Your handwriting lacks some quality.
When these words came out of his mouth, Gu Heng saw that Gu Laotou's body, which was not hunched at all, suddenly straightened up. He turned around and glared at Gu Heng: "You said that my handwriting is not mature enough?"
Gu Heng shook his head: "Your words are too sharp, too eager, and you lose your composure. I think this young master has biased your mood..."
Gu Heng couldn't say that the old man's handwriting was not beautiful. In fact, it was quite good, but it couldn't be compared with his.
His calligraphy skills were acquired through systematic training.
It is impossible for ordinary people to write calligraphy that is better and more meaningful than his.
"...Hahaha!"
The old man suddenly raised his head and laughed.
He had planned everything, but he never expected that he, who was skilled in calligraphy and was known as the "Dry-Brush Demon Killer", would be taught a lesson by a mortal boy in this small Yunling City!
He once suppressed a huge force with a piece of calligraphy. He could shock countless people with his writing. It is true that when he put pen to paper, his words are true and his writing expresses his true meaning!
"Dry brush kills demons" is so powerful.
But to the old man, all that is in the past.
It was just because he was defeated by a strong man who also entered the Tao of Calligraphy. No matter in terms of cultivation or artistic conception, he lost miserably. Since then, "Qianbi Shamo" disappeared, and Yunling City had an old man who carved plaques for others.
He devoted himself to this and delved into calligraphy, just to erase his former murderous nature, immerse himself in the path, and hope to make a breakthrough one day.
More than ten years have passed.
The old man was immersed in the understanding of writing every day, and he had a thorough understanding of the true meaning contained in his words, but nothing had changed. It seemed that his path had reached a bottleneck.
However, he did get rid of his tendency to kill people at any time.
No matter how secluded he was and how kind he was to mortals, he almost forgot that he was actually a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
but...
This young man dared to comment on his "writing" like this! ?
The old man felt insulted.
How can a mortal be qualified to judge his calligraphy?
They couldn't even feel the slightest bit of the true meaning of the great Dao contained in these words!
"I know my handwriting very well! You are so young, how can you judge my handwriting?"
The old man's words seemed to have touched upon some kind of taboo, which instantly intensified, causing the air in the entire store to suddenly freeze.
"You..." The young man was frightened when he saw the old man getting angry.
"How dare you humiliate Senior Gu! I think you are tired of living!" the young man shouted.
Lu Yan is a cultivator at the first stage of the Nascent Soul stage. He is very young and his vision is not high, but he has no problem observing people's words and expressions and feeling the atmosphere.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very oppressive. He almost couldn't bear it if the old man's aura escaped even a little bit.
His name sounds very flamboyant and domineering, but in fact, as the second son of the Lu family, the overlord of the west of Yunling City, he is not like his brothers who practice the martial arts inherited from the family, nor does he join the Nianling Sect to practice. Instead, he is obsessed with calligraphy and plans to use it to enter the Tao!
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