Hongchenhai City is located on the west coast of Konglai Island. There are many strange rocks, the sea breeze is gentle, and there are many monks coming and going. Many of them are great saint-level figures and come from all the worlds.
The Tiandu Holy Market in the Realm of Truth is also considered a first-class large-scale mutual market. However, because the monks who practice in the Realm of Truth are not too high, the grade of treasures that appear on the market are not as good as those in the Red Dust Sea Market.
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Shu Yong was a man who kept his word. He actually erected a long flag in an open space in Hongchenhai City, with dragons and phoenixes flying on it, writing: "To walk in the world, you need to protect yourself, and a war sticks to the world."
Next to the long banner, a table was set up.
Take out the Divine Fox Purple Hair Pen, Divine Wood White Cloud Paper, Divine Crystal Dragon Pattern Inkstone, and Kirin Black Blood Ink.
Zhang Ruochen stood nearby, looking at the good things he took out, and said with questioning eyes: "None of the things you have can be bought with the Holy Stone."
"All the money is here!"
Shu Yong smiled and raised the Divine Fox Purple Hair Brush. In an instant, his whole temperament changed drastically, as if he was possessed by Confucian Ancestor. The tip of the brush was in line with the rules of heaven and earth, and the holy light flowed between his fingers.
The moment the pen tip touches the paper, all the rules around it come together.
"Swish."
In an instant, the first war post was completed.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands to hold up the paper, and found that the paper had actually weighed eight thousand kilograms. Looking at it, he saw an awe-inspiring righteousness coming towards him, containing a surge of fighting spirit.
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth." Zhang Ruochen thought.
Five words.
Each word weighs 1,600 kilograms.
Shu Yong said quite proudly: "Brother Shu, what do you think of my words?"
"The word is a good word. The power of the war sticker is also extraordinary. Once activated and fired, the burst of awe-inspiring righteousness can pose a considerable threat to the great sage of the immortal realm. If such a war sticker can have tens of thousands
It's like having thousands of troops in hand." Zhang Ruochen kept nodding.
Shu Yong saw that the other party was just praising the power of Zhan Tie, but it was as if he could not see the beauty of calligraphy, the attainment of words, and the charm contained in the glyphs.
He secretly guessed that perhaps his calligraphy skills were too high and far better than his own, so he ignored this, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Could it be that his title as the best calligrapher in the world is just a name given to him and is just a compliment from others?
Shu Yong said: "Where can I write tens of thousands of posts? First of all, the materials used in each post are very precious and valuable. Secondly, when writing a post, you also need to condense your spiritual power and awe-inspiring righteousness into the words.
Not to mention tens of thousands of posts, writing dozens or hundreds of posts a day would be exhausting."
"It's a pity that few monks buy pure calligraphy. Only this kind of war stickers are bought by many monks."
"Brother Shu, what do you think of this post, pricing a sacred stone? Is it too high?"
"A sacred stone? You, the most powerful person in the book world, wrote a war post and sold it for just a sacred stone. It's such a loss of value!" Zhang Ruochen shook his head repeatedly.
Shu Yong was shocked, one sacred stone is still low?
One sacred stone is equivalent to a billion sacred stones, which can be used to purchase a first-level life planet.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the war post again, shook his head, and said: "I am full of righteousness, but unfortunately I don't have enough fighting spirit. It is reasonable to sell a sacred stone. How about I write another sentence on it?"
After listening to this, Shu Yong was overjoyed: "Great, I can finally see Brother Shu's calligraphy skills."
Hearing his words, Zhang Ruochen felt a little embarrassed and regretted what he just said.
What if your identity is exposed?
With Zhang Ruochen's mental strength, even if he doesn't practice calligraphy diligently, the words he writes will definitely be at the master level.
However, after experiencing Nalan Danqing's blow to his musical attainments, Zhang Ruochen already understood that his level was far from enough in front of a real master.
Writing in front of Shu Yong will definitely expose all the flaws.
Looking at Shu Yong's expectant eyes, Zhang Ruochen couldn't change his mind, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "I have to use another kind of ink."
Zhang Ruochen's fingers reached for the space ring.
In the ring, separate a part of the great sage's blood from the tarsal bones, condense it into an essence and blood ink block, take it out and put it on the table.
"Such a strong murderous aura, what kind of ink is this?"
Shu Yong stretched out his hand to take it, but Zhang Ruochen quickly stopped him and said: "Don't move, this thing is extremely evil and murderous. Be careful of it tainting your great righteousness."
After Zhang Ruochen studied the ink, he lifted the Shenhu Zihao pen and hung it above the white paper, pausing for a long time.
When Shu Yong just wrote "There is righteousness in heaven and earth", it triggered the rules of heaven and earth. Naturally, many monks sensed it and gathered here.
A great sage recognized Shu Yong's identity and whispered to the monks around him.
There are still many great sages who are interested in Yong Shusheng's calligraphy treasures. What's more, it is also a war sticker. It is also a good gift to buy it back and give it to the younger generations.
"Who is the Confucian monk standing with Yong Shusheng?"
"To be able to stand with the mediocre calligraphy sages, you must not be ordinary."
"Why haven't you started writing yet?"
"Yong Shusheng is known as the best calligrapher in the world. How easy is it to write another sentence on his battle post? First, you have to break the existing momentum of the battle post, and then integrate your own momentum. After writing, you have to let it go.
The two trends merge into one. Difficult! Difficult!"
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Of course Shu Yong also knew that this was difficult, but he believed in Shu Qianchi's accomplishments and was looking forward to it so much that he stared at the tip of the pen with bated breath.
"Song of Righteousness", after "the heaven and the earth have righteousness", is "mixed and endowed with manifolds".
He pondered over and over again in his mind, how would Shu Qianchi write these five characters? What kind of font would it be? What kind of charm can each stroke and every stroke express?
Finally, Zhang Ruochen started writing!
Zhang Ruochen stroked his pen sharply and incorporated Wuji's holy will into it. In an instant, his whole person was in harmony with the way of heaven. The rules of heaven and earth, and the holy energy of heaven and earth rushed towards the tip of his pen crazily.
All the monks who were watching, including Shu Yong, felt that the stars were changing, and the scene in front of them changed drastically, as if they were standing in the starry sky, and Zhang Ruochen was standing in the center of the starry sky.
The stars revolved around him, and the starlight fell on the paper.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen mobilized the original secret, turned his wrist, and dragged it out.
Suddenly, harsh sounds of fighting resounded in the starry sky, and there was the sound of swords piercing the sky, and the light of swords slashed at the moon.
There were monks with lower cultivation levels, whose souls were frightened by the sound of being killed. They fainted and fell to the ground with blood streaming from their ears.
Write four words in a row, all in one go.
All visions disappear and are hidden in words.
Shu Yong looked at the four words on the post, dumbfounded, and lost consciousness for a long time.
The monks who were watching all rushed forward and looked at the battle post carefully.
"I have murderous intent."
Four bloody words.
Just by looking at it, it felt like being pulled into a battlefield stained with blood, which sent chills down the spine and trembled in the holy soul. However, soon the aura erupting from the "heaven and earth are righteous" next to them dispersed this feeling.
Murderous aura can make people feel peaceful and return their souls to their proper place.
"How could it be these four words? How could it be...Tsk, tsk, I have murderous intent..." Shu Yong kept chanting.
Although Zhang Ruochen is not a master of calligraphy, these four characters are written by mobilizing the infinite sacred meaning and the original meaning. They are in line with the way of heaven and communicate with the origin, so they are naturally good.
"Sell me this murderous aura sticker and three sacred stones!" A great sage who was destined to die was offered the price.
Shu Yong cleared away all the distracting thoughts in his mind, revealed a happy face, and stared at Zhang Ruochen.
Someone actually offered me three sacred stones, how could I not be happy?
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "I won't sell less than a hundred sacred stones."
The great sage in the realm of eternal death was stunned and thought he was crazy!
A battle sticker can sell a sacred stone because of Yong Shusheng's reputation.
The reason why I spent three sacred stones to buy it is because this battle sticker is so special, with both righteousness and murderous intent coexisting, and it has a high value for enlightenment.
What Zhang Ruochen is thinking is that if he sells the Holy Blood of the Great Sage in the hell world, he can get ten sacred stones. He wants to buy his first calligraphy treasure for three sacred stones. What are he thinking?
"I'll buy one hundred sacred stones." A clear voice sounded.
In everyone's surprised eyes, a figure standing in the colorful holy light walked over. No one could see his face clearly, they could only see that he was wearing a Taoist robe.
Shu Yong saw the man's face clearly, his expression became condensed, and he said to himself: "It's him."
Zhang Ruochen naturally recognized the man in Taoist robes who walked up, but his expression did not change.
The man in the Taoist robe twisted up the war sticker, looked at it carefully, nodded repeatedly, and said: "Good calligraphy, really good calligraphy. The calligraphy of a mediocre calligrapher is more magical than a thousand years ago. I am afraid that I will use calligraphy to enter the divine realm in the future."
"This word "kill" is also very wonderful. It can really kill people."
The man in Taoist robes looked at Zhang Ruochen, his eyes seemed to be penetrating, and said: "Your Excellency, your purpose of coming to the Red Dust Conference is to kill people?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded, without denying it, and said, "Yes! I want to kill a few."
"Killing is not good after all. Maybe there are other ways to solve it."
"Killing is the most direct way after all."
The man in Taoist robes said without further words, "This battle sticker is not worth a hundred sacred stones, but it is different when you two work together to write it. I am afraid it will be difficult to have another one. Such a perfect sticker
, who knows what price it can be sold for in the future?”
He rolled up the war stickers, put down a hundred sacred stones, and left freely.
The onlookers all felt that it was unreal, as if they were in a dream, and then suddenly dispersed, spreading this strange news throughout the world of mortals.
"Who said it's hard to have a second one? Let's write the second one now." Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the direction Zhenyuan left, not sure if he saw any clues in the words. He couldn't recognize his identity, right?
Zhenyuan is an extraordinary genius of the Taoist lineage. When we meet again after a thousand years, he does not lose sight of everyone, but becomes even more extraordinary. He has a feeling of "a dragon hidden in the sea and a flying dragon in the sky".
In this hurry, it was difficult for Zhang Ruochen to see through him without mobilizing the power of his heart of truth.
Very remarkable.
"Brother Shu, do you write first or should I write first?" Shu Yong asked.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head, saying: "I won't write it anymore!"
"Why?" Shu Yong was puzzled.
Zhenyuan's words just now seemed to be a reminder, which made Zhang Ruochen wary and he didn't dare to write again, let alone let the words spread.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's too slow to make money by selling calligraphy!"
"But, we have already earned a hundred divine stones, which is not a small amount of money." Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It is indeed a small number."
Shu Yong corrected: "What I said is, it's not a small number."
"I have something better to sell, maybe it can be sold at a sky-high price." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Why didn't you say it earlier? Say it earlier! Why didn't you say it earlier?"
Shu Yong quickly put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. If there was a better way to earn sacred stones, who would be willing to sell calligraphy?
Calligraphy cannot be tarnished by such vulgar things as sacred stones!
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