Thinking about it, the pavilion master said to Yue Feng: "Feng Tao, if Yu Wenyan knows, if you break this letter, he will definitely not spare you, now while she doesn't know, you go, leave Xiyan Pavilion, don't come back." ”

At this time, the pavilion master completely lost his previous appreciation for Yue Feng, and just wanted him to leave quickly.

Only when this man is gone, can his innocence be preserved.

Hearing this, Yue Feng smiled bitterly, if the pavilion master had said this two days ago, Yue Feng would definitely be extremely excited, and then leave without saying a word.

However, now that Su Qingyan is also in Xiyan Pavilion, how could Yue Feng leave like this?

Call!

In the next second, Yue Feng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the pavilion master and said, "Isn't it just a painting, I'll write it to you again." ”

What?

The pavilion master's delicate body was shocked, and he looked at Yue Feng in surprise, and then couldn't help but chuckle: "Feng Tao, I know that you have excellent medical skills, but don't be too confident, this is calligraphy." ”

"This word, called the grass sage sticker, is the word that Master Wenzheng copied the grass sage Zhang Xu at that time, do you know the grass sage? It is a continent of the earth, a famous calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, famous for cursive writing... is also the person that Master Wenzheng admires the most, so in order to express his respect for the grass saint, Master Wenzheng specially wrote this grass saint sticker. ”

"Forget it, you are from the Nanyun Continent, and you definitely don't know the situation of the Earth Circle Continent, let alone the Grass Saint Zhang Xu..."

The pavilion master still thought that Yue Feng was from the Nanyun Continent. The pavilion master is right, the character that Yue Feng accidentally tore apart is indeed Master Wenzheng, who originally wrote it in order to pay tribute to the grass saint Zhang Xu.

Hundreds of years ago, there were still enchantments between the Kyushu continents, but those enchantments could only block ordinary people, while those powerful cultivators could travel between the continents.

Three hundred years ago, Master Wenzheng of the Yellow Sea Continent saw Zhang Xu's true works for the first time, and was amazed and regarded as a treasure, and then regarded Zhang Xu as an idol.

Grass saint Zhang Xu?

Hearing this, Yue Feng was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

Ha ha...

It turns out that Master Wenzheng in the mouth of the pavilion master worships the grass saint Zhang Xu, who can know that the grass saint Zhang Xu is in his own Linglong Tower, and he has already recognized himself as the master.

What's more coincidental is that during the day, Zhang Xu also specially taught himself calligraphy.

Thinking about it, Yue Feng didn't say much, and saw that there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the wooden shelf next to him, so he took it.

"You.."

Seeing this scene, the pavilion master frowned slightly: "What are you doing?" ”

At this time, the pavilion master saw Yue Feng pick up the pen, and he was angry and funny.

This Fengtao, after becoming the monarch of Xiyan Pavilion, the whole person is crazy, and he actually wants to write a word to compensate himself, but it is Master Wenzheng's words, can he afford it?

Moreover, he is only quite accomplished in medical skills, where can he know calligraphy?

Boom.

The mockery of the pavilion master, Yue Feng just didn't hear it, dipped it in ink, and began to write directly, the pen walked the dragon and snake, very flamboyant and wild.

In the afternoon, under the personal guidance of Zhang Xu, Yue Feng's calligraphy has reached a realm that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, especially cursive, which is quite experienced.

After all, Zhang Xu is a well-known grass saint, under his guidance, can Yue Feng's cursive script be bad?

"That's it!"

In less than half a minute, a piece of writing was written, Yue Feng put down his pen and looked at the pavilion master with a smile: "How?" The husband's words are more than a star and a half stronger than the master Wenzheng in your mouth, right? ”

"Just your words, you can also be with Master Wenzheng..."The pavilion master chuckled, and was about to mock a few words.

Just halfway through speaking, his eyes fell on Yue Feng's words, and the pavilion master suddenly trembled, and the whole person was stupid.

Hiss!

At this moment, the pavilion master couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his delicate face was full of shock.

Utter shock.

I saw that Yue Feng's words are smart and elegant, flowing with clouds and water, as if they have life, every word is perfect to impeccable, especially the charm in it, which is even more amazing.

Compared with his handwriting, the words of Master Wenzheng, who was destroyed before, are simply like those written by children, and they are not at the same level at all.

This...

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, the pavilion master finally came to his senses and looked at Yue Feng blankly: "This... Did you really write it? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the pavilion master's face turned red and he was very embarrassed.

What's wrong with you? Actually asked such a ridiculous question, this word was written by him just now.

But... Isn't this storm a doctor? In calligraphy, he also has such a high attainment.

For a while, under the shock of the pavilion master, his brain was buzzing, and the whole person was completely stunned.

As the owner of the Xiyan Pavilion, in addition to practicing every day, he also likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially calligraphy and painting, and is very obsessed, so the pavilion master also has some attainments in calligraphy.

It is precisely because of this that Yu Wenyan gave her the authentic handiwork of Master Wenzheng.

But today, after reading Yue Feng's words, the pavilion master deeply understood that the master Wenzheng, who was admired by himself, the most famous calligrapher for hundreds of years, was nothing in front of the wind and waves in front of him.

Ha ha...

Looking at the pavilion master's expression, Yue Feng was very happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "How is it?" With my words, I will compensate you for the authentic handwriting of Master Wenzheng, no problem at all. ”

When he said this, Yue Feng looked relaxed.

Although Master Wenzheng in the mouth of the pavilion master is very famous in the Yellow Sea Continent, in the final analysis, he worships the grass saint Zhang Xu, and even copies Zhang Xu's calligraphy.

And himself, but the owner of the grass saint Zhang Xu, the calligraphy is personally ordered by Zhang Xu, can it be compared?

Well!

Hearing this, the pavilion master reacted and nodded.

The words of this storm, whether it is charm or artistic conception, are much higher than Master Wenzheng.

"Okay, the word has been compensated to you, and I'll rest." Yue Feng stopped talking nonsense, and after speaking, he lay on the ground and rested.

Call!

At this moment, the pavilion master was completely sleepless, biting his lip lightly, his eyes were firmly fixed on Yue Feng, flashing with endless complexity.

In this storm, how many skills have not been revealed?

At this time, the pavilion master's opinion of Yue Feng has changed greatly, and an indescribable emotion has also risen in his heart.

....

On the other side, the continent is round, Yunzhou City.

At this time, near Yunzhou City, the ground was already stained red with blood, and the disciples of the various sects fell in a pool of blood one after another!

The various sects of the Earth Circle Continent, as well as the Beiying army, have been fighting fiercely here for a day and a night!

On this day and night, there were continuous casualties among the various major sects, originally nearly 500,000 people, but in the face of the powerful Beiying army, there were less than 50,000 people left at this time!

On the side of the Beiying army, under the command of Zhang Jiao, there were only 30,000 casualties, and there were more than 100,000 people at this time.

With less than 50,000 people fighting against more than 100,000 people, there is no suspense in this war.

At this time, the various sects of the Earth Circle Continent could no longer hold on, but only these people were left, still gritting their teeth and holding on, but although they did not give up, their eyes were full of despair.

If this fight continues, everyone will die in battle, and then all of them will be destroyed, and the Earth Circle Continent will be completely hopeless.

At this time, in the middle of the battlefield, Jiang Shan was wearing a long white dress, almost stained red with blood, these bloods, both those of the enemy and her own, were pale and very weak.

After a day and a night of fierce fighting, Jiang Shan also consumed almost all of her internal strength.

Call!

Looking around, many people from the Earth Circle Continent fell, Jiang Shan's heart trembled, anxious and desperate.

The situation is getting worse and worse, what should I do?

Did you give up Yunzhou City like this?

"Withdraw... Everyone, evacuate, Yunzhou City can't be saved..."

At this moment, among the crowd in the Earth Circle Continent, I don't know who shouted, and immediately after, many sect disciples turned around and ran, looking panicked, and they all lost the spirit of fighting to the death before!

Seriously, everyone doesn't want to give up Yunzhou City like this, but the situation in front of them is out of control, and if you continue to fight, you will be sent to death in vain!