Chapter 22: The Righteous Energy
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The wolf demon has actually come...
Chen Jianchen heard Yin Ning say that the demon had an internal elixir, and among the same kind, they could swallow each other to strengthen their cultivation. This was the fundamental reason why the wolf demon would not let go of Yin Ning. If it ate the small white fox's internal elixir, it could increase its cultivation by several decades out of thin air, which was a great temptation.
This temptation made it dare to take risks and appear around Jingyang Village, preventing Yinniang from escaping. Although it did not dare to openly enter the village, it was always an undeniable threat.
Back in the study, Chen Jianchen felt somewhat depressed, so he took out his brush and paper to calm down with calligraphy. This is also a "skill" of scholars, similar to monks knocking on wood or Taoist meditation, which can quickly relax one's emotions.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Brush flying, ten big characters appeared on the white paper - "Wild mountains residual snow night, solitary candle foreigner!"
This is a five-character sentence in Tang poetry. Although it has some desolate and cold connotations, it undoubtedly has something to do with Chen Jianchen's current mood.
On the other side, Yinniang saw him writing and left her meditation state, walking over to observe.
Buzz!
It had just walked up to the desk and was looking at the words when it suddenly saw those ten large characters with ink splashing everywhere, each character emitting a radiant glow!
These glows were extremely weak and could only be vaguely seen when the hand was stretched out and the fingers were not visible. But at this moment, in Yining's eyes, those glows were like sharp needles, piercing her body with a whooshing sound.
Ouch!
Yin Ning only felt a buzzing in her head, countless chaotic thoughts surging like the tide, suddenly wanting to drown her, and as if she was naked in front of a crackling fire, every inch of her body hurt, as if she was being burned to ashes.
Hiss!
Ying Ning let out an uncontrollable shriek, using up the last of her strength to turn around and scramble under the bed, curl up into a ball, and tremble all over, just like a little girl who had been frightened out of her wits.
It suddenly made an unusual noise, which also startled Chen Jianchen. At this time, a concerned voice came from outside: "Liu Xian Ge, what's going on with the strange noise in your room?"
Chen Jianchen took a deep breath, opened the door and smiled: "It's nothing, just an old mouse that ran out and I hit it."
Abao hadn't heard too clearly earlier, but seeing that Chen Jianchen was fine, he naturally put his mind at ease and didn't ask any more questions.
He closed the door again, Chen Jianchen was already astonished and didn't know why Yinniang would suddenly be so afraid, as if she had encountered a natural enemy. Had that wolf demon rushed in?
This is no trivial matter!
But thinking again, it seems impossible - there are already many traps set up outside the village, and several experienced hunters are on night watch. If the wolf demon comes, they should have discovered something. After all, the wolf demon is not a very powerful demon, except for its intelligence and physical strength, it does not have any powerful magic. As for the yin spirit escaping, in such a cold wilderness, it would not dare to try, escaping is equivalent to seeking destruction.
It takes the person who tied the bell to untie it; this matter should be asked of Yin Ning to be clear.
The white fox is still in a state of fear and needs to calm down before it can be asked anything clearly.
Yin Ning's mental state took much longer than expected to recover, and it wasn't until a whole hour later that she cautiously poked her head out.
"What's wrong, Yining?"
Chen Jianchen asked in a low voice.
Yin Ning's gaze was fixed on the paper and pen on the desk, still with a look of panic, not daring to take half a step closer.
Chen Jianchen's heart skipped a beat as he immediately went to fetch the brush and paper that Bai Hu had used last night, handing them over.
She took the pen, her right front leg still slightly trembling. She paused for a moment, feeling unable to write, then sat back down, closed her eyes, and adjusted her spirit. After a while, she opened her eyes and began writing: seven words.
"A noble spirit in his writing!"
Chen Jianchen was taken aback, he naturally understood the meaning of "zheng qi", but the meaning written by his opponent was a bit incomprehensible.
Ying Ning continued to write: "Xiao Hu had once heard an old man from a private school say that as long as a scholar's mind is upright, their heart is strict, and they have great justice in their bosom, after reading countless books, they can achieve the state of 'down pen like having gods', with each word being a pearl. The ink contains righteous energy, bright and majestic, strong and unmatched, ghosts and spirits retreat, and hundreds of evils do not invade... At that time, I thought the old man was just talking nonsense, how could such a thing exist in the world? But I never expected that your writing would have righteous energy, when I approached earlier, I was suddenly hurt by it, my soul was like being burned, almost falling into an irredeemable state."
Chen Jianchen was still confused, he himself knew his own origins best, and that mysterious and obscure set of words couldn't be applied to himself at all.
Righteousness?
He took out the piece of calligraphy he had written earlier, examined it carefully, and still couldn't see anything special about it; it was just a piece of calligraphy after all. Moreover, it was a practice piece - this kind of thing he didn't know how many times he had written, but basically they were all thrown away as soon as they were finished, simply because he felt they weren't satisfactory.
The old gentleman also said that the positive energy is divided into strong and weak, and the weaker ones will disappear as soon as they are written with a brush.
This sentence is easy to understand, making a simple analogy, the positive energy is like the law power, both are consumable goods, once used up, they will be gone. Those who cultivate the Tao infuse their law power into the talismans, and the talismans have an extraordinary effect. In that case, if one's brush has positive energy, then the characters written by it would be like those talismans, also having an extraordinary effect?
At this thought, his heart thumped wildly and he felt that all of this was really a bit unbelievable.
Chen Jianchen thought calmly - he was almost certain that he himself did not have any positive energy, and those papers and inks were not worth doubting, so the only problem should be that "Bixie" pen made of earthly products.
It is said that this pen was used by Zhong Kui, a legendary figure in mythological stories who caught ghosts. Is all of this really true?
Chen Jianchen had long suspected that there was something wrong with this pen, but after repeated studies, nothing was found. Unexpectedly, by chance, some clues were discovered today. However, it is still far from enough, and the Demon-Slaying Pen must be hiding even greater secrets waiting to be uncovered.
How can we excavate it?
Chen Jianchen was somewhat anxious, he is now like facing a treasure mountain but can't find the entrance to enter, how can he not be anxious?
Ying Ning saw that he was deep in thought and didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him. The previous shock had really scared it badly, and under the impact of the positive energy from the pen and ink, its soul almost flew away. As for Chen Jianchen, it unknowingly added a few more points of reverence towards him. In its eyes, Chen Jianchen was definitely different from any other scholar it had seen before, without even half a bit of pedantry, or perhaps this was the reason why he could bring forth positive energy with his pen.
It is easy to say, but how many people in the world can really do it?
