After a few days, Zhou Qian returned with a full load, and he couldn't imagine what kind of picture the old man couldn't catch two fish in a day.

Zhou Qian came to Qingshan Sect for almost a month, and during this month, he stayed in the back mountain, never went out, and did not learn any exercises or anything.

He didn't call the old man Master, and the old man seemed to know Zhou Qian's story, so he didn't say anything.

On this day, Zhou Qian plucked up the courage to come to the old man.

"Master, I want to go out and have a look. ”

Zhou Qian spoke softly, his eyes looked at the waterhole on the side, and he didn't dare to look directly at the old man.

"Hmm~ How many ...... did you catch?"

The old man was fishing, and after hearing Zhou Qian's words, he was not the slightest surprised, but asked, and before he finished speaking, he paused.

"This stinky boy, it's really strange, the fish caught in the past few days are comparable to the amount he had in the previous year, originally he wanted to let him fish here to nourish his temperament, temper his three hearts, if he caught ten fish, let him go out to have a look, and now, the fish are far more than ten, but the purpose is not achieved at all. ”

The old man thought to himself, shook his head, and then put down the fishing rod and was silent for a while.

"You want to go out and have a look, you can, but I have a request!"

The old man looked at Zhou Qian, and there was a trace of indifference in his vicissitudes of life.

"What requirements?"

Zhou Qian heard the old man's tone, and it seemed that he was going out to have fun, so he immediately asked.

The old man didn't speak, and then the figure disappeared in an instant, and after three breaths, he appeared next to Zhou Qian, and the difference was that the old man had an extra branch in his hand, and the branch seemed to have just been broken off from the tree, and there were branches and buds of leaves on it, and there was a faint fragrance at the fold.

"Take it!"

The old man threw the branch to Zhou Qian, and his face instantly became serious.

Zhou Qian hurriedly caught the branch, not daring to slack off in the slightest, he held this ordinary little branch, not knowing what the old man was going to do next.

"Stinky boy, you use this branch to draw me a horizontal and a vertical one on this sandy ground, and show me. ”

The old man spoke lightly, and as he spoke, he had already walked to the stone platform, leaving a blank piece of sand.

"One horizontal and one vertical?"

Zhou Qian was surprised in his heart, he was familiar with the classics since he was a child, and naturally he could write a lot of words, and he was very confident, even if he was an adult, he might not know as many words as he did.

As for writing, it was also a compulsory course for him at home before, and everyone in the Zhou family knew that the third young master of their family was not only handsome and handsome, but also wrote chic and natural.

"It's that simple?"

Zhou Qian couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart and asked excitedly.

"Stinky boy, this horizontal and vertical is not as simple as you imagined, even if it is me, I can't write this horizontal and vertical completely, you stinky boy who has not dried up is not too confident. ”

When the old man saw Zhou Qian's reaction so easily, he couldn't help but get angry.

Zhou Qian didn't believe the old man, one horizontal and one vertical, he wrote it I don't know how many times. Although he had pen, ink, paper and inkstone before, in his eyes, even if he used branches, he could write well.

Zhou Qian came to the sand, the sand was like gold grains, shining one by one, and it was very smooth, like a waterhole without waves, and the hall was a mirror.

Zhou Gan clenched the branch with his right hand, and lightly drew a horizontal line on this sand surface, which was very perfect, like a knife cutting tofu on both sides, and then he drew a vertical one, which was also like a silver needle falling to the ground, straight and without a blade.

Zhou Qian felt that his writing was good, although it was not as good as what he wrote on paper, it was also neatly written.

"Unqualified, rewritten!"

The old man glanced at what Zhou Qian wrote, and then waved his robe, and suddenly a fresh breeze blew through the sand, and the horizontal and vertical were immediately erased.

"Ah, I wrote so good, so ......"

As soon as Zhou Qian retorted loudly, he was shocked by the old man's gaze.

He sighed and redrew the horizontal and vertical again.

......

"Unqualified, rewritten!"

is still this sentence, Zhou Qian is depressed, because this time he wrote more seriously.

Zhou Qian didn't believe in evil, held his breath, and wrote again.

"Unqualified, rewritten!"

In this way, back and forth, over and over again, Zhou Qian portrayed it more than a hundred times, but what was waiting for him was still those five words: unqualified, rewritten!

Zhou Qian had already gotten into a fight with the old man, and he had long forgotten the purpose of going out to see.

Over and over again, Zhou Qian finally had an illusion of being immortal in front of one horizontal and one vertical, as if he didn't know it, and his whole head was a little cloudy.

"Give up, I won't write it, it's all unqualified anyway!"

Zhou Qian was tired at the moment, his face was sweaty, and there was a blurry light in his eyes.

As soon as he scribbled on it, he was about to turn around and go to rest in the thatched hut, and he was sleepy!

"Stinky boy, let you go, without a little perseverance, how did you succeed in making that broken bell ring, it's really doubtful!"

When the old man saw Zhou Qian's retreat, he couldn't help but speak lightly, his words full of doubts.

As soon as Zhou Qian heard this, he suddenly lost his temper, he relied on his ability to sound eight, this is a fact, there is no moisture!

"I don't believe it's hard to write!"

Zhou Qian's stubborn temper, once stimulated, couldn't be contained.

Day by day, the sun and moon rotate, and the stars shift.

Another month has passed, and Zhou Qian has been writing horizontally and vertically on this sand every morning, and the branches have been replaced by a few branches, but there are so many horizontal and vertical, the old man just didn't fancy one!

"Mom, you don't really want to trap me, I just want to go out and see, you have trapped me for another month!"

After Zhou Qian finished painting a set of horizontal and vertical paintings, he immediately ran to the stone platform and sat down, so tired that his hands were sore, and no one believed that he was writing sour.

"Hmph, stinky boy, you can last a month to drink nectar, and the portrayal of Qiuying at the evening meal is horizontal, and you have basically entered the door of the runway!"

The old man did not continue to let Zhou Qian depict the horizontal and vertical again, but looked at the waterhole seriously and spoke softly.

The old man who listened to Zhou Qian's tone was solemn, and he also raised the spirit of twelve points and listened with his ears pricked up.

"One of the runes, unpredictable, every grass and tree can enter the runes, mountains can form arrays, water can derive patterns, and even the sky can enter the rune array.

Fu, which can depict all things in heaven and earth, is called the art of manifestation by the world!

Only by comprehending the most fundamental horizontal and vertical lines can it be counted into the runes, even I can't fully comprehend the horizontal and vertical, if someone completely comprehends the horizontal and vertical, then he will definitely be able to draw all the talismans between heaven and earth, and everything in heaven and earth is a talisman!"

When the old man spoke, he looked up at the sky, his eyes were like electricity, although his body was tattered, but at this time, Zhou Qian seemed to see the breath of a god in him.

"This rune is so magical, a few simple strokes can gallop the world?"

Zhou Qian was shocked when he heard it, but he also had doubts, listening to the old man's words, he remembered the mysterious man in the land of Daohai before, what this mysterious man said was almost consistent with what the old man said, and he was very respectful of the method of Fu Dao.

In the unknown situation of Zhou Qian, he was passed on a few complicated talismans, and now that he thinks about it, he has made a lot of money, although he was kicked hard!!

"Look, this is horizontal!"

When Zhou Qian was still shocked and pondering, the old man raised his right hand and drew a horizontal and vertical one in mid-air!