Book, grinding ink, embalming, pen, pen, pen, pen, poetry through two big words appeared on the cover of the manuscript, the whole action in one go, the flow of water, without the slightest hesitation, the font handsome flowing, giving people a beautiful feeling of flowing!

After writing the title, the next is to copy the text, open the first page to start, Ning Cechen body straight, standing in front of the stone table, holding the left hand holding the loose sleeves of the right hand, the right hand clenched brush on the copy dance, a pair of dark and thorny eyes are full of light, it seems that there is a brilliance, Ning Cechen wrote very certified, full attention, very quickly, he felt wrong!

He found that since the wall, he did not need to look at the original of the poem, just like silently writing, while still writing the last sentence, the next sentence and even the entire article of the content appeared in the mind, and even think about it carefully, you will find that the content of the whole poem has been firmly engraved in the mind!

Don't forget!

Ning Cechen is very sure that before this he absolutely did not have this ability, even if Ning Cechen familiar with the hundred books, full of persevering, but familiar with reading, this does not mean that he can back down, back and familiar reading are two concepts, not to mention the whole book, poetry this hundred poems together, there is no chapter of clues, is not a strong thing!

Just like the previous life, if someone told him that he could take the three hundred complete backs of Tang poetry, Ning Cechen would definitely say that I would rather believe a girl told me that her phone number is 16812345678 this number!Because it is impossible!No one can install hundreds of poems in their minds, even if they are installed, they will produce memory confusion!

But the so-called world is not absolute, and what is impossible in the Shenzhou where demons, monks, and warriors exist!

Ning Cechen can feel that his mind is like a constantly running computer, the whole text of the text is presented in his mind from beginning to end, and not only that, but also has a wonderful feeling, every time you write a word, write a poem, his heart will fluctuate, emotions change, it seems that these words, verses have feelings, can talk, can affect his emotions!

This is a very wonderful feeling, it is difficult to describe in words, he feels that his thinking has fallen into a wonderful state, it seems that the body is independent, and the spirit is sublimating!

There is God’s writing!

This is the feeling of Ning Cechen now, now writing and before is a completely different feeling, more like an understanding, the heart moved, the pen, free will, this is a kind of brisk, a wanton, feel like a holding in the chest of a thing, in the slow sublimation, to get out of it!

Is it the reason for the soul?

Ning Cechen conjectures in his heart, because whether it is before the earth, or the original owner of the body, writing, even if it is a special practice, there is no such feeling, before writing, for a long time, the hands will be sour, the feet will be hemp, the spirit will be tired, but now, not only will not have these negative states, but feel that God is refreshing and refreshing!

This is a spiritual state of mind!

It is wonderful, Ning Cechen himself can not say, feel that he is writing, but more like an understanding, gradually, Ning Cechen immersed in this feeling!

All day long, the sun rose to the east and slowly set, and the golden sun came in through the crevices of the treetops!

Ning Cechen is like a demon, the body stands upright, standing in front of the stone table, has not moved even a step, only one action to write!

The blank copy on the left has changed from four to three to two, and in the end it has become one, but the one on the right has four more copies!

The wind blew, the weeds in the yard were blown, the dead leaves were rolled up, Ning Cechen's hair was blown, he did not seem to feel it, still waving the pen in his hand, completely did not notice that the poem in the middle of the stone table in front of him was originally blown by the wind, but in his right four copies of the good books did not move at all, the wind on it, did not even turn a page!

“It’s finished! 🙂

In the afternoon, the sun was west, Ning Cechen put down the brush in his hand, because the five manuscripts were all written by him, looked up, looked to the west, and found that the sun had reached the top of the trees of several tall trees outside the yard, the time was about 4 to 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and turned to look at the five manuscripts on the stone table!

Under the circumstances, ordinary people can also copy two books, but from last night to now, he copied five, almost twice as fast as ordinary people, this efficiency is somewhat frightening, but Ning Cechen did not tangle on this issue, because this is a good thing, copy fast, he can make money faster, this is a good thing that is difficult to find with a lantern, others want to break their heads can not do it!

The state that really made Ning Cechen care when writing a book, feeling, he found, seemed to pass through, the mind's mind was unusually fresh, and thinking about things turned particularly fast!

Is it the benefit of the fusion of the souls of two people, so that the soul is enhanced, and the brain has developed!

Ning Cechen can only think so!

. . .

“Ninty, here you come!”“Ninty!”

More than half a year, Ning Cechen came to Jifu, Fu'an, Futai saw the coming of Ning Cechen greeting!

“I’ll copy the book!”Ning Cechen laughed at both of them!

“The king just went to the library!”Futai gives the way to Ning Cechen!

“Thank you!”

Saying a word of thanks to the two people, Ning Cechen went into the house, entered the outer courtyard, and walked in the direction of the left study, just to meet Wang Bo from the study!

“The King!”Ning Zhenshen said hello and went over!

“Ah!”Wang Bo was surprised by the sudden voice of Ning Cechen, and looked back to see Ning Cechen: "It is Ningzi!"

“I’m sorry, Uncle, I just scared you!”

Walking past, Ning Cechen smiled apologetically at Wang Bo, this is an old man with gray hair, thin face, some rickety body, a more kind old man!

"Don't tighten, don't tighten, people are old, and your ears are not good!" 」Wang Bo smiled and waved his hand and asked, “Is Ning Gongzi looking for something for me?”

“Oh, that’s it, I finished the copy last night!”I want to get some new ones!”Ning Cechen said, take the book out of his hand!

“Oh, that’s so fast!”Wang Bo was startled by Ning Cechen's speed!

“Yeah, I don’t even know how to finish!”Ning Cechen smiled and handed the book to Wang Bo, “Wang Uncle, look at it!See if there is a problem!”

"No, I can't believe you, if you're a student of the Lord."Wang Bo said with a smile, reaching out to take the book handed over by Ning Cechen, but only felt that he had a sinking, and his body was bent: "Oh, it's heavy!"

“King, are you all right?”Ning Cechen holds the king's uncle and cares!But in my heart, I wonder, this king's uncle is too bad, how many books are shouting!

“Alas, old, old!Some are useless!”The king shook his head!

“Wang uncle, I will come and get the book with you, just take the copy!”Ning Ce courteous!

“That’s okay!”Wang Bo did not delay, the book was handed back to Ning Cechen, only feel the body relaxed, the heart also doubted, usually more than a dozen books themselves also take the move, how to feel so heavy today on these books!

PS, new book for collection, recommended, new book period, these are very needed, everyone can develop ah!