Shen Yunlong looked at Ye Qingyun suspiciously.

I have absolutely no idea where this person came from.

But he had a vague feeling that these three levels set by senior Yan Zheng seemed to be prepared for this person.

"Who is this young man? Can senior Yan Zheng, the son of Fusheng, pay so much attention to him?"

at this time.

Ye Qingyun had already summoned up the courage and stepped into the light.

next moment.

Ye Qingyun's eyes suddenly changed and he appeared in a strange space.

All around are shrouded in silver light.

There is also a silver light under the feet.

There is only a stone monument standing in front of it.

There is only one stone monument here.

Nothing else.

Ye Qingyun looked intently at the stone tablet and saw two words engraved on it.

Benevolence!

Virtue!

"These two characters are really well engraved."

Ye Qingyun couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

With his attainments in calligraphy, he could tell at a glance that the two words on the stone tablet were extraordinary.

Although it is engraved, the writing is vigorous and powerful.

It can definitely be called a rare good word in the world.

But Ye Qingyun is also a little confused, what is the test of this level?

Are you just asking me to read the words on this stone tablet?

"If you want to pass this level, copy the two characters on this stone tablet."

"If you can copy five points of the charm, you can pass the test."

Yan Zheng's voice sounded out of thin air here.

The words just fell.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone all appeared in front of Ye Qingyun.

Everything is ready for him.

"Is the test of this level just to copy the words on the stone tablet?"

Ye Qingyun asked in surprise.

"good."

Ye Qingyun scratched his head.

"That's quite simple."

""

The voice fell silent.

Ye Qingyun had already held the brush in his hand.

Soaked in ink.

I took another look at the two words on the stone tablet.

Then he showed a confident look.

Put pen to paper immediately.

Stroke by stroke.

Clean and neat.

No sloppiness.

In the blink of an eye.

Both words have been written.

It can be said to be done in one go.

"not bad."

Ye Qingyun looked at the two words he had written and couldn't help but nodded, quite satisfied.

Then he lifted up the written words.

"Did you see it? I've written it. Is it considered passed?"

Ye Qingyun looked around and asked.

But there was no sound.

It was quiet all around.

No response.

Ye Qingyun was a little anxious.

What are you doing?

I have written it all, can you please give me a response if it passes the test?

Could it be that the man fell asleep?

But Ye Qingyun didn't know that Yan Zheng, who was standing in the lobby of the academy, could see all the words written by Ye Qingyun.

Yan Zheng was stunned.

A look of shock that he hadn't seen in many years appeared on his child-like face.

"Is this the father's word?"
Chapter completed!