On the playground the next day, none of the seventeen instructors from yesterday came, and they disappeared collectively. Only one white spreader was coming, and they were much more restrained. At 8:30, another seventeen instructors were transferred from the Armed Police Corps. These instructors were young, some of them were only three years older than the freshmen, and everyone soon became a fuss.

The training intensity of this group of instructors was obviously very low, that is, they stood in line and posed in military posture. When they were resting, they even had a lot of trouble with students and told some strange stories. For example, a few days ago, a group of thieves stole an antique shop in Panjiayuan. They turned a blind eye to the antiques in the room and stole only a few cut bluestones.

Xuan Qi smiled but said nothing. It seemed that the birth of the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth had attracted the attention of the people in the Xuanmen. Fortunately, he had an old man, otherwise the trouble would be great.

People will always measure in comparison. If the beards are Tibetan mastiffs who dare to challenge the beasts and tigers, then the new instructor is a group of lambs, not an insult to them, but they have experienced too little. And the white spreading wings is a shepherd dog, showing his fierce appearance to the sheep. Once he encounters a real beast, he will immediately be in a hurry and retreat.

The old man asked in Xuan Qi's ear: "I have thought about it all night, have you thought about it?"

"A gentleman is open and honest, but he cannot stand a dangerous wall." Xuan Qi whispered: "I am a mortal body. Are you sure that the flesh and blood can withstand bullets?"

The "hypocritical" old man exposes Xuan Qi without any mercy: "Since you don't want to take action, why do you still have to leave him a phone number?"

"Aren't you still old?" Xuan Qi's eyes flashed with a light of light: "If you think you can save me, let's go and save me. If you always think I can't, then we will answer a phone call and command remotely."

"Crazy and shameless" Lao Tzu found himself stepping into Xuan Qi's trap. Although he was unhappy in his mouth, he was not like this in his heart: "You also heard just now that the birth of the Soul Jade has attracted the attention of other Xuanmen. If you want to gain a foothold in the Chinese Xuanmen, you must have your own power. I have seen these seventeen men, all of whom are loyal to each other. This time they are in danger and are also harmed by the top. As long as you give kindness, they will be rewarded with great rewards."

The old man said and opened another gossip in Xuan Qi's eyes: "I'll give you a divination too. After the calculation, Daji will help them be safe. You can make an idea for whether to do it or not."

"Why not do things that only have benefits but no harm?" Xuan Qi also felt that time was urgent. If you want to revive the authenticity of Xuanmen, you must have your own power, and the bayonet team will definitely be under your command.

After a day of training, Su Mingxue found Xuan Qi and asked him to visit Lu Guangyan with him. Bai Zhanqi, who had been taught by Xuan Qi, was much more restrained at this time. He only dared to look forward to harass him in the distance, but did not dare to go forward to harass him.

A few days ago, Su Mingxue wanted to visit Lu Guangyan, but heard that he was resting at home. After the start of military training, he waited until today. He called Xuanqi because Lu Guangyan heard that Su Mingxue and Xuanqi knew each other, so he asked both children to come.

Knocking on the door of the Lu family, Lu Guangyan smiled on his face: "Mingxue, why do you buy things when you come? You must take them away when you leave." He said, looking at Xuan Qi: "Thanks to you a few days ago. The doctor said that if you hadn't been for your treatment, I would have gone to see Marx, old man."

Xuan Qi smiled slightly, not knowing how to deal with it. It is still a bit too difficult for Xuan Qi to be able to master human feelings. This is his shortest weakness at present.

Su Mingxue seemed calm: "You will like this gift as soon as you look at it."

The three of them walked into the house with greetings. Lu Guangyan had already made the frozen oolong tea, poured a cup for each of the two children, and then looked at Su Mingxue and opened the box. The coral red vase appeared in front of Lu Guangyan. Lu Guangyan was surprised: "Isn't this the Qing Qianlong coral red enamel magpies's news bottle in Lao Wei's store? The price is 500,000, which is too expensive. I can't accept it."

As antiques became popular, whether they really liked them or were arty, antique calligraphy and paintings really became popular in the upper class of the capital. As the principal of the Beijing Qing Dynasty, he was naturally involved in the antique industry. The famous Jiguxuan Qing Qianlong style coral red enamel magpies's news admiration bottle has also been witnessed with his own eyes.

"This one is that one." Su Mingxue's eyes flashed with pride: "But it was not sold for 500,000 yuan, but wanted to give it to us because the bottle was called the wrong name.

Su Mingxue said as she took out the receipt and handed it to Lu Guangyan. Lu Guangyan put on his glasses and took a closer look. A smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth: "So that's it, so that's it." He was so happy that he seemed to be an old naughty boy: "I just said that the year of this bottle was wrong. It turned out to be an imitation from the Republic of China. It was indeed a clever trick."

Lu Guangyan and Su Binglin have been in a relationship for many years. Lu Guangyan also knew that Su Binglin was very rich, so he took the bottle and said to Su Mingxue: "I can't ask for Lao Su's things for nothing. You can choose any calligraphy and painting in my studio."

Lu Guangyan is not only the principal of the Northern and Qing dynasties, but also has a deep attainment in ink painting. He learns from the old man who boulders, especially good at mountain stone paintings. He is also a self-developed school of cursive scripts and plays an important role in the northern painting world. In the calligraphy and painting world, Mr. Lu's calligraphy and painting transaction price has reached 100,000 per foot, and this price will continue to heat up as the art market is booming.

Su Mingxue was generous and responded sweetly. She took Xuanqi into the studio next to the living room. The framed paintings were filled with a hint of elegant aura, and they were placed there like living objects, forming a special small community.

Xuan Qi followed Su Mingxue to look at the paintings in the room. The colorful strange stones and the flowing cursive cursive script made Xuan Qi involuntarily quiet. The flowing lines were like knives and axes, and also like flowing clouds and water, showing off their own style. The wild words became vivid, and Xuan Qi found some inspiration from it. Standing in front of the workbench, he twisted up the wolf's brush and dipped it in the thick ink in the inkstone. Xuan Qi hung his wrist and picked up his pen and began to walk on the rice paper.

Lu Guangyan, who was following behind, had a strange look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed Su Mingxue who was coming forward, shook his head slightly, and signaled that he would not disturb Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi is now in the mysterious realm of mysteriousness, writing one word after another with a brush. Xuan means practicing Taoism. There are countless laws in this world, and it is ultimately the word Tao. Xuan Qi happily wrote his word Tao on rice paper, strokes, strokes, strokes and strokes. His mind was completely silent, using elegant and elegant cursive cursive, and looking for Taoism in a heroic and unrestrained manner.

When the last word was dropped, Xuan Qi felt that his pen was empty, and the wolf's brush was actually penetrated through the back of the paper. There were about 300 more Tao characters on the entire rice paper, and these Tao characters were arranged in irregular shapes and formed a big Tao character.

Lu Guangyan watched Xuan Qi wake up from the mysterious realm, and couldn't help but walk forward. Looking at the word Tao that looked like a child, he frowned and then flashed with joy. What a Tao that follows nature, it is unique and natural, it seems to be messy, but it actually implies the way of heaven. It's so good.

Looking at the long history, calligraphy and painting works that have been passed down from generation to generation, such as Wang Xizhi's Lanting Preface, were also written with temporary insights. There were also corrections after writing incorrectly, which were a perfect reflection of the state of mind and techniques. Even if Wang Xizhi rewrites Lanting Preface again later, even if he tried hard, he could not write down his mood at that time.

Of course, this does not mean that Xuan Qi's ink treasures can be compared with the saint of calligraphy Wang Xizhi. This picture of Taoist characters is completely a scumbag with less than five combat power in terms of technique, but it is indeed a god with ninety combat power in terms of mood. In Lu Guangyan's eyes, Xuan Qi is an uncarved treasure, and as long as it is polished, it will shine brightly.

So Lu Guangyan was happy when he saw the hunting. He collected this Taoist picture like a treasure, regardless of whether Xuan Qi agreed or not. If Xuan Qi really refused, Lu Guangyan planned to act like a tantrum, and even if he cried, he would cry out. Lu Guangyan's technique was almost perfect in his magic. The only thing he lacked now is the perception of the state of mind. This picture looks like a stepping stone that can knock on the supreme door.

The old man said in Xuan Qi's ear: "When writing cursive script, do you feel an unprecedented sense of excitement?" Seeing Xuan Qi nodding, the old man continued: "In fact, the magic and formation are understood. Calligraphy uses agile lines to form a more flexible text, and the formation uses lines to form a loop node. If you can combine calligraphy and formation, then you..."

Without the need of the old man to continue, Xuan Qi already understood. Looking at Lu Guangyan who seemed to be cheating, Xuan Qi said: "This can be given to you, but you have to teach me the basic knowledge of calligraphy."

"There is no shortcut to calligraphy. If you study hard and practice hard, you will definitely achieve great success. I will give you some copybooks first, first make the same shape, and then make the same spirit. Then, we can integrate them into one's own style and learn from a hundred parents." After talking about professional knowledge, Lu Guangyan's face was correct: "You go buy some rice paper, pen and ink, and write 10,000 words every day from tomorrow. After you get it done, we will discuss it."

Lu Guangyan, who was happy to see the hunting, faintly touched the door without leaving any guests. He rolled up two calligraphy and paintings, made a bag of reference books and stuffed them directly to the two, and then gave them away. Lu Guangyan stayed in the study, looking at the artistic conception of Xuan Qi's writing of the Tao, and copied it over and over again. Three years later, he became the leading master of calligraphy and painting in the modern Chinese literary world.

When he was about to die, he dictated the memoirs he asked others to organize. He focused on the word Tao. Many years later, the word Tao written by Xuan Qi was regained the light of the sky, causing another shock in the calligraphy and painting world.

The little fish and shrimp couldn't see the tricks, and they all thought that this was the children's graffiti. Everyone was about to form a school of calligraphy. They could see the Taoist fortune contained in this word and the sense of unity between man and nature. They drove away all the fish and shrimps, and then copied them day and night, trying to push open the door. When they all became masters one by one, Xuan Qi's name was circulated in the calligraphy and painting world. Although there was only one work, it was respected as the master of the master. Of course, this is a later story many years later.
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