Liu Shan has all the experience of the top ten calligraphers, writing is easier than drinking cold water, and he has long been in his chest.

He pounced on the largest piece of paper, picked up the wolf's hair, and began to write, without stopping at all.

Everyone didn't care at first, but the more Liu Shan wrote, the more shocked everyone became, the font on the paper was natural and unique, but it didn't belong to this world at all.

One of Song Zhong's disciples who loved calligraphy shouted, "Whose character is this? Why don't I know it?"

He asked himself if he had seen the inscriptions of all the famous masters in ancient and modern times, but he had never seen Liu Shan's words, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Of course, he couldn't know it, because the font written by Liu Shan came from the prosperous Tang Dynasty hundreds of years later, and this font was called Xun Ti in later generations, and was created by the great calligrapher Ouyang Xun.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe rapidly, and they couldn't believe that what was in front of them was real, a reckless man actually created a majestic font by himself.

Everyone looked at Liu Shan with amazement and admiration in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Shan's pen turned, as if he was crazy, and like a child messing around, writing every word like a dragon and a phoenix.

"Whose cursive writing is this? This word is like a whirlwind of rain, full of momentum, why do I feel hearty?"

"I don't even see such words in my dreams?"

"Du Du (Han Dynasty cursive master) cursive has been listed as a divine product, what kind of product should this word be into?".

They should not know Liu Shan's cursive script, which comes from the grass sage Huaisu, and also comes from the Tang Dynasty.

Just when everyone was intent, as if they were drunk, Liu Shan's pen turned again, and Zhao Mengfu's block appeared in the world for the first time.

Such words are not available to ordinary people at all, nor are they worthy of commenting.

Song Zhong sighed: "The appearance is round and muscular and connotative, its dot painting is gorgeous, the body is wide and beautiful, and the dot painting echoes very closely."

The outside seems to be soft and the inside is strong, the body is beautiful and the skeleton is strong.

This kind of character is peaceful and peaceful, and it is difficult to practice without decades of hard work!"

After listening to Song Zhong's comments, everyone looked up at Liu Shan, how old is this son, how can he practice words for decades, is there really a heavenly gift, is this a gift from God?

At this time, Liu Shan has completely forgotten himself, wholeheartedly devoted to the calligraphy, he moved the pen ups and downs, Wang Xizhi's line of writing, Su Shi's cursive, Mi Fu's regular script, Yan Zhenqing's small seal has appeared, and everyone is dazzled, and this has no time to comment.

At the end of writing, he closed his pen, and a huge longevity character took shape.

Wei Zhongdao on the side shouted: "This is, this is Baishou Tu?"

Everyone hurriedly looked over, just now they just paid attention to the font, and didn't care about what was written, but now Liu Shan put away his pen and found that there were a hundred different fonts of the word "Shou" written on this piece of paper.

Liu Shan ignored the others, walked up to Cai Yong, and saluted: "Teacher, three months will be your birthday, and the disciple will take this hundred longevity chart as a congratulatory gift, do you think it's okay?"

When Cai Yong heard this, he laughed and said: "The old man has lived for decades and received countless birthday gifts, and this 100-year-old picture should be the first!".

At this time, a disciple of Song Zhong suddenly said: "Liu Shan, next month is my ancestor to celebrate his birthday, this hundred longevity map sells me, I will pay 10 million!"

10 million yuan? Everyone was shocked, this is not a small amount, this money is enough to support tens of thousands of elite soldiers for three years.

Liu Shan sneered: "Don't say 10 million, even if you put all the money in the world in front of my eyes, you can't get the favor of my teacher!"

"Well said, don't be tempted by wealth, this is the old man's disciple!"

Cai Yong shouted, his face was full of red light, and he was very proud.

With a "snap", Song Zhong slapped the person who bought the word and scolded: "Get out, get out of here! From now on, you will no longer be my disciple of Song Zhong!"

The man was ashamed, knowing that he had lost his mind, and escaped.

Song Zhong walked over and saluted Cai Yong.

Cai Yong said: "Why did Zizhong make this great gift!".

Song Zhong said, "I have always been on a par with Brother Bo in the way of calligraphy, and even won faintly, but when I see it today, I am just a frog at the bottom of the well, not to mention Brother Bo Jiao, that is, your disciples have become a generation of everyone, and have created several fonts, I might as well go away!"

When Cai Yong heard this, he laughed and said, "Brother Zizhong, it's just an entertainment work, why bother!".

Liu Shan walked up to Wei Zhongdao and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Marry my junior sister, are you worthy?!".

When Wei Zhongdao heard this, he shouted, "You!"

Liu Shan sneered: "What are you?

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