He put down his pen and said to the distant sky, "Since we are of the same mind, why don't we sit down and talk about the essence of calligraphy?"
After hearing this, all the disciples who were looking forward to it were all astonished.
There is no one in the distance in the sky!
Who is the calligrapher Zuo Yi talking to?
Even if someone was really peeping in the distance, how did the calligrapher Zuo Yi find out that he was also a member of the same group?
"I heard that the calligrapher's penmanship has reached the pinnacle and is superb. I originally just wanted to observe it from a distance, but I never thought that the calligrapher would discover it!"
A loud, thunderous laughter came from the distant sky.
However, he never showed up.
"Before the pen is moved, the words are formed first. This is the highest state of calligraphy!"
The Calligraphy Saint Zigu said to the distant sky: "You are able to influence my mind-forming words through your thoughts when my state of mind is stable, which is enough to prove that you are also a master of calligraphy!"
He stood up and made a "please" gesture to the distant sky, "Please show up and see me!"
"But flying is prohibited over your academy. If I have to walk, I'm afraid it will take a long time to arrive!"
The majestic voice just now came from the distance.
"No problem!"
The calligrapher Zuo Yi shook his head, "It's rare to meet a master of calligraphy like you. In the name of the academy, I, Zuo Yi, will make an exception for you!"
"Thanks then!"
That majestic voice continued to come.
At the same time, there was only a scream of "whoosh", and a point of light shot from the distant sky.
The speed was so fast that everyone only saw a long scratch in the sky. After just two breaths, the light spot stopped above everyone's heads.
The light faded away, revealing a figure.
Wearing a black robe and a mask on his face, his true face cannot be seen clearly.
But judging from his body shape, he should be a man.
"Is this the master of calligraphy that the calligraphy master calls him?"
"Who is he, and why can he be so impressed by the Book Sage before we even meet him?"
"Could he really be so far away and use his thoughts to influence the calligraphy written by the calligrapher?"
Seeing the person slowly descending from the sky, all the disciples in the academy not far away were surprised.
Of course, no one dared to step forward to question or stop him.
After all, the other party was personally invited by the Book Sage Zuo Yi, and the fact that he was willing to make an exception to the no-fly ban over the academy for him was enough to prove how much the Book Sage valued the visitor.
"May I ask your name?"
The calligrapher bowed his hands to the visitor, his attitude was quite polite and courteous.
But the visitor waved his hand, "A nobody, not worth mentioning, so don't mention it!"
With that said, the visitor walked into the pavilion in a familiar manner, sat down opposite Zuo Yi, the calligrapher, and pointed out: "If your guess is correct, the calligrapher wants to write the word 'cloud', is that correct or not?"
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"You can even see this?"
Calligraphy Saint Zuo Yi exclaimed in surprise, "You are indeed a member of the same profession. It seems that you are quite accomplished in calligraphy!"
"I am over-flattered!"
The person who came showed off and said very humbly.
This person is naturally Ye Chen!
The reason why he wore a mask and appeared in such a high-profile manner was naturally to shock everyone.
And he came to the calligrapher Zuo Yi specifically in order to turn the rumors into prophecies little by little.
Only by constantly causing shock and convincing people that this mysterious "Nanlang" really has the ability to change the world will everyone be convinced of the oracle.
Only if everyone believes this can his plan truly succeed.
As for the reason why he knew in advance that Zuo Yi was going to write the word "cloud".
Conclusions drawn from observations!
What a person wants to do will be reflected in advance in his movements, expressions, and every subtle movement.
And through the observation just now, coupled with the accurate judgment of the Enlightenment System, he could naturally guess what words the other party wanted to calligraphy and painting the moment before Zuo Yi started writing.
As for the so-called thought induction, he uses the Enlightenment System and then transmits it to the other party through his own soul fluctuations, causing resonance and thus attracting the other party's attention.
It's just that because other people don't understand this, they find it mysterious and mysterious.
People in the world are always like this. When faced with many things that they cannot understand, they will always subconsciously make them infinitely mysterious and powerful.
In fact, once you understand it, that's all.
"It's rare to meet someone like you. Since you're here, why don't we learn from each other?"
Zuo Yi's face was filled with eagerness, as if he also wanted to see the calligraphy of Ye Chen, a master of calligraphy.
"Isn't this...not good?"
Ye Chen pretended to be modest, "Calligraphy, a mysterious and mysterious technique, should be used to cultivate sentiments and improve your mood, and should not be used to compare with others!"
After a pause, he added: "What's more, I'm just here to observe the handwriting of the calligrapher, and I have no intention of comparing myself with it!"
The more he behaves like this, the more he will arouse the calligrapher Zuo Yi's desire to compare.
"That's wrong. In any skill, there should be a distinction between superior and inferior. If there is no comparison, how can you discover your own shortcomings?"
Zuo Yi retorted logically: "And if you don't discover your own flaws and shortcomings, how can you push yourself to a higher level?"
In addition to the calligrapher Zuo Yi, all the disciples of the academy present also started to persuade him.
"Everyone, please show me your calligraphy!"
“We are all looking forward to it!”
"The calligrapher is right, without comparison, you can't find your own shortcomings!"
"We all want to see what's so brilliant about your calligraphy and why you get so much attention from the calligraphy sages!"
Under so many calls, Ye Chen pretended to be reluctant: "If that's the case, then I'll be embarrassed!"
Then, he pointed to the pen and ink in front of him, "Can I borrow the pen and ink?"
"Of course, please help yourself!"
Zuo Yi nodded.
Ye Chen didn't waste any more time, picked up the pen, closed his eyes again and pondered for a while, and then wrote a word at an extremely fast speed.
sword!
As soon as this word came out, the whole place fell silent.
Because this word, at first glance, seems to be written casually, but upon closer inspection, one finds that each stroke, and even every tiny ink, seems to contain endless profound meanings, making people unable to extricate themselves from it.
Not only the academy disciples not far away, but also the calligrapher Zuo Yi looked at it, mesmerized.
In their eyes, the word "sword" seemed to come alive, turning into a huge sword that could split the sky and split the earth. It was majestic, heavy and powerful.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a strong wave suddenly spread out from Shu Sheng Zuo Yi's body.
Like a violent tsunami, it rushed in all directions, knocking a group of academy disciples not far away who were fascinated by the incident and knocked them around.