Chapter 148: One hundred and fifty one

Chapter 148, Chapter 151: Calligraphy
The so-called energy recovery method is a breathing method practiced by the martial artist of the Transcendence Realm. It has no effect when the dantian spiritual power is saturated, but after the battle of outputting the spiritual power, it can restore the spiritual power to the maximum.
According to the fusion martial arts he researched, Xu Laoying releases a fusion technique, and the required spiritual power will not be less than 4,500 points, but he can use it continuously, or he has the secret of saving spiritual power output. However, it is even more likely to have a peerless energy-recovery method that quickly restores spiritual power.
This is the basis for his ability to perform cross-border combat. If there is no such a set of energy recovery method, Yi Jianshu will stop after performing it twice. What use can it be.
But this answer is the last thing Tang Luo wants to hear, because even the average Mortal Transcendence realm martial artist will practice a good energy recovery method, which means that the top-notch Mortal Transcendant martial artist can all Tang Luo hesitated to display the same combat power as Xu Laoying.
The combination of martial arts is strong, and it is enough to deal with ordinary warriors, but when it comes to those truly top-notch warriors, it seems a little incapable. It seems that I have to continue to think of ways.
Tang Luo frowned, a little irritable.
Xu Laoying, who got the nameplate, was very happy. He carefully carried the nameplate into his arms and patted it happily. After all, it was related to his sexual happiness.
"Cousin~" Xu Laoying stretched out his hand and patted Tang Luo on the shoulder and said, "Are you going to live in the mansion these three days?"
Tang Luo nodded absently, still thinking about his way out of martial arts.
Originally thought that single-player martial arts fusion was his unique skill, even if it was not, he could lead the coquettish for a while, but found that the researchers of the saint family had already stepped ahead of him.
It's as if you came up with a brilliant idea to make money, and you just found out that someone has already made a fortune with this as soon as you are about to reach the pinnacle of your life. This is undoubtedly frustrating.
I can only sigh that there are still many smart people in this world, and the so-called competition is always the top group of people in the world hurting each other, rather than competing with all living beings.
"Then let's go to help Lao Bai sell the characters tomorrow!" Xu Lao Ying said with an excited expression.
"Selling characters?" Tang Luo asked in a daze. After ten days, he somewhat forgot the scholar.
Xu Laoying nodded vigorously, with a strange respect on his face, like a pilgrimage.
"Sell the words, what's your expression?" Tang Luo asked puzzled.
"Eh~ hey!" Xu Laoying waved his hand with a sincere expression: "This is not an ordinary character, it is this one written in vain!"
The gleaming thumb stood in front of Tang Luo, looking at him with a burst of light.
"Can you put out the light?"
"Isn't this for you to see clearly." Xu Lao Ying smiled and extinguished the sword energy that was entwining his fingers.
Tang Luo shook his head and replied, "Where is he selling characters?"
It’s not a bad idea to spend time around, look at calligraphy and calligraphy and change your mind. It’s a bit exhausting to study the integration of martial arts without sleep for ten days.
Although he didn't dabble in calligraphy and painting, he still had the basic aesthetics of the two generations. He also wanted to see what calligraphy Xu Laoying, the son of a sage family, admired so much.
"It's in Fengqing Hutong, it seems to be called Fulin Street." Xu Laoying shared with a smile.
Coincidentally, Tang Luo secretly said in his heart, isn't that near Xingchen Pavilion.
"Okay, we will go tomorrow."
It happened that some days I never went to the pavilion, so I should go to see if Huaji was lazy.
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The second morning
"Cousin, go hurry up!" Xu Laoying led the way vigorously, urging Tang Luo.
Hehe, Tang Luo pulled out an extremely perfunctory smile, still pacing slowly, not at all affected by the urge.
He really admired this cousin. After the chat ended yesterday, he ran directly to the Tianxiang Tower. He went back to the house before dawn, and he just dragged himself up.
The sun hasn't risen yet, and there is no one on the road. How can anyone buy calligraphy and painting so early?
The two swayed to Fulin Street, and saw a simple desk in front of a simple desk with a child, writing on the desk.
"It's here!" Xu Laoying looked excited, turned to Tang Luo and walked forward quickly.
What's so exciting? Tang Luo secretly slandered and followed.
The low light in the morning is not bright, so the yellow paper is even more dark yellow. The child knelt on the chair and wrote the four characters "big, small, me, you" earnestly.
"Yang Fan, did you learn these words today?" Xu Laoying asked, lowering his head, shadow covering the paper.
After Yang Fan finished writing the last stroke of the word "small", he gently placed the pen on the inkstone, raised his head and smiled brightly at Xu Laoying, revealing his mouth missing a few baby teeth.
"Brother Xu, you are here! And...Brother Tang?"
Tang Luo nodded, admiringly said: "The writing is good."
"Of course, Lao Bai's handwriting is written like this!" Xu Laoying was embarrassed with a terrifying thumbs up.
"Brother Xu praised it. The distance between me and everyone in calligraphy is still very far, and I still need more practice." Mi Bai said to Xu Laoying with a serious face, without a trace of pride.
Ten days later, Beibei's wounds have healed, with a gentle expression on his face, and a white shirt, with the demeanor of a literati and hermit, and it looks very good.
People are like celebrities, their words are even more remarkable.
"Did you write this?" Tang Luo asked in surprise when he looked at the words on the shelf for sale.
Mi Bai nodded, took off the word, and handed it to Tang Luo.
This is Mr. Huang Ting’s "Lingjiang", which mainly describes the magnificence of the Lingjiang. It is also a copybook used by most Xiling literati to practice writing. Tang Luo wrote it when he was a child, but looking at this copybook by Mi Bai, he suddenly had something Surprised, the original character can still be written like this.
Chen Rong's essay "Lingjiang" in beige is steep, and the shape of the knots is either straightforward, heavy or light, and has the beauty of "coming like thunder and receiving wrath". He uses his pen forcefully and exerts a heavy force. The fonts are staggered, large and small, opening and closing, the thickness of the line changes obviously, and the ups and downs are dramatic. The last line is written crooked, so crooked that it is almost overwhelming, but this kind of tilt is not blunt, on the contrary, it is more free, just like the volition of Lingjiang's free running, and its own style.
In terms of "Lingjiang" alone, Huang Ting, which is well-known in Xiling, seems not as white as off-white, because the original of "Lingjiang" was in the Tang family, and Tang Luo is still very familiar with it.
So he said directly: "Don't talk about anything else, this one is better than Huang Ting."
"Cousin still has vision!" Xu Laoying heard Tang Luo's words and praised loudly.
He didn't tout because he had a good relationship with Mi Bai, but he felt that Mi Bai's writing was really great, domineering, unfettered, and even wrote a single stroke, like a fairy, come. Go without a trace. A scholar can write such free and arrogant words, which is not comparable to ordinary people.
He kept saying this to Mi Bai, but the stubborn scholar always said that he was still far away. It is rare that Tang Luo agrees with him, which makes him extremely excited.
(End of this chapter)