Feng Zhitong's words also meant what the others meant, and they all nodded in agreement, full of expectations.
Feng Zhitong seemed to be afraid that Yang Haoran would misunderstand, and then explained: "Master Yang, please don't misunderstand, we have no doubts about you.
It’s just that the realm you’re talking about is too profound for us to understand. If Master Yang doesn’t dislike it, can you help us and let us see the real masterpiece?”
Lin Baoguo seemed particularly sincere and bowed to Yang Haoran again.
"Master Yang, please make it happen."
Yang Haoran frowned slightly, and said with some embarrassment: "It's not impossible, but to write a true spirit, you can't do it in a flash. If you are not in a hurry, I can try to write one."
Everyone almost said in unison: "There is no rush, no rush, as long as we can see a truly excellent work, we are willing to wait as long as it takes."
"Okay, but I need to change to a quieter environment."
Feng Zhitong immediately stood up: "Why don't you ask Master Yang to move to Changning Academy, where the environment is quiet and no one will disturb you."
Seeing the eager eyes of the people around him, Yang Haoran was too embarrassed to refuse, so he could only agree to follow everyone to Changning Academy.
Changning Academy is also the headquarters of Huaiyuan City Calligraphy and Painting Association. It was originally transformed from a former garden.
Although it is located in the urban area, the environment is quiet and elegant, making it a good place for self-cultivation.
Ling Fusheng, who had just arrived, found out about this and strongly requested to go with him.
Just like that, forty minutes later, everyone appeared at Changning Academy.
The largest painting and calligraphy room was quickly cleared out under Feng Zhitong's arrangement.
The best pens, inks, paper and inkstones were placed on the clean and bright desk.
The calligraphers and painters headed by Feng Zhitong all formed a circle respectfully, leaving the centermost position vacant.
Yang Haoran stepped forward to the desk with a solemn look on his face.
A burst of true energy was induced by Yang Haoran from his Dantian, and then circulated throughout his body, putting Yang Haoran into a special state.
The whole person seems to be integrated into the heaven and earth, reaching the state of unity between heaven and man.
To really make calligraphy and painting appear spiritual, it goes beyond the scope of ordinary calligraphy and painting, and should actually be called Dao Bao.
In fact, rather than calling it calligraphy and painting, it is more appropriate to call it Taoist symbols.
The whole process is actually the process of making talismans and seals. You must concentrate all your energy and incorporate the energy of heaven and earth into the calligraphy and painting.
Only by hanging the calligraphy and painting in this way on the high hall can we ward off evil spirits and shock the ghosts and gods.
As Yang Haoran gradually entered the state, people around him also noticed something strange.
In everyone's perception, Yang Haoran seemed to have disappeared and merged with the entire world.
Even these people have some insights in this state and slowly reach a state of selflessness.
Everyone actually forgot the passage of time, and everyone felt an unprecedented ethereal tranquility in their hearts.
If you create in this state, you can definitely create super-level works.
After about half an hour, a breeze suddenly blew into the room.
What's especially weird is that the wind turned into a whirlpool and converged towards Yang Haoran's body.
Everyone was surprised, but they did not dare to say anything for fear of disturbing Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran then picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and dropped it towards the paper.
This time Yang Haoran wrote "Da Ying Ruochong", and all I saw was that the pen moved between dragons and snakes, and the sway was natural and natural. Book it
As he finished writing, a thunder suddenly fell from the sky outside, and a light seemed to shine in the room.
Everyone was awakened and came out of their selfless state.
Looking at Yang Haoran at this time, there were beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and he looked slightly tired.
Yang Haoran put down his pen and backed away slowly.
Everyone held their breath and gathered towards the desk, their eyes all falling on the calligraphy that Yang Haoran had just written.
Feng Zhitong's eyes fell on the four big characters, and he felt his mind was shaken, and the four big characters seemed to come alive.
Staring at him like a god, Feng Zhitong felt a sense of fear and a feeling of worship.
This calligraphy has completely broken away from the scope of calligraphy and painting, and has a direct impact on people's minds.
Not only Feng Zhitong, but others also felt the same way.
Some people even screamed and fainted after looking at it.
There was a panic in the painting and calligraphy room, and they quickly helped the unconscious man up.
"Hurry up and call the emergency number and send him to the hospital!"
When everyone was panicking, Yang Haoran walked over.
"Don't worry yet, I'll take a look."
Everyone looked surprised, Ling Fusheng said with emotion: "Everyone, please step aside. Master Yang's medical skills are by no means inferior to those of calligraphy and painting. They are the top level in China. My life was saved by Master Yang."
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Everyone was shocked, some of them knew what happened before Ling Fusheng, and they even exclaimed in surprise.
Ling Fusheng was once considered to be a mortal man, but he could be saved from such a serious condition. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was brought back to life.
So everyone stepped aside, and Yang Haoran knelt down and pressed his fingers on the unconscious man's vagina.
In just ten seconds, a humming sound was heard, and the unconscious man suddenly woke up.
Yang Haoran then helped the man up and handed him over to others to take care of him.
Then he explained: "This calligraphy can actually be called a Taoist talisman, which has the power to drive away evil spirits. This gentleman's physical weakness is the reason why the evil energy is too strong, so he was shocked and fell into coma.
After this, I still need to take care of myself, and it won’t be a big deal.”
Everyone was extremely surprised, and when they looked at the large characters again, they were filled with awe.
As the president of Huaiyuan City Calligraphy and Painting Association, Feng Zhitong was very excited at this time, and his body started to tremble involuntarily.
The way he looked at Yang Haoran again changed from the initial admiration to an almost pious fanaticism.
He seemed to be struggling, but his eyes finally became firm.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Feng Zhitong knelt down in front of Yang Haoran without hesitation.
"Student Feng Zhitong pays homage to Master Yang. He is willing to be your disciple and listen to your teachings. I ask Master Yang to help you!"
Yang Haoran quickly helped Feng Zhitong up.
"How can this work? If it spreads, wouldn't it make people laugh? That's good. If you really want to learn, feel free to raise your doubts.
But whatever I know, I will tell you everything."
Feng Zhitong, on the other hand, had a determined look on his face: "There is a saying that learning has no predecessors, and those who have mastered it are teachers. Master Yang's attainments are infinitely greater than mine. It is an honor for me to be able to be your disciple, and it is definitely not a joke!"
Yang Haoran frowned slightly, and seeing that others also wanted to follow suit, he quickly said: "Okay, I will agree, but this is just one example!"
