Mysterious Devouring the Heavens Powerhouse

"Master Zeng?" the young man asked, "But the emperor Zeng Yangming asked Master Zeng Yangming?"

It was clearly the hand of Emperor Zeng Yangming, but he himself or someone else gave it to the young man, and the relationship between them was very different.The three sons clearly wanted to understand first.

"This. I don't know his father's name. () His old man from time to time teaches with teens at Zengjia Academy in Qingyang Town."

"In this way, there is nothing wrong. Is there a second master in the world, the emperor of Qingyang Town's Zeng Family Academy, Master Zeng?" The young man smiled and said: "In the king's mace below, I didn't ask my brother Tai's Last name?"

"My name is Yan Lin."

Faced with Wang Mae's polite tone, Yan Lin was not used to it.All my life I've been hanging out with wild kids in the country, and suddenly I met a nobleman who seemed to come from a noble place.I'm really not used to it.

"Are you going into town to go to college? Just down the road, let's go together."

Wang Mae is obviously also a very particular person, his tone has changed a bit, and he seems to be very close to him.When he saw Yan Lin take out the mark, he immediately made friends.It is estimated that there will be no three people in Dalianglou who will be gifted by Zeng Laozi.How could this person be an ordinary person?

"Well, I'm tired of leading the way."

As soon as Yan Lintou returned to the city, there was no way to settle down.Zeng Laozi had also told him before that the dean of the college in the city was one of his classmates.If he had the opportunity to go to town, with that in mind, he could be asked to help arrange a hearing at the academy.

Alternatively, academy is also a good foothold.

Wang Mae was obviously a frequent visitor to the academy.He led Ma and Yan Lin into the gate of the academy.The two guards at the door just saluted respectfully, without any more words.

"Elder Li, I brought you a rare guest."

Walking around Yan Lin and turning left and right, he turned into a quiet corner, a simple hut, which seemed very quiet in the mottled tree shadows. (.)

The firewood door was not closed, and there was a bright laughter in the room: "It turned out that the three sons came."

An old man was welcomed at the door, with white hair and a Confucian robe, so he could see his character.

"This kid is." Old Li asked in surprise when he saw Yan Lin.

"I've met Mr. Li." Yan Lin bowed in greeting. "Young Yan Lin, the old man Zeng once said to me that when you go to Daliang City, you must find a chance to visit your old man."

"Oh! You are Yan Lin!"

Li Lao obviously heard his name and said cheerfully: "Old man Zeng has been talking to me for a long time." But I heard that you haven't shown up for two years.It's rare to meet up and enter the house here. "

Wang Mae looked at Yan Lin curiously.There seems to be nothing special about this boy, just handsome.Why do you seem to be interested in him, as if two old Confucian men are interested in him?

In the hut, apart from a row of bookshelves, there was only a table and a chair.There is a sheet of rice paper on the table, and a brush is on the side of the ink stone.

"Yesterday, the book asked, the illness was still nourishing, I couldn't sleep and eat, I was very worried. I couldn't help clinging to my feelings."

Chapter [-] The killer!

This is an imitation of the most famous cursive script "cooked food sticker", which is the most famous cursive script of the sage Wang Youjun, making it dexterous, embellished, indulgent, smooth, and elegant.In the strokes of many fonts, there is a looming large flow of gas.

"Yan Lin, what do you think of this word? Give me some advice. Old man Zeng once said that your ability to stimulate energy in fonts is much stronger than his. "

Old Li looked at the work he had just completed, and his face was very good.

My name is for comments, but I actually want to show it.In his mind, although Lao Tzu is a learned master, his writing is far less than his own.When he saw the young man in front of him so young, he couldn't help but think of hitting him with his favorite piece.

Wang Mae next to him heard Old Li's words, and his little mouth was so surprised that he couldn't close it.Who is Mr. Zeng?Li Lao claimed to be the first person in Daliangfu calligraphy. Although there is still a certain gap, his calligraphy is still the best work that is hard to find.The ability to motivate is not as good as the young man who looks the same age in front of him?Is this possible?

To communicate the great spirit between heaven and earth, in addition to using the great spirit of Confucianism in the chest, we must also use external things.The most commonly used is everyone's handwriting.As long as the stroke resonates with Hao Rongqi, it will cause Hao Runqi's changes and fluctuations.

Those who are skilled, with "condensation stickers" written on the wall, can affect the vast operation of the house, allowing people to live and work in the house.Before the army leaves, hanging a "broken military sticker" on the battlefield can make thousands of generals and soldiers bleed into rivers, forget everything, and move forward bravely.

In fact, the principle of evoking aura with brush and ink is not much different from the principle of Taoist "Fu Chuan", but the purpose of the two is different.Confucianism inspires great power, and Taoism inspires halo. "Fu Biography" is suitable for powerful attacks, and this Confucian brush and ink that resonates with Hao Runqi is more suitable for influencing people's hearts.

"Elder Li's character, naturally, is taught by the law, and it is already in line with Dafa."

Yan Lin looked at the post and said slowly.On the old man's face, his eyes were slightly closed, as if listening to the sounds of nature, very intoxicated.

"However, between this stroke and the turn, the overly elegant typeface still has the craftsmanship to deeply fit the mood without deceiving yourself."

Listening to Yan Linbai's words, Old Li's face changed.

Just a fluffy boy casually criticizing the world's great Confucianism, it seems too rampant.Even Wang Mae, who was standing on the sidelines, lost his way.Was this reckless boy really recommended by Zeng Laozi?

Yan Lin stepped forward, grabbed the brush on the ink stone, quickly dipped it in ink, raised his wrist gently, and continued to sprinkle on the unfinished part of the pillar.

"When you arrive in March, you won't be as worried as you like. How are your feet going."

"You son of a bitch, do you dare to ruin my position?"

Seeing Yan Lin's arrogant behavior, Li Laoqing couldn't help but burn with anger.It's a post, but he's had a little good work lately, and it would be a shame if the boy ruined it.I don't know which year and month, in order to restore the mood and state at that time, I wrote such a satisfying work.

Ok

Just as the old man stepped forward and was about to open Yan Lin, a fresh breath slowly flowed through the air, which shocked his spirit.

"Yes, does it resonate a lot?" The old man was shocked.

The magnanimity between heaven and earth does not fluctuate on its own for no reason.If you want to resonate directly with foreign objects, you must at least practice the realm of the Ming Dynasty.At first, I was able to glimpse the entire Daliang Palace of the king's kingdom, but now there is only one person, that is, Master Zeng, who was the emperor and master, and has not appeared in the city for a long time.

At present, there will be huge gas fluctuations in the house, and I can only hold a paintbrush and wave Yan Lin in a dashing manner!

Li Lao's hand trembled slightly as he stretched his right hand to the brush on the ink stone. (.).) The nib dipped into the thick ink, stayed in the air for a while, and didn't fall out for a while.Close your eyes gently, as if you are thinking, as if you are feeling something.

After a long time, the nib finally landed on the rice paper.The pen moves very slowly, as if it is holding a thousand weights.

Finally, he exhaled a long mouth of turbid air, his wrists were shaking, his pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he sprinkled the lower half of the "sleeping food paste" on the ground one by one.

The first word to try, the strokes are extremely difficult, and even a noticeable tremor can be seen.However, the numbers written down below are already very smooth.The square of the word is round, and it aspires to come out with great vigor.