As the night deepened, Liu Chao sent the two beauties back to the downstairs of the dormitory, and then drove the bat to fly into the sky and flew straight to the Pan family's villa.

The Pan family villa in the dark night is extraordinarily beautiful and spacious, with brilliant lights, flowers and plants are green, and the clear water surface of the huge swimming pool also reflects thousands of rays of light.

However, the sound of crying can be faintly heard.

It came from the largest suite in the Pan family's villa.

Liu Chao flew over with the bat, lying on the window with the bat, and he himself stood in front of the window of a hole in the red mole space, looking at the room with a strange gaze.

In the spacious and luxurious room, on the three-meter-wide bed, the eighty-eight-year-old Master Pan Aiying closed his eyes tightly, breathed a lot and took in a lot, looking like he was about to swallow his breath.

Three of his students stood right in front of the bed.

They are the senior brother Lu Chengjun, the second senior brother Gu Kaiwen, and Xiao Chenyu, who just arrived urgently from Yenching University.

There was also a girl standing behind them, she was about one meter six or eight tall, graceful, with the fair skin, the long hair of the shawl, which made her look extraordinarily beautiful, her eyes were red and swollen, and the pear blossoms brought rain, which was particularly pitiful.

There is no doubt that she is Pan Qiurou, the favorite granddaughter of Master Pan Aiying.

Two doctors are in a hurry = one = this = read = novel xstxt chaotically rescued Master Pan Aiying, after a shot of cardiotonic injection, the situation was finally stabilized, Pan Aiying also woke up from the dying state, his face showed a sickly flush, his eyes suddenly became bright, and his spirit seemed to become excited, "Help me up." ”

"Master, you'd better lie down." Xiao Chenyu bent down and whispered.

"Help me up, I know, this is a return to light, I will be leaving soon, I have something to say to you." Pan Aiying said clearly.

"Grandpa......"

Pan Qiurou choked up, took a step, and together with Xiao Chenyu, helped Master Pan Aiying up and let him lean against the head of the bed.

"What is the highest level of calligraphy and painting?" Pan Aiying asked in a dream-like voice.

All people, including Liu Chao, put their ears up high, as the saying goes, a person is about to die, and his words are good. And the dying words of Pan Aiying, a master of calligraphy and painting, must have great artistic value.

"In the past, I have been pursuing the highest level of calligraphy and painting, but I can never see what the highest level is, as if it can be endless." Master Pan Aiying continued, "However, at the moment when I was about to leave this world, I suddenly understood the highest level of calligraphy and painting. Listen, you must keep in mind and pursue it hard. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the three proud protégés and Pan Qiurou with antiquating and eager eyes.

"Yes, Master. We must keep it in mind. The three students said respectfully almost at the same time.

"Grandpa, I will definitely keep it in mind, and I will definitely live up to your expectations." Pan Qiurou also said with a resolute face.

"What is the highest level of calligraphy? In fact, it is very simple, that is, all intelligent beings who are illiterate, including people, can also understand the meaning of the words you write. Pan Aiying said seriously.

Everyone was stunned, even Liu Chao was stunned, a little unable to believe his ears.

"Can any of you understand and understand?" Pan Aiying asked expectantly.

"Master, I can understand a little." Xiao Chenyu groaned and said, "The meaning of the first appearance of calligraphy is for the inheritance of civilization and for future generations to understand. The oldest hieroglyphs can be understood by those who are illiterate, is it true that hieroglyphs are the highest level of calligraphy? ”

Pan Aiying looked at Xiao Chenyu with appreciation, and said earnestly: "Calligraphy is a kind of beauty, the beauty embodied in words, but it is also a kind of spirit, calligraphers in the process of writing, put their own spirit into the text, anyone can see, can resonate, say that it is beautiful and beautiful, that is calligraphy into the room, if you can go further, can let illiterate people can also understand the meaning of the calligrapher, then this calligraphy has reached the highest level of calligraphy, How I look forward to seeing such a high-level text. ”

All people, including Liu Chao, fell into thought, and realized the highest level of calligraphy that Master Pan Aiying said, only feeling simple and unpretentious, but it contains the truth of the ages, which makes people shocked and overwhelmed, which is the final summary of the great calligrapher and painter for his lifelong pursuit of calligraphy, and the value is immeasurable.

Xiao Chenyu was the first to sober up, his face was excited, and he couldn't wait to say: "Master, you are really great and amazing, the disciple now understands the highest level of calligraphy you are talking about." Moreover, the disciple has seen such a highest-level text, and I also took a picture of it with my mobile phone. ”

"Quick, quick, show me." Pan Aiying became excited, her face became even redder, and fiery sparks burst out from her eyes.

Xiao Chenyu quickly took out his mobile phone, called up a photo, and sent it to Master Pan Aiying, but Pan Qiurou took a magnifying glass and put it on the screen, and Senior Brother Lu Chengjun also quickly put on a pair of reading glasses for Pan Aiying.

Pan Aiying's gaze was fixed on the photo on the mobile phone screen, and a look of shock appeared on her face, "Oh my God, oh my God, this is a text I have never seen before, but, however, I can understand its meaning: There are countless magical cultivation exercises, magic weapons, genius earth treasures, and pills in the tomb, and the next opening date is ......"

"It turned out that the photo was the picture of the tombstone of the Star Tomb. Xiao Chenyu is really not simple, he can have such a confidential photo. Liu Chao sighed in his heart, but the shock on his face was extraordinarily strong, just a photo can make people understand the meaning of the text, what kind of text is this? What kind of realm is it? And the great calligrapher and painter in front of him was able to guess the highest level of calligraphy out of thin air, which coincided with the realm of words on the tombstone of the Star Tomb, what a coincidence? Or Xuanqi?

"This is the text of God, the text of God, it turns out that only God can reach such a realm of calligraphy, if a person can also write calligraphy to such a point, he will definitely be able to become a god, but unfortunately it is a pity, I understand too late." Pan Aiying looked embarrassed, fanatical, and regretful.

"Master, there is another photograph written by our people on Earth, which has also reached such a state." Xiao Chenyu was also excited and fanatical, stretched out his finger, and another photo of text appeared on his mobile phone.

"Ah...... Heaven is another kind of text that I have never seen before, and it is completely different from the text just now, but I can still clearly understand the meaning of the words: my name is Bodhi, the original inhabitant of the earth, and I was fortunate enough to enter the Star Tomb and learned the seventy-two ......"

Everyone was dumbfounded, a little unable to believe their ears, even Zhang Dong, who had already heard what Luo Li said, was stunned on the spot, what a miraculous thing, Bodhi turned out to be a great calligrapher, and the words written on the tombstone can be understood even by people three billion years later.

"I see, I see, Bodhi really exists, he entered the Tao with calligraphy and became an immortal, and his disciple Sun Wukong is also real, he has been taught by him, and he has learned seventy-two changes......" Pan Aiying muttered in his mouth, "Chaowen Dao, you can die at night." ”

"Master, Master, you haven't said the highest level of painting yet."

Xiao Chenyu saw that Pan Aiying seemed to be about to breathe, so he hurriedly reminded him.

Immediately, Pan Aiying's eyes, which had been slightly narrowed, opened again, bursting with colorful light, and his face, which had become a little gray, also turned red again, and he urgently asked: "What is the highest level of painting?" Have you ever thought about it? ”

"Is it to make anyone who doesn't know how to draw immersive?" Second Senior Brother Gu Kaiwen said cautiously.

"No, it's not." Pan Aiying said, "The highest level of painting is to bring the things that come to life. Painting flowers can give out fragrance, painting wind can hear the whistling of the wind, painting eagles, eagles can fly out of the paper and soar into the blue sky. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded again, a little unable to believe their ears, which was also too mysterious, a bit of a fantasy.

"The finishing touch, the magic brush Ma Liang, these stories and legends tell us that the highest state of painting is life, and a painting without life is not a good painting, but it is all a failed work." Pan Aiying gasped.

"But, grandpa, the scenery painted with pen and ink is dead after all, how can it be brought back to life?" Pan Qiurou said with a confused face.

"Yes, the scene painted with brush and ink is dead, but the painter can give it life, and at the moment of painting, the painter's spirit and mind enter into it, so the scene is alive and truly has life, of course, it can only be done by a person who has become immortal through painting." Pan Aiying said.

All the people were stunned, and they became immortals with paintings? This is too unreliable, this can't be his nonsense, right?

"The four of you are very natural and perceptive, I hope you can use books and paintings to enter the Tao and embark on a special path, which will be colorful and colorful." Pan Aiying looked at the four of them expectantly, and finally his eyes fell on Xiao Chenyu and Pan Qiurou.

Obviously, he has high hopes for these two most gifted people.

After a long moment, his head fell sharply, and his eyes closed forever.

"Master......"

"Grandpa......"

Screams of grief rang out in the room at the same time, and tears flowed from everyone's eyes.

But they didn't see it, a faint multicolored light and a pale black light emerged from the body of Master Pan Aiying, who had just breathed, and entered the red mole space in a flash.

And Liu Chao also looked at Master Pan Aiying who passed away with his eyes closed with respectful eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Master, you can go with confidence, your calligraphy and painting skills have been extracted by me, after I fuse, let me inherit your last wish and reach the highest level of calligraphy and painting." ”

Perhaps, Pan Aiying's soul that had not yet dissipated heard Liu Chao's heart, and a trace of indifferent smile appeared on Pan Aiying's face, which seemed extraordinarily peaceful and extraordinarily peaceful.

"Whoosh......"

The bat suddenly spread its wings and flew into the night sky like an arrow, and soon disappeared without a trace.