Just as Zhao Huaizhen was admiring Yun Ying's elegant calligraphy movements…
The King's Voice Pack began!
What a waste of good ink!
His calligraphy was extremely bad. He had seen bad calligraphy, but he had never seen such bad calligraphy. Even a chicken crawling was better than this!
A tigress was indeed a tigress. She could only wield knives and guns in her life. What words did she write? It was simply an insult to the word calligraphy!
You're simply polluting this king's eyes. A succubus that this king casually taught in the demon world wrote much better than you!
To think that you're the daughter of a calligraphy master. If this king were you, this king would commit suicide in shame!
Could it be that you're not his biological son? Why didn't your father inherit any of his calligraphy skills? Could it be that your father didn't teach you how to write at all?
You're still using such good lead. It's simply a waste of natural resources. I really don't know where you got your confidence from.
Yun Ying took on the ultimate skill from the King's voice package.
In an instant.
Even the hand that was holding the pen started to tremble. The words that originally looked good.
At this moment, it was even more chaotic.
Yun Ying thought, This guy! How dare he say that in his heart? Damn it!
If you have the ability, say it face to face. If I don't beat you to death, my surname isn't Yun!!!!
He listened to the system's voice.
Zhao Huaizhen wanted to laugh.
As expected of the Devil's Whisper, it was enough to make a normal person collapse!
At this moment.
Naturally, he noticed his daughter and was a little absent-minded.
He said sternly," Yun 'er, your heart is in a mess. Continue grinding the ink. Let me do it. I'll write a couplet for you newbies."
Yun Ying harrumphed softly." It's all that bastard's fault. If it wasn't for him…"
"Yun 'er, what are you talking about?"”
Father Yun raised his head and looked at his daughter, his brows slightly furrowed.
Yun Ying felt a chill on her butt, like a frightened rabbit. She hurriedly said,"No! It's nothing!"
It was just that Zhao Huaizhen, that bastard, had made a fool of himself.
Yun Ying only felt that…
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The more he thought about it, the more he lost!
Feeling ashamed and angry, Yun Ying smiled at her father and said,
"Dad, I think Zhao Huaizhen must be quite accomplished in calligraphy as an immortal cultivator. Moreover, when he saw me writing the book, his eyes were very serious and eager.
Why don't you have a calligraphy competition with Zhao Huaizhen?”
Yun Ying suggested.
Father Yun seemed to be moved.
Although he was a calligraphy master in Chang 'an, he had never competed with an immortal cultivator.
It was said that the calligraphy written by immortal cultivators carried a trace of immortal energy!
As she thought about it, she cast her gaze at her future son-in-law.
"Huai Zhen, is it true that you cultivators are good at calligraphy?”
"I only know a little about this. It's just that my cheap master is good at writing and carving talismans.”
Zhao Huaizhen nodded slightly at Father Yun.
His cheap master had only taught him the art of cultivation and had not taught him anything about talismans.
He probably saw that he didn't have much time left, so he didn't spend any effort on him.
What did he know about calligraphy? Wouldn't he be a joke if he wrote it?
However, even though he thought so.
However, the voice package of Hell's Eye did not say so.
It's just calligraphy. This king's calligraphy is the supreme of the demon world. How can mortals like you compare to it? You don't even have the qualifications to hold this king's brush!
Hearing Zhao Huaizhen say this in his heart.
Yun Ying could not help but smile.
Could it be that this guy was afraid?
That's right!
He should not have believed his nonsense. As long as he made a fool of himself, he would be able to prove that what he said was all lies!
At that time.
He had to teach him a lesson!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Immortal Brush Technique!
The system notification rang in Zhao Huaizhen's ears.
At first, Zhao Huaizhen thought that he was going to make a fool of himself.
The system did not disappoint and gave him a golden finger.
Immortal's brush technique!
The moment the system sounded, countless symbols dyed in thick ink appeared in his head.
This was all knowledge of the brush strokes from the gods!
The Immortal Brush Technique was once a calligraphy technique created by an immortal. Every stroke and ink had the grace of an immortal!
Yun Ying rubbed her eyes.
He did not know if it was his imagination.
He felt that the sickly person in front of him suddenly had the aura of a sage.
At this moment, Yun Ying continued," Everyone says that the calligraphy of an immortal cultivator is definitely not bad. Brother Huaizhen, don't be humble. My father also wants to see the calligraphy of an immortal cultivator. I believe Brother Huaizhen won't refuse."”
Yun Ying said.
Father Yun looked at Zhao Huaizhen with even brighter eyes.
Indeed, Zhao Huaizhen had no reason to refuse.
Zhao Huaizhen nodded slightly and slowly walked to the front of the table." Then I'll show my embarrassment."”
Yun Ying tucked her hair behind her ears and carefully ground the lead.
Yun Ying smiled.
But in reality, he was already gnashing his teeth.
He just wanted to see Zhao Huaizhen make a fool of himself!
She was so angry!
"The ink mill is ready. Please use it."
He placed the ink next to Zhao Huaizhen.
Yun Ying couldn't help but smile.
Write your head!
I've watched you grow up. Have you learned calligraphy before?
So what if he learned two moves from that old Daoist?
She would only make a fool of herself in front of her father!
"Thanks."
Zhao Huaizhen smiled at Yun Ying.
This smile was like a spring breeze, causing Yun Ying's heart to pause for a moment.
Zhao Huaizhen's heart was moved.
It also stopped abruptly.
You really are a bad woman. Do you think you can hide your tigress nature with this short moment of gentleness? You must be dreaming!
Bang!
"What happened?" Father Yun frowned.
"It's okay, Dad. The quality of this inkstone is not good. It cracked.”
Father Yun looked at the shattered inkstone in Yun Ying's hand and was stunned for a moment.
Endure!
Yun Ying tried her best to calm herself down.
As long as Zhao Huaizhen's handwriting wasn't good, he would laugh himself to death today!
He would not be able to raise his head in front of her in the future!
Zhao Huaizhen spread out the paper on the table in front of him and pressed it against the inkstone before he began to write.
The moment the tip of the pen touched the paper.
A cool breeze that came out of nowhere blew Zhao Huaizhen's crane cloak up.
His entire body was emitting a faint light!
He looked like an immortal from the sky!
When Father Yun saw the word, he wrote it word by word.
His eyes widened!
He even forgot to breathe and was immersed in the painting!
Just these few words.
He saw ten thousand streaks of golden light and rolling red rainbows, a thousand streaks of auspicious qi spraying purple mist, and layers of dragons and phoenixes soaring.
In the middle, an immortal was writing something on a glass plate.
Spring passed and autumn came. Finally, the immortal put down his brush and ink.
"Is this the Immortal's Brush Technique?!”
After reading these few words.
He felt like he was about to collapse. It was as if hundreds of years had passed!
Was this the writing intent that an immortal cultivator could condense?
He had actually condensed the will of immortals onto the brush and ink!
He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
Father Yun was even more convinced. This calligraphy was definitely not something that could be found in the mortal world!
If this was called embarrassing himself.
Then wouldn't his calligraphy, which he had always been proud of, be a joke?
At this moment, Father Yun was looking at his future son-in-law.
The more he looked, the more satisfied he was!
Yun Ying, on the other hand, opened her mouth wide in a daze. At this moment, her cherry lips were so wide that they could fit an egg!
I'm very curious!
Yun Ying widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Huaizhen with a strange light.
When did this Zhao Huaizhen learn calligraphy? Moreover, the meaning of calligraphy was actually not inferior to his father's!
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