Chapter 68 Bi Xiu
The flying boat flew for another ten days and arrived at Dadu Mountain.
In the past ten days, Jiang Lisheng has not seen Wei Qinglan. Shan Yao no longer has to get off the flying boat to go to the mountain to pick up things. The flying boat has not stopped, and Wei Qinglan has not left the room.
Jiang Lisheng suspected that he was practicing behind closed doors.
She was bored when she was alone, so she learned from ordinary people, working at sunrise, resting at sunset, going to bed early and getting up early, very regular. She had no spiritual power, so it wasn't like she couldn't do anything. She took out a pen from her storage bag and practiced calligraphy every day to pass the time.
Her handwriting was crooked, like a dog crawling, and she was very disliked by Shan Gao.
It looked at it with disdain and said, "The handwriting written by a three-year-old is better than your handwriting. How can you write such ugly handwriting with such a serious look on your face?"
Jiang Li hummed, "What do you know?"
Shan Yao looked left and right, and saw that it was just a human word. It didn't understand. "Your word is a word, right?" ? Let’s call it handwriting. But your handwriting is pretty good. I can’t see any difference even after writing one page after another. I don’t understand. Why are you wasting your time? Why don't you go back to sleep? "
Getting up early and going to bed early has made it follow her schedule.
"Although what I write is calligraphy, what I practice is the pen, the pen used by pen repair." Jiang Lisheng had an expression on his face that said, "You really don't know what to do." "You know pen repair, right? He's the kind of very powerful one. , kill one person with one word, kill one soul with one stroke, kill one thousand souls with one stroke, Qiu Bi is in my hand, I have the kind of brush cultivation that I have for everything in the world." Shan Gao was surprised, "You can also practice brush writing?"
"Yes, I am good, right? He can do anything." Jiang Lisheng looked proud.
Shanjiao looked at the words on the table carefully, then looked at her person, and after a long while, he held back a sentence, "Don't insult Bi Xiu, your handwriting is broken, no matter how you look at it, there is nothing wrong with it." There is no trace of murderous intent, but one person is killed with one word, one soul is killed with one stroke, stop dreaming."
Jiang Li was angry and threw his pen down, "What's the matter with you? Do you still want to eat snacks? ? You are out of snacks today! ”
Shan Gao was frightened and quickly changed his words, "You can also practice pen practice. It's really amazing. If you keep practicing hard, sooner or later you will become the pen practitioner you say you are. With the Qianqiu pen in hand, you have everything. You have it and I have it. We both have it together, the rich one has it."
"Humph!" Jiang Lisheng turned his face, "Stop talking about sugar-coated bullets."
Shan Yao: "..."
What else can it say? Besides, if it makes her unhappy, the snacks are all gone, isn’t it just a matter of words?
Wei Qinglan opened the door to the room and saw Jiang Li's face with a grunt, and Shan Yao surrounding her with a fawning look on his face, baring his teeth and saying nice things, but she didn't pay any attention to it. Li, looking very angry.
Who would have thought that Shan Yao, who could curse people when he opened his mouth, would now be full of good words?
He stood at the door, looking at the man and the beast, a little funny.
Hearing the noise, Jiang Li turned around and saw Wei Qinglan, tilting his head. Seeing that he looked very good, he couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Wei, are your injuries completely healed?"
"Well, everything's fine." Wei Qinglan nodded.
Jiang Lisheng smiled happily, "That's great!"
Her eyebrows bloomed, and her small, plain face was as bright as a spring peach at this moment, which showed that she was really happy for him. Wei Qinglan shook her head for a moment, then walked over and saw the words written on the table and the pen in her hand, "I have long heard that you can do anything. It turns out that you really can do everything."
Jiang Lisheng blushed and collected the words on the table, stuffed them into his storage bag, and refused to show them to him, "I am interested in everything, but I can't learn anything well. Especially Pen repair has never been written, unlike alchemy, weapon refining and formation, it has been completed. "
Don't look at her proud face in front of Shan Yao, but now she is just shy. The little girl is very self-aware when it comes to meeting people.
Wei Qinglan commented, "I think the writing is very good. The pen of Xiu Xiu is different from the calligraphy practiced by ordinary scholars. It has its own way. The power of urging the spirit to attract the energy of heaven and earth is inherently The difficulty of repairing has nothing to do with the font. If you like it, you can repair it. No one stipulates that the handwriting must be beautiful, as long as it can be written and drawn, and it can create all things in the world. ”
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Jiang Lisheng's eyes suddenly brightened when he heard this, "Brother Wei, you still know how to speak."
She turned her head and glared at Shan Yao, "Look at you, you've been talking for a long time, what are you talking about? Son, the more you talk, the angrier I get. Since I can’t speak, I won’t be as smart and sensible as Senior Brother Wei.” I haven’t learned how to praise people. It’s already good to be able to praise people so much, but you still dislike it.” , I will buy you a few Mortal books. If you read more, you will praise others. Isn’t it a good thing to curse? I wonder how your former master taught you.”
Shan Jiao didn’t expect that. After living for tens of thousands of years, she still needed to study. She suddenly wilted and reminded her, "You seem to know how to curse, right? In Banshi Mountain, when you met that group of people killing people and grabbing treasures, you still scolded that old man for being immortal... ”
Jiang Li choked, "When you meet a bad person, you will naturally scold him. Anyway, I will buy you a book. You must study."
Shan Yao looked at Wei Qinglan, hoping that he would see how hard it was for him to listen to his words. For the sake of taking something, say something nice to it.
But Wei Qinglan glanced at it and nodded in agreement, "You should read more, reading is wise."
Shan Yao was about to cry and asked Jiang Lisheng, "Then do you read it? ?”
Jiang Lisheng answered it, “I don’t need to read. I read a lot of books when I was a child, and I have tens of thousands of them. Otherwise, do you think there is anything like this on any mountain in the world? I can recognize a bad guy like you at a glance."
Shan Gao fell on his back.
Jiang Lisheng received Wei Qinglan's encouragement. She felt very comfortable for a moment, her face was no longer red, and she didn't feel ashamed. She put away her pen and said with great ambition: "Sooner or later One day, I will become a pen repairer ." She nodded with self-confidence and looked at Wei Qinglan, "Senior Brother Wei, when the time comes, I will draw you a fairy palace. The kind of fairy palace that can fly will be stronger, indestructible, and capable than the flying boat you have now. I was killed in one fell swoop. I don’t have eyes. I want to kill someone. "Bao's bad guy."
Wei Qinglan smiled, "Okay, don't forget it when you complete it."
Shan Yao lay on the ground and smelled it. Yan's eyes rolled over and over again, with a look of disbelief on his face. He couldn't bear it. He kept making noises to cause damage, "Stop talking nonsense, be careful if the cowhide is blown. Look, the cow is flying in the sky."
Jiang Li angrily wanted to beat it, "Shut up and wait until I finish it." That day, there was no part for you.”
Shanjiao didn't want any fairy palace, and looked bleak, "I hope you can live until that day!"
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