Chapter 567: The highest score is five
Xuchenzi is the third ranked person among the young masters in the East China Sea, but he doesn't look like a young man on weekdays, the whole person looks lacking in vitality, and he doesn't like to communicate with people, and he is one of the more mysterious of the top ten high schools.
However, the deeds of Xuchenzi are also famous in the East China Sea, and he refined the three-grade pill at the age of his early twenties, which became a blockbuster and spread his name in the East China Sea, and was recognized as the first alchemist of the young generation in the East China Sea.
It is said that the martial arts cultivation of Xuchenzi is not very high, but he is proficient in many professions, in addition to alchemy, medical Taoism, calligraphy, painting, and formation are all refined. If it is only more than calligraphy, the people who are optimistic about Xuchenzi are probably even more than Hai Wuliang, so when they saw that it was Xuchenzi who was ready to write, the onlookers were too lazy to worry about Hai Wuliang's affairs, and focused their attention on Xuchenzi.
Xuchenzi stood still in front of the "Qingshan Map", and also closed his eyes and began to precipitate his mind, looking like an old Taoist, and like an ancient Buddha, exuding a mysterious aura all over his body.
Ye Chen's eyes looked at Xuchenzi fixedly, and secretly said that this person was by no means simple, he only felt that Xuchenzi's breath was like a Buddha, as if he had comprehended yin and yang, and his strength was definitely extremely terrifying. In Ye Chen's eyes, the void dust is more vigilant than the sea.
After a while, Xuchenzi raised his eyelids slightly, raised the wolf hair in his hand, and wrote Juanxiu small characters, each stroke extremely serious.
The calligraphy style of Xuchenzi is a beautiful and natural way, the font is beautiful, and the words seem to be thin but imply strength, at first glance, it is in stark contrast with the large characters like the sea of immeasurable splashes of ink, but it is absolutely not to be looked down upon.
Perhaps it is the calligraphy style of Xuchenzi itself that matches the "Qingshan Tu" very well, the pen is very smooth, the speed and strength of each word are just the same, the rhythm is very stable, and the whole person is also fixed on the ground like a stone statue, only the right arm swings gently.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in the state of the poem inscribed on "Qingshan Tu", Hai Wuliang is definitely a cut behind the void dust, and even Hai Wuliang himself has to sigh and have nothing to say in the audience at this time.
Not long after, the neat four-line poem of the void dust has appeared on the "Green Mountain Map".
There is no road in the green mountains, and there is no trace of the white clouds.
The soul passes through the paper, and the person swims in the painting.
After writing four lines of poetry, Xuchenzi did not pant like Hai Wuliang, only faintly saw beads of sweat on his forehead.
Judging from the poems, Xuchenzi is obviously written at a higher level than Hai Wuliang, which not only explains the uniqueness of "Qingshan Tu", but also simply points out the essence of it, giving people an intriguing feeling.
Looking at the poems of the Void Dust, there were more nods among the elders of the Vortex Island, just waiting for the final result of the "Green Mountain Map".
This time, half an hour has passed, but the handwriting of Xuchenzi is not blurred, although the waiting time is boring, but this is precisely the biggest attraction of this Dabi, and the crowd even made a bet on how long Xuchenzi's words can last.
In this regard, the result given by "Qingshan Tu" is one and a half hours.
Xuchenzi's poem persisted on "Qingshan Tu" for an hour and a half before slowly disappearing. Similarly, Zhuang Lingxiao stood up at this time and said: "If we are not mistaken, the handwriting of the son of Xuchen should have the level of the peak of the Amazing Realm, which is really rare, and the poem titled is short and concise, and it is also very interesting, and it does have something in line with the "Green Mountain Map". After the final evaluation, the son of Xuchen scored four points in the calligraphy competition!"
"Is that only a four-point? I think the Void Dust has done it perfectly. ”
"I think so, it seems that the maximum score of five points set by Uzumaki Island is just a theoretical existence, and it can't be done at all. ”
"That's true, but that's too unkind, isn't it?"
After Zhuang Lingxiao's previous greeting, no one dared to talk loudly anymore, but some people inevitably complained in a low voice about this result.
Hearing the result of the four points, Xuchenzi was already satisfied, and after putting down the pen, he gave Ye Chen a meaningful look, and walked off the high platform unhurriedly.
"Young Master Ye Chen, it's up to you next. Zhuang Lingxiao greeted Ye Chen, the expectation in his tone was obvious, after all, in the three necessary test contents of Dan, Yin, and calligraphy, he had already seen Ye Chen's other two skills, so Zhuang Lingxiao believed that Ye Chen would definitely surprise himself in calligraphy.
Zhuang Lingxiao's expectations for Ye Chen were heard in everyone's ears, and after he sat down, the Tu Elder beside him came over and asked, "Hey, I said that the last kid on the stage has any secrets, why do you look expectant?" The other elders also nodded when they heard this, very curious.
Seeing that no one else knew, showing curiosity, Zhuang Lingxiao was even more proud, looking unspeakable, shaking his head and saying: "You just watch quietly, some things are boring to say." ”
Ye Chen picked on the stage for a long time at this time, and finally chose the largest model of the giant crane pen and walked in front of the "Green Mountain Map". At this moment, he has already made a good draft in his heart, and he has enough confidence in this, but he is also adjusting his state, and he is trying to make the best performance.
"Master, do you say Ye Chen can do it?" Shen Caiyun asked as he pulled the Shadow Sword King in the crowd watching the ceremony at this time. Obviously, after seeing the performance of the two masters in the East China Sea, he began to worry about Ye Chen.
"Don't worry, has he surprised us less times these days? You should trust his ability, don't care, otherwise the master is afraid that you will lose your competitiveness in front of him, how can you compare with other women in the future. The Shadow Sword King comforted Shen Caiyun, but at the same time, he was reminding her of something.
Similarly, among the men, women, and children of Vortex Island, there was also a girl with a white veil on her face, and a pair of eyes were staring closely at Ye Chen's figure, obviously a little nervous.
At this time, Ye Chen, after adjusting his spirit to the best state, jumped up, flew to the top of "Qingshan Tu", stayed in the air and waved the pen in his hand, and wrote the poems he thought in his heart from top to bottom.
Ye Chen's strokes, the font is stretched to the extreme, like a dragon flying phoenix, every word reveals a sense of elegance, and the size of each word in a sentence is very different, the weight is staggered, but it is not abrupt.
If Master Feiyang and the others were here, they would definitely be able to find that what Ye Chen wrote at this time was not the original font he was famous for in Hengshan Prefecture, but a completely different style.
In fact, what Ye Chen chose to write at this time was Su Dongpo's Su style in his previous life, which he deliberately did in order to reflect the whole poem. Because when Ye Chen first used his soul to probe into the "Qingshan Tu", he had a faint feeling in his heart, and with the gradual increase in the number of times, this feeling became stronger and stronger, and finally he recalled a poem in his previous life, which was a perfect fit with the "Qingshan Tu", and now he wrote Su Shi's "Title Xilin Wall" in his previous life, and only slightly changed one of the words.
Heartily, Ye Chen has left the four lines of poetry on the "Green Mountain Map":
Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near.
I don't know the true face of Qingshan, only because I am in this mountain.
After writing the whole poem in one go, Ye Chen only felt that his whole body was happy, as if he had untied all the knots in his heart at once. Looking at the poems on the painting, I was satisfied.
(End of chapter)