Tianshumen.

It is located in the book holy mountain in the west of Jianghuai City. Wu Chong finally agreed to Zhang Zhengchao's invitation, and the background of Tianshumen was of great help to him. Let him see another hidden path under the Great Stream of Knowledge.

"Your Excellency, please."

Zhang Zhengchao led the way in front, and this time Wu Chong came alone.

After seeing Wu Chong's strength, no one from Dai Yong and the other guards shouted to protect the adults. With the strength of his own adults, it is someone else who goes out to ask for protection. However, even if Wu Chong left, Dai Yong and the others did not go to the Ling family to report the news, and no one took the initiative to report the strength of Lord Wu to his wife Ling Zhujun. In their opinion, this kind of thing is not something that their subordinates should worry about.

When you go up the mountain, you can see a wide view.

The location of Shusheng Mountain is very remote, but the scenery is very good, standing at the gate of the mountain, Wu Chong can clearly feel the flow of 'knowledge'.

This place is placed in the world of cultivating immortals, it is a spiritual vein holy land that is difficult to find in the world, and it is only qualified to be occupied by first-class forces.

In addition to the four innate families and the royal dragon veins, this place is the most secret of 'knowledge'. Those who practice here can more easily awaken their own 'consciousness' and increase their chances of becoming a cultivator.

"Lord Wu is finally here."

As soon as he entered the door, Wu Chong saw an old man in a green shirt sitting cross-legged, seemingly waiting for him for a while.

"Not a Taoist priest?"

Wu Chong was a little surprised, when he saw Zhang Zhengchao's outfit before, he thought that Tianshumen was a Daomen, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

"When the younger generation walks in the capital, they must always have an identity." When Zhang Zhengchao heard this, he immediately opened his mouth to explain.

He didn't want to pretend to be a Taoist priest either.

But there is no way, staying by the emperor's side except for the eunuch is a monk, he doesn't want to be a monk, so he has to choose the path of becoming a monk.

"Your Excellency, please be seated."

Walking into the courtyard, Wu Chong saw several square tables, all of which were covered with white rice paper, and there were four treasures of the study next to them.

In addition to the old man I saw when I went out and entered the door, there were three gray-haired old men next to him, each with a unique momentum.

This kind of momentum is not 'knowledge', but the same way of calligraphy and painting as Wu Chong.

"Interesting."

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Chong's mouth, and he walked into the courtyard with his legs raised and sat down on the edge of the last empty table.

"Tea, sir."

As soon as Wu Chong sat down, the old man next to him spoke. I saw him take a pen and sketch a stroke on the paper. A steaming cup of tea flew out of the paper, spun and crashed towards Wu Chong.

The way of calligraphy and painting!

These old men are all masters of this way.

They are monks who are completely different from the mainstream cultivation in the world, and they also have fluctuations in their cultivation, but the main means is calligraphy and painting.

"The 'meaning' of the pen is good."

Wu Chong laughed, picked up the brush that had been placed next to him with his right hand, and sketched the same stroke.

I saw a cold light fly out of his drawing paper, and the cup of tea that swirled and flew over was instantly cut into four sections, and the 'Yi' belonging to Wu Chong was poured into it, and the tea was instantly divided into four.

The newly generated four cups of tea were divided into four different directions and flew towards the four people in the courtyard.

"Good means!"

Wu Chong's stroke made the remaining old men all exclaim.

They had long heard that there was a powerful young man at the foot of the mountain, and they had also bought paintings and calligraphy from Wu Chong, but they would still feel moved when they really saw it.

Unlike these old men, who have spent most of their lives on this, it is not surprising to master these powers, how talented is this Wu Da? Looking at this way, he is no more than thirty-five, and he has mastered such a terrifying realm of calligraphy and painting at such a young age, no wonder the royal family will change their minds.

In the blink of an eye, several old men also picked up their pens.

Each of them quickly sketched a table on the paper, caught the tea that flew by, and fell into the painting.

"How can you only do tea without singing and dancing?"

Without waiting for a few old men to stabilize their positions, Wu Chong raised his pen again. This time, he directly sketched three mysterious figures.

The pen is completed into a painting.

Suddenly, a white mist rose in the courtyard.

Three graceful singers walked out of the painting and danced in the courtyard, like fairies in the painting, and stunned Zhang Zhengchao who was standing outside the door.

The way of calligraphy and painting, can it still be used like this?

The feeling of the four old men was even more intuitive, although they looked at Wu Chong's strokes, but when they really saw the singer, they couldn't help but waver.

This is clearly a real person!

"More tunes."

Wu Chong did not stop, but continued to pick up the pen. The brush strokes outlined a few arcs on the painting, and the already fairy-like courtyard suddenly sounded the sound of the piano. The aftermath is touching and touching.

A dance is over.

The woman in the painting retreats into the painting, the fog in the courtyard disappears, and the sound of the piano in her ears fades.

Everything returned to calm, but on the white rice paper in front of Wu Chong, there was some more content.

A courtyard, three singers, and a guqin.

"Convinced, old decayed."

The old man opposite Wu Chong smiled bitterly, put the pen back on the table, and bowed to Wu Chong.

"Out of the blue, out of the mind!!"

The old man who was the first to attack muttered to himself, and his expression was as if he had fallen into a demon.

"Dare to ask Lord Wu's way of calligraphy and painting, has he entered the 'god' realm?" An old man recovered from the shock, got up and bowed to Wu Chong before he opened his mouth to ask for advice.

"God Realm, sort of."

The way of calligraphy and painting, Wu Chong started very early.

The third realm 'god' realm Wu Chong entered by trick and used a little bit of the power of the panel. Compared with the ancestors of Shusheng Mountain, there is still a certain distance. As for the fourth realm 'Dao' realm, Wu Chong didn't have any clue until now.

The technique is close to the Dao, and this realm may require Wu Chong's delusional Dao to erode the Heavenly Dao before it can be done.

Because until now, he has not figured out what the 'Dao' of this world is, and what power the World Lord of the Dao has controlled. If you don't understand anything, how can you become a Tao?

"And it did! The Ancestor's Codex is true. ”

Hearing Wu Chong's admission, several old men all got up.

The attitude has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and one by one they bent down to Wu Chong and saluted their disciples.

"I've seen Mr. Wu."

Achievers first!

That's the insistence of these old guys.

"It doesn't have to be that way."

Wu Chong raised his hand and helped them up.

"The purpose of my coming up the mountain, you must already know. Now that the temptation is over, I hope to see something real. ”

"It's natural, sir, please come with me."

The old man who was sitting opposite Wu Chong got up, and among the several old men present, his identity should be the highest.

Under the leadership of the other party, Wu Chong soon came to the forbidden place of Shusheng Mountain.

This place is located in the interior of the Holy Mountain, the entire mountain is hollow, and the four walls are densely packed with bookshelves. At a glance, it is as if you have entered a sea of books, which shows the huge collection of books in the Holy Mountain.

"Mr. The way of calligraphy and painting is the best in the world, and we have a fate with the holy mountain of calligraphy, as a contemporary calligrapher, I hope that Mr. can point out these juniors on the mountain a little while enlightening the Tao" After sending Wu Chong to the door, the old man spoke his request.

Give the benefits first, and then talk about the conditions.

This attitude is a smart person at first glance.

(End of chapter)