"Is this a fluctuation caused by a breakthrough in cultivation?"
"That's for sure!"
"But the calligrapher has been studying calligraphy, and the warrior's cultivation has not improved for ten years. How could it happen today..."
"Can't you see it yet?
This is the result of observing that man’s calligraphy!”
"What kind of profound meaning does this word contain, so that it can sublimate the calligrapher's state of mind and cultivation at the same time?"
"But why can't I see the reason?"
"Maybe it's because our eyes are too superficial that we can't understand the profound meaning!"
As the air wave flew away, the academy disciples not far away finally realized what was happening.
For a moment, they looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a god, full of endless reverence.
Because the calligrapher himself is a master of calligraphy, he usually claims to be second, but no one dares to say he is first.
However, over the years, Zuo Yi's cultivation has made no progress.
On the contrary, just observing this mysterious man's handwriting can help him achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation.
What is this concept?
This can only prove that the profound meaning contained in the word "sword" far exceeds the Calligraphy Sage's own calligraphy. Otherwise, how could the Calligraphy Sage's cultivation be achieved in an instant?
"I am really ashamed of myself for being a fool in front of the Master of Books!"
Seeing Zuo Yi's cultivation stabilized, Ye Chen said this at the right time.
Zuo Yi's body trembled, and he hurriedly bowed deeply to Ye Chen, saying sincerely: "Thank you, senior, for clearing up the confusion!"
"I'm not a senior, I'm just a young boy from the Southern Region, not worth mentioning!"
Ye Chen waved his hand.
The reason why he did not say his name, but pointed out that he was from the Southern Territory intentionally or unintentionally, was already obvious.
If he wants to turn the rumors into prophecies, he must gradually attract the attention of those who want to find out Nan Lang's identity.
Only by brewing the momentum to the extreme can the best effect be achieved.
"Are you from the Southern Territory?"
The calligrapher said in surprise: "May I ask your surname?"
"As I said just now, I'm just a nobody, not worth mentioning, so don't ask the scribe!"
Not wanting to continue on this topic, Ye Chen made a "please" gesture to Zuo Yi again, "It's your turn now. I also want to witness the magic of Calligraphy Saint's calligraphy?"
"My calligraphy?"
Zuo Yi blushed and said calmly: "To be honest, compared with your calligraphy, I really feel inferior to you, so I won't humiliate myself!"
These words are not words of humility, but words from the bottom of my heart.
Because in front of the word "sword" named Ye Chen, not only could he not find any flaws, but the more he looked at it, the more unfathomable it became.
He believed that even if he were in the best condition, he would not be able to write such profound words.
"The scribe is too modest!"
Ye Chen smiled and said: "I am just a junior, so I am truly honored to receive such praise from the calligraphy sage!"
"but……"
He changed the topic and said: "Since the calligrapher doesn't want to write, I won't force myself!"
“Thank you for your understanding!”
Zuo Yi smiled in shame at first, and then asked curiously: "May I ask who your master is?
Where did it come from in the Southern Region?
Your calligraphy seems to be very different from orthodox calligraphy, but it is more subtle. I wonder if you can satisfy my curiosity?"
"Sorry, the reason why I came here wearing a mask is because I don't want to be too high-profile, so as not to be disturbed by common things!"
The goal has been achieved. Ye Chen stopped lingering and hugged Zuo Yi, "I still have something to do. If there is nothing else, I will leave first!"
"etc!"
He was about to soar into the sky when Zuo Yi grabbed him.
"May I ask what else the calligrapher has to teach you?"
Ye Chen pretended to be surprised.
Zuo Yi looked a little embarrassed.
But after careful consideration, he still bit the bullet and said: "Your calligraphy is a stroke of genius. If I can exchange more calligraphy experiences with you in the future, it will definitely be of great benefit, so..."
He took a deep breath and stared at Ye Chen with burning eyes, "Even if you don't want to show off, can you quietly tell me where I live so that I can visit you in the future!"
Seeing the embarrassment in Ye Chen's eyes, he hurriedly added: "Don't worry, I can swear here that I will never tell a third person your address. Even if I visit in the future, I will only go alone!"
"
"That's...okay!"
Under the other party's repeated pleas, Ye Chen had to pretend to be reluctant and said: "Since the Book Sage is so sincere, why not give me a piece of your soul jade. If I have time, I will break the soul jade. When the time comes,
You can follow the trail and find it at any time!"
"So good, so good!"
Zuo Yi was overjoyed and hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch the space bracelet.
"Woo!"
A dim light appeared, and a large handful of soul jade appeared in his hand.
The reason why he took out so much in a hurry was because he felt that it was a great honor for him to get Ye Chen's permission.
At this moment, he just wanted to give all the soul jade to Ye Chen, and then crush a piece of soul jade if the other party had something to do, so that he could go and ask for calligraphy lessons immediately.
After all, compared with Ye Chen's calligraphy, he felt like a beginner.
The difference in calligraphy between the two is completely different.
"One piece is enough!"
Ye Chen smiled awkwardly, then took a piece of soul jade from the opponent's hand, put it into his own space bracelet, and immediately rose into the sky.
"When you are free, please remember to crush the soul jade. No matter what I am busy with, I will definitely drop everything and come here!"
Seeing that Ye Chen was about to leave, Zuo Yi panicked even more and hurriedly shouted a reminder.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do it when I have time!"
After leaving such a specious guarantee, Ye Chen stopped lingering and sped off.
But in just two breaths, it turned into a tiny point of light and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"A stroke of genius, really a stroke of genius!"
Watching Ye Chen go away, Zuo Yicai turned his attention back to the word "sword".
The more immersed he was in watching, the more deeply shocked he was.
The surrounding academy disciples finally realized it and surrounded him from all directions.
"Master Shusheng, does this word really have a very high artistic conception?"
"Can you also ask the disciples to come forward and observe?"
"Why don't you put it on display in the hall of the academy? Maybe more people can benefit from it!"
Hearing this, Zuo Yi no longer cared about looking carefully, and put it into his space bracelet as if snatching it away. Then he glanced at the surrounding academy disciples as if to guard against thieves, "Let's all go, there's nothing to see, this word
It was given to me by that fellow Taoist. If you accidentally break it or leave even the slightest stain on it due to your carelessness, it would be an unforgivable blasphemy!"
With that said, he left here as if he was running away.
The character left by Ye Chen just now may be just an ordinary character for those who don't know calligraphy.
But for a master of calligraphy like him, it is better than any rare treasure in the world.