In the history of mankind, the brush can be said to be an important tool, which was first used for record-keeping, and slowly evolved into calligraphy and painting, becoming an indispensable tool for cultural inheritance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the development of history, the brush has also made great progress, becoming a wide variety, such as fetal brush, wolf brush, rabbit shoulder purple pen, deer brush, chicken brush, duck brush, wool ratio, pig * brush, mouse brush, tiger brush, ox ear brush, etc.

This is according to the division of the pen, if according to the size of the brush can be simply divided into: small Kai, medium Kai, large Kai. The larger ones are screen pens, joint pens, bucket pens and planting pens.

According to the elasticity of the bristles, it can be divided into: soft, hard and both.

According to the use, it can be divided into writing brushes and calligraphy and painting brushes.

According to the shape, it can be divided into: round millimeter, pointed millimeter.

According to the length of the pen, it can be divided into: long forward, center forward, short forward.

If he hadn't entered the Sage Mountain, Qin Zhou would never have known that there were so many kinds of brushes, and if he hadn't entered the Sage Mountain, he would not have known that stacking countless brushes together was so spectacular.

The good thing that Shengxian Mountain said is the place where the culture is inherited, and the simple point is that it is the place where you read and write, although the scope is not small, the planning is very simple. Study areas, accommodation areas, cafeterias, playgrounds, parks and woods. In addition, it is a more important library pavilion, four pavilions of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. and a number of other heavy and forbidden lands.

Qin Zhou is a layman, or a robber at this time, he is naturally not interested in watching any classes and playgrounds, so he went straight to the important area behind, and the first one to break in was the Pen Pavilion.

Push open the door and a card, this is a room as big as a basketball court, the walls in the room, from top to bottom, from left to right, dense, hung with brushes, long and short, large and small, varied, red, purple, black and yellow, colorful, full of tables, shelves.

Qin Xuan came to find gold and silver treasures, and was startled by so many pens, and stayed for a long time before he picked up a pen casually, and went down with a probing technique, and there was an extra piece of information in his mind.

Sheep hair pen, made of green sheep's whiskers. Calligraphy is the heaviest pen force, the sheep is soft and has no edge, and the book is also 'weak and boneless', so calligraphers of all dynasties rarely use it. Modern ideological changes, pay attention to mellow and subtle, not to show oneself, so only the soft sheep's hair can meet this requirement and is widely used. If it is properly matched with paper and ink, it can also express a plump and feminine style. Sheep hair is cheap and easy to obtain, the hair is long, and it can write large characters above half a foot, which is very popular with poor scholars.

The sheep's hair pen is relatively soft, the amount of pen and ink is large, and it is suitable for writing round and thick dot paintings.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what the reason is, holding the sheep's hair pen, Qin Zhou actually had a feeling of galloping with his pen, put down the pen, walked to the wall, and took down a brush.

Wolf Hair Pen, made from Wolf Hair. Later, due to the mutation of the wolf clan, it was not easy to catch, so it was changed to a weasel. The weasel only has the tip of the tail to make a pen, and the nature is tough, second only to the local tyrant and too sheep's hair, which belongs to the Jianhao pen. The surface of this wolf pen in the hand is tender yellow with a little red, shiny, and if you look closely, each hair is quite upright. The waist is thick and not slightly thinner. The tip of the pen is sharp, and you can faintly see the millimeter of light.

Because of its better character, although it is expensive, it is very popular among calligraphers.

The urge to write came up again when he held the wolf's pen, Qin Xuan glanced left and right to see if he could find a piece of paper, and suddenly heard the little witch say: "Qin Zhou, come quickly, there is a big pen here." ”

The little witch wanted to be a lord who refused to be quiet, and Qin Xuan ran over to hunt for treasures, so she was naturally indispensable. It is said that the two of them have been working together for a lot of time, and as soon as Qin Guan's ass twisted, she knew what Qin Xuan wanted to do.

There is more than one door in this hall, there is also a door in the depths, because the relationship is relatively dark, Qin Zhou didn't pay attention for a while, there is a slightly smaller room inside, walk in and take a look.

There are still brushes in the room, not as many as in the hall, but it is obvious that the quality of the brushes here is better, and each one is shiny, and the surface flows with a light called Baoguang. However, the most striking thing is indeed a giant brush dangling from the central shelf. Qin Xuan estimated it, the length was almost two meters, and it was the thickness of a child's arm.

"Who writes such a big pen?" the little witch wanted to try, but after a stroke, it was not as high as the pen, so she went back again.

Qin Xuan sent a probing technique to the past, this is a pig's bristle pen, the introduction is similar to the sheep's hair pen, the only difference is that this pen is actually gold-level. In other words, this is not only a pen, but also a weapon, which is lethal. A gold-level pen, Qin Zhou is an eye-opener.

"There's another door here. The little witch shouted, and when she opened the door, she saw a smaller room, and there were still countless pens in it, but there were fewer than the first two rooms. Qin Xuan checked it, and the brushes in it were all platinum ware, and every time he was sharper, although he didn't get started, he could already feel a sharp breath.

Not surprisingly, there is a room inside, the room is smaller, and there are fewer brushes, but it is basically higher, and it is a dark gold vessel.

"It's boring. The little witch walked straight inside, and another room was opened.

This room has just been opened, and a spiritual aura rushes to the face, and the rich aura is intoxicating. There are only more than a hundred brushes in this room, suspended in the air, but in this spacious room, it does not give people a feeling of emptiness, but rather a sense of fullness and fullness.

That's right, just because every brush in this room is a spiritual weapon, more than a hundred spiritual weapons. Exuding a powerful aura and brilliance, there is no light in this room, and everyone's light is emitted by these brushes.

"Rich. The little witch's eyes began to glow. More than a hundred spiritual weapons, what is this concept.

"Next room. Qin Xuan couldn't wait to open the door, and the little witch hurriedly followed. Pushing open the door, more than 50 brushes hung on the shelves on the wall, exuding bursts of precious light.

Treasure!

Each brush is like a treasure, the barrel is like a jade shining, the hair is not just taken from some monster, each one is crystal clear, exuding a powerful atmosphere.

Next room.

Just approached the door, before the door was opened, a strong pressure had already surged, Qin Xuan was very familiar with this smell, the smell of Dao weapons. Pushing open the door, inside was not a room, but a starry sky.

Thirteen brushes swim in the air with a strange trajectory, the pen trembles, one by one the words flow out with the tip of the pen, the words are luminous, full of spirituality, some like small fish, some like leaves, some like flowers, some want to mountains, each word is full of unique atmosphere, it seems that this is not a word, but a living body.

The font shines the brightest when the pen falls, and when it departs from the pen, it begins to fly in the void, flying and flying, the light begins to converge, and finally slowly disappears, thirteen brushes are always writing, around the thirteen brushes, no number of traces rotate, there are new words to join, but also the old words disappear, always maintain a balance.

With so many Dao tools, even Qin Xuan couldn't help but act, his fingers moved, and he grabbed a purple brush, something strange happened, he obviously grabbed the brush, but for some reason, when the fingers were closed, there was nothing on his hand, and the brush ran away.

Qin Xuan didn't believe in evil, he grabbed it again, and the shot was like electricity, and strange things happened again, and the purple brush disappeared inexplicably, but his eyes slowly saw that the palm of his hand was already holding.

"Grappler. ”

With a flick of the palm, a row of palm shadows appeared, covering the trajectory that all the purple brushes could run, and after Qin Guan's fingers were closed, the brushes disappeared again, and when he looked up at the sky, there were still thirteen brushes spinning, and they were not affected at all.

"What's going on?" the little witch could see that something was wrong.

Qin Zhou explained the matter again, the little witch was very curious, and she wanted to try, but the result was the same as Qin Zhou's situation, no matter what, she couldn't catch a brush, even if she obviously blocked the route of the brush, but in the end the brush still ran out.

"If you really can't do it, force it. The little witch was furious.

"What's the matter, just a Taoist weapon, can you still dare to rebel?" Qin Guan's finger was placed on the ring, the artifact was out of the horse, and the Taoist weapon still dared to be disobedient?

"King Qin can't-" I just happened to arrive here, and when I walked all over the world, I was scared and sweated when I saw this scene.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xuan stopped.

"These brushes have been hanging for many years, giving rise to spirituality, and will only choose the right owner, and if they are forced to take hard, the final result will be broken jade. He explained, looking at the thirteen brushes, with envy in his eyes. This is also the first time he has seen such a Taoist weapon.

"Destined people?" the little witch's eyes widened, just a brush, and she still played the game of choosing the master?

"It can also be said, however, this fate is not feeling, but knowledge, only knowledgeable, highly cultural cultivation of the great writers, great masters have the opportunity to obtain the recognition of these brushes, in this sage mountain, many treasures are only recognized literary accomplishment, regardless of others. He walked all over the world and said seriously: "If they don't agree, even if the royal family comes, it's useless." ”

"Go check out the next one. Qin Xuan frowned, this situation was something he didn't expect, his plan was to sweep away everything here, Sage Mountain would defend it if it could hold it, and withdraw if it couldn't hold it, there was no need to stay here as a target, but now the situation seems to have changed again.

This room is not a terminal, there is another room inside. When I opened the door, the three of them were a little stunned, the room was not small, but it was empty, according to the level, the brush in this room was at least above the Taoist instrument, but why didn't it go back?

"Could it be that someone got there before us?, or did Sage Mountain take it himself?" the little witch guessed, "Or is there no collection at all?"

"No, there should be something here, it was taken not long ago. He went all over the world and carefully examined it, and came to the conclusion: "There should be only one pen, which is powerful and not weaker than an immortal weapon." ”

As soon as he said this, Qin Xuan immediately knew who the owner of this room was.

Spring and Autumn Pen!