When God came to the lake, Feng Qingyan raised his right hand and gestured to grab a pen.
At this time, Yun Zhongjun, Ying Shu and others in the pavilion looked over in surprise after hearing this, with some puzzled looks in their eyes.
What does it mean?
Could it be that the gentleman is asking Yun Mengze for a magic pen?
Yingshu and Dong Gonglan looked at each other in confusion. Is this okay? They couldn't help but look at Yun Zhongjun. After all, they had never seen how to take the magic pen. They didn't know if it was done like this.
But Yun Zhongjun also had a look of surprise in his eyes.
It is clear.
It's not like this.
But the gentleman did this...
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun's brows furrowed slightly, and he was also shocked by the way that Feng Sheng used his magic strokes.
It is simply impossible to obtain the magic pen in this way.
Besides.
The magic pen can only be taken out once every three years.
If it's wrong, it's wrong. You can't take it away at any time just because of your different status. There was once a saint who missed the time to get the divine pen and came to Yunmengze, but didn't he return empty-handed in the end?
As the God of Yunmengze, he can only take three divine pens.
After taking the three magic pens, he tried to take them by force, but they all failed. Moreover, he also tried to take them at a different time than when he wanted to take the magic pens, but he also failed.
Or.
When it was not time to take the magic pen, he found no trace of the magic pen at all.
How to get this?
so.
He is not optimistic that Feng Sheng will come to get the divine pen at this time.
Even though the other party is canonized.
After all, even a saint has failed, let alone a false saint?
Although the current achievements and merits of the saint are really not inferior to those of some saints, they are still false saints. Perhaps it is precisely because it is not optimistic, or even impossible, that the teacher ordered him to send a divine pen?
As for what the teacher meant by "returning the favor", he still couldn't figure it out.
It would be even more impossible to say that the teacher made a slip of the tongue.
"Yun Zhongjun, is this how you get the Divine Pen?" Ying Shu couldn't help but asked curiously, "Is this the gentleman who wants to get the Divine Pen? Doesn't it mean that to get the Divine Pen, you have to come to the Divine Pavilion? Or
, just need to come to the vicinity of Shenlai Pavilion?"
"The Shenlai Brush appears once every three years. To get the Shenlai Brush, you really need to come to the Shenlai Pavilion." Yun Zhongjun hesitated and said, "Perhaps Feng Sheng has his own way of getting the brush."
"So, you are sure that you will get the magic pen?"
When Yingshu was surprised, a huge surprise emerged in his heart, and he felt that the gentleman really had his own way of writing.
Although the magic pen appears once every three years, does the gentleman have his own way?
How can a gentleman be compared to ordinary people?
And at this time.
The situation in Yunmengze suddenly changed.
Yun Zhongjun's face lit up slightly. After all, he was the god of Yun Mengze, and every move of Yun Mengze was in his heart and thoughts.
At this moment, he did not change Yun Mengze's situation.
But the situation has changed.
Moreover, it is not a normal change, there seems to be some mysterious force driving it.
This was the first time that he felt like he had lost control of Yun Mengze.
Could it be that there is really a way to draw inspiration from God when it comes to canonization?
This is just what he said casually.
"The world has changed."
Yingshu was immediately surprised and said, thinking it was caused by the gentleman's magic pen.
In fact, not only Yingshu thinks so, but also Dong Gonglan and Miss Xihe, and even Yun Zhongjun also speculates like this.
After all, he did not control the situation, but the situation changed.
now.
Around Shenlai Lake, a layer of dream-like things suddenly appeared.
This kind of thing is like a bubble.
Even so, there seem to be countless transparent and gorgeous water bubbles, and the water bubbles reflect unclear scenery or shadows.
Bursts of light passed through the bubbles.
It's like a fleeting glimpse, giving people an unreal, dreamlike feeling.
Yingshu couldn't help but stare curiously with her big black eyes, and wanted to reach out and touch her, but unfortunately there was no one in front of her...
And it made her feel like she was dreaming.
She couldn't tell whether it was a dream or something real.
Countless bubbles rise from all around, reflecting countless shadows, as if bursts of floating light are passing by, giving people a somewhat trancelike illusion.
At this time, Yun Zhongjun had no expression on his face, but his heart was filled with shock.
This is the coming of a divine pen!
But, isn’t it less than three years old?
Why did the magic pen appear?
As the God of Yunmengze, he could not bring the god to the world, but the canonization seemed to be able to do it.
This made him feel a little complicated.
I don't know if it's jealousy.
Not only him, not even the saints can make gods appear in this world...
"What is going on? Could it be that Shen Lai Bi has appeared?" Ying Shu said in surprise. Although he has not seen Shen Lai Bi yet and cannot be sure, he is almost certain.
"It shouldn't be wrong."
Dong Gonglan nodded in surprise.
"I feel that there is a dreamlike atmosphere permeating the heaven and earth." Miss Xihe said seriously, "Somewhat like the atmosphere of the magic pen in Yun Zhongjun's hand."
"It is indeed a divine pen that appears."
Yun Zhongjun smiled.
At this time, he was a little confused. Since the saint could get the magic pen, why did the teacher ask him to give it to him?
Didn't the teacher take it into account?
"Didn't you say that the magic pen appears once every three years?"
Which pot of shadow book is not opened and which pot is mentioned?
This made Yun Zhongjun not want to answer the conversation at all. This kid really didn't want to talk. Now that the magic pen has appeared, he is really slapping him in Yun Zhongjun's face...
At this moment, the surroundings were like dreamy bubbles, turning into bursts of floating light and quickly falling into Feng Qingyan's hand.
When the glimmer of light disappears.
A wooden-colored brush appeared in Feng Qingyan's hand.
At this moment, there are bursts of brocade flowers growing out of the brush, one blooming, the other bursting...
"Ah, the gentleman has obtained the magic pen. The gentleman is really powerful."
Yingshu was so surprised that he almost screamed.
Dong Gong Lan looked at the figure in white in the lake with eyes like autumn water.
Yun Zhongjun, on the other hand, raised his head slightly and looked at Tianyu, as if he couldn't figure out why the magic pen appeared in this world.
In the lake.
Feng Qingyan looked at the magical pen in his hand, feeling the dreamy atmosphere filling the pen, but his eyes wrinkled slightly.
The magic pen is indeed magical.
The majestic breath of life is nurtured in dreams...
As if a god has come.
However, he secretly felt that the magical pen in his hand could not withstand the bridge.
and.
In his opinion, this magical pen is really not a treasure in the world.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, the magic pen is indeed a treasure of heaven and earth, but to him, it is just the four greatest treasures of the study room.
Maybe it deserves to be called a treasure.
but.
It definitely doesn’t deserve the reputation of being a treasure in heaven and earth.
This shows that his previous guess may come true, and there may be a mother pen for the divine pen.
The magic pen in his hand may be a phantom of the mother pen.
"not enough!"
So at this moment, he said, his half-raised right hand was not lowered.
The shadow book in the pavilion is a little stunned. What does the gentleman's "not enough" mean?
Do you still want to take two?
Only one Shenlai Pen appears in the world every three years.
If no one is destined this time, it will hide in Yunmengze and wait for the destined person in three years.
"Sister Lan, does the gentleman want to take away several magical pens?" Ying Shu suddenly said excitedly, "If the gentleman can take away several pens, he must ask the gentleman for one..."
"Maybe."
Donggonglan Road.
Yun Zhongjun doesn't know what to say. One stick is not enough. Do you want to take several more?
Do you really think that the magic pen can be picked and picked at will?
He still didn't quite believe that Feng Sheng could take the second one.
After all, now that the magic pen can appear in the world, it has already given Zu the face of being a saint.
However, just when he thought it was impossible, flashes of light appeared again around Shenlai Lake, like countless bubbles emerging from the sky and the earth.
The world of Yunmengze is once again filled with a dreamy atmosphere.
Dreams breed life.
The floating light passed by again and fell on Feng Qingyan's right hand one by one.
However, everyone did not see the second magical pen appearing in Feng Qingyan's hand, and they were all a little surprised.
"Hey, what's going on? Why does the gentleman only have a magic pen in his hand?"
Yingshu said with astonishment on his face.
However, Yun Zhongjun clearly felt that the magical pen in Feng Sheng's hand exuded a stronger dreamy atmosphere.
The brocade flowers grown in the pen are bigger and more fragrant.
Is this two in one?
Is this still possible?
He had never seen this situation before, or it had never happened before.
"It could be two in one."
Dong Gonglan pondered for a while and said, she also felt it vaguely.
"Still not enough!"
Feng Qingyan glanced at the magic pen in his hand and shook his head.
Bubbles appeared again around Shenlai Lake, floating lights passed by in bursts, and countless glimpses appeared and disappeared into Feng Qingyan's right hand again.
And at this time.
Dong Gonglan and others were even more surprised when they saw the shadow book in the pavilion. They were not sure what was happening in front of them.
Yingshu couldn't help but ask: "Yun Zhongjun, what is Junzi doing? The first time the flash of light appeared, a magic pen appeared in Junzi's hand, but the second and third time it appeared, why was there still only one?
A stroke of genius?"
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was shocked inside.
He suspected that Canonization was the god of Yunmengze.
Otherwise, why is this possible?
Not only can the Divine Pen appear in the world, but also the three Divine Pens can be combined into one?
The three-in-one magic pen is by no means comparable to three magic pens.
He didn't want to pay attention to Yingshu, a child who couldn't speak. This silly child talked a lot.
When Yun Zhongjun marveled at the arrival of three gods in one, Feng Qingyan shook his head and said: "Not enough."
The sound of "not enough" fell on everyone's ears like thunder.
This is not enough. How much is enough?
Yun Zhongjun really wants to ask, after all, each person can only take three at most.
In fact, as far as he knew, he seemed to be the only one in the world who had taken away three magic pens.
At this moment, the fleeting image appeared again, and fell into Feng Qingyan's right hand for the fourth time, but Feng Qingyan still couldn't say enough.
not enough!
not enough!
not enough!
God comes to the pavilion.
Yingshu's ears seemed to be a little numb.
Yun Zhongjun, on the other hand, had an expressionless face. Every time he said "not enough" and the flash of light that appeared after "not enough" was like a slap in the face.
This must be at least dozens of slaps.
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan's brows also wrinkled slightly.
After all, even after he said it dozens of times, the magic pen still appeared one at a time, just like squeezing out toothpaste.
He was a little dry when he spoke.
"not enough--"
Seal Qingyan Road.
And Yingshu caught a lake fish at some point and grilled it on the platform in front of Shenlai Pavilion.
The little lady from Xihe squatted together, eagerly watching the grilled fish.
"Little Miss Shadow Book, why is it that your Majesty's words are not enough? You don't say anything else? Or just say one sentence, and come all."
Qing Mang was a little confused and said, it sounded a little tired.
Are you feeling more tired now that you are talking?
"Who knows? Maybe the magic pen can only appear once in this world."
The shadow book was spinning the grilled fish, and then he was amazed. After all, hundreds of magical pens fused together, how powerful must this be?
She seemed to have changed when she saw Yun Zhongjun...
Ha ha--
She wanted to laugh.
"Then I'm really tired of shouting. I don't know how many magic pens there are. You won't have to shout for several days, right?"
Qing Mang asked curiously.
"Isn't this possible?" Yingshu was stunned for a moment and said, "If the call lasts for several days, it will require tens of thousands of magical brushes? Tens of thousands of magical brushes will be fused together. How powerful will it be? One stroke after another,
Wouldn’t heaven and earth be split into two?”
Every time a gentleman says "not enough", it takes about one breath.
It takes about twelve or three breaths from the moment the glimmer of light appears to the moment it lands in the hands of the gentleman. According to the current frequency mentioned by the gentleman, the interval between the two is about twenty breaths.
Seven thousand two hundred breaths an hour.
So, now nearly an hour has passed, the gentleman is still saying "not enough" in the lake, and the magic pen appears for the 300th time.
Without stopping, I would probably draw nearly 4,000 magic pens a day.
Shortly after.
While Yingshu and the little lady Xihe were eating grilled fish, they looked at the gentleman and said "not enough", their ears were a little calloused.
"Ah, I can't stand it anymore."
Two hours later, Ying Shu covered his ears and said, pulling the little lady Xihe and hiding out.
Soon after, Dong Gong Lan saw that even Yunzhong Jun could not bear to leave, so she finally walked out of Shen Lai Pavilion.
But Feng Qingyan was upset and helpless.
He shouted for several hours, his mouth was really dry, and his throat was a little hoarse. However, he couldn't stop, lest he start over, or even fail.
This is a stroke of genius...
He felt that it was indeed a dreamy shadow of the mother pen.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, there are endless magical pens, and it is impossible to obtain them all.
Although the Magic Pen in his hand seems to be superimposed with hundreds of Magic Pens, the power is not hundreds of times...
In fact, what he needs is probably the mother pen.
However, the mother pen did not appear and refused to fall into his hands.
Therefore, even if he keeps talking, the power of countless magical pens stacked together is still not enough.
He needs to obtain the mother pen to draw the connecting bridge.
But how to get the mother pen?
"not enough!"
At this time, Feng Qingyan simply took back his right hand. After holding it for several hours, it was almost stiff, and said: "Even if you create countless magical pens, it is still not enough. What I need is the mother pen."
However, glimpses are still appearing, and it seems that the speed is faster.
It's a pity that Feng Qingyan didn't pick it up, it would be useless.
But when he didn't answer, the fleeting image didn't appear again and disappeared in an instant.
Feng Qingyan was not in a hurry. After all, it was useless to continue. He might as well think of another way to get the mother pen.
Shadow Book, Dong Gonglan and others seemed to hear Junzi finally stop.