What was wrong with this kid?
Qin Chuan was slightly stunned.
The reason why he gave them the calligraphy treasure was firstly because of the promise he made last time.
Secondly, he wanted to see if he could swindle a few more of these spirit treasures over.
Using low-grade Postnatal spirit treasures as scissors for trimming flowers.
In the entire Wilderness, he was considered unique.
Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the four of them as if they were gods of fortune.
You seem to be quite rich in the Earth Celestial Stage.
If I don't cheat you of more things, I'll be letting down your hearts that love music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan asked in a clear voice,"Tell me, what kind of calligraphy do you like? Do you want words or paintings, mountains or water?”
He could still choose?
The four of them were completely stunned.
It was already a great honor to be able to receive the favor of a saint and give one or two pieces of calligraphy to the undership.
But now, not only did the Saint have to personally write for them, but he also allowed them to make requests.
This Saint was really too easy-going!
Of course, even if the Saint said so, they did not dare to make any demands of the Saint.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming quickly stood up and said,"Senior, please do as you please."
Behind the table, Qin Chuan nodded.
Since it was casual, it was much simpler.
Since Fellow Daoist Ming Gong loved playing chess so much…
Qin Chuan suddenly had an idea.
Immediately, Qin Chuan spread the paper and started writing.
In terms of calligraphy attainments, Qin Chuan had long reached the peak.
In just a few seconds, a poem appeared on the paper.
Qin Chuan put down the brush and waited for the ink to dry. Then, he picked up the words on the table and shook them violently.
A grand and unrestrained cursive script that did not lose its natural flow was instantly presented in front of the four of them.
"Fellow Daoist Ming Gong, are you satisfied with this?”
Qin Chuan smiled.
The four of them looked at the words, their eyes filled with shock.
Especially Zhao Gongming, he was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground.
"Three cups of wine in human affairs, a game of chess in fleeting years.”
"The Green Mountain is not tired of drinking three cups of wine, and only one game of chess is lost in a long day.”
Seconds, really too seconds!
Looking at this poem, Zhao Gongming felt as if he was in a quiet place.
He drank three cups of wine every day, looked at the Wilderness with a smile, and observed his life. Time passed quickly, but he was like a chess piece in the chessboard of the Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, Duke Zhao seemed to see two people playing chess in this quiet place.
And their chessboard was the Great Dao of the Heavens and the living beings of the Untainted Land!
Was this the realm of a Saint?
Zhao Gongming had an epiphany.
He is still melancholy about how to cross the matter of becoming a god, but this person in front of him has already transcended the heavenly way, spending every day in the joy of playing chess and drinking, laughing at the changes of the great tribulation.
This state of mind was enough for Zhao Gongming to study for the rest of his life!
At this moment, Zhao Gongming respectfully came forward and put the calligraphy away.
Not only did this calligraphy have a great effect on the improvement of his state of mind, but it also had a great effect on his cultivation.
Moreover, it would be of great use to the advancement of his chess skills, the growth of his cultivation, and even his understanding of the Primordial God Deification in the future!
After keeping the calligraphy, Zhao Gongming respectfully bowed to Qin Chuan before leaving.
Qin Chuan nodded his head in satisfaction. It seemed that the effect was not bad.
There was also the calligraphy of the three sisters.
Qin Chuan pondered for a moment.
Yun Lan's name had the word 'Yun' in it, and she was like an ice mountain.
He might as well give her a myriad of auspicious clouds.
Qiong Lan was like a daffodil flower, quiet and beautiful, her personality gentle like jade.
It would be best to give her the Immemorial Green Lotus Painting.
The last one was Bi Lan. Compared to her two sisters, this girl was lively and lively, as cute as a fairy.
This was a little difficult.
Qin Chuan looked out of the cave dwelling with a troubled expression.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Didn't he want to draw a picture of me coming out of seclusion?
Although this painting did not match this girl, there was nothing he could do.
Who asked them to let him do whatever he wanted?
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan had already made up his mind. He once again spread out the white paper and picked up his brush.
In less than 15 minutes, the three paintings were completed.
Qin Chuan spread his hands.
"Take a look. Are you satisfied?" What was wrong with this kid?
Qin Chuan was slightly stunned.
The reason why he gave them the calligraphy treasure was firstly because of the promise he made last time.
Secondly, he wanted to see if he could swindle a few more of these spirit treasures over.
Using low-grade Postnatal spirit treasures as scissors for trimming flowers.
In the entire Wilderness, he was considered unique.
Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the four of them as if they were gods of fortune.
You seem to be quite rich in the Earth Celestial Stage.
If I don't cheat you of more things, I'll be letting down your hearts that love music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan asked in a clear voice,"Tell me, what kind of calligraphy do you like? Do you want words or paintings, mountains or water?”
He could still choose?
The four of them were completely stunned.
It was already a great honor to be able to receive the favor of a saint and give one or two pieces of calligraphy to the undership.
But now, not only did the Saint have to personally write for them, but he also allowed them to make requests.
This Saint was really too easy-going!
Of course, even if the Saint said so, they did not dare to make any demands of the Saint.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming quickly stood up and said,"Senior, please do as you please."
Behind the table, Qin Chuan nodded.
Since it was casual, it was much simpler.
Since Fellow Daoist Ming Gong loved playing chess so much…
Qin Chuan suddenly had an idea.
Immediately, Qin Chuan spread the paper and started writing.
In terms of calligraphy attainments, Qin Chuan had long reached the peak.
In just a few seconds, a poem appeared on the paper.
Qin Chuan put down the brush and waited for the ink to dry. Then, he picked up the words on the table and shook them violently.
A grand and unrestrained cursive script that did not lose its natural flow was instantly presented in front of the four of them.
"Fellow Daoist Ming Gong, are you satisfied with this?”
Qin Chuan smiled.
The four of them looked at the words, their eyes filled with shock.
Especially Zhao Gongming, he was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground.
"Three cups of wine in human affairs, a game of chess in fleeting years.”
"The Green Mountain is not tired of drinking three cups of wine, and only one game of chess is lost in a long day.”
Seconds, really too seconds!
Looking at this poem, Zhao Gongming felt as if he was in a quiet place.
He drank three cups of wine every day, looked at the Wilderness with a smile, and observed his life. Time passed quickly, but he was like a chess piece in the chessboard of the Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, Duke Zhao seemed to see two people playing chess in this quiet place.
And their chessboard was the Great Dao of the Heavens and the living beings of the Untainted Land!
Was this the realm of a Saint?
Zhao Gongming had an epiphany.
He is still melancholy about how to cross the matter of becoming a god, but this person in front of him has already transcended the heavenly way, spending every day in the joy of playing chess and drinking, laughing at the changes of the great tribulation.
This state of mind was enough for Zhao Gongming to study for the rest of his life!
At this moment, Zhao Gongming respectfully came forward and put the calligraphy away.
Not only did this calligraphy have a great effect on the improvement of his state of mind, but it also had a great effect on his cultivation.
Moreover, it would be of great use to the advancement of his chess skills, the growth of his cultivation, and even his understanding of the Primordial God Deification in the future!
After keeping the calligraphy, Zhao Gongming respectfully bowed to Qin Chuan before leaving.
Qin Chuan nodded his head in satisfaction. It seemed that the effect was not bad.
There was also the calligraphy of the three sisters.
Qin Chuan pondered for a moment.
Yun Lan's name had the word 'Yun' in it, and she was like an ice mountain.
He might as well give her a myriad of auspicious clouds.
Qiong Lan was like a daffodil flower, quiet and beautiful, her personality gentle like jade.
It would be best to give her the Immemorial Green Lotus Painting.
The last one was Bi Lan. Compared to her two sisters, this girl was lively and lively, as cute as a fairy.
This was a little difficult.
Qin Chuan looked out of the cave dwelling with a troubled expression.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Didn't he want to draw a picture of me coming out of seclusion?
Although this painting did not match this girl, there was nothing he could do.
Who asked them to let him do whatever he wanted?
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan had already made up his mind. He once again spread out the white paper and picked up his brush.
In less than 15 minutes, the three paintings were completed.
Qin Chuan spread his hands.
"Take a look. Are you satisfied?" What was wrong with this kid?
Qin Chuan was slightly stunned.
The reason why he gave them the calligraphy treasure was firstly because of the promise he made last time.
Secondly, he wanted to see if he could swindle a few more of these spirit treasures over.
Using low-grade Postnatal spirit treasures as scissors for trimming flowers.
In the entire Wilderness, he was considered unique.
Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the four of them as if they were gods of fortune.
You seem to be quite rich in the Earth Celestial Stage.
If I don't cheat you of more things, I'll be letting down your hearts that love music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan asked in a clear voice,"Tell me, what kind of calligraphy do you like? Do you want words or paintings, mountains or water?”
He could still choose?
The four of them were completely stunned.
It was already a great honor to be able to receive the favor of a saint and give one or two pieces of calligraphy to the undership.
But now, not only did the Saint have to personally write for them, but he also allowed them to make requests.
This Saint was really too easy-going!
Of course, even if the Saint said so, they did not dare to make any demands of the Saint.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming quickly stood up and said,"Senior, please do as you please."
Behind the table, Qin Chuan nodded.
Since it was casual, it was much simpler.
Since Fellow Daoist Ming Gong loved playing chess so much…
Qin Chuan suddenly had an idea.
Immediately, Qin Chuan spread the paper and started writing.
In terms of calligraphy attainments, Qin Chuan had long reached the peak.
In just a few seconds, a poem appeared on the paper.
Qin Chuan put down the brush and waited for the ink to dry. Then, he picked up the words on the table and shook them violently.
A grand and unrestrained cursive script that did not lose its natural flow was instantly presented in front of the four of them.
"Fellow Daoist Ming Gong, are you satisfied with this?”
Qin Chuan smiled.
The four of them looked at the words, their eyes filled with shock.
Especially Zhao Gongming, he was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground.
"Three cups of wine in human affairs, a game of chess in fleeting years.”
"The Green Mountain is not tired of drinking three cups of wine, and only one game of chess is lost in a long day.”
Seconds, really too seconds!
Looking at this poem, Zhao Gongming felt as if he was in a quiet place.
He drank three cups of wine every day, looked at the Wilderness with a smile, and observed his life. Time passed quickly, but he was like a chess piece in the chessboard of the Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, Duke Zhao seemed to see two people playing chess in this quiet place.
And their chessboard was the Great Dao of the Heavens and the living beings of the Untainted Land!
Was this the realm of a Saint?
Zhao Gongming had an epiphany.
He is still melancholy about how to cross the matter of becoming a god, but this person in front of him has already transcended the heavenly way, spending every day in the joy of playing chess and drinking, laughing at the changes of the great tribulation.
This state of mind was enough for Zhao Gongming to study for the rest of his life!
At this moment, Zhao Gongming respectfully came forward and put the calligraphy away.
Not only did this calligraphy have a great effect on the improvement of his state of mind, but it also had a great effect on his cultivation.
Moreover, it would be of great use to the advancement of his chess skills, the growth of his cultivation, and even his understanding of the Primordial God Deification in the future!
After keeping the calligraphy, Zhao Gongming respectfully bowed to Qin Chuan before leaving.
Qin Chuan nodded his head in satisfaction. It seemed that the effect was not bad.
There was also the calligraphy of the three sisters.
Qin Chuan pondered for a moment.
Yun Lan's name had the word 'Yun' in it, and she was like an ice mountain.
He might as well give her a myriad of auspicious clouds.
Qiong Lan was like a daffodil flower, quiet and beautiful, her personality gentle like jade.
It would be best to give her the Immemorial Green Lotus Painting.
The last one was Bi Lan. Compared to her two sisters, this girl was lively and lively, as cute as a fairy.
This was a little difficult.
Qin Chuan looked out of the cave dwelling with a troubled expression.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Didn't he want to draw a picture of me coming out of seclusion?
Although this painting did not match this girl, there was nothing he could do.
Who asked them to let him do whatever he wanted?
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan had already made up his mind. He once again spread out the white paper and picked up his brush.
In less than 15 minutes, the three paintings were completed.
Qin Chuan spread his hands.
"Take a look. Are you satisfied?"
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