Shamanism kills the god

Seeing Mu Feng stop suddenly, looking at the words on the horizontal plaque, Tian Hu, who was walking in front, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, "Why, brother Mu Feng, are you good at calligraphy?"

"I can't say I'm good at it, I just know a little bit, and I just write casually when I have nothing to do." Mu Feng smiled, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Brother, the word 'court' on this horizontal plaque..."

"It's a hyphen!"

Before Lie Tianhu could reply, Jing Wushuang came up behind him.Although the cloth is rough and plain, it still cannot hide the beauty of the facial features and the slender figure. She has the reservedness of a lady, but also the kindness and hard work of a Xiaojiabiyu.

Maybe it’s because of seeing things and thinking about others, thinking of something sad, his eyes are slightly red, “When my father was alive, what I liked most was calligraphy. A piece of calligraphy and painting was often written and torn, and then rewritten after tearing. Not enough. This horizontal plaque was written by my late father before his death, but unfortunately, the last word 'court' was written, but the last stroke could not be written. It is said that the charm is wrong, and I have been unable to continue writing."

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Mu Feng secretly wondered.

With such vigor and persistence, it seems that the father of the Tianhu brothers and sisters is really not an ordinary person.It's no wonder that such a courtyard can be built deep in the mountains, and it's no wonder that such words can be said.

"Before my father died, I always regretted that I couldn't complete the strokes on the horizontal plaque, and I was depressed." Jing Wushuang's voice was soft, soft, soft, with a touch of sadness.That look in his eyes seemed to be deeply saddened.

"Well, depressed, this can be seen on the four large characters on the horizontal plaque!"

Mu Feng paused, and then said: "The first character 'Qing' is written peacefully. Obviously, your father is trying to be peaceful and plain; but the second character 'Mountain' has a sudden change of momentum, which is extraordinary and highlights the mountain. The majesty, arrogance and dignity of the family, obviously, although he tried to be plain on the surface, his father had a strong struggle in his heart; the third word "bie" reveals a deep sadness, or guilt; the last word "court" , the pen is heavy, but it implies sharpness. Obviously, your father has some kind of hope in his heart. Especially the last stroke is the most important thing. The plainness on the surface is intertwined with the arrogance, dignity and guilt in the heart, so, in the end It took me a long time to write. If I guessed correctly, your father was definitely not an ordinary person when he was alive, and he experienced past events that ordinary people can't imagine!"

Words are like people, and words are like tasting tea!

Taste it slowly, and you can figure out a person's character and morality through a few strokes. Those with superb eyesight can even roughly infer the writer's life from a calligraphy and painting. .

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Mu Feng deduced that it was almost inseparable. He understood that the father of the Tianhu brothers and sisters was absolutely extraordinary, and finally understood why the last stroke was left blank like that.

Great!

Lie Tianhu and his younger sister Jing Wushuang looked at each other, ecstatic, and looked at Mu Feng with a touch of excitement that had never been seen before.

People searched for him thousands of times, but when they looked back suddenly, the man was in a dimly lit place!

The last stroke on the horizontal plaque was the last wish of their father before his death.In order to let their father rest in peace, over the years, the brother and sister have invited countless scholars, and even famous scholars to help continue writing, but none of them can write properly and be as perfect as their father's original strokes.The words written by some people are beautiful when viewed separately, but when put together with the words on the horizontal plaque, it always feels out of taste.

I thought that this last wish of my father would never be fulfilled, but unexpectedly, I accidentally met Mu Feng, a real scholar!

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know whether it is there.

Hearing what Mu Feng said, the two of them knew that Mu Feng's attainments in calligraphy were far beyond those of the so-called talented scholars who gained a false reputation.

Insights into the world are all knowledge, and sophistication of human feelings are all articles!

Writing is like being a human being. If you don’t know the truth, you don’t know right from wrong, and no matter how good your handwriting is, it will have no charm, or in other words, no spirituality.From ancient times to the present, many great calligraphers are high-ranking officials, or have experience in officialdom, why?

Not for anything else, just because those who can become high-ranking officials are by no means ordinary people, and have profound insights into human relationships and world affairs.Calligraphy, calligraphy, the method in the book, understand the truth of writing.The written words are naturally imprinted with personal imprints and have spirituality.

"I really didn't see the wrong person!"

Seeing the calm and composed Mu Feng, Lie Tianhu nodded secretly.

Although Mu Feng is full of knowledge, he acts in a low-key manner, just like he has an amazing cultivation level but has not yet formally entered the threshold of cultivation, hiding his secrets!

Such a person is like a koi in a pond, its appearance is not good among the many carps.But once the situation is met, it is bound to leap into the dragon's gate and become an ancient sky dragon soaring thousands of miles in one fell swoop!

"Our father used to be a prince of the Dali Kingdom. My grandfather was a powerful general who protected the country for a while, and his martial arts were superb. He hoped to pass on the Overlord Jurisprudence to his father, so that his children and grandchildren will always protect his kingdom. Unfortunately, when my father was young, he was pampered and pampered. He is a well-known dandy in Dali Kingdom. He only knows to linger in various art gardens all day long, and has no interest in cultivation and power. It was not until his grandfather died in battle, and the country was destroyed. Since then, I have lived in seclusion in this remote Shiwanda mountain, and I have been unhappy in my later years."

Jing Wushuang's tone was heavy, and he briefly talked about his father's life, then continued after a pause: "Young master Mu, no, brother Mu Feng, can you help us complete this word, and help us fulfill father's only last wish? "

Suddenly meeting a great calligrapher with real skills by accident, Jing Wushuang's eyes were clear, and he looked at Mu Feng with a tinge of admiration and anticipation.

At the beginning, seeing that brother Lie Tianhu didn't even say hello, but suddenly brought back a so-called sworn brother and let himself call him second brother, he was naturally a little uncomfortable.Now, all the suffocation disappeared, replaced by unprecedented surprises, surprises, excitement and admiration, as well as an inexplicable feeling that I couldn't explain clearly.

At this moment, Mu Feng's chest was stained with blood, and he was even a little haggard and downcast. His thin body seemed to be taller than his burly brother!

The last prince?

Mu Feng nodded, finally understood the cause and effect, and agreed, "Okay, then I'll make a fool of myself!"

During this period of time, his cultivation base was nearly thousands of miles away, and most of the time was spent on cultivation.However, articles and calligraphy and painting are his true old profession. Because he can't practice, he has spent all his energy on studying since he was a child.His writing skills can't be said to be very good, but looking at the entire Jianning City, he is confident that he can't find a few people better than himself.

Seeing his immediate agreement, Xie Tianhu brothers and sisters were overjoyed and got busy quickly.

This is not just as simple as making up a single stroke, but fulfilling the only last wish of the father, which is naturally extraordinarily solemn and grand.

Bathing, changing clothes, silently reciting Qingfeng Jue...

After washing it from the inside to the outside, Mu Feng changed into a clean robe and sat down at the desk, reciting Qingfeng Jue silently.Calm, pure and ascetic.Jing Wushuang, who was naturally beautiful, also changed into a white robe and rubbed the ink gently for him.Only Lie Tianhu, who is bold by nature, couldn't wait, and danced in the courtyard with the Overlord Spear, making every move and whistling.

"The first form of the overlord, a thousand troops beheaded!"

Lie Tianhu flicked his spear, a little silver light appeared, and immediately there were densely packed small holes like a sieve in the earth wall in front of him.Then, without looking back, Huo Ran shot back the carbine, and with one shot, he lifted a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties behind him. With a loud 'ho', he raised his arms violently.

Emperor thorn!

After fighting Mu Feng in the bamboo forest and escaping from death, his marksmanship seems to have improved a step further, breaking through the bottleneck of many years.

He was dancing in the courtyard, while in the study, Mu Feng, who was pure and ascetic, sat motionless, like an old monk in meditation, with his ears closed to what was going on outside the window.After a long time, Huo Ran took the writing brush that Jing Wushuang handed over, vigorously vertically and horizontally on the horizontal plaque, and then lifted it upwards, adding the last stroke of the word 'Yuan'.

The writing is vigorous and powerful, especially when it is lifted up at the end, it is like the finishing touch, which makes people's eyes shine, and sweeps away the plainness, sadness and heaviness of the other three characters.A straight-forward momentum rushed towards his face, but it seemed to be natural!

Road to Road, very Avenue!

For everything, there is an invisible Tao.In cultivation, there is immortality, witchcraft, writing a calligraphy and painting, and there is also the way of calligraphy that outsiders don't understand!

After putting down the brush, looking at the four big characters that seemed to be formed by nature, Mu Feng felt a little more about the so-called Tao in his heart!