When I walked into the gate of books, I saw a phantom of blue shirt standing proudly in front of me with my hands behind my back.

Seeing Liu Zhengyang and others coming in, the phantom said calmly: "I am the God of Calligraphy under Your Majesty Haotian! My requirements are not high. I will write a word. If you copy it, you can have three parts of the charm to get my inheritance!"

After saying that, the phantom waved his hand and a brush with golden light flashed suddenly appeared in his hand!

Then he waved his pen at a rapid speed, and a word killing flashing with golden light, vigorous and powerful, and sharp, appeared in the air, and it never dissipated for a long time!

"Good word!"

Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hahaha... I am the God of Books, and the rest may not be anything else, but I can still take advantage of this poem!"

The phantom laughed loudly and then said, "You can try it!"

"Uh... I thought the exam was about memorization at this level, but I didn't expect that the exam was about writing! I'm completely relieved now!"

The Scar Wolf beside him grabbed his big bald head and spoke in extreme depression.

"I said, Brother Wolf, you won't be so? Could it be that you can write syllables!"

Now Fang Yanbin is just standing and talking without any pain in his back. Anyway, he has already obtained his own benefits, and the subsequent benefits have nothing to do with him, so he has no pressure at all.

"I know how to write words, but I can't use brushes!"

Scar wolf has a bitter face.

"Yes, it's all the time now. Let's talk about brushes. Even if I give me a pencil, my words are written like dogs!"

Fang Yanbin nodded to express his understanding.

After a long time, few people came forward to copy it. Obviously, there are many people with a scar wolf-like dilemma!

"You guys, practice calligraphy more when you have nothing to do in the future. Calligraphy can not only calm down, but also cultivate sentiment, and have many benefits!"

Liu Zhengyang said with a smile.

"Brother Yang, isn't it a bit late for you to say this?"

The mad dog brother beside him asked weakly.

"It's not too late, right? Now I start practicing calligraphy well now, maybe there will be such an opportunity in the future? And to take a step back, calligraphy is one of the national treasures of our Yan Kingdom! As Yan Kingdom people, we can't throw away everything we passed down from our ancestors, and we can't even hold the brush, right?"

Liu Zhengyang smiled faintly.

"I understand, Brother Yang, we will take time to practice calligraphy in the future!"

Liu Zhengyang's words made Scar Wolf, Tang Yu and others feel a little ashamed.

At this time, several people who could write calligraphy came forward to write the character "Kill" that copied the Phantom of the Book God. Unfortunately, although these characters are written well, they are far from meeting the requirements of the Phantom of the Book God.

"What? Can't you even meet the low requirements of me?"

The tone of the Phantom of the Book God was filled with disappointment.

"Young Master! Come on now!"

Ximen Jiao Niang, who was beside her, looked at Xi Samo and urged her.

"Hmm? Brother Mo, can you write calligraphy?"

Fang Yanbin on the side spoke in surprise.

"Of course? Our young master has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child. It's not like you are ignorant? Our young master's handwriting is no worse than that of ordinary calligraphers!"

Ximen Jiao Niang immediately spoke arrogantly.

"It's true? Who can't brag?"

Fang Yanbin couldn't help but fight Ximen Jiaoniang again!

"You little brat, who are you bragging? I think you are tiring and you are looking for a beating!"

How can Ximen Jiao Niang endure this bad temper?

"Just fight, who is afraid of whom? I am not afraid of you now!"

Fang Yanbin is not to be outdone!

"I said, can you two chat well? How can you stop talking?"

Fang Ying, who was standing aside, had to stand up and act as a peacemaker.

"snort!"

Ximen Jiao Niang and Fang Yanbin glared at each other, and after a humming voice, they stopped talking.

"Brother Xi, since you have great achievements in calligraphy, what are you waiting for? Go and try it now!"

Liu Zhengyang smiled and spoke to Xi Samo.

With the four major inheritances, I have already occupied two of them on my side, so I should also leave some benefits to Xi Samo and the others.

"Hehe... Actually, I'm not as good as Jiao Niang said. I've just practiced for a few years. Since Brother Yang has spoken, I'll try it!"

Xi Samo was humble and then walked forward and began to copy.

I have to say that Xi Samo's attainments in calligraphy are indeed not weak, and it can even be said to be very powerful!

I saw a big pen in his hand, and a force penetrated the back of the paper, and the word "kill" with iron and silver hooks appeared on the paper!

"good!"

"This word is so beautiful!"

"Young Master, awesome!"

Everyone applauded and applauded!

"Well! It's just like this! I barely have my three-point charm!"

The Phantom of the Book God nodded with relief, then exploded and turned into a ball of light to wrap Xi Samo up.

The inheritance begins again!

Soon after the inheritance ended, Xi Samo seemed a little agile.

"Brother Yang! This time I really thank you for your blessing! I actually broke through to the early stage of the Three Dao and also obtained martial arts and techniques! Such a great kindness, I will never forget it!"

Xi Samo came to Liu Zhengyang with an excited face and bowed deeply.

"Hahaha... they are all their own people, why are you so polite?"

Liu Zhengyang laughed. He knew that he had truly won Xi Samo's heart at this time!

"That's right! We're all a family, so why are you doing politely? Don't have a moji. There's still the last level. I'm still waiting to see what the test is! Let's go quickly!"

Fang Yanbin on the side also burst into laughter.

Then everyone followed Liu Zhengyang and walked into the gate of painting.

"You are here! I am the one who paints an immortal under His Majesty Haotian. It is actually very simple to obtain my inheritance. I will draw a painting. Who can draw a painting according to your own words?

After saying that, Huaxian Phantom took out a silver brush.

"You guys have to see it!"

The fairy's phantom smiled faintly, and then the brush in his hand began to waving in the air at a very fast speed.

I saw the immortal phantom pen walking on the dragon and snake, and a landscape painting that appeared in the sky!

"Hiss... What a beautiful painting!"

Jiang Xueqin couldn't help but exclaim.

"Jiuchi..."

Even the little fox in her arms seemed to be a little stunned!

The rest of the people were also amazed by it!

Huaxian is worthy of being a Huaxian. A painting makes people feel like being in the mountains and rivers!

For a moment, everyone was immersed in this.

However, at this moment.

"The painting time has come!"

Huaxian said lightly, and after saying that, he waved his hand and the beautiful sunrise landscape map in the air instantly turned into stars and disappeared!

"You can draw below!"

Huaxian then spoke.

“(⊙o⊙)What?”

Everyone was stunned.

"Senior! You don't want us to replicate your painting by relying on memory, right?"

Fang Yanbin was even more disbelief and screamed in shock.

"Not bad! I'm just thinking!"
To be continued...