"Words?" Although he knew that his father was diverting his attention, Zhou Yang's attention was still shifted to the three big characters on the plaque, "Dad, you wrote these three words?" ”

Zhou Yang looked at these words in surprise, this is a font that Zhou Yang doesn't recognize, but Zhou Yang can easily know the meaning of these three words.

Even, Zhou Yang felt a magnificent aura from these three fonts, as if facing the boundless universe and the vast heaven and earth.

Otherwise, Zhou Yang gave birth to a sense of insignificance.

It's like seeing the vast ocean when I was a child.

This is a powerful spiritual conception, which is the person who writes and pours his own spiritual emotions into these words when he writes.

Therefore, a person's words can often reflect the person's spiritual realm, and even a person's character and habits can be seen.

Just like the ancient calligraphers, every popular article is unique, and it is all poured into the author's efforts.

In this way, we can make a famous story through the ages.

The three characters in front of Zhou Yangguan are even much better than many ancient calligraphy.

He couldn't imagine that this could be his father's doing.

In his impression, although his father's calligraphy was good, it was not to the extent of such a famous story.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhou Yang's previous realm was not able to feel the feelings in his father's calligraphy.

But now Zhou Yang's perception is extremely keen, but he can clearly feel the vast aura on these three words.

This kind of breath even made Zhou Yang feel breathless from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing these three words, Zhou Yang could imagine that the person who wrote these three words would definitely have a spiritual realm countless times higher than him.

This not only means that the calligrapher's calligraphy is very good, but also that his cultivation is very high, high enough to crush Zhou Yang.

So it was hard for Zhou Yang to imagine that these three words would be written by his father.

Is this still the same obscure father as before?

Zhou Yang looked at his father in surprise.

"Haha" Seeing the surprise in his son's eyes, Zhou Yang's father was obviously very happy, but as soon as he laughed, there was a slow complaint next to him, "I can't believe it, even if I look at what he wrote, I can't believe it, who would have thought that such a nonsensical person would write such rigorous words."

Zhou Dao swept over with cold eyes, he finally made a gesture in front of his son, no matter who dared to lose his face, Zhou Dao decided not to let him have a good time.

Then he saw Zhou Yang's mother with a mocking face, and Zhou Dao wilted in an instant, "Wife, you are ......"

"Maybe it's someone else's ghostwriter" Zhou Dao's words were blocked again, Zhou Dao looked over angrily, and saw his daughter holding his hands and smiling.

"You two ......" Zhou Dao was speechless for an instant, and was complained by the two closest babies, making Zhou Dao feel like he was shot in the chest by 10,000 arrows.

"I believe this was written by grandpa" At this time, a crisp voice came into Zhou Dao's ears, Zhou Dao looked over sadly, and saw the little girl in Jiang Hua's arms.

At this time, Zhou Daofang reacted, the little girl was talking about herself, and in an instant, the scar in Zhou Dao's heart immediately recovered, and a refreshing feeling appeared on his face.

"What's the matter, I'll just say I wrote it" Zhou Dao's face was full of joy, and he was about to step forward and hug the little girl, "It's still my baby granddaughter is the best, only you are willing to believe in grandpa"

"Go, go, get out of the way" Seeing that Zhou Dao was going to grab the little girl, Zhou Yang's mother was reluctant at first, "What should I do, why should I go, my baby granddaughter doesn't want you to hug it"

Zhou Yang helplessly watched his parents grabbing the little girl, he felt that in such a little time, the parents had already regarded the little girl as their own granddaughter.

No matter what he says, his parents won't believe it.

"There's definitely something wrong with this little girl"

Zhou Yang felt that this little Cai Wenji must have a ghost, otherwise Zhou Yang would not have only known her for more than a day and loved the little girl as her own sister, and the parents and sister had just seen the little girl for a while, and they already loved her incomparably.

"NATURAL AFFINITY MAX?" Zhou Yang looked at the little girl strangely, he didn't think that the little girl had used any tricks to confuse, after all, his perception was already more sensitive than ordinary people, and if there was an external force acting on him, he basically couldn't hide it.

Of course, even Arthur didn't know this.

But the strange thing is that the Cai family in the King Continent is a very popular family, and the people who come out of the Cai family are basically guests of the major forces.

This point may be related to the bloodline of the Cai family, but it is impossible for the Cai family to tell this kind of secrecy to others.

Therefore, the people on the King Continent who are curious about this point can only guess there.

While laughing, Zhou Yang and the others walked into the main hall, let's just say that this is the main hall.

Maybe it was the foreshadowing of entering the island in front, so Zhou Yang didn't feel strange at all when he saw the completely different space inside the hall from the outside.

This hall also has at least 1,000 square meters, but only one portrait is placed in the center.

This is a Taoist with fairy wind bones, wearing a white Taoist robe, with a handful of dust at random in his waist, and he is actually barefoot.

Zhou Yang couldn't tell the age of the Taoist, it seemed to be seventy or eighty, and it seemed to be thirty or forty, and then in a flash, he turned into a teenager of seventeen or eighteen.

"What's going on with this painter?"

Zhou Yang said that he has seen countless paintings since he was a child, and he has basically learned about it on the Internet, but he has never seen this magical style of painting.

However, Zhou Yang's parents and sisters ignored Zhou Yang's doubts, and after entering this hall, they became extremely serious.

Then Zhou Dao took Jiang Hua and Zhou Mo, as well as the disciples who had been following them, to the center of the main hall and bowed respectfully to the painting in the center of the main hall.

"Disciple see master" Zhou Dao's expression became extremely solemn and solemn, this kind of seriousness Zhou Yang had only seen during the New Year's Festival.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang suddenly realized in his heart.

Before the end of the world, he knew that his father knew how to ask the gods to draw talismans to see feng shui, and at that time his father was the famous master of Zijin City.

Other than that, there is not much difference between my father and an ordinary person.

This is also the main reason why Zhou Yang didn't notice his father's difference at all before the end of the world, after all, where would anyone think about whether his father was superhuman all day long?

What's more, in the era of peace before the end of the world, it was still an era of the supremacy of science.

Even if there are some real masters, all kinds of cultivation spells are drowned in the hands of countless liars.

If you want to find a real master, it is definitely more difficult than climbing to the sky.

At least if you want to go to the sky and make an airplane, if you want to find this kind of master, there is really no way.

Therefore, even if Zhou Yang knew that his father knew how to use feng shui physiognomy, he was regarded as a guest by many people in Zijin City.