'Flutter'

Shen Jiao, who was not far away, laughed.

Gui Yi Zhenren immediately shouted: "What are you laughing at? Your words are not yet formed, and you can still laugh?"

Shen Jiao's smile immediately stopped, and her face turned red into a pig's liver color.

Gui Yi Zhenren slowly walked around to the table of the other disciples.

"Zhaozhao, your handwriting is too good, the requirements of a real person are too high. Chang Le immediately took the rice paper that was clear, and several disciples around him surrounded him.

Cheng Zhaozhao's face was expressionless, no wonder the scholar just smiled and didn't speak when he saw her words.

Is it vain and powerless?

Cheng Zhaozhao raised her right hand, although she was slender and fair, she practiced sword every day, and the strength of her wrist was not weak.

Maybe she didn't get the hang of it?

When Cheng Zhaozhao waited for Guiyi Zhenren to return to the high platform, he got up from his position and went over. Her move attracted the attention of many disciples.

Cheng Zhaozhao stepped forward and saluted, "True person, you just said that the disciple's words are vain and weak, but the disciple doesn't know how to improve. I wonder if you can demonstrate it with a real person?"

There was a sound of gasping from a disciple.

"She's provoking a real person?"

"Returning to a real person will smash her brain......"

Shen Jiao stretched her neck even more, the corners of her mouth raised, waiting to watch a good show.

If it was an ordinary monk, he naturally thought that Cheng Zhaozhao was dissatisfied with the provocation, but it was the first time that a disciple took the initiative to ask him to write since he had been teaching for so long.

Seeing Cheng Zhaozhao's sincere eyes, his attitude was not unruly, and he couldn't help but say with joy at the moment: "The son can be taught." ”

Guiyi real person spread out the paper at the moment, and Cheng Zhaozhao was very cooperative and stood aside to grind it.

Seeing this, many disciples couldn't believe that this old man had become so easy-going.

Among the new disciples in the front row, someone timidly asked, "Real person, can we come up and watch?"

Guiyi real person has already been stained with ink, and said: "If you want to come and see, come up, is it difficult to invite the real person?"

Hearing this, there was a burst of cheers from below, most of them were D-level disciples, many of whom had not seen Guiyi real people handwriting.

The disciples didn't dare to get too close, and gathered in front in an orderly manner, all watching with bated breath as Guiyi real people put pen to paper.

What are the words spoken by the true people?

His next pen is based on ink, meaning as the base, relaxed and moderate, walking between the black lines.

It is a word that speaks of the meaning of the words that the true people want to pass on to their disciples.

Yes, the wild and chic wandering under the pen is the heart hidden under his seemingly old-fashioned appearance.

It is inherited, quoted from ancient books, imitated from the ancestors, and merged into the words of a real person.

Cheng Zhaozhao's expression was relaxed, and her eyes seemed to appear in front of the scholars in Daping Village writing, which was a kind of natural freedom and the comfort of putting everything away.

It's just that Cheng Zhaozhao faintly felt that there was a dizzying feeling between the lines.

'It's a character!'

Jun Xin said: "He is a talisman maker, and he uses aura unconsciously. ’

The disciples on the high platform looked relaxed, and they all smiled.

The other disciples below became more and more curious, and they crowded in one after another, and they were soon brought into that unusual atmosphere.

The more the characters of the Guiyi real person were written, the faster they were written, the more they were written, and all the disciples seemed to be swimming in the sea of words.

Until a disciple suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, the blood was pervasive, and it was instantly stained with rice paper.

Guiyi Zhenren came back to his senses at the moment, shook his head in annoyance and put down the brush.

The disciples were still unsatisfied, so they saw Guiyi Zhenren protecting the little disciple and gave him a pill.

"It's the real people who are negligent, some of your disciples have just drawn qi into the human body, so it is not appropriate to watch for a long time. That's all for today. As he spoke, he glanced back at Cheng Zhaozhao: "What do you think?"

Cheng Zhaozhao bowed: "Thank you for the guidance of a real person, the disciple will definitely improve well." ”

Gui Yi Zhenren nodded and motioned for the disciples to stand down.

When he returned to his seat, Chang Le whispered, "Is Guiyi Zhenren's handwriting good?"

She wasn't interested in any of this, and she didn't want to squeeze in when there were so many people, so she just looked at it from a distance a few times, and she didn't have much sense.

"It's great. Normalized to a real person is a talisman maker?"

Chang Le thought for a while and said, "Yes, I heard that it is a high-level talisman master. ”

A talisman maker has been working with characters for the longest time.

Being able to teach homework to these new disciples in the Sky Pavilion, I think this Guiyi real person is also unique in the process of making talismans.

Cheng Zhaozhao lifted the pen again, but he used aura slightly.

But I didn't want to just make a sudden sound, and there was a loud sound, the brush exploded, and the rice paper turned into ashes in an instant.

This movement once again attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples.

"Haha! You can't write, do you think it's making talismans?"

Shen Jiao finally saw Cheng Zhaozhao making a fool of herself, and leaned forward and leaned back with laughter.

"With the help of spiritual power, this method is very good, but it cannot be mastered overnight. You still need to practice. The face of the Guiyi real person on the high platform is still old-fashioned, but there is a smile in his eyes.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded and continued to copy, but he didn't dare to make good use of spiritual power, just wrote honestly.

Shen Jiao saw that Cheng Zhaozhao ignored her, and she also felt bored, so she secretly glared at Guiyi Zhenren, and resigned herself to grabbing the brush to write again.

Why didn't her mother tell her before she came that there was such a torturous old man in the Cangjian Sect.

Many of the disciples are still young, they can't read all the words, and their appearance of scratching their ears and cheeks is pitiful. Guiyi Zhenren specially instructed the disciples in the front row and took the trouble to teach them to read and write.

The schoolwork in the Dao room is notoriously boring, and the disciples can only stay up and copy it a hundred times before they can escape from the Dao room one after another.

......

It was already dusk when Cheng Zhaozhao and Chang Le came out of the Taoist room.

Chang Le rubbed his arm and shook his arm, and said with a bitter face: "Zhaozhao, your luck is really bad, I didn't expect to meet Gui Yizhen's homework as soon as I came." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao also turned his stiff neck, and suddenly the identity token on his waist lit up.

Cheng Zhaozhao picked it up and looked at it, a little surprised.

"How much?" Chang Le asked.

"Five hundred. ”

"So much!"

Chang Le hurriedly grabbed her own identity token, which showed thirty merit points, and then disappeared after entering the token.

"Thirty! I copied it a hundred times word for word, and my writing hand was almost useless, and I only got thirty, which is too stingy to be a real person. ”

At the end of each class, merit points are distributed by the monks of the day, and the performance of the disciples is more or less based on the performance.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded again and again: "I also think that Senior Sister Chang's words of Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dance have to be a few more points." ”

Chang Le nodded, and then made a gesture to hit her, saying, "Okay, you're making fun of me!"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Cheng Zhaozhao hurriedly dodged and left.