Urban practice

Chapter 37 Don't you have an old face?
"Your son is only three years old?"

Ye Rong turned pale with shock, this old man is so old, he even has a three-year-old son.At this age, shouldn't we still work hard to find the way to prolong life?What's wrong with making so much effort to create a human being?

Ye Rong couldn't understand.

"Grandson, it's grandson." Chen Ling quickly explained to him, for fear that he would add fuel to the fire and make Professor Fu completely furious, and then lose his temper.

It would be a crime for an old man, such a famous professor, to suffer from some kind of illness if he gets angry!
"Oh, grandson, your grandson is three years old, not a son, it's normal." Ye Rong nodded.

"What did you say?" Fu Yixue frowned, why does this sound so weird?Who do you call grandson?
"No, I just said it's too cruel for him to hold a pen at the age of three." Ye Rong quickly changed his words.

"Oh" doesn't have a grandson in this sentence, so it sounds much smoother.

"Huh?" It's up to you, sir!Fu Yixue almost couldn't help but swear!How could it be cruel, how could it be "too" cruel!Why am I so annoyed by his word "too"?
"However, one matter is one matter, no matter how you treat your grandson, with a pen, what is written is a word, how can you judge good or bad by the posture of holding the pen?"

Ye Rong's eyebrows sharpened suddenly.

"If you just want an ordinary clerk, you can read the writing neatly."

"However, what you are asking for is calligraphy. Calligraphy calligraphy, one calligraphy character, contains thousands of things!"

In the world of Ye Rong's practice, he has really seen calligraphy as his practice. When he cultivates his body, he holds a brush, draws talismans, clears the meridians, and perceives the realm of all things. When he cultivates his spirit, he uses a brush to draw the law of all things!

This is an alternative and relatively difficult practice, which requires a lot of mentality and physical talent.But this is also one of the cultivation methods with extremely fast breakthrough speed in the later stage!

Because this kind of monks have too high a state of mind. The later they are in cultivation, the more important it is to have mental state of enlightenment. Their path of cultivation is based on enlightenment all the way. It will naturally be much easier to break through in the later stages. It is very likely that others are stuck in the same state. The century-old bottleneck, he had an epiphany in one night!

Ye Rong didn't think he had such a talent, but when he was learning to draw talismans, he also learned calligraphy, because he felt that such practitioners were more chic.And it will definitely play a role in future breakthroughs.More importantly, enlightenment does not require panacea, and it does not cost money!

As a result, he really had a certain understanding of calligraphy.

Now, this old man is expressing such disdain for his calligraphy!
He doesn't know what calligraphy is like in this world, but this is a challenge to his calligraphy!

"Everything is immortal, the law should have a spirit, writing may be a skill, but the spirit is the most important!"

Ye Rong carried the burden on his back with one hand, and changed his hand with the pen!

"If I were a swordsman!"

The hand shook slightly and the pen tip was straight!There was a sharp edge!Just for an instant, his whole aura seemed to have changed!The pen in his hand is like a sword, and the whole person is more like a sharp sword!
Fu Yixue even felt that the sword in Ye Rong's hand, no, with a swipe of the pen, could take his life, and the blood spattered five steps!
He took a step forward and waved wildly!

The pen didn't touch the ground, but the ink was flying everywhere. The flying ink actually formed characters on the floor!

"One sword travels thousands of miles! A sword can travel thousands of miles without leaving a name!"

"If I were a tourist!"

It seems that the office in front of you has become a big world. The one on the left and the one on the right have their own interests.But no matter how interesting it is, he never looks back, nor does he miss it. His eyes always move forward, revealing new yearning.

No body and mind, full of carefree!

This is a tourist, and it is also a way for many great monks to cultivate their state of mind.

Ye Rong squatted down and swiped his pen.

"Sorrows, joys, emotions and hatreds have passed through my heart, yet another person covers his face with water!"

"If I am just an ordinary person in a family."

Ye Rong smiled, three points bitter, seven points sweet.Sweetness suppresses bitterness.

This was a feeling he had in his heart when he thought of Yuan Ye Rong's hometown.

Leave a pen.

"Nung, moon and new moon."

Three lines of characters, three different feelings, it seems that Ye Rong's temperament and movements just now are completely integrated into the pen, and the pen is integrated into the words!
"This is calligraphy, not only for calligraphy, but also for the law!" Ye Rong left his pen and turned to leave.

Chen Ling was stunned, but it was too late to stop her, so she sighed and followed.

Only Professor Fu was left alone, standing there, staring at the three lines of writing on the ground, in a daze.

"One sword travels thousands of miles! A sword can travel thousands of miles without leaving a name!"

Every word is sharp!Fu Yixue felt that compared with these words, his own words were like a dry stick, lifeless, and these words could be cut off as soon as they were moved.

"Sorrows, joys, emotions and hatreds have passed through my heart, yet another person covers his face with water!"

There are hundreds of twists and turns in the word, but it is as clear as water, without worries and worries. The more you go to the back, the more carefree it is. Looking at this line of words, it seems to see the state of mind of a wanderer!Fu Yixue shook his head, his own people couldn't achieve this kind of state of mind, nor could they achieve it with words.

"Nung, moon and new moon."

At first glance, it is unpretentious.

His eyes were full of hope.

Looking at it with three eyes, the person who was looking forward to it seemed to have jumped into his mind.

I am a man in his 50s, who is close to sixty years old, has a son and a daughter, and cares about him.How could there be no such hope?

It's a pity that he has such a state of mind, but he doesn't have such words.

Take out these three lines of characters, each line will definitely set off a big storm in the calligraphy world!
Although this kind of calligraphy does not belong to any school or school, it is so dazzling that people can't see how good it is!

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

However, this is a word that can even be felt by a layman!
With words like this, who cares about the way he writes?
Who would say: "Oh, you shouldn't write like this! This is wrong! The way you hold the pen is wrong, how can you write well?"

Someone will definitely say that.

But after speaking, more people will definitely stand up and beat him on the head!
It's a pity that Fu Yixue felt that he almost became the person who was beaten in the head.But now he has to obey.

It's true that writing is good, but the real thing to look at is the words!

Like a swordsman, the sword is his pen.

Is it possible to ask for a swordsman with the request of holding a writing brush?
The hand is cut off, you pay for it?

"This kid, a genius, a genius!" Fu Yixue couldn't help exclaiming, but then he straightened his face and put his hands behind his back.

No, you can't praise him. This kid is already very arrogant. Now if you praise him, won't he go to heaven?

Such a vigorous guy needs to be beaten to become a talent!
Fu Yixue stroked the beard on his chin and nodded.

When you turn around, hey?What about people?

I go!Where did people go?
There were two people just now, why didn't one of them disappear? !
When did you leave?I didn't let you go!

Fuck, I was stunned because I read the words, and I didn't even know when I ran away!
Professor Fu expressed his anger!

Angrily, he went to the side, picked up a bowl of tea, and took a sip.

“Good tea!”

The fragrance pours into your pores, making your whole body feel extremely comfortable!Even the eyes are brightened!
"What kind of tea is this? When did I make this cup of tea?"

little thought
Fuck!Isn't this the cup that boy made? ! !

A generation of masters, a generation of professors, finally couldn't help swearing!
"This tea, the brewing is really delicious!"

Fu Yixue was about to cry, half of joy and half of worry.

Fortunately, it was the first time he drank such delicious tea, and it was also the first time he drank tea with such obvious effects.

The worry is, the mother can't make it herself!Compared with this tea, the ones I brewed before are simply too poor!
After drinking this cup of tea, drink those bahs I made before!The taste is like chewing wax, and they are all garbage!

But that kid will definitely not make tea for himself so easily!

Thinking of this, Professor Fu shed tears and drank the tea bit by bit, as if he was tasting some treasure and was not willing to finish it.

Looking at the writing on the ground and the tea in the cup, Professor Fu was filled with regret. After he left, the writing on the ground could not be picked up, and it would be gone sooner or later.

correct!The kid seemed to have written a few words on the paper just now!

Thinking of this, Fu Yixue was overjoyed and walked over.Sure enough, the words in black and white are also extremely magical!
"Is your face getting old?"

What does it mean?Fu Yixue touched his face. Could it be that he hasn't finished writing, what he wants to write is, if he is not old, he is also a handsome guy?
Hey, this kid knows how to flatter.

"You have to catch this kid some other day and write some words for me. Once the picture is finished, write it on the wall." Fu Yixue tapped his finger on the table,
"Inscriptions should be written from right to left."

"What's the question? Hey, if the face is not old, it reminds me of my youth."

He clicked the words on the paper from right to left,
"On the topic, Ying, handsome, chic, unrestrained."

I was lighting it up, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and my face changed,
"Fuck?! Shameless?!"

"You bastard! You are shameless! You are shameless when you are young, you are shameless when you are middle, and you are shameless when you are old! You are totally shameless!!"

In the remote teaching building, the professor's angry roar came out
(End of this chapter)