The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 29: Hitting Junior Brother? You're hitting me!

Looking at the poem in his hand, Shuhan's eyes were filled with uncontrollable surprise, and a huge wave of shock rose in his heart.

"Teacher, has there been a successor to the Dragon-Fish Dance?"

Looking at the familiar font that looked like a soaring dragon, Shuhan murmured in his heart.

The teacher once said that he would only accept four disciples in this life, with the purpose of passing on the four arts of immortality.

The three arts of playing the musical instrument, chess and painting are okay. Although they are also mysterious and difficult to understand, there are still geniuses among them who can slowly learn them.

But the Fish and Dragon Dance calligraphy is too restrictive and requires one to have never been exposed to other types of calligraphy in one’s lifetime.

A scholar may not have learned the arts of music, chess, or painting before achieving success in Confucianism, but he must have learned calligraphy!

This is a must, but also a hurdle that cannot be overcome. This alone eliminates 90% of people.

As for the remaining 10%, one needs to reach the level of the word "Yi" before learning any calligraphy, so that one can reach the threshold of learning the Fish Dragon Dance.

But how is this possible?

If I don’t know calligraphy, how can I reach the level of meaning before learning Fish-Dragon Dance?
Everyone thought it was a foolish dream. Even Ruxian waited for more than three hundred years but still failed to find the last successor.

But now! Someone has learned it!
"Little Junior Brother"

Shuhan looked up at Su Changqing and asked incredulously, "You've never learned any calligraphy before?"

Su Changqing shook his head, "No, where can I, a mountain man, go to learn calligraphy?"

"So when did you reach the level of 'Yi'?"

"Just like the day my teacher taught me, one stroke forms the 'shape', two strokes complete the 'skill', and three strokes complete the 'meaning'."

Listening to that plain explanation, Shuhan's head buzzed and he almost fell down.

Three strokes and it’s done!

He had seen countless geniuses in the Holy Academy, but no one had ever reached such a terrifying level!

"Monster! This is definitely a rare talent that will appear in the literary world once in a thousand years!"

There was a hint of heat in Shuhan's eyes as he looked at Su Changqing.

All the literary talent and inspiration had been completely forgotten by him at this moment.

Putting aside other things, just the perfect calligraphy of the word "意" (meaning) - dancing fish and dragons - is enough to crush 90% of the readers!
"Brother, what's wrong with this word? Please give me some advice!"

Seeing that Shuhan looked unhappy, Su Changqing spoke cautiously.

“Give me some advice.”

Shuhan smiled bitterly. How could he be qualified to teach Su Changqing?
Immortal Seal·Dance of Fish and Dragons, only Ruxian in the whole world has the ability to give instructions.

Although he has already mastered calligraphy, the calligraphy he learned is far from the Fish and Dragon Dance.

Just like the secret skills practiced by other practitioners, one is heavenly level and the other is earthly level.

Although the man at the Earth level had condensed his innate Dao seal, in terms of level and power, it was far inferior to the secret technique of the Heaven level.

"Brother, if you have any questions, just tell me. I can handle it!"

Seeing Shuhan remained silent for a long time without saying a word, Su Changqing couldn't hold it anymore and said with a wry smile.

"What can you have?"

Shuhan saw that Su Changqing misunderstood and hurried to explain, but suddenly remembered what his teacher said before leaving.

"Give your junior brother a good beating."

Shuhan raised his eyebrows, as if he understood what the teacher meant.

Looking at Su Changqing's anxious look, he apologized in his heart, and then showed a serious expression.

"Junior brother, there is a big problem with your handwriting. It has been such a long time and you still haven't entered the Dao?"

"This is the worst among all of us brothers. Even a useless disciple like me is not as good as him."

As he spoke, Shuhan rolled up his sleeves and picked up the pen. A very neat line of words, with integrity between the lines, jumped onto the paper.

"You actually mastered the word 'Tao'? Brother, you are so talented!"

Su Changqing was shocked and said with great admiration.

He heard from his teacher that his senior brother had only followed the teacher for half a year, but he was able to master the word "Tao" in half a year, which was much faster than him.

Originally he was full of confidence and wanted to learn from his senior brother.

Now that he had seen his senior brother's true abilities, all those little arrogances instantly vanished into thin air.

"The teacher really didn't lie to me. After a year of careful teaching, I am not as good as my senior brother who followed the teacher for half a year."

Su Changqing couldn't help but sigh, and a somewhat lonely look appeared on his face.

"Ahem, forget about calligraphy instruction. I had another opportunity when I was young, and we learn different calligraphy." "Just take a look at it yourself. Keep working hard and strive to master calligraphy as soon as possible."

Shuhan touched his nose awkwardly, his face almost turning red.

Other people's level is even higher than his, but he is still the one giving guidance.

If my junior fellow apprentice finds out about this, won’t it be so embarrassing?

"The teacher misunderstood me!"

Shuhan shouted in his heart, ready to miss this step and move on to the next one.

In calligraphy, my junior brother inherited the teacher’s style of Fish and Dragon Dance, which is incomparable.

Then painting skills are okay, right?

He is of good family background and the first to inherit his teacher's skills of Ink Rhythm and Fairy in Painting.

He definitely has a say in this!
"Junior brother."

Shuhan spoke confidently, but before he could finish his words, he saw Su Changqing staring at the words he had written, with a look of understanding on his face.

In just a moment, Su Changqing's eyes flashed, and he picked up the pen and wrote a few lines on the plain paper with a flamboyant style.

Shuhan looked down, his eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of water.

The line of words on the plain paper is hidden in the paper and cannot be seen by ordinary people.

But in his eyes, it was a dance of fish and dragons, entangled and intertwined, and every word was full of unspeakable rhyme.

If he sent out a ray of righteous energy at this moment, the line of words would instantly turn into a dragon and soar into the sky.

"Have you entered the Tao?"

Shuhan was stunned. He stared blankly at the faint but extremely clear handwriting and remained silent.

He didn't teach anything. He just simply wrote a couple of words about entering the Tao, and the little junior brother suddenly got enlightenment?
This level of understanding is a bit too terrifying, isn't it?

Little did people know that Su Changqing could have mastered calligraphy a long time ago, but Li Qingchen had been suppressing him.

Now, Shuhan's calligraphy was just an introduction, allowing Su Changqing to accumulate his strength and take that step smoothly.

"Thanks for the advice, senior brother!"

"If it weren't for my senior brother, I'm afraid it would take me some time to break through."

Su Changqing bowed seriously and thanked sincerely.

Shuhan waved his hands repeatedly, looking at a loss. He didn't know whether to accept or not accept the gift.

He quickly changed the subject and said:

"I've seen your calligraphy, it's OK."

"Let's learn painting next. This is what our teacher has taught us, the four arts of Confucianism and Taoism, right?"

Speaking of painting, Shuhan calmed down a little, after all, it was his strong point.

“I have been taught, but the teacher said it was just average.”

Su Changqing said somewhat embarrassedly.

"No problem. I have some ideas about painting. Just paint whatever you want and I'll give you some pointers."

Shuhan waved his hand and said with a confident smile.

Just kidding, his painting art is perfect in "meaning", and he is also an extremely difficult artist. This is much better than the general painting skills.

I think this is more than enough to guide my junior fellow apprentice.

Thinking of this, Shuhan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tea beside him and took a big sip.

Su Changqing did not doubt it. He picked up the paintbrush seriously, leaned forward slightly, straightened his back, and started painting.

His posture was calm and focused, his wrists moved flexibly, and a lifelike figure, as if walking out of a painting, gradually jumped onto the paper.

Seeing this, Shuhan, who was sitting opposite the desk, picked up the teacup and walked to Su Changqing, ready to teach him carefully and to restore his dignity as a senior brother.

But when he looked down, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and sprayed a mouthful of tea on Su Changqing's cheek.

"Senior brother."

Su Changqing wiped his face helplessly, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it."

Shuhan held the teacup in one hand and looked at the scroll on the desk, standing there like an idiot.

When speaking?

What the hell is he talking about!
The dance of fish and dragons is fine, but this fairy in the painting actually has a perfect artistic conception!
What does this let him teach?
Who is he hitting?
Shuhan turned his head stiffly and looked outside the door, his face full of resentment.
"Teacher, are you criticizing my junior brother or me?"

(End of this chapter)