It is better to travel thousands of miles than reading thousands of books. This is enough to show the importance of practicing cultivation. ≤≤point≤small≤says,

In terms of experience, Tang Yu is far superior to many scholars of his age. He has just entered the door of cultivation and should not encounter strong enemies one after another. This will be of great help to his practice.

However, his calligraphy cultivation is also quietly improving.

This progress lies in his calmer heart and more stable hands. He used to only focus on the techniques of writing, but now he can take care of the overall structure.

It is still "Yan Gong Duobao Tie", but now he can have a new understanding of the writing when writing every word he writes.

For monks in the epiphany, the four arts of cultivation are in their infancy. The calligraphy is copying, the painting is imitating, the chess is remembering, and the piano is smooth.

As for calligraphy, copying requires both body and spirit to be similar, which is a high level.

Tang Yu had only been able to understand the form when he practiced "Yan Gong Duobao Tie", but now he vaguely grasped the existence of his god.

Unnatural, he still uses those brushwork and techniques, but it is different when he uses calligraphy. He can vaguely feel that the magic power in his body is gradually recovering, the magic power is circulating, and the body is agitating. Each stroke is more powerful than before.

Especially when the tip of the pen is used, and the pen is opened and closed, there is a sudden feeling in my heart, and the momentum is like a cold plum blossom and a proud snow.

A cold plum tree stands alone in the cold wind, and I can't move you without any wind or rain.

The more Tang Yu fought, the stronger the feeling became, and the feeling in his chest suddenly seemed to spread throughout his body.

That tween suddenly made the body feel comfortable, and every pore seemed to be open, which was so comfortable.

On the other hand, the opponent, the girl in black robe, attacked with a storm, but forced Tang Yu to the door. Seeing that she had no way back, she found that she could no longer let her take a step back no matter how hard she tried.

She changed five techniques in a row, and the sound of the piano even became extremely high and exciting for a while. However, Tang Yu's pen seemed to have the power to turn decay into magic.

Whenever he encounters danger, he either lifts it gently, presses it heavily, or makes a clever turn, or turns the pen slightly.

These extremely subtle techniques can naturally inspire magical changes, and those zither blades, zither swords, zither arrows, which are either light or dark, are all dissolved and turned into vortexes of magic power.

Not only did it not hurt the opponent, it strengthened the opponent's strength.

The more she fought, the more annoyed she became, and she naturally felt anxious.

On the attic, the petite woman in black robe said coldly: "Yixiang, this is Wuling's 'Haoran Jing', and a magnificent aura in her heart. If you only stare at his calligraphy, you will never win!"

The woman in black robe drank not only made her feel shocked, but Tang Yu was also shocked.

Then he suddenly realized...

A ecstasy surged into my heart. Tang Yu's confidence became even more complete in an instant.

Tang Yu’s research on "Haoran Jing" every day has made no progress. Is the open-minded spirit in his heart at this time the aura is Haoran?

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Yu quickly recited the Haoran scriptures silently. Suddenly, the difficult and obscure words he had read before seemed no longer so mysterious and difficult to understand. After his silent recitation, many scriptures could understand the meaning.

This discovery made Tang Yu even more happy, and his brushwork was more confident, his brushwork was more vigorous, and he was more relaxed.

The speed is still so slow, but if you fall down, you can be as stable as a rock if you don't show it. The powerful momentum instantly turns into mana power, and the speed of a mana vortex suddenly accelerates.

After a few strokes, the opponent's piano sound was disturbed.

The soft voice that was originally smooth and unobstructed, seemed to have forgotten the music score. One sound appeared, the next sound ended, and then another sound appeared after a while.

First, the sound of the piano was intermittent, but as time went by, the opponent had only sounds but no scores.

The woman in black robe had her face flushed red, her fingers jumped, but the music score had no graceful taste and turned into a passion like a heavy piano.

"Clang!"

With a sound, the force was too strong, and a string suddenly broke.

Tang Yu's pen tip was rolled up, and all the magic vortexes were rolled into a ball in this stroke.

Still not showing his sharpness, but when Tang Yubi pressed it hard.

The huge vortex suddenly scattered.

The woman in black robe exclaimed, "Ah...", and she felt a wave of overwhelming force pressing towards her. Her petite body could not stop her, so she flew backwards.

A sudden sound of a piano sounded from the attic.

A sharp zither suddenly rolled up to Tang Yu's magic vortex.

Tang Yu raised his pen gently, and then slowly retracted the pen tip, but it ended.

As soon as the pen was closed, the whirlpool swirled a few times, scattered, merged into the surrounding airflow, and turned into nothingness.

But that piano thread just rolled up empty.

After finishing the writing, Tang Yu was still not satisfied. He slowly closed his eyes and carefully reviewed the situation of the battle just now in his mind.

I just feel that the wonder of "Yan Gong Duobao Tie" is so wonderful that I have never realized it before.

In regular script techniques, the use of the center stroke is the core, and the key difficulty lies in the turning point. In addition to the techniques, the regular script structure and layout and chapter rules require rigorous and regularity.

There are no complex changes as many requirements for running script and cursive script, but there are no changes hidden in the changes. The subtleties between the dots and strokes are really meaningful and cannot be conveyed.

The inheritance of Youdao is passed down by word of mouth, but even if it is passed down by word of mouth, how can the indescribable beauty be passed down?

There are so many wonderful things about ordinary books, let alone the peak "Yan Gong Duobao Tie" at the peak of the yellow level?

The yard was very quiet, the girl in black looked pale, staring at Tang Yu in a daze, and was simply shocked.

The woman in the attic looked extremely complicated, and her sharp eyes could not hide her shock.

Ji Sunxiang had already stood up, staring at Tang Yu with her beautiful eyes, and her eyes were filled with veins.

Only Tang Yu still closed his eyes, as if there was no one in the realm, and he was still immersed in the wonderful realm brought to him by calligraphy.

The Wuling inheritance is profound and profound. The difficulty lies in the secret books and classics. The difficulty lies in the fact that neither secret books nor classics exist in isolation.

If it were just the "Haoran Sutra", even if the Haoran Sutra has the ability to comprehend a volume, it will be difficult to understand the extremely high state in the end.

If it is just a book secret book or a painting secret book, even if you practice it again, it will eventually be difficult to reach the peak level.

Only if you have classics in your heart, secret books in your hands, secret books have their own mystery in the scriptures, and the essence of the four arts in the scriptures. Only in this way can you reach the peak state.

Tang Yu had the Haoran scripture in his heart, and he used the "Yan Gongduobao Tie" in his hand. With his qualifications and understanding, he could naturally reach a small success in a year or two.

But now it is unusual. Tang Yu has experienced several battles of life and death, and his understanding of calligraphy cannot be judged by common sense. Today, he happened to encounter the master of Ji Sun's family. He was barely incomplete in his body, and he defeated the strong with the weak and could not defeat him.

He was killed and reborn, but suddenly realized the various wonders of the Wuling inheritance, which is the so-called luck and encounter.

Cultivation not only involves qualifications, but luck and fate are more important than qualifications.

Today, Tang Yu perfectly interprets his qualifications, encounters and luck. Just imagine how can a woman in a black robe not be surprised when she encounters such a situation?

I don’t know how long it took, but Tang Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

But seeing his eyes and spirit are bright, his whole spirit is completely different from before.

If he had been escaping before, he was a little embarrassed, but at this time he had a strong aura in his heart and was open and honest, he would be a very humble man.

He looked at the attic and saluted in a regular manner, saying, "Wuling Tang Xianjue thanked his senior for his advice!"

Then he turned his head to look at Ji Sunxiang and bowed, "Miss Ji Sun, I dare not forget the grace of saving my life today. I, Tang Xianjue, have never been an enemy of Ji Sun's family since then. If Miss Ji Sun is in trouble in the future, even if there are many difficulties and dangers, I will definitely save him and will not break my promise!"

Ji Sunxiang was stunned for a moment, and opened her mouth, but she couldn't even say a word.

She was usually bold and straightforward and eloquent, but today she was not brave enough and couldn't speak anymore. She just stared at Tang Yu in a daze, with nothing to say.

Tang Yu bowed deeply to Ji Sunxiang, slowly retreated, and then turned around and went out.

On the attic, the woman in black robe frowned and shouted, "Bold and crazy, do you think this is what you want to come and leave if you want to?"

Tang Yu paused slightly, but did not look back and said, "Senior, I wish you forgive me. Today I am awakened to have an appointment with the Dongguo family. Although I am not worthy of my own, the power of the Lu Sect should not be degraded, and later students dare not go. If you have time in the future, I will definitely visit my senior and listen to the teachings..."

Tang Yu continued to take steps, step by step down the mountain.

The woman in black robe was stunned for a moment, then she was furious, raised her hand, and the six zither silks of the six stringed zither shot towards Tang Yu.

Ji Sunxiang lost her appearance and said sharply: "Aunt..."

Tang Yu still did not look back and continued to walk forward. The six strings passed under his ears, one passed through the top of his head, two passed through his armpits, and one passed through the soles of his feet.

Before him, a grand scene appeared like an avalanche.

The magic power burst, which aroused snowflakes all over the sky.

Tang Yu kept walking in the slightest, as if he was missing everything in front of him, and still stepped into the flying snow in the sky at a fixed pace.

Gradually, his figure went further and further away, and finally disappeared from the sight of the three of them.

None of the three women in black in the yard spoke. Ji Sunxiang was so scared that her legs became weak and she sat directly in the pavilion.

The woman in the attic gently stroked her long hair in her ears, her expression changed and her expression was extremely complicated.

"How could this happen? How could such a shocking genius come from Wuling academic circles... it is impossible..."

She shook her head slightly, looked into the distance, and silently chanted in her mouth: "Tang Xianjue...Tang...ah..."

"Tang?"

Her body trembled slightly, and she held the wooden ladder in the attic with one hand, her eyes straightened, and she turned into a clay sculpture...
Chapter completed!