Hongjun was extremely excited.
The landlord's calligraphy was not simple.
Instead, it was the embodiment of Dao runes, containing Dao comprehension.
Being able to stand beside the landlord and watch was definitely a great benefit.
Not only Hongjun, Kong Ming and Jia Cheng also surrounded him.
Even the altar spirit that was hiding outside ran over.
Even if it was scolded, the altar spirit would not let go of observing Lu Xuan's calligraphy.
Even those at the level of the Great Path could gain a lot of insight from Lu Xuan's calligraphy.
Hong Ji gently ground it, and her mind had completely calmed down.
His heart was as still as water, all for the sake of comprehending Lu Xuan's Tao.
Lu Xuan raised his hand and placed a two-foot-long piece of paper on the table.
Hongjun's heart swayed when he saw the paper on the table.
He felt as if his entire body was about to be sucked in and become a lowly ink dot.
The altar spirit, who was also seeing Lu Xuan write for the first time, exclaimed in its heart.
The foundation of the Great Dao was the foundation of the Great Dao.
The landlord was too generous.
Write a recruitment notice with the foundation of the Great Dao.
Painting used the foundation of the Great Dao.
He even used the foundation of the Great Dao to write.
This extremely rare item in the primal chaos had become a regular item in the landlord's hands.
He was also considered a top-notch Great Path Saint, but he could not be compared to Lu Xuan.
He was just a pauper.
Lu Xuan picked up the pen, and the two words on the pen shaft flickered with a vague spiritual light.
Hongjun felt his mind dance as if it was flying with the two words.
He shuttled through the cracks of the Dao and was lost in the spirituality.
Hongjun desperately pinched his palm before barely waking up. His body was already drenched in sweat.
This stroke was too powerful and almost caused Hongjun's primordial spirit to fall into an ethereal void.
Kong Ming and Jia Cheng were still alright, they had seen the Ethereal Brush before.
This was the first time the altar spirit had seen this, and it could not help but gasp.
The Ethereal Brush of the ten Chaos cardinal treasures.
This was the third item.
The Spatial Fishing Rod, the Stigmata Blade, and the Ethereal Brush.
How many treasures did the landlord have?
Could it be that the ten Chaos cardinal treasures were in the hands of the landlord?
Lu Xuan held a pen in his hand, thinking about what he wanted to write.
Old Hong was a teacher, so he should write a famous saying in the education world.
With that thought in mind, Lu Xuan's brush sank and landed on the paper.
At the same time, the onlookers saw the tip of the pen emitting an infinite golden light.
That was the light of the sacred path, the light of a sovereign.
In just an instant, the entire courtyard seemed to have come alive.
The Great Dao danced in the air, and the divine charm emitted magnificent halos.
The great world was born and destroyed in it, deducing endless truths of the Great Dao.
The river of time flowed, revealing the past, present, and future.
Countless inexplicable shadows appeared in it. As long as one projected their mind into it, they would be able to see themselves at different times.
The long river of space surged, and every drop of water contained an endless world.
As it flowed, the world fused and perished, turning into white waves that flowed into the unknown.
The immortal light was ethereal, and the divine sound rippled.
Even the Great Dao Saints were stunned. They had never thought that the Great Dao would appear in such a way.
Not to mention Hongjun, he already did not have any thoughts. Even with his realm, he could not think.
He only tried his best to remember this scene.
Seeing the Great Dao was the greatest opportunity in his life.
Lu Xuan wrote very quickly. The moment he put away his brush, a shadow of a Great Dao was released and integrated into the words.
The divine might descended, and all the Great Dao and divine charm were suppressed back.
The phenomenon and immortal music disappeared.
Everyone present looked at Lu Xuan. Everyone knew in their hearts that the young man in front of them was the one who had dominated the world.
A Great Dao Ruler could suppress the Great Dao with a single breath and break through the chaos with a single thought.
Lu Xuan did not think too much about it.
After he finished writing, he put away his pen and said to Hongjun,
"Old Hong, what do you think of this calligraphy?”
Hongjun hurriedly looked over and saw eight big words on it.
"Study hard and improve every day."
That's right, Lu Xuan had written the most famous and long-lasting classic in the world of education.
Old Hong was a teacher, so he would definitely use these words to educate his students.
That was why Lu Xuan wrote those words for Old Hong.
Hongjun's mind trembled and he felt that his comprehension had increased by a thousand times.
He was a Saint. If even his comprehension ability could increase by a thousand times, wouldn't the others be able to fly?
As expected of the landlord.
He had actually fused the Great Dao of Comprehension into the words.
These simple words were thousands of times stronger than the enlightenment mat he had placed in the Purple Cloud Palace.
If he kept cultivating beside this character, Hongjun's speed of comprehending the Great Dao would be thousands of times faster than before.
Not to mention Hongjun, even the speed at which the Heavenly Dao comprehended the Great Dao could be increased by a hundred times.
He was too strong.
He had to obtain such a treasure.
Hongjun quickly bowed and said,
"Lord Landlord's calligraphy is world-shocking. Just eight words, but all the essence is fused into one furnace. I am ashamed of my inferiority. I only hope that Lord Landlord can give me the calligraphy so that I can go back and study it in detail.”
The four Great Dao Saints beside him curled their lips.
He thought to himself that this Hongjun's strength was not much, but he was really good at bootlicking.
However, they also understood in their hearts that if they were in Hongjun's position, they would also have such a face.
Lu Xuan smiled. Old Hong was indeed a fan of calligraphy and painting. He had indeed taken a fancy to this piece of calligraphy.
"Old Hong, I can give you these words, but you have to exchange them with something. As for what it is, it's up to you.”
Hongjun quickly bowed and thanked him.
"Thank you, Lord Landlord."
As he spoke, Hongjun took out his trump card.
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