The reason why others are surprised is because Ye Qingyun's handwriting is really beautiful.
High spirits!
As graceful as floating clouds, as powerful as a frightening dragon!
Every word is like a winding and vigorous real dragon.
Perfect!
And so harmonious.
Just looking at these words is pleasing to the eye.
My mood seemed to be cheerful and relaxed.
Such strokes, such outlines.
It simply shouldn't exist in the world.
Instead, it should be the word "Goddess" on the Immortal Platform.
"So beautiful!"
Leng Muxue couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Amitabha!"
Huikong was very calm.
He had already seen Ye Qingyun's calligraphy.
So not surprised.
In Yang Yongxin's eyes, this calligraphy is not just beautiful writing.
This line of words actually contains an extremely rare Confucian spirit!
Every word contains Confucian grandeur!
Yang Yongxin stared at these words and suddenly felt a wave of Confucian majesty coming to his face.
The cultivation level in his body began to surge uncontrollably.
even!
"wrong!"
Yang Yongxin suddenly realized something.
"It's not as simple as Confucian grandeur!"
"It's about the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
Yang Yongxin was shocked beyond measure.
This sentence written by Ye Qingyun is a symbol of the righteousness of heaven and earth.
This calligraphy can already be regarded as a treasure.
The righteousness contained in it, even if it is obtained by a person with no cultivation, is enough to suppress evil spirits.
If a person with evil intentions sees this picture, he will definitely be severely injured on the spot.
"Vice President Yang, my calligraphy is pretty good, right?"
Ye Qingyun asked jokingly.
Yang Yongxin's face was full of shock and he no longer knew what to say.
With just a few strokes of his hand, he can write such Confucian mantras, which contain the righteousness of heaven and earth. How can this be described as "fairly acceptable"?
Yang Yongxin only felt that it was outrageous!
Extremely outrageous!
Is that human being?
Even if the ancient Confucian saints were still alive, this would be nothing more than this, right?
"Master Ye, this calligraphy is really great!"
Yang Yongxin can't describe it.
It seems that any words used to describe this painting are somewhat inadequate.
"Haha, I can be considered a person who has practiced calligraphy, but I showed my shame in front of Vice President Yang."
Ye Qingyun smiled.
Yang Yongxin couldn't laugh or cry.
Show your embarrassment?
If you call it "showing one's ugliness", then my name, Yang Yongxin, will be completely embarrassing.
Not to mention the righteousness of heaven and earth contained in this painting.
In terms of calligraphy skills alone, Yang Yongxin knew that he was far behind Ye Qingyun.
Even if you copy it, stroke by stroke, you will probably only be able to copy 10% or 20% of the charm at most.
If you want to reach Ye Qingyun's level, it will be impossible even if you study hard for another eight hundred years.
No!
Even if I practice hard for a thousand years, I will never reach the level of Ye Qingyun.
Yang Yongxin felt that he had been greatly hit.
But there is also great satisfaction.
After hundreds of years of practice, I thought I had a lot of knowledge, but in my twilight years, I saw such a picture.
Even if you die on the spot, you can rest in peace.
"Wealth cannot be lascivious, poverty cannot be moved, power cannot be subdued."
"This is what a real man is!"
Yang Yongxin was chanting, and the look on his face became more and more excited.
"A good person who is rich cannot be promiscuous, a good person who is poor cannot be moved, a good person who is powerful cannot be surrendered!"
"This is what a man should do!"
The more Yang Yongxin talked, the more excited he became.
Ye Qingyun looked at him a little worriedly.
I was afraid that the old man would be too excited and twitch away accidentally.
"It is incomparably consistent with my Confucian principles, and it demonstrates the righteousness and integrity of the world!"
"Master Ye!"
Yang Yongxin stared at Ye Qingyun with burning eyes.
Ye Qingyun felt a little embarrassed.
This old man has strange and scary eyes. .??.
"Um, Vice President Yang, don't get too excited, it's just a word."
Ye Qingyun quickly persuaded.
Yang Yongxin shook his head repeatedly.
"This is not a calligraphy, this is my Confucian treasure!"
"Master Ye, who said this sentence?"
This question made Ye Qingyun a little embarrassed.
But Ye Qingyun is also very thick-skinned.
Facing the curious Yang Yongxin, Ye Qingyun's face did not turn red and his heart did not beat.
wrong.
My heart still has to beat.
Otherwise, it will be a waste.
"Well, this is what I thought."
Ye Qingyun said very calmly.
In my heart, I silently muttered "Brother Mencius, I'm sorry."
"hiss!"
Yang Yongxin took a breath of cold air.
Such a Confucian mantra was really created by Ye Qingyun.
Then isn't Ye Qingyun comparable to a Confucian saint?
Isn’t this too scary?
What kind of existence are Confucian saints?
They all disappeared in ancient times.
Perhaps there may still be one or two Confucian saints in the Central Plains.
"I must take this calligraphy back. This is a great opportunity for my Yuzhang Academy!"
Yang Yongxin said secretly in his heart.
In order to take this painting back with him, Yang Yongxin hurriedly bid farewell to Moon God Palace.
Taking this calligraphy with me, I rushed to Yuzhang Academy.
Yuzhang Academy.
One of the six courtyards.
Because the overall strength of the six academies is almost the same, there is no ranking.
But after all, it is a sect inherited from ancient Confucianism. There are often discussions about Confucianism among the six academies. Competition in aspects.
Yuzhang Academy has suffered relatively badly in competitions in recent years.
It has been suppressed many times by other institutions.
Yang Yongxin was extremely happy.
I originally wanted to come and meet this powerful man invited by the Moon God Palace.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.
This word!
This is a great opportunity for Yuzhang Academy.
Yang Yongxin returned to Yuzhang Academy without stopping.
He directly called all the senior officials of the academy over.
A crowd of people gathered in the lobby of the academy.
"Vice President Yang, why did you come back in such a hurry and call us all over?"
"Did you encounter trouble in the Moon God Palace?"
"Huh? Vice Dean Yang, why has your aura become so abundant?"
Originally, the academy's senior officials were still a little confused.
But soon.
They saw the changes in Yang Yongxin.
Yang Yongxin's whole person seemed to be reborn.
Although his cultivation has not changed, his energy and spirit are completely different from before.
There is even a hint of Confucian grandeur emerging.
This is a bit surprising.
"Junior Brother Yang, what happened?"
Shen Canglang, the dean of Yuzhang Academy and Yang Yongxin's senior brother, asked.
Shen Canglang looks like a middle-aged man, but in fact, he is the oldest in Yuzhang Academy.
He is twenty years older than Yang Yongxin.
And Shen Canglang's cultivation level is also extremely advanced, and he has entered the realm of half-step transformation.
"Senior brother, look!"
Yang Yongxin didn't show any concern and directly opened the calligraphy he brought back.
Let people watch.
Everyone looked at this word together.
They all lost their color for a while.
"Is this the work of my Confucian saint?"
"Oh my god! Such a short statement can reach the level of Confucian mantra!"