Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 612: One Year as a Book Master
Half an hour later.

Qing Mang had no choice but to stop gesturing.

The calligraphy on the stele is too profound for it.

At this time, it saw that Miss Lan was still beside it, and it understood what she had said before, so it said: "Miss Lan, there is no need to wait any longer. I don't know when the Lord will come back. Maybe the Lord has already left the book city."

In the ox cart.

Donggong Lan said nothing, just waited quietly.

"Although the Lord will never abandon me, Qing Mang, he often abandons me. Sigh, it makes me sad to talk about it."

Qing Mang shook his ox head and said.

"If the gentleman does not return, Lan can go to Zangshan Academy."

Donggong Lan was silent for a while.

"Waiting in the academy is indeed a solution."

Qing Mang nodded, thought for a moment and advised: "But, it's useless, why bother? There are many men in the world, although they are far inferior to my lord, but they are not bad..."

"You do not understand."

Donggong Lan didn't say anything else after he finished speaking.

Qingmang was a bit bored, so he ate some grass for a while, then lay down in front of a stele and started to observe, his front hooves still gesturing...

But calligraphy is still too difficult for it.

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Ten miles away.

In front of a ten-foot-high stele with inscriptions on it, Feng Qingyan was quietly observing.

The ink characters on the stele seemed to have transformed into spirits, flying out from the stele one by one, dancing in the air, chasing around the stele, or playing and circling with each other...

Feng Qingyan followed the ink elves with his eyes, observing their every move and capturing the charm they exuded.

This is the calligraphy of the King of Calligraphy, which indeed contains a majestic breath of life.

Every ink character is like a life.

This made Feng Qingyan amazed.

He closed his eyes at some point, but ink words appeared in his mind, dancing in his heart like elves.

He has captured all the charm of this stele with the inscription "Wang" on it.

Now it is merging.

About half an hour later, he opened his eyes and walked to the next stele to continue observing or copying.

And when he opened his eyes, he broke through again and became a sixth-rank calligrapher.

This is just the past three days.

Although it is rare in the world to break through two realms in one night and then break through another realm three days later, it is not impossible and it cannot be said to be rare in the world.

In such a big world, things like this always happen from time to time.

of course.

This is indeed an astonishing move.

But when it comes to canonization, it can only be said to be a normal operation.

His goal in coming to the Book City was very clear, which was to enter the realm of Book King and obtain the title of Book King within a year.

So, the time left for him...

There are many more.

One year is more than enough!
It’s not that he is so arrogant, nor that he has an amazing talent in calligraphy, but that for him, if he masters one method, he can master all methods.

Ever since he entered the bookstore, he has not touched a pen or dipped a piece of ink.

I have never learned to read.

but.

But he broke through again and again.

In fact, this seems extremely absurd to many writers.

As the saying goes, never let go of writing!
How can you learn calligraphy without even touching a pen or getting ink on it? However, this is possible for Feng Qingyan and many other calligraphers, masters, and kings.

In fact, Feng Qingyan never really played it when he was in Qincheng.

However, he has achieved the title of Qin Master.

In fact, whether you are learning piano or calligraphy, you don’t necessarily need a piano or a pen. You just need to use your heart and brain.

During these three days, Feng Qingyan's mind was filled with the inscriptions on the stele.

All of them are written in ink.

What you see, what you think, what you imagine, and what you think are all calligraphy.

Looking up at the sky is calligraphy, looking down at the falling leaves is calligraphy, lying down to rest the soul is calligraphy... He is in calligraphy all the time.

About half an hour later, he left one stele and walked towards the next. No matter which stele it was, it seemed to only take half an hour.

The ten-foot-long stele is no exception.

In half an hour, he could fully grasp the charm of the inscriptions and integrate them into his own calligraphy. However, it was not so easy to prove the status of the King of Calligraphy.

But he is not in a hurry now.

He needs to be promoted to the fourth rank of Shu Xiang as soon as possible.

Therefore, he constantly absorbs or integrates the calligraphy of others, which is the fastest way for him. However, for others, it is not a good thing. After all, integrating or absorbing too much calligraphy of others will affect one's own calligraphy and make it difficult to get out of one's own style.

It is even possible that you will be suppressed by the calligraphy of others for your entire life.

Not to mention being able to prove the title of Book Master.

But Feng Qingyan felt that he could do it.

He thought that although the position of Book Lord was not difficult, was it more difficult than the position of Void Saint?

Since it is impossible to pass it, then he can obtain the title of Book Master, and it won’t take too much time...

He is so arrogant.

in fact.

This is how the time of the year is allocated.

Within one month, you will break through and enter the realm of book appearance, and the remaining eleven months will be used to extract the essence and remove the dross.

That is to truly absorb, integrate, make use of it, and develop your own style.

Attain the title of Book Lord.

A month later, only three or four days had passed, and he had already broken through three realms. The remaining twenty days were enough for him to break through two realms in a row.

So he was not in a hurry, but relaxed and toured the book city.

Work and rest.

The Book City might not know about his arrival, otherwise the King of Books would definitely come to the Book City in person to greet him.

And he will be surrounded by people.

However, one can still calm down and watch the inscriptions on the stele as he pleases. Of course, there are also a lot of writers in front and behind him, so he can also do it.

But I still feel light and comfortable being alone.

He had not yet entered the city.

in fact.

He could no longer tell whether the place he was in could be considered a book city.

After all, there are many scholars and students here who are observing inscriptions on steles, copying calligraphy, or discussing the art of calligraphy. Elegant bamboo buildings and wooden pavilions can be seen everywhere.

He also saw a middle-aged writer writing by a stream beside the forest.

The black words were written on the stream.

However, the ink characters remained condensed and did not disperse, but slowly floated away with the stream.

Feng Qingyan stopped and watched when he saw it.

This requires at least the realm of calligraphy to be able to write in the river.

It is said that if the calligrapher writes the word "fish" in the river, it will turn into small fish. If it is the calligrapher saint, the word "fish" may turn into real fish and may not die for decades...

That person is about to enter the realm of Shujun.

Feng Qingyan pondered.

He vaguely felt that the ink words in the water of Zhongxi River already contained a faint breath of life.

No matter whether it is the King of Zither, the King of Calligraphy, or even the King of Painting or Chess, if one wants to attain the position of King, one must possess the breath of life.

There is life in the zither.

There is life in books.

There is life in chess.

There is life in the painting.

This is you!

He watched for a while and then turned and left.

However, before he had walked far, he saw a few figures that he had some impression of.

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(End of this chapter)