Looking at the poem in his hand, Shuhan couldn't suppress the shock in his eyes, and a huge wave of panic arose in his heart. "Is there any successor to the teacher's fish-dragon dance?" Looking at the familiar font, which looked like a dragon soaring, Shuhan murmured in his heart. The teacher once said that he will only accept four disciples in this life, and the purpose is to pass on the four skills of the immortal family. These three arts, piano, chess, and painting, are quite good. Although they are also mysterious and difficult to understand, there are still geniuses who can slowly learn them. However, the calligraphy of Yulongwu is too restrictive and requires that you have never been exposed to other calligraphy in your life. Scholars may not have learned music, chess, and painting before they achieved success in Confucianism and Taoism, but they must have learned calligraphy! This is necessary, and it is also a hurdle that cannot be overcome. This alone has eliminated 90% of the people. The remaining 10% need to reach the level of "meaning" before learning any calligraphy. Only then can they reach the threshold of learning the fish and dragon dance. But how is this possible?
If you don’t know how to calligraphy, how can you reach the level of meaning words before learning the fish and dragon dance? Everyone thought it was a fool's dream. Even Ruxian had been waiting for more than three hundred years and still could not find the last successor. But now! Someone learned it! "Little Junior Brother" Shuhan looked up at Su Changqing and said incredulously: "Have you never learned any calligraphy before?" Su Changqing shook his head, "No, how can I, a mountain man, learn calligraphy?" "Then when did you reach the level of the word 'meaning'?" "On the day the teacher taught me, one word became the word 'shape', the second word the word 'skill', and the third word became the word 'meaning'." Listening to that simple explanation, Shuhan's head buzzed and he almost lost his balance. Three strokes of success! He has seen countless geniuses in the Holy Academy, but no one has ever reached such a terrifying level! "Monster! This is definitely a peerless talent that will never appear in the literary world for thousands of years!" Shuhan looked at Su Changqing with a bit of passion in his eyes. What Wenbi and Lingsi were, he had completely forgotten about it at this time. Not to mention anything else, just this fish-dragon dance calligraphy with the word "meaning" perfect will crush 90% of the readers! "Senior brother, what's wrong with this word? Please enlighten me!" Seeing that Shuhan looked wrong, Su Changqing said cautiously. "Advice." Shuhan smiled bitterly. How could he be qualified to teach Su Changqing?
Immortal Seal · Fish and Dragon Dance, only Ruxian in the world has this ability to give guidance. Although he has mastered calligraphy, the calligraphy he learned is far from Yulongwu. Just like the secret skills practiced by other practitioners, one is the heaven level and the other is the earth level. Although the person on the earth level has condensed his life seal, in terms of level and power, it is far inferior to the secret skills of the heaven level. "Senior brother, if you have any questions, just ask me, I can bear it!" Seeing that Shuhan was silent for a long time without saying a word, Su Changqing couldn't hold himself any longer and said with a wry smile. "What can you have." Shuhan saw Su Changqing's misunderstanding and hurriedly wanted to explain, but suddenly thought of what the teacher said before leaving. "Hit your little junior brother well." Shuhan raised his eyebrows, he seemed to understand what the teacher meant. Looking at Su Changqing's worried look, he apologized in his heart, but then looked serious behind him, "Junior brother, your words are really problematic. It's been so long and you still haven't entered the Tao?" "This is the worst among our fellow brothers. It can't even compare to me, an incompetent disciple." As he spoke, Shuhan rolled up his sleeves and picked up his pen. One line was extremely neat, and the words full of uprightness jumped onto the paper. "You actually have mastered the word 'Tao'? Senior brother is a great talent!" Su Changqing was surprised and said with great admiration. He had heard from his teacher that the senior brother had only followed the teacher for half a year, and he could master the word "Tao" in half a year, which was much faster than him. Originally, he was full of confidence and wanted to compete with his senior brother. Now that he sees his senior brother's true abilities, all those little arrogance suddenly vanished into ashes. "Teacher really didn't lie to me. A year of careful teaching is not as good as a senior who has followed the teacher for half a year." Su Changqing couldn't help but sigh, with a look of loneliness on his face. "Ahem, forget about the calligraphy instruction. I had another chance when I was young, and we learned different calligraphy." "Just take a look for yourself, keep working hard, and strive to become a master of calligraphy as soon as possible." Shuhan touched his nose in embarrassment, almost blushing as he spoke. The level of others is even higher than his, but he ended up coaching here. Wouldn't it be a shame if my junior brother found out about this? "Teacher made a mistake!" Shuhan shouted in his heart, preparing to miss this link quickly and move on to the next one.
When it comes to calligraphy, my junior brother has inherited the fish and dragon dance from his teacher, which is unparalleled. Then painting can be done, right? He has a good foundation and is the first to inherit the teacher's ink charm and painting fairy. He definitely has a say in this! "Junior brother." Shuhan spoke confidently, but before he could finish his words, he saw Su Changqing staring closely at the words he wrote with a clear understanding on his face. After a moment, a light flashed in Su Changqing's eyes, and he wrote a few lines of words on the plain paper like a flying phoenix. Shuhan looked down, his eyes widened suddenly, and he squirted out a mouthful of water. The line of words on the plain paper disappears into the paper, making it invisible to ordinary people. But in his eyes, it was a fish and dragon dancing together, entangled and intertwined, and every word was full of unspeakable charm. If he sent a ray of righteousness at this time, the line of words would instantly turn into a dragon and soar into the sky. "Enter the Dao?" Shu Han was dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the faint but extremely clear words and fell silent. He didn't teach anything. He just wrote a simple word of entering the Dao, and the junior brother suddenly realized it? This understanding is too terrifying, isn't it? Little did he know that Su Changqing could actually enter the Dao through calligraphy, but Li Qingchen had been suppressing it. Now Shu Han's words were just an introduction, allowing Su Changqing to accumulate and take that step smoothly. "Thank you for your guidance, senior brother!" "If it weren't for senior brother, I'm afraid it would take some time for me to break through." Su Changqing bowed seriously and thanked him sincerely. Shu Han waved his hands repeatedly, looking at a loss. It was not right to accept or not accept this greeting. He hurriedly changed the subject and said: "I've seen your calligraphy, um. It's OK." "Let's learn painting next. The teacher has taught the four arts of Confucianism and Taoism, right?" Speaking of painting, Shuhan calmed down a little, after all, it was his strong point. "I have been taught, but the teacher said it was just average." Su Changqing said with some embarrassment. "No problem, I have some insights on painting, just paint casually, I will give you guidance."
Shuhan waved his hand and smiled confidently. Just kidding, his painting is perfect in "meaning", and it is also a very difficult painting fairy, which is much better than the general entry painting art. This is more than enough to guide the little junior brother. Thinking of this, Shuhan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tea beside him, and took a big sip. And Su Changqing did not doubt him, picked up the brush seriously, leaned forward slightly, straightened his back, and wrote down. His posture was calm and focused, his wrists turned flexibly, and he looked lifelike, as if he had walked out of the painting and gradually jumped onto the paper. Seeing this, Shuhan, who was opposite the desk, picked up the teacup and came to Su Changqing, ready to teach him carefully, so as to correct the majesty of his senior brother. But when he looked down, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and sprayed a mouthful of tea on Su Changqing's side face. "Senior brother." Su Changqing wiped his face helplessly, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it." Shuhan held the teacup in one hand and looked at the scroll on the desk, standing there like a fool. Say it? What the hell is he talking about! It's okay for the fish and dragon dance to enter the Tao, but this damn fairy in the painting is also a perfect artistic conception! What is he asking him to teach? Who is he scolding? Shuhan turned his head stiffly and looked outside the door, with a look of resentment on his face, "Teacher, are you scolding my junior brother or me?"