Long Qingyun's heart was free and unrestrained.

Zhanlu's sword technique roars like the wind, and she sprinkles freely with Han Qiuyu's timeless writing style. Han Qiuyu occasionally has a sudden stroke and a rewind, and the strokes are rising, moving and turning.

All of them were resolved by Long Qingyun one by one.

There were occasional interceptions and ambushes in Long Qingyun's sword technique, which caused a blockage to Han Qiuyu's sword intent. Han Qiuyu rushed left and right, but did not make a breakthrough.

The two of them fought fiercely for more than ten rounds, but Han Qiuyu had not yet achieved the goal of building a size.

"Scholar of Iron Pen" Han Qiuyu felt a trembling heart. The power of her two pens has been circulating in the world for decades. Apart from her senior brother "Jinghong Yi Bi & Qi Mocheng, she is almost not afraid of any opponents. She never thought that she would be blocked by the fierce sword force of this young man in white.

Han Qiuyu's face curled and his sword eyebrows raised.

Suddenly, he changed his tricks. It was a crazy cursive pen. This crazy cursive pen is wild and unrestrained, without a fixed layout or routine, which is driven by the nature of the person who holds the pen.

Sometimes the flow of three thousand feet down, so refreshing,

Sometimes, the night rains in the rivers and lakes last for ten years, and the lights are heart-wrenching.

Suddenly, Han Qiuyu's brushwork was as magnificent as the hills and valleys. He thrust suddenly, and it turned out to be the "crazy cursive brush of Zhang Zuisu&".

Long Qingyun was delighted and suddenly became excited.

Last time in the West Lake Sword Contest, Long Qingyun and "Jinghong's One-stroke" Qi Mocheng fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, and felt that they were still unfulfilled.

At this time, the fierce battle with the "Scholar of Iron Pen" Han Qiuyu was in full swing, and once again urged the meaning of cursive script in his heart. This feeling and passion made people feel magnificent!

Han Qiuyu's brushwork gradually slowed down, and the lines between the center and the side tips were intertwined. At this time, it seemed calm, but in fact it had a lot of mystery.

Long Qingyun was not in a hurry to attack, and slowed down according to Han Qiuyu's style. The Zhanlu sword in his hand was faintly accumulated, and he was ready to go with a burning fighting spirit.

Han Qiuyu paused the judge's pen in his hand, and the brushstrokes turned, and the sword turned in a row, as fast as a whirlwind, thus becoming a mad momentum.

This trick is very wonderful and is well aware of the exquisiteness of monk Huaisu's mad cursive script.

Han Qiuyu is usually a wild and unruly person, otherwise with his outstanding martial arts, he would not have been a manager in Hongxiu Pavilion, just to fulfill his promise from his confidante.

It should be noted that this cursive calligraphy is no better than others. It is not something that can be practiced by talent. Instead, it depends on the understanding and compatibility of the mind and nature. Han Qiuyu is a person who is not particular about the details and gives outsiders a sense of unrestrainedness. In fact, he is a person with the most affection and nature.

Han Qiuyu's temperament is quite consistent with the wild meaning of cursive script. The brushstrokes of cursive script are continuous and the characters are all kinds of strange and changeable, and they pay attention to being erect and running freely.

The exquisiteness of cursive calligraphy and the martial arts skills of the judge's pen are the same as the same path. The difficulty lies in the rapid flow of blockages.

Many famous calligraphers write regular script, running script, Wei stele, and seal script in a vigorous and powerful manner, and are broad and broad, but they cannot overcome this hurdle when they encounter cursive script. No matter how hard they practice, they only have their shape and do not have the charm of cursive script.

China has been around for thousands of years.

The most widely recognized and inherited cursive charm is Zhang Xu and Huaisu. It has the eternal reputation of "Zhang Zuisu". It is known as: "The cursive script is like a dragon pole flying into the sky, strong but not without being elegant."

Long Qingyun is mellow in nature.

I also liked calligraphy since I was a child, but I obviously did not accumulate enough in my understanding of cursive script, and my mind was also being tempered and grown. Fortunately, in my spiritual sense, Long Xiaotian had a special liking for Huaisu's cursive script, and he reached the point of unity of form and spirit.

"Clang clang clang!" After a fierce sound, the two of them suddenly took three steps at the same time.

Everyone was shocked!

The two of them fought for more than 80 rounds, and they were very similar and they were about to meet a good talent!

Long Qingyun clasped his fists and said, "The senior's brushwork is exquisite and deeply integrated with the charm of 'Dian Zhang Zuisu', which makes me deeply admire him, and I am willing to give him a chance."

Han Qiuyu couldn't help but be stunned, then laughed loudly and said cheerfully: "Brother Long is worthy of being the champion of the West Lake sword competition. His swordsmanship is exquisite and excellent, and it is even more rare to have this mind and demeanor. It is indeed a heroic young man, and it is a blessing for me, Nanyong."

A little joy appeared on Han Qiuyu's majestic face, and he felt a sense of mutual appreciation.

Long Qingyun felt free in his heart, and a heroic feeling surged into his heart and said excitedly:

"I have just arrived in Hanzhong for two days. Today I saw my senior's exquisite writing styles, which is really a blessing in my life. I want to toast you a few bottles of Xifeng wine to show my respect."

Han Qiuyu was very surprised and stretched out his right hand and patted Long Qingyun on the shoulder, his eyes full of appreciation and love.

This method of brushwork is actually a niche hobby.

During the fierce battle of more than 80 rounds, the two of them seemed to have proved the way of writing, and their minds gradually became the same.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of mutual appreciation.

The two looked calm and suddenly they wanted to make friends with each other.

Everyone was filled with admiration and envy, and a warm sound broke out in the crowd, mixed with surging whistles.

Ling Aotian's eyes shone brightly.

He also had a lot of appreciation for Long Qingyun: "This young man is so powerful in martial arts at such a young age. What is even more rare is the gentleman's style of not being arrogant or impatient. With time, his future is limitless."

I don't know when.

The chief officer of the prefect, Sheng Beichen, the head of the Hanzhong branch of Tianji Pavilion, Song Guinong, and the graceful Leng Ziyan, were already standing on the railing on the second floor.

Song Guinong was surprised. This young man in white had great martial arts and extraordinary behavior. Even Han Qiuyu, who had always been arrogant, admired him very much. This person was really not simple.

Sheng Beichen couldn't help but be stunned, his face full of surprise:

"Isn't this person following his teenager? He actually got into friendship with the 'Scholar of Iron Pen' Han Qiuyu? You should know that Han Qiuyu is very famous in Hanzhong, and even Song Guinong, the head of the Tianji Pavilion branch, was afraid of him."

Leng Ziyan's eyes were full of confusion: "Why did this guy come here? It turned out that he showed mercy to his men at Yongle Gambling yesterday. How could his martial arts be so high?"

Leng Ziyan's eyes were flowing, and when she saw Sheng Beichen and Song Guinong's faces were shocked and suspicious, she said loudly: "I know this person, named Long Qingyun, nicknamed "Jade-faced Scholar". It is said that she knew him from the Pavilion Master Wan Guqiu."

"oh!"

Sheng Beichen and Song Guinong spoke in surprise almost at the same time, their faces full of surprise.

Leng Ziyan smiled and told the two of them that Long Qingyun went to Yongle Gambling to gamble and invited him to have dinner at Fulai Inn.

Long Qingyun brought Han Qiuyu to the wine table where he was, and Liu Yiyi stood up to salute. Han Qiuyu laughed and said:

"Brother Long is indeed extraordinary. He has a unique vision at a young age. He actually took a look at our cold and arrogant girl Yiyi at a glance."

Long Qingyun looked embarrassed. Han Qiuyu was worthy of being a master of painting. He even spoke with such artistic standards. He was obviously teasing himself for going to the Qinlou Chuguan to visit prostitutes at a young age, but what he said actually praised him for his exquisite vision.

Liu Yiyi smiled sweetly and said in a sweet voice: "Mr. Han was joking. I took the initiative to find Mr. Long. Facing such a gentle and elegant young man, my bones were so refreshed. How could there be any coldness at all?"

After saying that, Liu Yiyi left her seat and took out a wine bottle from the wine cabinet. She picked up the lid of Xifeng wine bottle and filled two bottles of wine for Han Qiuyu and Long Qingyun.

The two of them drank all over in one drink, and three bottles in a row were very much like meeting each other.

The wine reaches the bottom.

Long Qingyun was sincere and humbly and politely asked about the exquisiteness of Han Qiuyu's brushwork. Han Qiuyu answered and drank, and he became happier the more he drank, and he felt quite a soulmate.

The judge's brushwork seems simple, superficial, but it is actually profound. The power of these two brushes is ten in total.

Three-point weapons, three-point calligraphy,

Three points of painting, one point of amazing!

Although "Iron Pen Scholar" Han Qiuyu and his senior brother "Yi Bi Jinghong" Qi Mocheng are both famous masters in Nanyong, Qi Mocheng is especially one of the top ten masters in Nanyong.

However, Qi Mocheng and Han Qiuyu's achievements in brushwork met the ceiling. Both of them stopped and stopped for many years in the "One Fen Jinghong".

How much effort is just a first look at the path, and it is just a small success! This is also a very regrettable thing for Qi Mocheng and Han Qiuyu.

When Long Qingyun asked Han Qiuyu's brushwork, he felt a little confused about "one-point shocking" and Han Qiuyu couldn't help but stutter for a long time, and simply said:

"I'm not to hide it from Brother Long, my brothers and sisters all have this confusion, but when asked about the master, he was silent. This martial arts method has reached the highest level and cannot be answered without opportunity and talent."

At this moment, an old man in gray robe picked up the wine bottle and appeared in front of the two of them with a smile.

The two of them looked away.

It turned out to be Ling Aotian, the owner of the "Longteng Villa" of the four major families in Beiqi.
Chapter completed!