magic weapon?"
Ji Bu was surprised: "Ah? Lin Daru, you are a great scholar, you can do it yourself."
"Can I create this kind of flying calligraphy and painting myself?"
"Of course——" Ji Bu's expression was a little unnatural, and he said jokingly:
"You don't think that the great scholars of our Confucian school are only capable of using their righteousness to point fingers and curse at others, do you?"
Lin Che felt somewhat embarrassed. He hadn't acquired his righteous spirit through study and cultivation in the academy. Naturally, he didn't understand many things.
Ji Bu continued, "If I were to create a flying scroll, it would take months. But you have the Haoran Demon-Suppressing Pen, a gift from the Confucian Sage. It's truly a divine artifact. If you want to create a flying scroll, it would probably only take a few days. Moreover, you don't need a righteous aura to drive it to fly."
Lin Che’s first reaction was, it’s posted!
Definitely got rich!
I never thought that I had this Haoran Demon-Suppressing Pen that could lay golden eggs, but I didn't know about it all this time.
Fortunately, only a few great scholars knew about this matter. They were all highly respected and able to keep their original intentions and not covet his magic weapon.
Otherwise, I would have been hunted down long ago.
Okay, okay, from today on, my Shenjiying will also have an air force!
"Ji Daru, please teach me."
"Hahaha, so simple. All I need is a blank scroll of calligraphy, and with my righteous spirit, I write on it the 'Lingyun Yubi Jue', 'Sages Wandering in the Sky', and 'Haoran Xingtian Lu'. Combine the three into one, and you have a magical instrument!"
Ji Daru had no intention of keeping anything to himself. He immediately took out three books from his hidden bag and handed them directly to Lin Che.
"Here, it's all here. Just copy it!"
Lin Che was deeply moved and wanted to burn yellow paper, chop off a chicken's head, and become sworn brothers with Ji Daru.
Such a great scholar must be repaid.
Lin Che glanced at the horizon. It was early in the morning, and there was a patch of pale golden clouds. Looking up again, a lone goose flew by.
A poem suddenly emerged.
"Ji Daru - when we last parted, I wanted to give you a poem. But I was in such a hurry at that time. Now that we meet here today, I dare to give you a poem."
Ji Bu's spirits perked up, his face filled with surprise. He knew Lin Che's poems all too well; each one was world-famous.
He even envied Lin Che many times and wanted her to write a poem for him so that his name would be passed down through the ages. But unfortunately, apart from writing love poems for Jiang Li, Lin Che did nothing else.
As a result, every time he helped to deliver a message, he was shocked and envious.
"Lin Daru, hurry up. It is an honor for me that you can write a poem for me."
Lin Che had already laid the groundwork before. It was something he had done when he wanted to say farewell last time. Even if it wasn't very appropriate, Ji Daru would definitely have come up with it in his own mind.
If it were to be heard by students all over the world, there would surely be countless versions.
So he didn't care about that anymore, he raised his head proudly, looked into the distance, and recited aloud:
"A thousand miles of yellow clouds cover the sun, the north wind blows the geese and the snow falls."
“Don’t worry about having no close friends on the road ahead, everyone in the world knows you!!”
Ji Bu froze in mid-air, repeating something in a low voice, and suddenly burst into laughter:
"Well, well, well, who in the world doesn't know you? I never thought that my humble reputation would be so highly regarded in the eyes of Master Lin."
"Lin Daru, you understand me! If you have a true friend in life, you will die without regrets! You will die without regrets! Haha!"
Lin Che spoke as if it was a matter of course, saying, "I was just writing this poem out of inspiration. Ji Daru's name is truly well-known around the world—By the way, I'm going to call this poem 'Farewell to My Close Friend Ji Bu.' What do you think?"
When Ji Bu heard this, he was even more delighted.
This poem alone is enough to make him famous through the ages, plus the name of this one.
This is a sure thing.
He wanted to ask: Can this poem be engraved on my tombstone?
"Haha, since we are close friends, then whatever Brother Lin says is fine. I have no objection."
Although the two men have a big age gap, they are scholars and don't care about that.
"It's still early, I'd like to buy Brother Ji a drink."
"Just what I want! Let me take Meng Yu back to the prison and we can have a few drinks."
Lin Che needed to continue asking questions about the flying calligraphy and painting, and also wanted to learn more about the Haoran Demon-Suppressing Pen, so naturally he wanted to stay a little longer.
As for Ji Bu, he had just written a poem that became famous all over the world. When people are happy, they feel refreshed, so it is necessary to have a few drinks.
Under Ji Bu's leadership, they also landed on that special platform.
Lin Che followed Ye Zheyun here to pick up someone last night.
Ji Bu seemed to be more familiar with everything here and led his men to the cave entrance halfway up the mountain.
In front of the cave entrance, several guarding soldiers saw Ji Bu and saluted and greeted him.
"I've brought the person back, please take good care of him—"
Ji Bu thought of something and continued to introduce him, "This is my close friend, the great scholar Lin Che who recovered the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. He was also personally conferred the title of King of Yanyun by the Imperial Spirit. Go and tell the warden of the prison that if he's free, come to Fangtian Hall for a drink."
The soldiers guarding the door seemed to have never heard of Lin Che's name. However, they were surprised to hear that Lin Che had recovered the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.
However, they still had to give Ji Bu face and saluted Lin Che one after another.
"Your humble servant greets King Yanyun!"
Lin Che reached out and helped them up. "The Great Wall Army is an ironclad force, protecting the people of the world. We are both from the same military family, so there's no need to be so polite."
The soldiers were surprised again. They didn't expect that King Yanyun was so easy to talk to.
Walked into the cave.
Lin Che discovered that there really was another world inside.
The soldiers escorted Meng Yu to the right, while Ji Bu took him to the left. After a while, more soldiers appeared.
They seemed to be in charge of logistics work. Everyone was injured to some extent, and most of them were missing limbs.
As soon as he arrived at Fangtian Palace, Lin Che frowned.
It feels like there are ghosts haunting this place...
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