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Chapter 87 It Was Just Written by My Dad

Yun Zhangzi took a deep breath, then stood up and walked towards Zeng Qingfeng.

Seeing this, Zeng Qingfeng stopped and asked curiously:
"Daozhang Yun, did you neglect you somewhere?"

"No, it's because I see that the luck of the two little dolls is against the sky, and they are destined to be great big shots in the future, so I feel pity for them, and I want to get to know them in advance."

Yun Changzi squatted down after finishing speaking, and then looked at the calligraphy and painting that Yihan casually held in his hands with some distress, and then pretended to be casual and asked:
"Two little dolls, can you tell me your names and how old are you?"

Yihan and Zhiyuan were not timid, but Zhiyuan said very little, Yihan pursed his lips and said:

"My name is Yihan, and next to me is my elder brother Zhiyuan. Our names are all named after our father. We are already five years old this year."

"Five-year-old is entering the spiritual realm, not bad, not bad!"

Yun Zhangzi felt that the groundwork was almost done, so he pretended to be interested and pointed to the calligraphy and painting in her hand and asked:

"Can you tell Uncle, where did you get these calligraphy and paintings?"

"Calligraphy and painting?"

Yihan glanced at the calligraphy and painting in his hand, then raised his hand and said:
"This is written by my father casually. How about it, doesn't my father's handwriting look good?"

nice?

Is this a good or bad question?

and many more!

"Your father - wrote it by hand?"

Yun Changzi finally came to his senses, this time he was even more surprised than before, Zhi Yuan who was beside him couldn't bear it anymore, pouted and said:

"What's so strange? It was written by my father at random. If you like it, just make my father happy, and let him give you a copy, wouldn't it be fine?"

The eldest son Yun began to doubt his life, his heart was beating wildly, and he looked up at Zeng Qingfeng with some difficulty:

"Xiaoyou Zeng, did you really write this?"

Zeng Qingfeng was a little strange, isn't there a normal person from the fairy world?
He nodded slightly and said:
"That's right, I just let the children practice calligraphy, handwriting."

It was really written by Zeng Qingfeng!
God damn 'suishou', do you know that what you write casually contains Dao rhyme?
He took a deep breath, forced a calm smile and said:
"Can you, can you let me take a closer look?"

Seeing that he liked the handwriting written by his father so much, Yihan felt a little proud in his heart, so he handed it over generously and said:
"Let me show you, anyway, my dad can write anytime."

How could the eldest son of Yun dare to take it directly?

If it was really written by Zeng Qingfeng, it means that Zeng Qingfeng is probably a saint!

How dare he covet the things of a saint casually?
He raised his head to look at Zeng Qingfeng, and asked beggingly:
"Zeng, Mr. Zeng, can I have a look?"

Zeng Qingfeng finished speaking somewhat dumbfounded:

"If you really like it, I will give it to you. I will write a few words to them again later."

"give me?"

Yun Zhangzi's heart almost jumped out, such a precious thing, even if it appeared in the fairy world, it might cause a big war, Zeng Qingfeng's light words are going to be given to himself?
test!

It must be a test of whether you are greedy or not!

If you don't get paid for nothing, how can you dare to ask for a calligraphy and painting that contains Taoist rhyme for nothing!
The eldest son Yun didn't dare to directly agree, and he was unwilling to refuse, so he could only take the calligraphy and painting carefully and examine them carefully.

When watching the calligraphy and painting at close range, I felt that the words in front of me gradually dissipated, and all of them turned into Taoist rhymes.

He can feel that his comprehension of the law has improved a lot, and this is just the effect of watching it.

If you can observe it for a long time, it is very possible to comprehend the Dao rhyme!
As long as you comprehend the Dao Rhyme, becoming an Immortal Emperor is the minimum, and you can even peek into the way of a saint in the future.
Yun Zhangzi's breathing was short, but fortunately his mind was still clear.

What needs to be determined now is: Was this calligraphy and painting really written by Zeng Qingfeng?
He used great perseverance to control the thought of comprehending on the spot, then looked at Zeng Qingfeng and said:
"Mr. Zeng, since this is for your daughter, can you send me another word?"

"That's it"

Zeng Qingfeng frowned a little, although it was nothing to him to write a single word, but why does this old guy want to write his own?

Seeing the embarrassment on Yun Changzi's face, he nodded and said:

"In that case, I'll give you another word."

After talking about the palm, a pen and paper appeared in his hand, and then he put it on the low table next to him. After thinking about it, he wrote a word:

'people'

It turned out to be a word for 'person'.

Many onlookers in the Tang Dynasty couldn't help laughing secretly: The emperor reminded these three people in the fairy world, do you want to be a person after going down to the world?
Only the emperor dared to satirize the immortals like this, any force would be afraid of offending them!

But the eldest son of Yun was terrified at this time, because he was convinced: the words written by the emperor really contained the rhyme of Taoism!

The words that can be written casually contain Taoist rhyme, even people who have entered the Tao with writing can't do it, only saints can!
saint!

Thinking of these two words, Yun Changzi's expression changed.

Seeing his face changing wildly, the people of Tang Kingdom thought it was the emperor's sarcasm that made him feel uncomfortable, so they were all on guard.

If the immortals are in trouble, they must join hands with the emperor to deal with them.

But the eldest son Yun quickly regained his composure. He looked at Zeng Qingfeng and asked:
"Master Zeng, is this really for me?"

"That's right, take it!"

Zeng Qingfeng didn't want to waste time with him, so he put away the pen and paper after speaking, and then walked towards Wu Meier with his children.

The eldest son of Yun was convinced now, and quickly put the calligraphy and painting into the storage ring with great care.

With this calligraphy and painting that contains Dao rhyme, he is sure to improve his strength again, and even raise his level to a higher level in a short period of time!

But the lower bound has restrictions, now is not the time to improve your strength.

He thought of another thing: the people around Zeng Qingfeng looked like they were facing a big enemy, they obviously didn't know that he was a saint, otherwise they wouldn't need to be so nervous.

This shows that Zeng Qingfeng doesn't want them to know!
Seeing that Zeng Qingfeng had walked up to Wu Meier, who was caressingly arranging the hair on his forehead, eldest son Yun suddenly understood:

The sage wants to live the life of an ordinary person, and he has a pair of children. He wants to enjoy family happiness.

Yes, he is already a saint, and his strength reaches a certain level, so it is boring to practice retreat.

It is also normal to spend tens of hundreds of years to get married and have children, and to live a period of ordinary people's time.

Since the sage doesn't want to be exposed, he can't talk too much. It's almost enough to change his name to 'Mr. Zeng', and he must not teach 'Senior Zeng' or the like.

Thinking of wanting to attack Chang'an City before, he was also a little scared.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and didn't offend Zeng Qingfeng completely, otherwise the three of them would have died long ago.
This painting must be the saint's reward for his performance!

Yun Zhangzi was very satisfied, feeling in his heart that he had guessed everything, and he was also clear about the purpose of the Immortal World Sect.

Needless to say, whether the crisis in the fairy world can be resolved depends on whether the saint is willing to help.
　Chapter three, wake up and continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)