Zhou Shanshan smiled heartily: "Although I am famous, my cultivation is all on the sword, and I don't know anything about the way of poetry. ”

Chen Huaiyi was stunned: "Seniors are leaving?" ”

"Well, it's just passing by, so it's not appropriate to delay for too long."

"Wait a minute, senior."

"Oh?"

Chen Huaiyi beckoned: "Pen and ink!" ”

This is said to the rest of the Chen clan.

Just now, these people will definitely not pay attention to him.

But now......

A group of clansmen rushed to get pen and ink.

A moment later, a little old man came out of the back hall with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and two others carrying a long table.

Laid out.

The old man grinds the ink slowly, and his technique is a little rusty.

Zhou Shanshan's eyes were stunned for an instant, and when he was glanced at by the old man, he immediately pretended not to find anything.

Grinding ink.

Lay paper.

Everything is ready to go.

Chen Huaiyi lifted the pen, dipped it in thick ink, and waved it directly, and the lines of free and easy cursive script jumped on the paper.

Zhou Shanshan only read one sentence, and his face changed.

"Heaven and earth shake each other, and I don't know how to ...... What a spirit! ”

"The characters are normal, there is a beginning and there must be an end...... It is really my confidant in Zhoushan Mountain, there is a beginning and an end, and it has won my heart. ”

"When I was young, I should be quick to be famous, and the strong man was angry, and I could keep the void? Good, good, good! ”

"Take my big horse, stroke my weak bow, the long sword crosses the nine fields, the high crown brushes the Xuanqiong, good, good, great, this is simply the true portrayal of my Zhoushan Mountain and Qingshi Mountain Academy disciples, the long sword is with you, do not abandon the high crown, good!"

"Generosity into Suni, howling the breeze, shaking the horrors, striving for might, good spirit, my Qingshi Mountain Academy disciples should have this courage!"

"On the shore of the sea, galloping in the desert, walking alone in the holy world, the four seas are called heroes, hahahaha good poems, brilliant literary and magnificent, and also faintly consistent with the spirit of my Qingshi Mountain Academy, especially the sentence that the strong man is angry and can keep the void is even more deep in my heart, if my teacher is here, he will definitely accept you as a disciple, so that I can call you a little junior brother."

Chen Huaiyi put down the brush and nodded in satisfaction.

The calligraphy skills are still there.

This hand of cursive writing is indeed hearty, and it is better than the writing before the crossing.

Because the physical fitness is stronger.

It is also because he absorbed the calligraphy attainments and literary accomplishments of the original owner.

It is also because of the bonus of literary heart and literary atmosphere.

Therefore, this poem is written in such a way that a dragon flying and a phoenix dance are wanton and wild.

Then, I heard the sound of impassioned recitation from the sky again, over and over again, only slightly worse than the previous "Lime Moan", which is empathy.

Immediately after that, the scene.

A scholar wearing a high crown and holding a long sword appeared, sweeping the eight barren and four Rong with a sword, walking in the desert and watching the sea, and the chivalrous righteousness and righteousness were stirred and magnificent.

The picture is short but makes people look at it and feel proud, and there is a feeling of "a good man should be like this".

Looking closely, the scholar in the picture is faintly similar to Zhou Shanshan in front of him.

Then, falling from the ceiling, the cyan petals fluttered and fell from the sky, turning into wisps of literary qi and submerging into Chen Huaiyi's body.

But there was no follow-up.

But even so, everyone present was shocked.

Chen Huaiyi has become more and more mediocre in recent years, and he thought that Jiang Lang would sink down.

I didn't expect to show such a hand at a critical moment.

A song shocks the saint, and a song falls to the ceiling.

The former asked the sage to clear up his grievances, and the latter made friends with Zhou Shanshan, the famous sword gallant of Qingshi Mountain Academy.

also recast the heart of the text, and changed the nine products into eight products.

In this way, the soaring yellow is just around the corner.

No, it's already soaring.

Two poems are enough for Chen Huaiyi to eat for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, the Chen clan people don't mention how much remorse, don't mention how envious, don't mention how jealous.

But there is no place for them to speak.

And Chen Huaiyi once again felt the taste of being filled.

It's very uncomfortable.

Even, it's dangerous.

At this time, Zhou Shanshan took a step forward, pressed Chen Huaiyi's shoulder with his right hand, took out an autumn water knife with his left hand like magic, and exerted force with his right hand, twitching Chen Huaiyi's internal qi into the autumn water knife.

After a while, Zhou Shanshan let go, handed the autumn water knife to Chen Huaiyi, and patted Chen Huaiyi on the shoulder: "The original style is precious, if you can't absorb it, you can only escape or cheap others, I will help you refine it into this knife this time, you carry it with you for self-defense, if you can refine it, you may even have a chance to refine a real treasure knife." ”

Start with a long knife.

Chen Huaiyi faintly felt a little heart-to-heart connection, as if it was not a knife, but his limbs.

hurriedly said: "Senior, this knife is a treasure knife, right?" ”

"It can only be regarded as a treasure knife blank, it is the trophy I took from Beiliang, made of meteoric iron, and a little wind-ground copper is added, it has a miraculous effect when used, and you will know it when you refine it."

"Thank you, senior."

"I should thank you, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and it is the first time I have received such a valuable gift, hehe, give this poem a name, it is best to write an inscription again, and seal it."

Chen Huaiyi nodded: "This is the proper meaning." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the pen to write his name: "It's called Yongzhuangshi, how about it?" ”

"Good!"

"The inscription writes that Jianning was rescued by his predecessors in the twenty-first year of Jianning, how about it?"

"Okay, uh, wait, bring it to Qingshi Mountain Academy."

"No problem."

Chen Huaiyi picked up the pen and wrote the title and inscription next to the text in small characters, and left his name stamp.

In these years, as long as you are literate, there are many seals, name seals, idle seals, monograms, many uses, people who often write and draw, and there are many styles of seals.

In this world, for the literati who have obtained the literary position, the seal is not only a seal, but also has a very wonderful function, anti-counterfeiting, marking, transmission of information, and incidental offensive and defensive means are possible, and it is one of the most commonly used cultural treasures.

It is rumored that the head of Qingshi Mountain Academy, Daru Liu has a "with the wind" badge with the wind, cover it on the white paper, this white paper is the six-grade ink treasure, which can take people to fly hundreds of miles away with the wind, which is magical.

Chen Huaiyi's name seal also has a little special effect, but only for anti-counterfeiting, this chapter is covered, no one can use a pen on this paper, forcibly smeared and modified, and the seal left behind will lose its charm, and those who know how to do it will know that there is a problem at a glance.

Of course, this function is very common, and there are shops in the Wenbao market that specialize in selling this kind of Wenbao, and ordinary people can use it when they buy it, but after the Wenqi is exhausted, they have to find a scholar with a Wenbao to replenish it.

It's kind of like an inflatable lighter, or a lithium battery flashlight, which can be charged.

Chen Huaiyi put away the seal and arched his hand towards Zhou Shanshan: "Senior, please put it away." ”

The more Zhou Shanshan looked at it, the more he liked it, and suddenly "hey" said: "Wait, your word, a bit of a characteristic, is actually a chapter and pen I have never seen, the chapter is more flexible, the pen is more free, this calligraphy, like its own school, this ...... Wait, this is a treasure book? Nine products? ”

"No, Bapin!"

"It's not right, it's still upgrading? Seven products? ”

"Just write it down and it's a seven-grade ink treasure!"

"Amazing!"

"I've seen a lot of strange people and strange things, and it's the first time I've seen this kind of thing."

"Is it because of this poem?"

"Well, it's really possible to write original poems at the level of falling ceilings by hand, and use a unique calligraphy."

"It's just incredible, you only have a child's degree, and when you achieve a Hanlin, a scholar or even a Confucian scholar, wouldn't it be a three-grade literary treasure just by writing it?"