The Legend of Immortal Yun

"Two?" Wang Huaixu was slightly startled.

"Yes. Xiaonu only got one." Mi Jian sighed.

"I never thought that I, Wang Huaixu, would be outdone by others..."

"Sir, don't worry. Your calligraphy is just a random work. If you write carefully, you will naturally be better than Li Yun..." Mi Jian said quickly.

"Xiao Jianjian's words are wrong." Wang Huaixu shook his head.

"Why do you say that, sir?" Mi Jian was startled.

"You can tell from the information. Li Yun's calligraphy was written casually when he met Chi Yan, the nephew of the Red Emperor. It was also written casually. The vitality and Tao charm contained in his calligraphy actually reached 190 Jiu Si, you have to know that this level is something I can only achieve if I write seriously..."

"this…"

Mi Jian was startled, and after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true.

"Aside from the Taoist meaning, what about his font, brushwork, and charm?" Wang Huaixu asked.

"Sir, please take a look. The calligraphy slave has carved a picture stone on the spot. In addition, the slave has also gone to Li Yun's cave to get many of his works, as well as stone carvings, poetry collections, etc..."

Mi Jian proudly took out a lot of things, which made Wang Huaixu's eyes brighten.

"Huh? Stone carving? Wuyou Chess Academy?" He quickly picked it up and looked at it.

This stone carving is exactly the four words "Wuyouqiyuan" written by Li in thin gold script.

When Wang Huaixu saw this font, he was immediately attracted. He stared at it intently, his expression constantly changing.

This four-character iron-drawn silver hook is extremely sharp, but it is also elegant and free, and it comes out vigorously... It has both the beauty of the sky and the graceful charm of leisure and leisure, and the strong personality of bending the iron and breaking the metal...

Its unique and incomparable charm bursts out and is full of aura, making these four words extremely energetic, full of vitality, and unforgettable at first sight!

The thin gold font is definitely a rare font, giving people a sense of timelessness and freshness. No wonder Wang Huaixu was so surprised when he saw it.

He had never seen such fonts before. Although there was no hint of Taoist meaning from the stone carvings, with his eyesight, he could see the brushstrokes, strokes, strength, meaning, structure, etc. It was so unique. The cut font shocked him,

ecstatic!

With Wang Huaixu's ability, he has seen as many fonts as stars, but not many can bring him such a shocking feeling. Except for a few fonts that he is good at, there are almost only a few fonts written by others!

Unexpectedly, picking up a stone carving would give him such a shock.

"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy!" Wang Huaixu praised heartily.

He took out another piece of calligraphy. There were only two words on it, "Kuaicao". He was suddenly startled again. He saw that the calligraphy strokes in this piece of calligraphy were continuous and winding, lively and dancing, galloping and unrestrained. It was unruly and unruly. It surged thousands of miles away and was extremely powerful. The brush strokes rushed towards him and shocked him to the point of being petrified on the spot!

"Crazy grass...crazy grass...crazy grass..." His whole body trembled unconsciously, his eyes were blurred, and he murmured in his mouth.

"Sir..." Mi Jian suddenly screamed.

Wang Huaixu was shocked, came to his senses, and said, "Xiao Jianjian, what's the matter?"

"Sir...why are you crying?"

"I'm... a little touched to see Hunter Xin happy..." Wang Huaixu sighed slightly.

"That's it. When I saw this calligraphy, I was so moved. I didn't expect that adults would be affected by it."

"The madness in this font is really evocative. It is completely different from the font in the stone carving just now. How could it be written by the same person?"

"Sir, Xiaonu has confirmed that these are all written by Li Yun alone, and these calligraphy are all calligraphy he practiced, not his current level. Even the calligraphy given to Huang Yimiao was written two years ago. It was written casually many years ago. Compared with these practice calligraphy, that calligraphy has actually made a big leap, which shows that Li Yun's progress is very fast!" Mi Jian said.

"Well, the leap you are talking about actually refers to the Taoist meaning contained in his works. However, we can't just look at the Taoist meaning. As a top painter, we also need to look at his brushstrokes, strokes, strength, and meaning. Structure... these are the most basic things. Without a solid foundation, it is impossible to become a top master, and it is impossible for calligraphy to carry the highest Taoist meaning!" Wang Huaixu said thoughtfully.

"As the Lord said, this little slave has learned a lesson!"

"Haha, this is like a person building a foundation. This is the most important step on the road to cultivation. If the Taoist platform built has too many flaws and is not solid enough, as the cultivation level becomes higher and the spiritual power becomes stronger, one day there will be It might collapse!"

"That makes sense! What do you think of Li Yun's calligraphy foundation?"

"His calligraphy foundation... really surprised me. At such a young age, not only is his foundation extremely solid, but he can actually create such fonts and brushwork. Such a structure is seamless and flawless. No matter how high the Taoism is, he can easily create it." Carrying, these few words alone are enough to withstand countless powerful attacks. It is not an exaggeration to call it a self-defense talisman..."

"Really?!" Mi Jian exclaimed in surprise.

"If you don't believe it, try slapping it!" Wang Huaixu pointed at the word "crazy grass".

"this…"

Mi Jian hesitated for a moment, raised his right hand, and struck out with a palm!

This palm is only one ten thousandth of his palm power, but if placed in the lower realm, it is enough to be a god-level attack.

"boom!!!"

The silk was destroyed in response!

"Huh?!"

Mi Jian screamed, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

I saw the word "Crazy Grass" suddenly burst out with a ball of spiritual light, which absorbed all the spiritual power contained in his attack, and then transformed into a piece of silk calligraphy, motionless in the air!

"Haha! Did you see it? Now that it has absorbed the power of your palm, I'm afraid you will have to use all your strength to destroy it!" Wang Huaixu laughed.

"Then...what if the slave only uses half of his palm power?"

"If this is the case, after these two words absorb half of your palm power, their defense power will be greatly increased. I'm afraid you will no longer be able to destroy them."

"Really?!" Mi Jian felt bad all over.

"Don't you believe what the adults say?"

"Okay, I'll try again!"

Mi Jian struck out half of his palm power first, and found that he was indeed absorbed by these two words, making him look dazzling and charming.

Then he struck out a palm with all his strength, which immediately aroused a powerful energy wave. Fortunately, it was all under Wang Huaixu's control, and naturally it would not have any impact on the outside world.

“OMG!!!”

Mi Jian shouted and stared at the two glittering characters in the air, unable to believe that they were real.

"Haha, haha, hahaha!" Wang Huaixu couldn't help laughing when he saw Mi Jian's expression.

"Sir, this is really incredible!" Mi Jian sighed.

"Haha, a good font structure is like a formation. The formation composed of these two characters is so solid and perfect. It can carry more than two hundred threads of Taoism without any problem. Therefore, it will definitely block your palm. No problem. What is the foundation? This is the foundation!"

"Little slave... I'm amazed... I'm amazed..." Mi Jian said with emotion.

In his heart, he admired Master Xu Zun's vision. He had been studying these calligraphy for a long time, but he just couldn't see that they had formed a perfect formation, integrated and indestructible!

Wang Huaixu looked at it again and soon discovered that almost every piece of calligraphy had its own unique design, which opened his eyes.

"Oh my God! How is this possible?! How could Li Yun create so many fonts at such a young age? And every one of them is so unforgettable?! Ordinary people can create one of them and they can instantly Become a respected person!”

His heart was beating wildly and he exclaimed, some of these calligraphy are extremely crazy, some are extremely beautiful, some are strong, some are feminine, some are like swords, some are like rings, some are natural and some are deliberate Such as fiction...

"It's over, it's over! This is simply a great creation in the history of calligraphy, a great explosion! The contribution is huge and the value is simply immeasurable!!!"

Wang Huaixu was a little confused.

Now it seems that even he himself, not to mention the dispute of will, his contribution to calligraphy in the world of cultivation alone is hard to compare with Li Yun's Qianyi!

"Eh? And there are paintings?!"

He quickly took them and appreciated them carefully. He was quickly lost in these paintings. He could conclude that Li Yun could definitely draw life now, because there were many of these practice works alone. There are already faint signs of life.

Wow!

Wang Huaixu was immersed in Li Yun's world of calligraphy and painting, and forgot to eat and sleep.

Rong Liang, Mi Jian, and Ruyan looked at him like that, and they didn't dare to disturb him anymore and quietly left.

Only Yan Shi woke up and discovered these calligraphy, painting, and poetry. He looked at them curiously, and soon lost his composure. He and Wang Huaixu studied together. The two of them were so absorbed in it that they no longer knew the sun and moon outside...

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In the starry sky of Xuan Yunjiao, a whirlwind has a diameter of more than 30,000 miles. It is vast and powerful!

In the center of the cyclone, Li Yunjing was naked, guiding the hurricane, blowing wildly around his body, wind knife, wind sword, wind gun, wind whip...

His whole body was being ravaged by the wind blade, but he seemed unmoved, except that his blood was a little thicker.

The slightest bit of wind energy penetrates from the skin and spins straight into the muscles, rubber bands, internal organs, blood, spiritual veins...

Compared with scraping bones to heal wounds, this is simply like the pain of cutting marrow, which is very unbearable.

Just as Li Yun had realized before, although physical training is good, it also makes the body as tough as thousands of steel. It is impossible to get happiness from the touch of the body. It can make those who It is the meaning of Tao Yun that makes Might so intoxicated.

This is to conquer them fundamentally, making them irresistible from soul to body, becoming slaves for life, dedicated wholeheartedly!

The Tianfeng spirit body has reached the late stage of the pulse wind realm, and the wind spirit power can already reach the Dantian directly!

The Danfeng Realm is in sight!

With a smile on his face, Li Yun continued to practice the Wind Whirl Magic Skill while replenishing Dao Guo in large quantities.

Since practicing Wind Whirl, the spiritual power in his body has been severely compressed, its capacity has been greatly increased, and its quality has been greatly improved. Correspondingly, the level of power is no longer the same as before...

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