The name of Zhang Xu, Lin Tianyang in the previous life has long admired the name, his people are addicted to alcohol such as life, drunk calligraphy is more like a crazy maniac, so the world is commonly known as "Zhang Dian", its calligraphy set of predecessors, understand the principle of heaven and earth, the penmanship and the nature of heaven and earth into one, the technique is close to the Tao, the original "wild grass" calligraphy is famous in history, calligraphy attainments are outstanding.

On the Tianyan Continent, Zhang Xu's name is also like thunder, and he is recognized as the holy hand of cursive writing in the world, and he is respected as the "grass saint" by countless ink writers. ”

The world can produce a large number of people, all the people who are named gods and saints, all of them are the power of the coquettish, Zhang Xu's life is peerless, the merit to the realm of Qi Tian, only half a step away from the heavenly saint, its calligraphy will be killed together to push to the peak, between the big opening and closing of the penmanship, can turn the benefits of thousands of divine soldiers, indestructible, can compete with him in combat power, there are few in the world, can be called the strongest ink!

However, as early as three hundred years ago, Zhang Xu had died, at that time the Tianyan Continent was turbulent, and the demon beasts were rampant, in order to prevent the demon beasts from slaughtering the people, Zhang Xu went to the front line, and guarded hundreds of thousands of people in the city for seven days and seven nights with the power of one person, and killed countless extremely strong demon beasts.

It is based on Zhang Xu's works, which are extremely valuable on the Tianyan Continent, not only for the high level of its calligraphy, but also because of its grace for thousands of years, and its merit is in all generations.

Therefore, when he heard this group of ignorant wealthy businessmen vainly saying that they wanted to buy this stone tablet for 10,000 taels, Li Chengtian only felt that they were blaspheming the most respected person in his life, so he was furious and showed no mercy.

"Zhang Sheng's name is known all over the world, and he is also a person who is regarded as a sage in this life, and his masterpiece is by no means measured by money!" Li Chengtian was furious, and said to a group of wealthy businessmen: "You fools who don't know calligraphy, how can you be qualified to judge his calligraphy!"

Li Chengtian's words were sharp, and many wealthy businessmen were hot, but seeing that he was really angry, no one dared to have any dissatisfaction, and immediately made amends.

"City Lord, don't blame, I'm short-sighted, I don't know that this article is actually a masterpiece of the grass saint, it's really not unintentional!"

"I want to buy the work of the grass saint for 10,000 taels, but I have no eyes!"

"The value of such a masterpiece will be more than five million taels!"

I don't know whether everyone's reparation is true or false, but the words still sound quite comfortable, Li Chengtian is very useful, his face is a little softened, but it is still extremely majestic: "The way of calligraphy is sacred and solemn, don't comment if you don't understand it in the future!"

Many wealthy merchants nodded yes one after another, and the group of treasure connoisseurs were overjoyed when they saw the hunting, and they had already rushed to the cursive Heart Sutra, which was no different from the demeanor when they saw the talisman before.

The golden characters on the stele are three points into the stone, the penmanship is strong and powerful, after many years but there is no wind and frost, but many treasure connoisseurs face the stone stele with a height of one person, but it seems that the stele in front of them is a piece of delicate tofu, and they dare not touch it with their hands, for fear of damaging this grass saint masterpiece.

"I've been looking for treasures for more than 70 years, and today's seeing really makes me feel that these 70 years have been in vain.

"With today's harvest alone, Lin Tianyang is comparable to the three treasure connoisseurs, which makes us treasure connoisseurs who have worked hard for half a lifetime but are still struggling under the six grades how to live!"

"If the Cursive Heart Sutra is opened by me, I am willing to live thirty years less!"

Many treasure connoisseurs looked at the black jade stele as if they had obtained a treasure, but the content discussed gradually went beyond the value of the stele, but instead expressed deep shock and jealousy for Lin Tianyang's miraculous performance.

Lin Tianyang listened to everyone's heartfelt sighs and deep souls, but he didn't actually feel the slightest feeling in his heart.

There are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in front of him, and he was brainwashed by Wu Daozi, and he doesn't have much feeling in his heart for these calligraphy, paintings, and ink treasures that can be seen or not, except for being able to exchange for money.

If you really want to talk about harvest, this stone tablet that is priceless in the eyes of others can't even match a small piece of armor in his heart.

"What you can see or not can be used, almost all of them are embroidered pillows!"

Lin Tianyang is not an art collector who has nothing to do, and he is quite disappointed in the face of the rare authentic works of the grass saint, but now that Li Chengtian, a fan of the grass saint's brain, is present, he does not dare to show the regret in his heart, and echoes the praise of everyone with a professional smirk.

"Tianyang, you come over first. ”

Li Chengtian waved outside the crowd, smiled cutely, called him affectionate, and directly erased his surname.

The city lord invited, he didn't dare to disobey, and immediately ran over with a professional smile, and said respectfully: "What does the city lord command?"

Li Chengtian looked at him with admiration in his eyes, and his smile became more and more gentle: "At this treasure hunting conference, you are really in the limelight and full of harvest, but I know that you are a painter, and the monument of the true works of the grass saint is of no great use to you, but I am from the ink master, Zhang Sheng is the predecessor and sage I have admired for a long time, and this stone embryo is also from my city lord's mansion, and it is also considered to be related to me, I wonder if you can bear to cut your love and transfer this Heart Sutra stele to me?"

Lin Tianyang was slightly stunned, looking at his sparkling eyes, he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

When many wealthy businessmen and treasure connoisseurs saw that Li Chengtian actually had such an idea, they immediately couldn't care so much, and shouted excitedly.

"City Lord, what you said is not right! This stone tablet is indeed from the stone embryo of the City Lord's Mansion, but it was bought by Lin Tianyang, and of course he has the final say on who he wants to sell it to!"

"That's right, if you really had a fate, you would have opened this stele a long time ago, where would it be Lin Tianyang's turn, which shows that your fate with this stele is too shallow!"

"City Lord, you can't rely on your identity to buy and sell!"

Li Chengtian listened to everyone's protests, his face sank, and he said dissatisfiedly: "When did I buy and sell it by force? I am just expressing my love for this stone tablet with Tianyang, if you also have the intention to compete, then you can compete with the bid!"

"Bid and bid, who is afraid of whom!"

"If we join forces, will we still be able to compete with you!"

"That is, if you dare to use the public treasury of Mobei City, be careful that I will go to the capital to sue you for embezzlement!"

The rich businessmen in the field came from all over the world, most of them did not live in Mobei City, although they had respect for Li Chengtian, but before the true works of the grass saint, this respect was not worth a few silver, even if Li Chengtian shouted in public.

Not to be outdone, Li Chengtian directly asked his subordinates to prepare the silver, and many wealthy merchants felt provoked by the city lord, and began to take out the silver tickets in their arms.

"Listen to me!"

Lin Tianyang saw that the scene was a little out of control, and hurriedly stepped forward to control the situation, with a wry smile on his face.