After indulging in the study of literature and writing, Jiang Yong found that the bottleneck of his alchemy seemed to be gradually opening up. But there is still a little bit of a gap that he has never been able to comprehend, so he has been trying to find a person with a certain degree of attainment in literature and writing to learn from each other, so that he can comprehend and break through this bottleneck as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the people in the whole world are obsessed with martial arts, and literature is basically in a state of ignorance, and there is no one around him who can communicate with him about it. Suddenly seeing what Lin Zhou wrote, he found that words could still be used like this, and even had a soul, in addition to being amazed, he immediately felt that his literary cultivation was not a little worse than the master of the words on this Xuan paper.

There is also Lin Zhou's calligraphy, which also opened his eyes...... The wolf pen wrote such small words, one by one, so clear, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, that he also liked to wave it, and even wanted to ask the other party for a few copies of the book for copying.

After all, the characters on the script are too small to be copied at all.

In Jiang Yong's imagination, the owner of this calligraphy should be at least half a hundred years old, and he has always been obsessed with it, otherwise he would not have such profound attainments. But what he didn't expect was that when he contacted Lin Meng through his disciples, he learned that the writing and ink were from a sixteen-year-old boy, which made him shocked, so he took the initiative to ask Lin Meng to meet the owner of the ink calligraphy in person on the grounds of paying the cost of the carving.

Lin Meng didn't dare to call the shots, so after coming over with Jiang Yong, he asked him to wait at the inn first, and only after asking Lin Zhou for instructions did he bring people here.

After communicating in literature for half an hour, Jiang Yong felt even more sympathy for Lin Zhou, as if he had found a confidant for the first time in his life.

Lin Zhou's best in his last life, the first is to play online games, and the second is codewords. And he inexplicably entered this industry at the age of eighteen, and has been coding words for more than seven years by the age of twenty-five. In addition, under the catalysis of the Internet, the text of the previous life has developed to an extreme state, so the witty words in the mouth are endless, so that Jiang Yong, who has always been obsessed with the study of literature and literature, shows a very admiring look at him from time to time.

After a very happy conversation, Jiang Yong even asked the servant to take out the pen and ink paper, and asked Lin Zhou to reveal his true ink treasure on the spot. Of course, this is also Jiang Yong's desire to confirm whether the calligraphy on the Xuan paper he saw before was really from this son's hand.

Of course, Lin Zhou was unceremonious, and with a wave, he left a few vigorous and powerful characters on several pieces of Xuan paper. After seeing these lifelike and seemingly imminent big characters that were about to fly out of the paper, Jiang Yong suddenly seemed to have a hint of epiphany, and couldn't help but praise Lin Zhou again.

Just before putting pen to paper, Lin Zhou's calligraphy skills had just been upgraded to level 2, his writing speed had increased by 50%, and his calligraphy skills had also improved even more than before. Of course, when he wrote these words just now, he didn't use his speed, but just a little faster than the normal writing speed, so as not to let people see the strangeness of his otherworldly skills.

Because Lin Zhou's calligrapher has been promoted to the second level, in Jiang Yong's eyes, he naturally feels that these characters are much more than the small characters he saw in the booklet before.

"Xiaoyou, can you give these few ink treasures to the old man? Can you copy a few paintings in your spare time?" When Jiang Yong and Lin Zhou spoke, they couldn't help but feel a little humble. Although he has a high status in Yunfeng County, he thinks that he is still just a junior compared with Lin Zhou in terms of calligraphy and calligraphy.

"Mr. Qiu likes it, just take it. "Lin Zhou's thing is worthless, if you are happy and have Xuan paper, you can write more than a hundred words in a minute. He had heard Lin Meng say that this Qiu Lao was willing to pay for the carving, so he naturally had to be more generous at this time.

"This is a small gift, as a reward for these ink treasures of Xiaoyou. Jiang Yong took out a small rectangular wooden box from his body and handed it to Lin Zhou.

"Mr. Qiu is polite. Lin Zhou didn't know what was in the small wooden box of Lu Dao, and it was not easy to open it at this time, thinking that this Jiang Yong would give it out casually, and it should not be too precious, so he accepted it.

"The next volume of this manuscript, will the old man be able to see it in a month?" Jiang Yong took out the booklet in front of him and asked Lin Zhou again. The content of the novel is certainly wonderful, but Jiang Yong is more interested in the use of writing in it, and he has studied it many times since he got the first volume, and he suddenly felt that his writing attainments had improved a lot. But if you want to improve again, you still need more contributions from Lin Zhou.

For the average person, it takes at least two months or more to write so many subtle words again. Therefore, Jiang Yong asked Lin Zhou about the next volume, just thinking that with Lin Zhou's writing skills, he should be able to write it in a month.

"In less than half a year, I still have tens of thousands of words of manuscript left here, if the old gentleman likes it, just show it to the old gentleman to read! I heard Lin Meng say that before the old gentleman came, he said that he wanted to cooperate and provide the cost of the carving, I don't know what kind of cooperation the old gentleman wants to do?" Lin Zhou handed Jiang Yong the tens of thousands of words of manuscript he had written in the past two days, and then asked him.

Jiang Yong heard that Lin Zhou already had the next volume, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly took it and looked at it carefully like a treasure. Sure enough, the second volume is still very interesting, and the writing seems to have more subtlety, Jiang Yong was immersed in the story described by Lin Zhou for half an hour, and he didn't care about talking to other people at all.

"In this volume, will Xiaoyou still go to Yunsha City for Xuan carving?" Jiang Yong asked Lin Zhou excitedly.

"Well, the cost of Xuan paper and Xuan engraving is too expensive, and I am currently a little short of money, and it will probably take a few days to raise the silver taels needed for the second volume to be released. Lin Zhou thought for a while and then replied to Jiang Yong a few words, and at the same time he was testing Jiang Yong's tone.

"The old man has something to understand, and he doesn't know whether to ask or not. Jiang Yong looked up at Lin Zhou, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"The old gentleman has asked something. Lin Zhou made a gesture of please.

"Why did Xiaoyou give this scroll that he had worked so hard to write to the world for free? Dare to ask...... Is there any reason for this?" Jiang Yong looked at Lin Zhou expectantly after asking.

"This ...... It doesn't hurt to say that. Words are alive, soulful, and powerful, which can be thought-provoking, enlighten the world's minds, and trigger the world's thinking about this world. Although the amount of my 100 booklets is small, but if they are circulated, they can also play a modest role in opening up the wisdom of the world, right?" Lin Zhou thought about it and said a few very noble things to Jiang Yong.

"Words are alive, they have a soul, they are also very powerful, they are very powerful, they are good, they are so good!" After hearing Lin Zhou's words just now, Jiang Yong suddenly became inexplicably excited.

With Jiang Yong's distinguished status as a senior alchemist, he wanted to cooperate with Lin Zhou, not because he wanted to make money from the manuscript, but because he wanted to borrow Lin Zhou's manuscript so that everyone in the world could feel the charm of words and the power of words like him, so as to enhance the status of literati in this world.

He couldn't write these interesting, philosophical and life-like things himself, but Lin Zhou's words could. With Jiang Yong's painstaking study of words over the years, he also has a feeling that if the power of words can reach its peak, it will even become an existence that surpasses all forces in the world.

But it was just a faint feeling, and today's meeting with Lin Zhou made him more convinced of his understanding of this aspect.

As a centenarian who has been concentrating on the study of words and literature in the rest of his time in the alchemy industry, Jiang Yong's greatest wish in the second half of his life is to use words to enlighten this world that only knows how to cultivate martial arts, and to use words to educate the world, Lin Zhou let him see such an opportunity.

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