The small soldiers on the frontier at the beginning killed Liu Ye, the Han God of War, and Lu Lingqi

"What are you...?"

Mr. Meng pointed at the small piece of iron in Liu Ye's hand. Even with his knowledge, he didn't see the use of this thing.

But since it can cause shock in the long river of literature, it must not be that kind of useless thing.

"This thing is called a character, and it is matched with a carved plate. Together, it can be called movable type printing."

Liu Ye explained, then stepped aside, revealing a large pile of iron blocks behind him, roughly estimated to be no less than a hundred.

In addition, there is an iron plate half a man's height, which is full of grooves and looks the same size as those iron blocks.

"What exactly does movable type printing...do?"

Mr. Meng picked up an iron block. Sure enough, there were words engraved on it, but it looked a little weird, as if it was the opposite of normal words.

"The so-called movable type printing technology, as the name suggests..."

Liu Ye explained the use of movable type printing to Mr. Meng in detail.

In fact, he was inspired by the characters in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to come up with this thing.

Although papermaking technology is very developed in this world, it is still far from popularizing books.

One of the most important limiting factors is that only literary practitioners can copy books. Even if ordinary people can read and write, the books they copy will not have any spiritual enlightenment effect.

To put it simply, the words in books need to be infused with literary spirit to have soul, otherwise they are just a pile of waste paper.

It has no other use except for reading.

And how many literary cultivators can there be in the world?

Even if they keep copying day and night, compared to all living beings, it is only a drop in the bucket.

But with this set of movable type printing created by Liu Ye, everything will be different.

Each character can hold a certain amount of literary spirit, and each printing consumes part of the literary spirit onto the paper, injecting soul into the text.

In this way, even ordinary people can easily copy a book.

The most important thing is that this thing will not affect the interests of Tianwenxiu.

Because these characters also need to be supplemented with literary spirit on a regular basis, which only literary practitioners can do.

And with this thing, in the future, literary scholars only need to write the original manuscript if they want to write books, and the rest can be outsourced. They no longer have to copy books day and night, and the efficiency of disseminating theories is simply insignificant. Go up.

This is undoubtedly a win-win.

The only thing Liu Ye had to worry about was the reaction from the aristocratic family.

After all, if they want to ensure the superiority of their family, they will not let this thing flow into the public in large quantities, but will firmly control it in their own hands.

In this regard, Liu Ye is not yet able to influence the will of the aristocratic family, and can only wait for the world to be in chaos and the heroes to separate themselves.

At that time, the influence of the aristocratic family will be at its lowest point, and whoever controls the territory will have the right to speak.

When the time comes to promote movable type printing among the people, the resistance will be much smaller.

However, this did not prevent Liu Ye from building this thing first to test the waters.

Just like the hand crossbow with unlimited arrows, as the world's first set of movable type printing tools, it also gave birth to a unique characteristic-infinite literary spirit.

It’s not that the above text is endless, but it will be replenished automatically.

And as spirituality increases, the speed of replenishing cultural energy will also increase simultaneously.

If one really reaches the level of the Heavenly Vein Artifact, it is not impossible to possess infinite cultural energy.

Of course, this thing is not complete yet.

After all, Liu Ye would not be able to engrave all the characters that appeared throughout the ages in a short period of time, so he could only draw them slowly.

However, every time he creates a new character, he can enjoy a craftsmanship infusion.

Although the volume is not as large as this time, the success lies in sustainability.

And because of the soul binding, in the future only the characters created by him will have the feature of automatically replenishing the literary spirit, so there is no need to worry about being cut off by others.

"This thing should be regarded as the most precious treasure passed down from the literary and Taoist heritage!"

After listening to Liu Ye's story, Mr. Meng on the side suddenly touched the characters with excitement.

Looking at it like that, I can't wait to kiss it to be satisfied.

He knew very well that with the advent of movable type printing, literature would surely reach new heights, and it would even be possible for one person to conquer ten thousand people.

"Okay, okay, our Mo family finally has a successor!"

Mr. Meng slapped Liu Ye on the shoulder with an excited expression.

That is to say, Liu Ye's body is hard enough, and ordinary people would probably be lying on the ground by now.

After temporarily storing this set of movable type printing templates in Mr. Meng's courtyard, Liu Ye turned around and went to Lu Bu's mansion.

Since he promised to teach Lu Lingqi how to practice a halberd, he naturally couldn't break his promise.

He taught for more than an hour, during which Lu Bu came once.

He didn't say anything, he just gave Liu Ye a look that said, "You'd better just be practicing your halberd."

In this regard, Liu Ye, who had done nothing wrong, said he was not panic at all.

However, the subsequent teachings were much more restrained, with less physical contact and changed to purely verbal teachings.

By the time I got home, it was already evening.

After checking the sea of ​​consciousness, the scope of the Wen Qi Tai Chi Diagram has doubled again. The total amount of Wen Qi has exceeded 6 threads, with craftsmanship and Confucianism accounting for half of it.

Ten thousand of them came from poetry, and more than ten thousand came from movable type printing.

In comparison, the literary style of copying poems is more stable.

Whether it is the previous "Yanmen Taishou's Journey" or the current "Farewell to Lao Zheng" (the original name of the poem is "Farewell to Dong Da"), the literary style of the reward is about 10,000 silk.

The inventions and creations of the Mohists are more mysterious.

The previous hand crossbow gave a total of more than a thousand silk craftsmanship, but the movable type printing gave more than 10 silk, a full times difference.

Liu Ye doesn't know the specific reason. It may be related to the purpose of the item or the material.

In order for the movable type printing template to successfully survive the catastrophe in the future, Liu Ye specially used fine iron, which took a lot of ingenuity on his part.

It's not that he doesn't want to use Bai Lian Steel, it's mainly that with his current craftsmanship, he still can't temper materials of Bai Lian Steel's level.

This has nothing to do with quantity, it’s simply a lack of quality.

According to Mr. Meng, one must at least enter the sixth-grade skilled craftsman realm to be qualified to create a hundred steelmaking.

And under the nourishment of Wen Qi Tai Chi diagram, the growth rate of the prototype of Wen Xin has also made a qualitative leap.

Now it has grown to 60 centimeters, as thick as a little finger, and is no longer as weak as before.

After a little bit of induction, I can now almost stay in the long river of literature for 10 breaths.

"How about giving it a try?" Liu Ye was a little ready to make a move.

To be honest, he was quite curious about the true face of Lushan, a literary and cultural institution.

In the past few days, I have only seen the Wen Qi light pillar, but I still know nothing about the Wen Dao Changhe.

Thinking of this, Liu Ye no longer hesitated and directly communicated the prototype of Wen Xin.

The next second, an invisible portal appeared in the spiritual world, and Liu Ye could even faintly hear the sound of running water coming from the other side of the door.

"Good guy, it's really a river."

With a slight sigh, no time was wasted. Following Liu Ye's thoughts, his soul body stepped into the portal and officially set foot on the mysterious and unpredictable river of literature.

But the next scene almost made Liu Ye lose his mind.