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"That's the way it is. ”

"Originally, I just wanted to learn 'Haw Par Pronunciation' from Xiaoya, but I ended up practicing it off. It's a blessing in disguise. ”

Yashe Bamboo Forest, Zhou Yang finished speaking, and the sun was already facing west.

He leaned on the bluestone and drank the last sip of 'Tanuki'.

The first three experiences of life and death made him realize the complexity of the cultivation world, and this time he realized the hardships and dangers of cultivation, and cultivation is the path to immortality and death.

In addition to Xiao Ya, who was lying on his lap, the raccoon cats led by Shangguan Tu squatted in front of him and listened quietly, with rich expressions.

The patriarch of Shangguan exclaimed: "Sir is really a person with deep fortunes, if we are those of us who are blessed with shallow lives, we will lose our lives at this level." ”

"Sir not only received a blessing in disguise, but also comprehended such a superb physical refining method from the 'Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound', which is really gratifying. ”

"Qingqing, you prepare more wine, Mr. Mo Sao. Yaxing. ”

"Sister-in-law, slowly. Zhou Yang stopped and said, "I drank enough today, and if I drink any more, I will get drunk." How else do you teach Xiaoya to write?"

Xiaoya heard the sweet meow of meow, and her little head rubbed around her body affectionately.

"Sir, can we practice this body refining skill?" asked Hongyin.

Zhou Yang pondered, "It was originally born from the 'Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound', you all have a foundation, and it stands to reason that you should be able to cultivate." But our body structure is different, so I don't know if your cultivation will have any effect. ”

"For the sake of safety, I think you should cultivate into Yin God and Ghost Immortal first, and then cultivate it after you turn into a human body. Don't learn from me, I just got a fluke today. ”

"What the gentleman said is very true. Shangguan Tu looked at his daughter and the others, "You must remember the teachings of the Great Elder. ”

When the cats heard this, they said 'yes'.

Qing Qing said: "Sir, this skill is extraordinary, it is a superior method in any sect, have you ever thought about what it is called?"

"I really haven't thought about it. Zhou Yang patted Xiaoya's belly, "What do you think of calling it 'Xiaoya Divine Skill'?"

"Meow Meow Meow ......"

There was laughter in the audience, and Elder North said, "Isn't it too child's fun to call it 'Xiaoya Divine Skill'?"

"I look at Mr. Shengong's connotation Dan Dao Mystic Method, when cultivating, the body is like a big Ding furnace, which wraps and boils the internal organs, periosteum, and flesh together, just like alchemy. ”

"In "Interior Picture", the human internal organs are compared to 'Little Zhou Tian', and I think it might as well be called "Zhou Tian Yuding Divine Skill". ”

"What do you think, sir?"

"Zhou Tian Yuding Divine Skill" is a good name, thank you Elder Bei for the name. Zhou Yang hugged his fists and let go of his personality made the cats present very happy.

At the behest of the patriarch, Granny Nan said, "Sir, we have a reluctant request. When Mr. is teaching Xiaoya to read and write, can he allow other juniors to sit in on the lectures?"

The cats watched, and Zhou Yang smiled: "It's okay, but you have to prepare more pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." Another point, my current soul power, I don't know if I can hold a brush. ”

"Sir, don't worry. Shangguan Tu said: "In the past, the old man also taught the younger generations to read and write, and he also deliberately made some lighter 'reed brushes', 'wheat straw brushes' and 'bamboo branch brushes'. ”

"The lightest is only a few grams, so you might as well pick one or two to see which pen fits. ”

"Trivial tasks such as grinding ink and changing paper, just ask Mr. Hongyin to do it. ”

Zhou Yang was very interested in listening, and went all the way to the 'Scholar Pavilion' with Shangguan Tu to try his pen.

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There are two floors in the scholarly pavilion, the lower floor is the place where books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are stored, and the upper floor is the scripture house where the scriptures are usually taught and taught.

Hongyin was out of his body, took out all kinds of brushes from the pen cabinet, and Zhou Yang finally saw the three kinds of brushes that Tu Lao said: 'reed', 'wheat straw' and 'bamboo branch'.

These three types of pens are very fine, with different thicknesses, and the barrel and bristles are made of the above three materials.

The pen barrel is very simple, directly cut a thin stalk, you can use it as a pen barrel.

The bristles are very skillful, they are all drawn into silk rods, and then soaked in medicine, dried, and soaked again. In this way, the bristles can be kept soft and durable.

Take the reed pen in Zhou Yang's hand as an example, it takes more than 70 processes to make it and it takes more than one month. The external price is more than 10,000 yuan.

Of course, those ordinary customers will not use it, and they just buy it back and frame it as a decoration to add some Yaxing to the study.

Zhou Yang likes the reed pen in his hand very much.

Its design follows the ancient method, the thickness is about the same as the common straw, and the top of the pen is engraved with the word "moonrise" in small block letters.

The pen is white, about a foot long, like an upright Tingting girl.

The pen head is red, like a beauty with a crescent eyebrows, and the whole reveals the simplicity of the material itself, without losing its elegance.

The body holds the pen, and the weight is almost not felt, and although it takes a little effort for the soul to pick it up, it can also be moved.

When Zhou Yang moves the pen, he runs the 'Divine Light Void Fetal Technique' at the same time, and he can write smoothly without obstacles.

"Sir, what are you writing about?"

Looking at the red seal, the Shangguan Patriarch and the four elders also came over.

On the white paper, there is an article written in a chic and elegant handwriting, which is Zhou Yang's "Book of Poetry, Chen Feng, Moonrise" written in mantra.

The spirit contemplates, and the words are as quiet as the moonlight, as if seeing a beautiful woman in white admiring the moon among thousands of flowers.

The patriarch of Shangguan stroked his beard and guessed: "Mr. should write "Moonrise". ”

"It's still Tu Lao. It is the 'moonrise' in "The Book of Poetry, Chen Feng". Zhou Yang turned his pen and said: "When I saw this 'moonrise pen', I thought of this poem, so I wrote a few strokes casually." ”

Shangguan Tu laughed haha: "Mr. pen like a god, although I don't understand the seal script, but the text carries the true meaning of Mr. 's thoughts, and you can know the meaning after a little visualization." ”

"Sir, but you want to teach Xiaoya and them to write seal scripts? If so, then the old man will also be a disciple. ”

"Hmm. Zhou Yang put down the pen and returned to his soul: "Seal writing can carry thoughts, true meanings, and true words, and long-term practice of writing is very beneficial to the cultivation of the soul." ”

"When I was copying the Divine Light Void Fetus, I had to run the Divine Technique every seven words I wrote, and I copied the entire text more than 1,100 times. ”

"It's much more interesting than simple practice, and it can cultivate sentiment and open up wisdom. I think this kind of practice method is very suitable for Xiaoya and them. ”

Shangguan Tu and the four elders were moved when they heard this, and bowed their hands and thanked them.

Hongyin's eyes were only staring at the "Moonrise", and after hesitation, he opened his mouth and said, "Sir, can you give me this article?" ”

Zhou Yang said: "This is what I wrote casually, if it is used as a copybook, I can write you a new one." ”

"That's a lot of trouble, this one is fine. Shangguan Hongyin picked it up and looked at it, and he liked it very much.

Zhou Yang smiled, "It's good if you don't dislike it." Tu Lao, I see that it is not early, you tell Xiaoya and them to prepare, and the class will start at eight o'clock in the evening. ”

Shangguan Tu nodded again and again, and instructed the four elders to inform the clansmen that he would accompany Zhou Yang back to Yashe to talk about the world.

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Night.

The evening breeze is refreshing, and the moon is bright.

It was not yet 8 o'clock, and the scripture house on the second floor of the Scholar Pavilion was full of students, Xiaoya and her peers sat in the front row, and Hongyin, Qingqing and other elders sat in the back row.

The Shangguan clan has wisdom and can get out of the body, and all of them are present.

The most interesting thing is Shangguan Yan, who is majestic and cautious on weekdays, but now he is more nervous than anyone else, and the man who is a few feet tall sits there like a child who has just entered school, and his hand holding a pen is shaking.

Zhou Yang walked leisurely and walked directly to the teacher's position.

Glancing at the bookcase, I saw that the four treasures of the study, the incense burner and the incense tea were all ready, and the few books I wanted were also on it, and the red seal was kneeling on one side and grinding ink.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Zhou Yang sat down.

"I've seen you, sir. The Shangguan clan saluted collectively.

"You may be seated. Zhou Yang looked around with a smile: "Everyone should know what to teach." Teaching simple words will be boring, so I will combine fables and stories to explain seal scripts to you. ”

"Today's first class is the most familiar "Tanuki Filial Son". ”

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