Chapter 27 The inscription of the ancestors, everyone's attention!
When they heard that their ancestors wanted to inscribe an inscription for Juxian Tower, Pao Yuandao and Huang Sanye were extremely excited.
"Xiaohe, hurry up, arrange the desk quickly, and go get some paper and pens."
For Pao Yuandao, it is a supreme honor to receive the inscription from his ancestor Chen Nan, and his Xianju Tower will definitely flourish.
For Huang Sanye and others, this is a once-in-a-lifetime feast.
Many elders of the three old families have heard of Chen Nan's legendary deeds.
Back then, Chen Nan was a master of dance and writing, and was proficient in all kinds of martial arts.
Now our ancestor Chen Nan is so happy that he suddenly decided to inscribe an inscription on Juxian Tower. He must not miss this opportunity to copy.
Seeing Pao He and the others setting up the calligraphy scene, pens, inks, paper and inkstones all came into play.
Huang Sanye waved his hand excitedly, "Quickly, let all the young people in the box come out to watch the grand ceremony. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
All of a sudden, young talents from the three established families walked out of the box one after another, all of them confused.
"What's going on? Why did you let us out all of a sudden?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, do you want to be beaten and kicked out of the family?"
This reminder made those young talents look shocked and fearful. They quickly covered their mouths with their hands and stopped talking.
"I just heard Uncle Huang say that we should watch our ancestors inscribe the inscriptions on the Juxian Tower."
"Inscription?" Everyone was startled, and then they noticed that desks had been set up in the hall of Juxian Tower.
Then everyone heard Huang Tianyi's loud voice.
"The ancestors want to inscribe an inscription for the Juxian Tower. You young people must observe this feast carefully. How much insights you can gain depends entirely on your personal destiny."
When all the young people heard this, they blinked their eyes, somewhat confused.
When they thought about it, it was just an inscription by their ancestors. There was really no need to mobilize so many people, yet they were allowed to observe and learn from it.
Is the green-robed ancestor standing in front of the desk in the center of the hall really that powerful?
Many young talents even think that this is just a group of people from the three major families working together to make their ancestors happy.
That's a bit too exaggerated.
But with Zhang Cheng's lessons learned, young talents from the three major established families did not dare to speak out even if they were dissatisfied.
"Sister-in-law, I didn't expect that my ancestor could actually write and paint." In the front row of the crowd, two girls, Lin Jia and Chen Xiang, got together as soon as they met.
After this period of getting along with each other, and the fact that Chen Nan and Chen Xiang's grandparents helped Lin Jia speak before, Lin Jia felt grateful and her relationship with Chen Xiang deepened.
Her words of "little sister" made those who were curious about Chen Xiang's identity very shocked and horrified, and they couldn't help but look at Chen Xiang.
"It turns out that this girl is a descendant of that old man."
"When I think about it, no wonder she looks so familiar. It turns out that she is the female anchor on Maoya Live Broadcasting Platform."
While some people were discussing, they recognized Chen Xiang and were shocked. When they looked at Chen Nan again, their minds were buzzing and they were even more shocked.
Chen Xiang was also surprised. He was so pleasantly surprised that he stared at his ancestor Chen Nan with a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly. He was very curious about what this old man had experienced in that turbulent era.
"I just found out that my great-grandfather didn't draw blindly, right?"
Speaking of this, Lin Jiamei's eyes flashed and she shook her head and said: "My ancestor must have some strength. Oh, by the way, sister-in-law, the purification bottle that was entrusted to my dad for auction last time was auctioned for 100 million.
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"What? One hundred million?" Chen Xiang's eyes and pupils were trembling, and his mind was in turmoil. He was really frightened.
To her, 100 million is simply an astronomical figure.
A seemingly ordinary white bottle was auctioned for a high price of 100 million.
This is the real thing that our ancestors have in their hands.
She looked horrified, took a deep breath, and looked at her ancestor at the desk in the center of the hall with a strong light in her beautiful eyes.
Her ancestors are really her lucky stars.
At this time, with everyone watching, Pan Yuandao personally stepped forward to open an exquisite box and handed over the brush in the box. His respectful look made everyone look shocked.
"The purple and gold wolf-hair brush, isn't this the favorite of the braided emperor back then?" When Chen Nan saw the brush handed to him, his eyes lit up and he laughed with emotion.
Pao Yuandao said respectfully: "Senior, you have good eyesight. This brush was given to my Pao family by the Braided Emperor. I once heard my grandfather say that you were a popular person around the Braided Emperor back then."
"Hahaha, old things from the past, it doesn't matter if you don't mention them, it doesn't matter." Chen Nan's eyes were filled with happiness and he waved his hands repeatedly.
In fact, I often mentioned the things between myself and the braided emperor.
These words from Pao Yuandao shocked the young people watching.
Extremely shocked.
Good guy, this old ancestor in front of me turned out to be the popular person next to the braided emperor back then.
No wonder the elders in the clan respect him so much!
While everyone was horrified, Huang Sanye came to the desk with a cane and a respectful look on his face. He put the cane aside and smiled very respectfully.
"Master, let me sharpen the inkstone for you."
"Can you do it? You are obviously younger than me, but you look older than me." Chen Nan looked at Mr. Huang and cursed with a smile.
Huang Sanye had a smile on his face, and he felt that this was his master's favor for him. Even though he was trembling, he still started to sharpen the inkstone.
"Yes, of course. It would be Xiao Huang's honor to be able to grind the inkstone for Master."
"Hahaha, you're very flattering." Chen Nan smiled.
Although Huang Sanye's hands were shaking badly, he was methodical and took every step accurately.
Here, grinding and inkstone has become a science.
"That's right, I've seen Zhengrong teach you a lot." Chen Nan nodded with satisfaction, picked up the purple and gold wolf brush, and dabbed the ink a few times.
Being praised by his ancestors, Mr. Huang was extremely happy, and his eyes were full of fiery light.
The conversation between the two of them left the young talents onlookers dumbfounded and stirred up a storm in their hearts.
I really can’t believe it!
Who is Mr. Huang? He is the most authoritative person in Jiangcheng.
Everyone present, except Chen Nan, who dares to talk to Mr. Huang like this?
The old ancestor in green robe in front of me is simply too terrifying.
In shock, everyone's eyes fell on the movements of Chen Nan's hands.
At this moment, everyone is paying attention.
"Juxian Pavilion, what is Juxian? What is immortal? Do any of you here know?"
Under the attention of everyone, Chen Nan paused with the brush in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced around, asking questions.
Faced with the inquiry, everyone shook their heads, but what made them even more nervous was that the ink on the tip of the brush in Chen Nan's hand actually dripped on the paper.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and felt regretful and disappointed.
Right now it looks like this piece of paper is ruined.
"Juxian literally means "Juxian". You don't even understand this. What is an immortal? One person and one mountain are considered immortals!" Chen Nan shook his head in disappointment.
It seems that none of the people present have the qualifications to become immortals.
He shook his head in disappointment and glanced at the drop of ink dripping on the paper. He did not replace it, but instead followed the smeared drop of ink and began to stroke it down.
Underneath the flowing clouds and flowing water, a word "immortal" comes alive above it.
When everyone saw the word "immortal", they were all shocked. They seemed to see a person trying to climb up the mountain.
Not only that, they even saw the elegant and immortal atmosphere in this word.