"Huh." After the old man's phantom disappeared, Tang Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud in embarrassment.

As for being able to win just now, it was entirely because there was a bug on the opposite side, which caused it to not even move, so where can it be said that chess skills are far superior.

Zhou Sheng on the side happened to see Tang Yu's smile, and thought that Tang Yu was disdainful, and he didn't agree with the statement of the phantom just now.

"Is it another person who sits in a well and watches the sky? But this old man looks so familiar. ”

Zhou Sheng thought suspiciously, after all, there are too many people in this world, and if they have achieved some achievements, they look like Lao Tzu is 'the first in the world'.

But the more Zhou Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that the old man's phantom was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Tang Yu didn't pay attention to Zhou Sheng, who was distracted, and walked directly towards the stone tablet.

As if sensing Tang Yu's arrival, the parchment on the stele floated and turned into an extra-large brush.

Tang Yu took it casually, looked at the stone tablet that had become flat, and probably understood that this was an inscription.

If you want to say that Tang Yu has the most mastery thing over the years, I am afraid that he can still get into the brush calligraphy.

After all, he had studied calligraphy for a long time in the original world, and his favorite imitation and the most difficult to imitate was Tang Fang's Wang Xizhi's book "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

At the moment when Tang Yu was about to put down the pen, the brush injected a force into his body to stop it.

At the same time, a voice rose in Tang Yu's heart, expressing that Tang Yu should think about how to put pen to paper and write.

"How do I put pen to paper?" Tang Yu thought strangely, and at the same time couldn't help but recall the Tang imitation version of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" that he had seen.

At this time, Tang Yu realized that his memory before the crossing was a little too clear, he hadn't felt it when he recalled the novel before, but at this moment Tang Yu found something abnormal.

Just like now, Tang Yu recalled the Tang imitation version of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" that he had seen, which was as clear as putting it in front of his eyes.

This made Tang Yu silently close his eyes, and the Tang template book in his memory appeared more clearly in his consciousness this time.

And 'looking' at this "Orchid Pavilion Preface", Tang Yu actually felt a feeling of inadequacy, just like seeing a crescent moon, he knew that it was not the feeling when the moon was at its fullest.

Then the Lan Pavilion Preface began to become blurry, so Tang Yu couldn't help but start to restore every word of the vague Lan Pavilion Preface, but Tang Yu didn't find that every word he restored was different from the original.

At the same time, the majestic Wen Qi began to appear in Tang Yu's body, if he was a normal person, he would definitely be nourished by the Wen Qi at this moment.

But just like in the chess game before, Tang Yu's body did not absorb these literary qi at all, and could only let these literary qi drain from his body.

Zhou Sheng sensed something and looked at Tang Yu, an attraction made him involuntarily approach, and the self-created exercises in his body began to run on their own, frantically absorbing the scattered Wen Qi around him.

"That's the feeling, Mr. Tang is going to write again."

Zhou Sheng didn't care about this, he looked at Tang Yu with burning eyes, Tang Yu in his eyes at this moment, like a giant standing up to the sky, made him can't help but want to look up.

Then Tang Yu opened his eyes, and the brush in his hand automatically absorbed the scattered literary qi around him, and became saturated as if it was stained with ink, and Tang Yu also put his pen on the stone tablet at this time.

The three words "Fangcun Mountain" were written on the stone tablet by Tang Yu in one go, and of course Wang Xizhi's line writing method was completed.

The stele began to tremble, and then a bamboo forest and a bamboo house appeared.

"The dragon jumps over the heavenly gate, the tiger lies in the phoenix pavilion, good words, good words! I can't do it either! ”

A middle-aged man dressed in white with long hair and a shawl appeared beside Tang Yu, clapping his hands and sighing as he looked at the stone stele.

Zhou Sheng glanced at the middle-aged man's face and his eyes were round, if the previous person Zhou Sheng was just a little familiar, then the middle-aged man in front of him Zhou Sheng was very familiar, it was the book saint known as one of the four saints in the literary world: Yuan Heming.

This also reminded Zhou Sheng that the person he was familiar with before was not a person who sat in a well and watched the sky, but a chess saint recognized by the literary world, one of the four saints: Gu Nianqiu.

"Could it be that this is the world in the painting of Saint Li Yi?" Zhou Sheng suddenly thought of the legend about the Four Sages of the Literary World.

But Tang Yu didn't know any of the Four Sages of the Literary World, and looked at Yuan Heming, who was obviously self-conscious, next to him and asked, "Are you?" ”

"A remnant soul, not enough to talk about."

Yuan Heming shook his head and said, then stared at the stone tablet and said, "But it is enough to see this kind of calligraphy before it dissipates." ”

As Yuan Heming finished speaking, he turned into a glowing ink-colored ball and directly drilled into Zhou Sheng's forehead on the side.

Zhou Sheng was startled at first, but then discovered that the ball was the inheritance of the Book Saint and the secret about the sudden disappearance of the Four Saints of the Literary World.

"Are you alright?" Tang Yu looked at Zhou Sheng and asked with concern.

Zhou Sheng hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Sect Master, for allowing me to obtain the Scholar Saint Inheritance." ”

Although Tang Yu didn't know what a book saint was, he began to feel sour just by hearing the 'book saint inheritance'.

But Tang Yu didn't mean to blame Zhou Sheng, he was not a fool, and the energy poured out of his body twice was obviously his body's own fault.

"Master, I have also obtained the inheritance of the Chess Master!" On the other hand, Lin Yuxia, who had finally received all the knowledge, also shouted.

…… Tang Yu covered his heart, although he understood the truth, it was impossible not to feel distressed.

"Master, are you alright?" Lin Yuxia asked curiously.

Of course, Tang Yu didn't want to show it, so he pointed to the stone tablet with his other hand, and began to talk nonsense casually: "The so-called square inch also represents the human heart, you can't lose your heart because of this sudden harvest." ”

Hearing Tang Yu's words, Lin Yuxia didn't react, but Zhou Sheng, who was really excited, showed a very guilty expression.

But in fact, how many people can encounter this kind of thing and keep their hearts?

At least if it is replaced by Tang Yu himself, it is estimated that he can jump three meters high happily at this moment.

But Tang Yu couldn't experience this kind of mood, his body was so special, he couldn't integrate into the power of this world at all.

"But Master, why did I lose my heart?" Lin Yuxia, who was like a question doll, asked.

For Lin Yuxia, the power she gained was incomprehensible to her, and she didn't even feel much different from before.

Tang Yu looked at Lin Yuxia who came over, touched Lin Yuxia's head with a smile and said, "When you grow up in nature, you will understand." ”

"I suddenly want to grow up." Lin Yuxia felt Tang Yu's palm touching her head, squinted her eyes and said like a kitten.

"Why?" Tang Yu asked puzzled.

"In this way, I will be able to understand Master's words, and Master always tells me that I will only understand when I grow up." Lin Yuxia said very seriously.