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Chapter 654 The leader of the heartache

Northwest of Yuseong.

In an open valley dozens of miles away, there is a courtyard.

The courtyard faces south and has more than ten houses. There are many flowers, plants and trees planted in the courtyard, which looks very elegant.

In a craftsman's room on the left side of the yard, the leader is patiently polishing the inkstone.

This square inkstone is not a precious inkstone and looks a bit rough, but he is concentrating on polishing it without any impatience.

More than an hour later.

The inkstone was finally polished. The leader picked up the inkstone and looked at it while saying: "This black stone is made of siliceous clay slate. There are a large number of wrinkles and nodules on the surface. It is rare to find large, smooth and flawless black stones."

, it is very difficult to polish. In addition, it is not resistant to heat and will become brittle when exposed to sunlight..."

"If that's the case, why do you still need to make it into an inkstone?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

At this time, he was looking at the polished inkstones on the shelf.

The inkstones on the shelf are mainly simple and elegant in style, either blue, dark green, or pure ink.

It fits his aesthetic perfectly.

The leader smiled when he heard the words, poured some water into the inkstone, and said: "If it can be polished carefully, it can produce a bright black luster, with a quiet moistness that other inkstones do not have. Of course, if there is no meticulous polishing by the craftsmen, it will not be the same."

It will not become a good inkstone. No matter what kind of inkstone it is, only by spending as much time as possible and polishing it carefully and slowly can it show its best appearance."

Feng Qingyan nodded and picked up a sky-blue inkstone on the shelf to look at.

"This kind of black stone, if you are not careful, it will be over-polished or the inkstone will be broken." The leader removed the water in the inkstone and polished it again. "If cracks or defects are found, the inkstone must be removed first.

Cracks and incomplete areas are removed, and then the wrinkled and convex layers are gradually cut and peeled off.”

"In this way, it will slowly become a round ball."

The leader looked at it while polishing it, and said from time to time: "The best part of an inkstone is the smooth stone core left at the end."

"What I do is make full use of this pure and simple stone heart to dig inkstones."

"The original shape of the inkstone determines the shape of the inkstone."

At this moment, the leader took an ink stick from his side and began to sharpen it with even force, slowly and moderately, and said: "When you go to the mountain to select inkstones, you need to touch them carefully and knock them carefully to identify which one is a good inkstone. And here.

When polished, the inkstone will also make sounds, gradually revealing its inner shape. Only works that obey the heart of the inkstone can echo in people's hearts..."

After a while, he washed away the ink in the inkstone, touched it carefully with his fingertips, and said: "Polishing an ordinary inkstone will take about two to three days, depending on the size of the material."

"Two or three days?"

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said in surprise: "It takes so long?"

"Two or three days is a long time?" The leader suddenly smiled, shook his head and said, "The most taboo thing when polishing inkstones is impatience."

"What about polishing a Longyin Inkstone?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

At this time, the leader washed the polished black graphite inkstone, wiped off the water, put it on a shelf aside, and said: "The Dragon Yin Inkstone is famous all over the world for its solid, smooth, delicate and delicate stone.

The Yin Inkstone grinds the ink without stagnation, produces the ink quickly, the ink produced is fine and smooth, the writing is smooth without any damage, and the color of the handwriting remains unchanged for a long time.”

"Whether it is a hot summer or a severe winter, if you press the center of the inkstone with your hand, the center of the inkstone will be blue and dark green, and the water will not dry out for a long time, so there is a saying of breathing in to grind the ink."

At this moment, the leader took out a simple and elegant box from the shelf on the other side, opened it and saw a dragon inkstone about six or seven inches long.

There was a silky sound of dragon roar coming out.

He took out the Longyin Inkstone and breathed into the center of the inkstone, which immediately became moist.

"The Longyin Inkstone is indeed the best inkstone in the world." The leader sighed and couldn't put it down. "It takes at least ten days to polish such a Dragonyin Inkstone. Maybe other inkstones can be made faster.

But Long Yin Inkstone is not so fast..."

"More than ten days?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. Wouldn't it take longer to polish the three-foot-long Longyin Inkstone?

He doesn't have time to wait three to five months.

"Longyin Stone is dense, solid, tender, delicate, as warm as jade, with the characteristics of softness and hardness. It is like a child's skin when pressed, silent when rubbed, and does not store water..."

The leader was still sighing, seemingly very satisfied with the Longyin Inkstone he had polished.

"Master, how long does it take to polish a three-foot-long Dragon Inkstone?"

Feng Qingyan pondered and asked.

"Does being a saint really require polishing a three-foot long dragon inkstone?"

The leader looked at Feng Qingyan, and he really couldn't figure out what to do with polishing the three-foot-long Longyin Inkstone. Isn't this a waste? After seeing Feng Qingyan nodded, he didn't ask further why he wanted to polish the three-foot-long Longyin Inkstone. He pondered for a while and said:

"It will take at least a year."

"One year?"

Feng Qingyan was shocked.

He guessed that it would take three to five months, but who knew it would take a year.

"Is the canonization urgently needed?"

The leader was a little surprised, so he put the Longyin Inkstone away and put it back on the shelf.

"Of course, the faster, the better."

Seal Qingyan Road.

"If you want to polish a perfect Dragon Roar Inkstone, you really can't rush it. You need water grinding." The leader shook his head, and did not think about why the saint had to use it in a hurry. He said: "If such a good Dragon Roar Inkstone is polished, it will be damaged."

What a pity.”

"Master, what if you just polish the center of the inkstone?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Only polish the heart of the inkstone?"

The leader was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.

"Just polish a recess that can hold ink, and there is no need to polish the rest." Feng Qingyan thought for a while and looked at the leader with some expectancy. After all, waiting for a year is a long time.

"Is that so-"

The leader frowned and thought about it, and said, "It's not impossible, but it will take a month."

"Then just polish the center of the inkstone."

Seal Qingyan Road.

"Don't you think about canonization anymore?"

The leader's face was full of regret when he heard this. After all, it is a three-foot-square top-quality Dragon Song Stone, but only one recess has been polished. Is this something that everyone can bear with an inkstone?

How can this demonstrate his ingenious craftsmanship?

Feng Qingyan probably guessed what the leader was thinking. After all, he was a master of inkstone making. Who wouldn’t want to create a peerless inkstone?

"Please forgive me, Master."

Feng Qingyan bowed apologetically.

The leader smiled bitterly and said without saying anything more, "Then let's start now."

Feng Qingyan looked around. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear. The inkstone room was too small to fit his three-foot long dragon's chant stone.

The leader smiled, walked out of the inkstone room, came to an open courtyard, and said, "Just here."

Feng Qingyan nodded and released the three-foot Dragon Song Stone.

When the leader saw the three-foot-long Longming Stone again, he was still amazed and felt a little regretful.

Such a superb dragon chanting stone only has a concave surface polished?

He really couldn't stand it.

He is heartbroken!

At this moment, he looked at Feng Qingyan eagerly and said: "Fengsheng, this is a rare dragon chant stone that has been rare for thousands of years. Can you really bear to polish only one recess? Like this..."

Feng Qingyan really couldn't stand the leader's gaze, so he had to change his words: "Then, half a year."

"Half a year?"

The leader's eyes lit up, and his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he said: "It's a deal to be canonized."

"Well……"

Feng Qingyan suddenly realized that he seemed to have been fooled, and said: "Half a year."

"In half a year..."

The leader stared at the Dragon Song Stone, and various plans came to mind, but he felt that there was still not enough time.

At this moment, he was walking around the Dragon Song Stone, observing and analyzing it carefully.

What should it be made into?

At this time, all his thoughts were focused on the Dragon Song Stone. He didn't know when Feng Qingyan would leave. Although after a few hours, he designed a good style, he was still not satisfied. After all, it was three feet tall.

The top-quality Dragon Song Stone should be perfect.

There must be no flaws at all.

and.

Half a year is still not enough, unless a few people join forces...

In front of the Dragon Roar Stone, after much thought, the leader finally decided to work together to polish the Dragon Roar Stone. After all, a perfect Dragon Roar Inkstone is always better than an unfinished Dragon Roar Inkstone.

At this moment, he was heartbroken and called to Da Sikong, the Young Master of Ceremonies and the Master of Shuyi Mountain.

These three people are all Confucian ink stone masters.

When the three received the letter, they were all a little surprised and hurried to the leader's courtyard.

In front of the courtyard, the three of them met, and they were even more surprised. They didn't know why the leader summoned them.

Da Sikong is an old man who looks very kind. He is Helianshan's grandfather.

The young master of ceremony is middle-aged, has a dark face, and looks very majestic.

The Master of Calligraphy Mountain is also an image of an old man.

"Come in, I'm in the Yanyuan."

The leader said calmly.

When the three of them heard this, they immediately walked to the Inkstone Courtyard.

Before they reached the inkstone courtyard, they heard bursts of dragon roars, and they were all surprised.

"Dragon chanting stone?"

The Master of Calligraphy Mountain said with joy and sped up his steps.

Da Sikong and Shao Lizhu also walked quickly. When the three of them walked into the inkstone courtyard and saw a three-foot-high Dragon Song Stone, they were immediately stunned.

The dragons roared and roared, and the dragons soared into the sky.

It took several breaths for them to come back to their senses.

"Is there such a top-quality dragon chanting stone in this world?" Da Sikong said in shock. He walked forward quickly and looked up at the circling dragons. "There are at least three hundred mist dragons. It is simply unimaginable."

"Three feet square, rare for thousands of years!"

The main road of Shuyi Mountain.

Although the young ceremony master remained silent, he was also shocked by the dragon chanting stone.

Although many people have already known about Feng Qingyan's visit to the Holy Land, only the Great Benevolent Master, the Great Righteous Master, the Great Li Master, Wu Mo and the Cult Leader know about it.

At this moment, they were naturally shocked when they saw the three-foot-long Dragon Song Stone.

"Master, where can you find such a superb Dragon Song Stone?"

The Master of Calligraphy Mountain asked curiously.

Both Da Sikong and Young Master Li looked curiously.

"This Dragon's Roar Stone was found at the Consecration Hall." The leader retracted his gaze and said, "However, the Confessor wanted to polish this Dragon's Roar Stone into a Dragon's Roar Inkstone, but he only had half a year. Therefore, he summoned you.

Come and polish the Dragon Roar Stone together to make a perfect Dragon Roar Inkstone."

"Only one dragon chant inkstone?" The young master frowned and said, "Master, this dragon chant stone is three feet square. How many dragon chant inkstones can be made?"

"That's right. Why would a saint make such a big inkstone?"

Da Sikong said in confusion.

"This canonization is pure nonsense."

The Master of Calligraphy Mountain scolded.

"This is the dragon's chant stone that canonize the saint. You can do whatever the saint wants."

The leader said.

The three of them just frowned and said nothing.

However, they still couldn't figure out why the three-foot-square Longyin Stone could only be used as an inkstone?

Why should such a superb Dragon Song Stone be wasted in such a way?

"Master, are you really only making one inkstone?" Da Sikong was silent for a while and said, "Don't you want to persuade me? If you only make dozens of inkstones, I can understand it, but one..."

"This is such a waste of resources!"

The Master of Calligraphy Mountain said heartbrokenly.

"Where is the canonization? I'll go look for the canonization and persuade you."

Young Master said.

The leader frowned and said: "Only one inkstone is made for canonization, so there is a reason for canonization."

"All right."

Da Sikong said helplessly.

"well--"

The master of Shuyi Mountain sighed, this is simply a waste of treasure.

"I know you are heartbroken, but Feng Sheng can only make one ink inkstone. If Feng Sheng could change his mind, he would have changed it long ago. Moreover, Feng Sheng must have his reasons. We just need to polish it.

Just make a perfect inkstone."

The leader said.

"What else can we do?" the master of Shuyi Mountain said.

But then, the four of them began to argue endlessly about what style to make the three-foot long dragon's chant stone.

All four of them are inkstone makers and each has his or her own style.

Since everyone is personally involved in making inkstones, they naturally want to polish them according to their own style and the style they like...

For example.

Shaoli mainly made the three-foot dragon chant stone into a tripod-shaped inkstone.

The big Sikong is in the style of a small bridge and flowing water, and the dragon's chanting stone is woven into the sky, which has the artistic conception of a water-moon cave. The master of the calligraphy mountain needs to be polished into the shape of a mountain of books, and multiple small inkstones are carved out on the main inkstone.



Naturally, the simpler and more plain the leader is, the better.

One day passed in the blink of an eye.

None of the four could convince the four, and they all advocated their own style and style.

At this time, the leader suddenly regretted it.

"no!"

In the inkstone courtyard, Da Sikong shouted loudly, "Have you ever seen a tripod-shaped inkstone? A tripod-shaped inkstone is not suitable for grinding ink and writing at all. It's just nonsense!"

"Hmph! Your little bridges and flowing water, your watery moon caves, and even more random things!"

The young master scolded him with a stern face.

"Haha, I don't know what you are thinking in your head? How dare you say that you are an expert in making inkstones?" The calligraphy mountain master sneered, "You don't have the slightest sense of aesthetics, what kind of messy styles have you designed? Look at me.

"There is a road to the mountain of books"..."

"Oh, you have the nerve to say that? Why is there a road in Shushan? If the Longyin Stone is dug into holes, does that mean there is a road in Shushan?"

Da Sikong glared angrily.

The leader looked at the sky speechlessly and really wanted to drive them out.

We have been fighting for two days, but we have not yet come up with a plan that everyone agrees with. If we continue to fight like this, we will not be able to complete it even if it takes half a year, let alone one year.

Soon after, the leader had no choice but to use his power to force them to obey.

But the three of them were not convinced and sneered at the leader.

strike!






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