When Yi Shuyuan and Wu Minggao left the county order's study together, Wu Minggao was in a good mood, and Yi Shuyuan could only say that his expression was calm, and there were still some broken thoughts in his heart.

After really seeing Yi Shuyuan's calligraphy attainments, Lin Xiu not only did not hesitate to praise words, but also said that he had neglected to pay attention to the compilation of county chronicles before, and he would definitely discuss with Yi Shuyuan often in the future.

Good guy, Yi Shuyuan feels that although these words are all good words, won't it be more difficult for him to fish in the future?

When Wu Minggao and Yi Shuyuan returned to the library together, the former had not left yet, and Yi Shuyuan looked at him curiously while sorting out the bookcase.

"Lord Wu, don't you have any official business to do over there?"

Wu Minggao did not answer, but walked to the bookcase to help Yi Shuyuan sort out the paper together, and admired while tidying up.

"Good words, good words, Mr.'s calligraphy has improved again, or when he came to the county office, he just wrote some words casually at first."

Wu Minggao looked at Yi Shuyuan, who was sorting out the paper without making a sound, and couldn't help but feel some waves in his heart.

It is already difficult for calligraphy to reach this level, and it is really hard to imagine that Mr. Yi has made great progress in this short period of time.

Looking at Wu Minggao's somewhat twisted expression, Yi Shuyuan then said a word.

"When Yi prepares a book seal, he will definitely give another book to the master bookkeeper."

Uh, looks like the seal is already ready!

However, Wu Minggao didn't know, and when he heard this, he suddenly smiled.

"Oh, how does this work. But since Mr. Yi said so, how can Wu excuse himself! ”

Yi Shuyuan looked at Wu Minggao's appearance, and he really couldn't bear it.

"Lord Wu, your demeanor is too contrived!"

"Hahahaha"

Wu Minggao laughed.

When Wu Minggao's laughter gradually stopped, Yi Shuyuan said with emotion.

"In fact, Yi's calligraphy has indeed made new progress during this time."

Wu Minggao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then his face was shocked, it was really the progress brought about by this period of time? It's just that Yi Shuyuan's words continued.

"In fact, in life, many people are quiet and quiet.

Some people find it boring, some people think it is a blessing, but under this calm, everyone has a flash of inspiration.

Maybe it's a sweet dream in your spare time, maybe it's a surprise by chance, or maybe you choose to avenge the people in a dilemma like Lord Lin."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan looked at Wu Minggao.

"The same is true of Yi's calligraphy, which is deeply influenced by everything he has seen, heard and experienced, and being able to reach this level is just a matter of melting on paper!"

Wu Minggao stopped laughing, he looked at Yi Shuyuan, and in a trance, he only felt that there was a moat between the two of them separating them.

This is the distance that Wu Minggao thinks he can't reach, but maybe this is why Mr. Yi is extraordinary, and this is why Mr. Yi's calligraphy can reach this realm!

Among the various roads, the ancient people are like a galaxy of brilliant stars, and this Mr. Yi will be one of the stars in the future!

Wu Minggao said with some emotion.

"Wu has been taught!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"Lord Wu, Yi just felt it, and didn't preach anything."

"Well, I won't bother Mr., Mr. remembers to engrave a seal."

"I can't forget it!"

Yi Shuyuan responded with a smile and a smile, and then exchanged a salute with Wu Minggao and watched him walk out of the library.

Then Yi Shuyuan sorted out all the papers on the table, sat in front of the table and supported his face with his hands.

Gray Mian got out of Yi Shuyuan's clothes, climbed to his shoulders again, and looked at Yi Shuyuan in a daze, and couldn't help but be curious.

"What's wrong, sir?"

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about the future"

After being stunned for a while, Yi Shuyuan took out the piece of ebony and played with it in his other hand, standing up and flipping, standing up and flipping again

Gray Mian stared at it from the side, as if he couldn't get tired of looking at it.

Gradually, Yi Shuyuan's eyes slowly closed.

Yi Shuyuan's posture was like the first time that day when he really swallowed the aura of heaven and earth, leaning against the case with his fist on his cheek, but he was obviously not sleeping, nor did he seem to be cultivating.

Before you know it, it's night again, and tonight the dark clouds cover the stars and the moon, and the places in Yuanjiang County that can be found except for the lights are dim.

Gray Mian knew the measure, and waited quietly by the table, without making a single movement.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan is recalling the feeling of being on the side of the street fan stall that day, and the vague and hazy fog in the depths of his mind is a fog, just like when comparing the sky, Yi Shuyuan's mood is also dim.

Outside the library, the moon, which was originally blocked by dark clouds, slowly revealed, and Yi Shuyuan's mind seemed to be gradually opening up with dark clouds, revealing bright brilliance.

Under the hazy mist, there was a slightly rippling water curtain, as the ripples gradually calmed down, Yi Shuyuan's imagination was reflected in the water, and a unique folding fan was slowly opened with one hand.

There are both words and patterns on the fan surface, there are both landscapes and people, some people have birds and beasts, there are men and women and there are old and young.

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes, and he already had a clear idea of the fan he wanted, and this fan could only be made and painted by himself.

Thinking so, Yi Shuyuan changed his hand to support his cheeks, and looked down at the ebony in his hand, naturally he couldn't miss the ruler!

Fu ruler and the wake wood knocked on the county government hall are actually the same thing, but in the hands of different people are called differently, as a storyteller, how can you not have a piece of your own Fu ruler?

"Tsk, these two things are made, if they can really be refined into any treasures by my Yi Shuyuan in the future, it is also quite good! No, it's not just good, it's exciting to think about! ”

Yi Shuyuan muttered to himself, imagining himself holding a fan and fanning it as he walked.

Thinking about it, he suddenly frowned, damn, why did a picture of Ouyang Ke appear in his mind, hurry up and get out of my mind!

Imagination is too rich, and sometimes it's not always a good thing.

"It's better to keep it when it's okay"

"What are you thinking, sir?"

"Nothing, hungry?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the little mink in the corner of the bookcase, who shook his head and immediately replied.

"Not hungry! Sir, just keep practicing! ”

Yi Shuyuan nodded, but his gaze naturally fell on the ebony beside him.

"What kind of wood do you think this piece of wood is?"

Gray Mian was curious, and also walked over, approached to look at the ebony carefully, and then poked out his nose to sniff, which was full of Mr. Aura's aura.

I don't know what kind of tree this piece of wood is taken from, and it feels very heavy.

It's actually not small, it's three fingers thick, and it's slightly more than a palm long, so both pieces are more than enough to make a waking wood ruler.

Because of the long-term cultivation of Yi Shuyuan immersed in aura, as long as you feel it carefully, you can feel that there is a spiritual charm in the ebony at this moment, and it seems to have become more extraordinary.

Why don't you give it a try? After all, I also have experience in engraving, and my control is very good!

With this thought, he couldn't stand it anymore, and soon Yi Shuyuan became itchy, and after only thinking about it for a while, Yi Shuyuan planned to try it.

There was only a small carving knife in hand, and he took it and slashed it twice at the ebony, and slowly lowered the knife in the middle of one side, but the tip of the knife touched the ebony as if it had touched stainless steel, and he couldn't move an inch at all.

Yi Shuyuan frowned slightly, transported the mana in his body, and gradually came out of his fingertips and wrapped around the tip of the knife.

At this moment, there seemed to be a spiritual rhyme echoing in the ebony, so that the carving knife broke into the ebony at once.

Yi Shuyuan's eyes lit up slightly, as if he saw a thin line in the center of the ebony, and he slashed down with his hand.

"Zila."

After just a shallow knife mark, the ebony was actually split in two on the table, which made Yi Shuyuan himself amazed.

The two pieces of ebony are almost identical in size, but each appears more elongated.

With the experience just now, Yi Shuyuan's confidence in his heart increased greatly, he grabbed one of the pieces of ebony and placed it, and followed the feeling just now, and grabbed the carving knife and landed on the ebony in the same way.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan seemed to have entered another state.

Yi Shuyuan could feel every inch of the ebony in his hand, echo every trace of aura in it, and perceive the inaudible special pulse in the ebony veins.

It is better to wander in the heart, and with the things in your hand, you can see a big tree that once stood up to the sky and the sea

The stormy waves crashed against the trees to the sky, and the sky toppled and overturned

The vicissitudes of time, the turmoil of the sky.

It turns out that the one in his hand is not ebony, but it is caused by the baptism of thunder, it turns out that there is really a tree that can grow to more than 10,000 feet?

"Qiang-"

A long, loud chirp pierced through time and space.

Yi Shuyuan's mind was greatly impacted

The imagination and wandering in my heart also came to an end, and I gradually returned to the status quo with an unsettled mind.

But the next moment, the carving knife in Yi Shuyuan's hand fell again, and at this time it had become more comfortable, and each knife was as natural as a dragon dancing.

There are constantly sawdust falling on the table, and there is even a faint thunder in the process, Yi Shuyuan doesn't pay attention to it at all, he wants to completely write the spirit in his heart at this moment, so he uses the carving knife as a pen!

Gray Mian had already retracted to the corner of the table, and the stubbornness in his heart made it not want to escape from the bookcase, flee from Yi Shuyuan's side, and hold on to it.

The appearance of the ebony in Yi Shuyuan's hand has gradually changed.

The corners become rounded, the body becomes slender, and the body has more well-proportioned patterns, from beginning to end like a delicate ribbon around the wooden body.

Yi Shuyuan began to feel strongly tired at this moment, but he had reached this point, and the realization of success or failure in his heart was so strong that his heart trembled.

Yi Shuyuan grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand to stabilize the hand that began to tremble slightly, and the carving knife was not only a pen, but also turned into a thin sword in his hand.

"Boom"

There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and Yi Shuyuan didn't hear it, but in his inner scene, there was also a thunderous sound, just like when he was stunned.

recalled the horror of that day, and also recalled the power of thunder at the beginning.

Yi Shuyuan took a deep breath, dispatched the mana and even true qi of his whole body, stabilized the carving knife with the power of both hands, and slowly fell in the center of the ruler.

The two lines of text gradually appeared under the carving knife, but as there were more and more words, Yi Shuyuan was almost exhausted, his hands could not move the carving knife, and his eyelids began to fight, as if he would faint in the next moment.

, just one step away!

Yi Shuyuan's heart was ruthless, he didn't care about the pain, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

In an instant, his spirit was lifted, blood appeared in his mouth, and a faint light flashed in his mouth, which was swallowed by Yi Shuyuan.

The fingertips actually regenerated a mysterious aura, and it was even more like that the stunned Lei Hao had resurfaced in it with Yi Shuyuan's imagination, and it also allowed the carving knife to move again.

The ruler falls and moves the thunder

Hold the sky and drive the sea push

The moment the last word fell, a yellow light flashed from the ruler.

Yi Shuyuan's hair and clothes were shaken and fluttered, the steel carving knife in his hand was shattered in an instant, and a slender ruler was floating above the bookcase in front of him.

"Boom, boom."

The thunder sounded again, and it began to rain outside.

Yi Shuyuan gasped slightly, staring intently at his masterpiece, the look on his face was both a little incredulous and a little surprised, he could even feel the active spirituality of the ruler in front of him, as if he himself was also full of the same joy as his master.

Yi Shuyuan gasped slightly, and said the last words before his body was overwhelmed by intense exhaustion.

"Ho, ho, ho is my ruler, the name is: Jade Shock!"

Yu Jing, that is, Yu Jing, after saying the last word, Yi Shuyuan fainted.

Buzz –

An aura erupted from above the ruler in an instant, and the invisible aura spread, causing the rain outside the library to ripple with a curtain of rain.

"Sir-sir-"

Ash barely ignored his fear, and jumped to Yi Shuyuan's side with a scream.

(End of chapter)