Su Chan picked up the pen, stood in front of the table, closed her eyes for a while, and waited for everyone to stop laughing. Then she opened her eyes and wrote the three characters "Three Immortals of the Earth" with a solemn face.
When everyone took a look, they saw that Su Chan's handwriting was beautiful, and the strokes were smooth and smooth. There was an indescribable agility and grace. Except for Li Yundong, who was a bad calligrapher, everyone present was a good hand.
Everyone applauds this good calligraphy.
Su Chan put down her pen triumphantly and said to Li Yundong with a smile: "How was it?"
Li Yundong admired in his heart, but glared at her with feigned anger on his face: "What are you so proud of? There are still two left to write."
Li Yundong said to Zhou Qin: "My good disciple, it's your turn, hurry up and show your respect for me!"
Zhou Qin couldn't help laughing when she thought of the "three delicacies from the earth" that Li Yundong had painted like ghostly charms just now.
Li Yundong said angrily: "Hey, are you right? You actually laughed at your master?"
Zhou Qin quickly smiled and said: "Where, how dare I?"
Li Yundong looked at her doubtfully: "Really? How is your handwriting? If you are like me, you'd better not be embarrassed."
Zhou Qin pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just average, just a little bit better than you."
Su Chan immediately answered: "It's just a little bit stronger, and that little bit is just a thousand miles away!"
Everyone laughed, and Li Yundong laughed and cursed: "Smelly girl, I'm waiting for you here!"
After Zhou Qin laughed for a while, she walked to the table, concentrated her mind, and then wrote the words "Di San Xian". Everyone now understood her life experience and knew that Zhou Qin was originally an official lady, but later gave up everything
After practicing Taoism with Li Yundong, they originally thought that Zhou Qin's calligraphy skills should be limited, but when they saw it now, they saw that Zhou Qin's handwriting was dignified and steady, majestic, and the front lines of the words were strong and powerful, revealing an aura that would rather break than bend.
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Su Chan was filled with emotion when she saw this, and couldn't help but admire Zhou Qin a little bit more. She thought to herself: As the saying goes, words are like people, and only people who write such handwriting can do such things.
Ziyuan also nodded in praise: "Good calligraphy, indeed good calligraphy. However, although the calligraphy is good, it is too craftsmanship and not as agile and penetrating as Su Chan's."
Zhou Qin also put down his pen and said with a smile: "That's natural. Su Chan's words seem to be alive and jumping out of each other. I can't compare."
When Su Chan heard this, she was so happy that her eyes narrowed with laughter.
At this time, everyone except Ziyuan had written. Li Yundong smiled and said to Ziyuan: "Is it your turn?"
Ziyuan waved her hand and said, "No, just use Su Chan's calligraphy. Her calligraphy is very good."
Li Yundong smiled and said: "Excessive modesty is tantamount to pride. Everyone has written, but if you don't write, are you looking down on us?"
Ziyuan smiled helplessly: "Okay, then I will show my shame."
After saying that, she walked to the table gracefully, grabbed her sleeve with one hand, and gently grabbed the brush with the other hand.
Li Yundong only saw her graceful posture, and the hand holding the brush showed a bright wrist. Her skin was really as white as snow, and there was a different charm that penetrated people's hearts before she even started writing.
Ziyuan calmed down, and then wrote three words on the paper with a quick pen. When everyone took a look, they saw that these three words were really dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the fairy spirit was elegant, and there was a rush of dust coming from the lines.
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Everyone was a knowledgeable person, and they all cheered loudly.
Zhou Qin admired: "These three earthly immortals are the real immortals. They are truly immortal and refreshing!"
Su Chan was still a little unconvinced. She picked up Ziyuan's handwriting and looked at it. She glanced at the back of the paper and saw that she was clearly printed on the bottom. She turned over a few more sheets and saw that the handwriting on the bottom was also very clear. Su Chan suddenly
He sighed with conviction: "Master Ziyuan is worthy of being the future headmaster of the Linggong Sect. Putting aside his practice, this handwriting is so powerful that it penetrates the back of the paper and penetrates deep into the wood. It's amazing!"
Su Chan turned to Li Yundong and said sincerely: "Yundong, please use Ziyuan's calligraphy. Her calligraphy is indeed better than mine."
Li Yundong smiled and stroked her head: "Is that so sure?"
Su Chan nodded, although there was a smile on her face, a hint of sadness flashed in the corner of her eyes.
Li Yundong looked at it and felt something in his heart. After waiting for everyone to discuss for a while, he saw Su Chan finding an opportunity and an excuse to return to his room, so he quietly hid the words written by Su Chan and came to her room.
When Su Chan saw Li Yundong coming in, she was stunned for a moment, and then she pouted: "Are you here to laugh at me? Laugh, laugh, why am I inferior to others?"
Li Yundong came over with a smile, hugged the little girl, and then let her sit on his lap. Then he hugged her tightly and gave her a smack. Li Yundong said softly: "Silly girl, look at what this is?
"After speaking, he took out a piece of folded paper.
Su Chan looked at it and saw that it was the calligraphy written by herself. She said unhappily: "Isn't it the calligraphy written by me? It's not as good as Zi Yuan's writing, and it can't be used as a plaque. Why are you using it to make fun of me?
Me?"
Li Yundong said softly: "Fool, although Zi Yuan's calligraphy is good and was used to frame the plaque, it was recommended by everyone. In my heart, I like your calligraphy the best."
Su Chan was stunned and looked at Li Yundong in confusion: "Why? I'm not as good at writing as Ziyuan Zhenren?"
Li Yundong laughed and scratched the tip of Su Chan's nose: "You're so stupid, because you wrote these words, so I like them the best! It's one thing to think who writes the best, but whose words you like the most
Words, that’s another thing.”
Su Chan was greatly moved after hearing this. She looked at Li Yundong with tears in her eyes and said, "Yundong, you are so kind to me!" As she said that, she fell into Li Yundong's arms, as if she wished she could hold her in her arms.
It's like they all blended into his body.
Li Yundong hugged Su Chan and said with a smile: "You're very touched, aren't you?"
Su Chan raised her head, wiped away her tears, and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Li Yundong spread out the palm of one hand: "Then please give me back my ghost painting talisman?"
Su Chan burst into laughter and struggled to get up from Li Yundong: "Okay, so I want your ghost talisman! No, no, no, this is my future heirloom, and I want to pass it on from generation to generation!"
Li Yundong hugged Su Chan and prevented her from running away. He laughed and scolded: "You stinky girl, you dare to go against me. I will fight with you today!"
The two of them laughed and laughed for a while, and Li Yundong finally made Su Chan happy. After the two of them went downstairs together, the little girl's unhappiness had disappeared. Li Yundong said to Ziyuan and Zhou Qin: "Since the name of the store has been decided,
Well, I think we might as well split up into two groups. One goes to the store, and the other goes to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to register. What do you think?"
Ziyuan nodded and said: "Okay, that's it!"
Zhou Qin volunteered: "Then I'll go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. After all, I'm more familiar there."
Li Yundong smiled and said: "I will let you go even if you don't tell me. There are so many people here, and you are the only one who knows these things best. Who will go if you don't?"
Zhou Qin pursed his lips and smiled: "Then I'll be there soon."
Li Yundong nodded: "Okay, we will go to the store later to discuss how to decorate this new store."
After a group of people discussed it, Li Yundong, Ziyuan, Ruan Hongling and a large group of people from Huchanmen headed to the pedestrian street. Since the shops had been emptied, Li Yundong had already obtained the key after signing the rental contract yesterday. After entering the door,
, a group of people began to discuss how to decorate and how to design.
While they were discussing in full swing, there were several people not far away from the pedestrian street looking into the store from a distance.
These people are all wearing ordinary people's clothes, but one is shorter and fatter. He is the Zhengyi disciple who went down the mountain with Zhang Tianhe before dragging the iron tower, and the other is a beautiful young woman, Zou Ping.
Next to Zou Ping stood a tall and thin young man. Although his appearance was ordinary, he had an extraordinary bearing and his eyes were like lightning.
The young man looked inside the store and smiled: "Junior sister, is this Li Zhenren who has retired from various sects alone? It doesn't look like it. How much cultivation can you get by hanging with a bunch of vixens? I'm afraid it doesn't live up to its name.
Bar?"
Zou Ping snorted coldly: "Senior Brother, although this guy is lustful and lustful, his cultivation is not fake! Junior Brother Huyan, do you think so?"
A Zhengyi sect disciple named Hu Yan said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Zou Ping is right, this person's cultivation should not be underestimated, senior brother should pay more attention!"
The young man still had a look of disbelief on his face. He sneered: "Walling around among women all day long, no matter how powerful you are, there is definitely a limit! I'm afraid even his inner elixir is a fake elixir. Hey, Zhang Tianhe actually lost to such a thing.
, I will expose the myth that he is number one later!"
When Zi Yuan was known as the number one master among the young generation in the spiritual world, almost all practitioners sold her three points of thin noodles. Even young people with great supernatural powers did not compete with her for the first place. They admired her beauty.
Secondly, Ziyuan's own strength is amazing, and thirdly, even if she wins, it will be disgraceful.
But now that the halo of first place has fallen on Li Yundong, countless young practitioners are immediately ready to take action.
And this young man is none other than Zhang Tianshi's direct disciple. His name is Wang Lingfei. He is Zhang Tianhe's senior brother. His cultivation level is not inferior to Zhang Tianhe's. However, because Zhang Tianhe is Zhang Tianshi's son, Zhang Tianhe is not as good as Zhang Tianhe in the sect.
He's status is much higher than his, and he has always disdained his junior brother.
He got all the benefits, learned all the good exercises, and gave him all the elixirs and elixirs, but in the end his cultivation was not better than his own.
Wang Lingfei heard that Zhang Tianhe was defeated by Li Yundong with one move, and he felt even more gloating. He thought to himself: Zhang Tianhe lost with one move. If I can defeat Li Yundong, I will not only become famous in one battle, but also prove it in front of the leader.
Why not do it yourself?
Zou Ping realized what he was thinking, and with a little encouragement, Wang Lingfei followed.
Zou Ping felt unhappy when she saw that Wang Lingfei was so arrogant that he also belittled Zhang Tianhe, whom she had a crush on. She curled her lips with a look of disapproval, but her expression was fleeting and soon disappeared from the corner of her mouth.
He let out a laugh and said, "Senior brother, we will sweep the formation for you."
The young man snorted: "Why do you need to raid the formation? I can do it by myself."
He was about to step forward when he suddenly saw four young men who looked like gangsters opening the door carelessly and entering the store.
The young man was stunned for a moment. Seeing that there were secular mortals inside, he stopped again and wanted to wait until these secular mortals went out.
After these gangster-like young people entered the store, it was better not to look at them. But once they took a look, they were stunned by the number of beauties in the store, and their mouths were drooling three feet long.
Li Yundong saw these people with colorful heads, slutty clothes, and greedy and lustful eyes, as if he wanted to swallow all the beauties in the room. He was secretly unhappy and shouted in a deep voice:
"Who are you?"
Li Yundong's voice, which implied the mantra Maha Mudra, made these gangsters come back to their senses in shock.
A yellow-headed gangster with a head like a chicken coop wiped the corner of his mouth with saliva, put his hands on his hips, and said to Li Yundong arrogantly: "Hey, who is the boss here?"
Li Yundong and Ziyuan looked at each other. Ziyuan nodded. Li Yundong understood and cupped his hands and said, "That's me. Is there anything wrong with you?"
The yellow-haired gangster yelled: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that from now on I will pay a monthly protection fee here!"
When Li Yundong heard this, he was dumbfounded: What, you pay the protection fee every month? Who do you think you are? Do you think this is the old society? Do you think this is Hong Kong? Do you think you are a Wenqiang?
The other members of the Hu Chan Sect were also weirded out, and thought to themselves: They are really ignorant of life and death. They actually tried to extort money from our leader. Are they looking for death?