Wen Xin Asked

"Wen Xin Wen Dao": This is an era when spiritual energy cultivation is king, but I use words to inquire about the way of heaven. My name is Lu Chen, a humble copywriter in Qingshi Town. Other monks seize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and refine alchemy pills and Yuanying. I read and copy calligraphy, but what I cultivate is the "literary mind" that was annihilated in ancient times. When the genius of the immortal sect was wielding his sword in the sky, I copied the remaining scrolls in the ruined temple, using blood as ink to awaken the mantra that had been silent for thousands of years; when the giant of the devil swallowed up the sun and the moon, I listened to the sentient beings in the market, and wrote all the joys and sorrows of the world with one stroke. They laughed at my stupidity: How could a few pages of waste paper defeat a flying sword magic weapon? Until the monster clan knocks at the gate, and in front of the tens of thousands of troops, I unfold the "Relics of the Floating World", and when I say a word, the mountains and rivers are solid; when I say a word, the ghosts and gods are frightened. Until the immortal world issued an edict and listed the crimes, I took up my pen and wrote the word "reason", and the thunder clouds disappeared. It turns out that the strongest thing in this world has never been power, but reason. Words are the oldest talismans; truth is the sharpest sword. Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are contending among hundreds of schools of thought, and I accept them with a literary heart. There are demons and ghosts in people's minds, and I suppress them with my true words. This is a road of "words and laws" that has been forgotten by the world, and it is also the story of a book copywriter who writes to ask questions for his relatives, justice, and the bright universe. The traditional way of cultivating immortals is to seize fortune, but I use words to determine the world.