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Chapter 173 Calligraphy, Spiritual Objects

Wu Yan and Lin Xiao were completely exhausted and frustrated.

Layman Lingbao wanted to comfort them, but he saw that Yang Zhiyuan had already approached Xu Yan, so he quickly followed him.

"Brother Zhiyuan, you must be careful and make an agreement for us to be together!"

"Hey brother Lingbao, just go and do your spiritual things. This is a word. My old profession, don't compete with me!"

"You're kidding! This is a word, but it's also a spiritual thing. I've already seen the aura within it!"

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting, Wu Yan and Lin Xiao stood up in frustration.

What a shock! The objects they spent so much money to buy turned out to have nothing to do with spiritual objects, but the words Brother Yan brought had spiritual auras?

"I remember holding the grass!" Wu Yan slapped his forehead and exclaimed: "Brother Yan is the miracle doctor Xu, so the words last time were also written by Brother Yan!"

"Haha, what kind of spiritual object are we looking for, what potential investment is there, and we can just use Brother Yan's calligraphy as a spiritual object and sell it!"

"Get rich, get rich!"

Wu Yan was dancing and dancing, and Bian Dian ran over to grab the two unexpanded words.

Yang Zhiyuan and Master Lingbao suddenly became anxious. They both opened their arms and stopped in front of the table, looking like they were fighting for their lives.

Especially Yang Zhiyuan, who was so gentle and polite, actually said with red eyes: "Little friend Wu, we don't play like this, this is the word Mr. Xu gave us!"

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Wu Yan and Lin Xiao rushed towards Xu Yan and fell to the ground. They hugged one of his legs, one on the left and the other on the right, and shouted: "Brother Yan, please give me a word!"

Xu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his eyebrows and said: "Okay, then one of you is Yuqian and the other is Degang. Well, get up, Lin Yuqian and Wu Degang!"

"???" Wu Yan and Lin Xiao were both stunned. As Lingbao and Lingbao laughed, they said sadly: "The words I want you to write are not in the right size!"

After finally getting them to calm down, Layman Lingbao and Yang Zhiyuan rubbed their hands together excitedly and prepared to unfold two words.

They looked nervous, looking like they wanted to take a bath and burn incense first.

Xu Yan smiled and said: "You two, you really don't have to be like this. These two paintings are actually similar to the two paintings you saw before!"

"Okay, okay!" Lingbao and his wife swallowed, carefully unfolded the two words, and then stood stunned on the spot in surprise!

Lin Xiao looked over and said, "Huifeng Hechang?

Wu Yan also put his head in: "Huh? Spiritual light treasure energy? It's very ordinary. This is Brother Yan's basic level."

"Ordinary? You call this ordinary?" As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhiyuan was furious and jumped to his feet and said: "Do you know the words, little fat man?"

Good guy, I made the old man so angry that he even stopped calling Wu Xiaoyou.

Wu Yan was so frightened that he was about to retaliate before he remembered that this was a real master of calligraphy!

It's the kind of person who can just write a word and be bought at a high price right from the start. You can't afford to offend him!

He shrank his neck, but Yang Zhiyuan still stared and said: "Look at the structure of the font and the traces of the strokes. That's just the most basic thing. It depends on the rhyme of the characters. Do you understand the rhyme of the characters?"

"I don't understand very well!" Wu Yan shook his head obediently, he didn't understand it in the first place!

Yang Zhiyuan waved his hand impatiently, stared at the two words with bright eyes, and said excitedly: "That is... flesh and blood spirit!"

"They are no longer just lines outlined with ink on rice paper, but have their own flesh and blood, spirit and spirit!"

"Hiss!" Lin Xiao took a breath and widened his eyes.

"Do you understand?" Wu Yan turned to look at him unhappily. Lin Xiao quickly shook his head: "I don't understand, but it sounds awesome!"

"Huh! The spiritual light treasure, the real spiritual light treasure!" At this time, the layman Lingbao finally stood up and looked at Xu Yan in surprise, admiring with a complex expression.

"You two are so complimentary, but it was just random scribblings and accidental collisions!" Xu Yan smiled modestly, "I originally promised to send two paintings of calligraphy, but now I have finally sent them. I hope you don't dislike it!"

"Don't despise it, don't despise it, it's like finding a treasure... No, this is a treasure!" The exclamation was already over, and Yang Zhiyuan couldn't wait to come over, "Mr. Xu, can you spare a moment and teach me how to write?

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Layman Lingbao also looked forward to it: "Yes, Mr. Xu, I also want to ask you, how to write such a spiritual light, please teach me!"

Wu Yan and Lin Xiao were both numb. The two of them, a spiritual creature master and a calligraphy master, were actually asking Brother Yan for advice?

Fortunately, they were still thinking about how to get close to the two of them. They wanted to learn some skills in identifying treasures and asked for some calligraphy!

It turns out that the great god is by his side, but he is still with the miracle doctor, oh, he is still with the Huajin warrior... The great god is so perverted!

Xu Yan blinked, cupped his hands and said: "You two are serious, we are all friends, but there is no need to ask for advice!"

"Both of them are celebrities in the antique street, and they have extensive knowledge. It is my honor to communicate with them, and it is also an honor for Wu Yan and the others!"

Yang Zhiyuan was a little confused. Who wanted to communicate with the two boys next to him? They were two antique street gangsters, let alone know calligraphy!

But Layman Lingbao was stunned for a moment, his eyes brightened, and he said with a smile: "Doctor Xu said something serious. Since we are all friends, of course we should communicate more!"

"But today, I would like to ask Doctor Xu to teach me and Brother Zhiyuan first. These two little brothers will come to Lingbaozhai more often. We will definitely answer all questions without hiding anything. We will teach anyone we can!"

Lingbao heard it, and Xu Yan pointed it out specifically, wanting Wu Yanlinxiao to learn from Lingbaozhai!

Of course he had no reason to refuse. On the contrary, he was happy to take this opportunity to get closer to Xu Yan!

After all, Wu Yan and Lin Xiao will represent Xu Yan in the future!

Wu Yan and Lin Xiao were both a little confused, so... can they come here often for advice in the future? Let Brother Yan handle it? Brother Yan is so awesome!

"You two little friends will drink tea for a while and take a look at whatever you want!" Seeing Xu Yan smiling and nodding, Lingbao couldn't wait to say: "We and Dr. Xu will go to the inner room to talk in detail first. Sit down quickly. Don't sit down.

You’re welcome, just treat it as your own home!”

While the two were at a loss, Xu Yan followed them into the inner room.

Only when I entered did I realize that the inner room was more refined and elegant. The porcelain, calligraphy and paintings were all of high quality, and the furnishings were also very particular!

After being polite, the three of them sat down and two of them were served tea.

Xu Yan quickly declined and said straight to the point: "I actually have a lot of questions about these words, and I just want to ask you two."

"I can feel the spirit of flesh and blood that Master Yang mentioned, and I only felt it after writing it, but why is it there?"

"I can see the aura and precious energy in the eyes of a layman using a special method used by doctors, but I also don't understand how it is formed."

Yang Zhiyuan and Lingbao paused while holding tea. They were full of questions and wanted to ask Xu Yan, but what happened when they were asked first when they entered the door?

Layman Lingbao pondered for a moment, then turned around and said, "Brother Zhiyuan, why don't you talk to Dr. Xu first?"

"Okay!" Yang Zhiyuan couldn't wait, and he sat up straight and said: "My master once said that if the words are high and deep, the spirit can be passed down through the ages and the essence and spirit will not be extinguished, that is, there is a spirit of flesh and blood!"

"I have talked with the layman. The words my master said are close to Tao in nature, and they have the rhyme and aura of Tao. They are no longer dead, but a living thing..."

Yang Zhiyuan paused again, smiled sheepishly and asked, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, am I going a bit far-fetched when I say this?"

"Although it is mysterious, I can still understand it!" Xu Yan nodded seriously, "Master, please continue!"

"I don't dare to claim to be a teacher in front of the teacher!" Yang Zhiyuan waved his hand and continued: "In short, when words have spirit, they can influence people just like they have flesh and blood. This is actually a kind of aura, and it has become a spiritual object!"

"Mr.'s previous words "Yu Leaping over the Dragon Gate" and "Jing" can obviously affect people in different moods. Today's two words, "Huifeng" and "Changguan", make people feel like a spring breeze, and the spiritual light and precious energy are also auspicious. They can obviously affect people.

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"My master didn't write two paintings with similar words until shortly before he passed away. To be disrespectful, those two paintings were different from the two before Mr., let alone compared with the two paintings today!"

Xu Yan's heart moved, and he raised his hands curiously: "Master Yang, please forgive me. Who is your respected master?"

"A casual Taoist monk has won the title of Beidou Calligrapher of Eastern Province with his calligraphy!" Yang Zhiyuan said with a smile: "My master is an easy-going man and never cares about fame and fortune. I must have never heard of him, sir."

Xu Yan nodded, secretly curious, Taoist, a Taoist who writes?

Did he learn the art of calligraphy, or did he develop it on his own?


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