?? Hongchenhai City is located on the west coast of Konglai Island. There are many strange rocks, the sea breeze is gentle, and there are many monks coming and going. Many of them are great saint-level figures and come from all the worlds.
The Tiandu Holy Market in the Realm of Truth is also considered a first-class large-scale mutual market. However, because the monks who practice in the Realm of Truth are not too high, the grade of the treasures that appear on the market is not as good as that of the Red Dust Sea Market. .
Shu Yong was a man who kept his word. He actually erected a long flag in an open space in the world of mortals, with flying phoenixes writing on it: "You need to protect yourself when traveling in the world, and fight against the world."
Next to the long banner, a table was set up.
Take out the Divine Fox Purple Hair Pen, Divine Wood White Cloud Paper, Divine Crystal Dragon Pattern Inkstone, and Kirin Black Blood Ink.
Zhang Ruochen stood nearby, looking at the good things he took out, and said with questioning eyes: "None of the things you have can be bought with the Holy Stone."
¡°All the family assets are here!¡±
Shu Yong smiled and picked up the Divine Fox Purple Hair Brush. In an instant, his whole temperament changed drastically, as if he was possessed by Confucian Ancestor. The tip of the pen was in line with the rules of heaven and earth, and the holy light flowed between his fingers.
The moment the pen tip touches the paper, all the rules around it come together.
"Shuashua."
In an instant, the first battle post was completed.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands to hold up the paper and found that the paper had actually weighed eight thousand kilograms. When he looked around, he saw an aura of great righteousness coming towards his face, containing a strong fighting spirit.
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth." Zhang Ruochen thought.
Five words.
Each word weighs one thousand six hundred kilograms.
Shu Yong said quite proudly: "Brother Shu, what do you think of my words?"
"The word is a good word. The power of the war sticker is also extraordinary. Once activated and shot out, the burst of awe-inspiring righteousness can pose a considerable threat to the great sage of the immortal realm. If there are tens of thousands of such a war sticker, It's like having thousands of troops in hand." Zhang Ruochen kept nodding.
Shu Yong saw that the other party just kept praising the power of Zhan Tie, but it seemed that he could not see the beauty of calligraphy, the attainment of words, and the charm contained in the glyphs.
He secretly guessed that maybe Brother Shu¡¯s calligraphy skills were too high, far better than his own, so he ignored this, and he couldn¡¯t help but feel a little disappointed.
¡°Could it be that his title of the best calligrapher in the world is just a name for himself and is just a compliment from others?
Shu Yong said: "Where can I write tens of thousands of posts? First of all, the materials used in each post are very precious and valuable. Secondly, when writing a post, you must also condense your spiritual power and awe-inspiring righteousness into the words. Not to mention tens of thousands of posts, writing dozens or hundreds of posts a day would be exhausting."
"It's a pity that few monks buy pure calligraphy. Only this kind of war stickers are bought by many monks."
"Brother Shu, what do you think of this post, pricing a sacred stone? Is it too high?"
"A divine stone? You, the most powerful person in the book world, sell a war post for a divine stone. It's such a loss!" Zhang Ruochen shook his head repeatedly.
Shu Yong was shocked, is one sacred stone still low?
??A sacred stone is equivalent to a billion holy stones, which can be used to purchase a first-level life planet.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the war post again, shook his head, and said: "I am full of righteousness, but unfortunately I don't have enough fighting spirit. It is reasonable to sell a sacred stone. How about I write another sentence on it?"
After hearing this, Shu Yong was overjoyed: "Great, I can finally see Brother Shu's calligraphy skills."
Hearing his words, Zhang Ruochen felt a little embarrassed and regretted what he just said.
What if your identity is exposed?
With Zhang Ruochen¡¯s mental strength, even if he doesn¡¯t practice calligraphy diligently, the words he writes will definitely be at the master level.
However, after experiencing Nalan Danqing¡¯s blow to his musical attainments, Zhang Ruochen already understood that his level was far from enough in front of a real master.
Writing in front of Shu Yong will definitely expose all the flaws.
Looking at Shu Yong's expectant eyes, Zhang Ruochen couldn't change his mind, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "I have to use another kind of ink."
Zhang Ruochen¡¯s fingers reached towards the space ring.
In the ring, separate part of the blood of the great sage from the tarsal bone, condense it into an essence and blood ink block, take it out and put it on the table.
"What a strong murderous aura, what kind of ink is this?"
Shu Yong reached out to take it, but Zhang Ruochen quickly stopped him and said, "Don't move. This thing is extremely evil and murderous. Be careful of it tainting your aura of righteousness."
After Zhang Ruochen studied the ink, he lifted the Shenhu Zihao pen, hung it above the white paper, and paused.p; Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded, without denying it, and said, "Yes! I want to kill a few."
"Killing is not good after all. Maybe there are other ways to solve it."
"Killing is the most direct way after all."
The man in Taoist robes said without further words: "This battle sticker is not worth a hundred sacred stones, but it is different when you two work together to write it. I am afraid it will be difficult to have a second one. Such a perfect sticker , who knows what price it can be sold for in the future?¡±
He rolled up his war stickers, put down a hundred sacred stones, and left freely.
The onlookers all felt that it was unreal, as if they were in a dream, and then suddenly dispersed, spreading this strange news throughout the world of mortals.
"Who said it's hard to have a second one? Let's write the second one now." Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the direction Zhenyuan left, not sure if he saw any knowledge in the words. He couldn't recognize his identity, right?
Zhenyuan is an unparalleled genius of the Taoist lineage. When we meet again after a thousand years, he does not lose sight of everyone, but becomes even more extraordinary. There is a feeling of "a hidden dragon in the sea and a flying dragon in the sky".
In this hurry, it was difficult for Zhang Ruochen to see through him without mobilizing the power of his heart of truth.
"Brother Shu, do you write first, or should I write first?" Shu Yong asked.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head, saying: "I won't write anymore!"
"Why?" Shu Yong was puzzled.
Zhen Yuan¡¯s words just now seemed to be a reminder, which made Zhang Ruochen feel wary and he didn¡¯t dare to write again easily, let alone let the words spread.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's too slow to make money by selling words!"
"But, we have already earned a hundred divine stones, which is not a small amount of money." Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It is indeed a small number."
Shu Yong corrected him: "What I said is, it's not a small amount."
"I have something better to sell, maybe it can be sold for a sky-high price." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Why didn't you say it earlier? Say it earlier! Why didn't you say it earlier?"
Shu Yong quickly put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. If there was a better way to earn divine stones, who would be willing to sell calligraphy?
Calligraphy cannot be tarnished by such vulgar things as sacred stones!
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