Emperor of Nine Suns

With the sharpness of Chu Chen's spiritual sense, I didn't even notice how the old man disappeared!

An inexplicable chill suddenly rises from Chu Chen's back, which means that this old man shot himself and he simply couldn't resist.

It seems that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the medicine palace, which should not be underestimated.

Everyone walked in the direction of the azure clothed old man's fingers, and walked past a row of tall bookshelves. Sure enough, they saw four sandalwood tables neat and tidy lined up together. Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed on each table, and there are several redwood chairs around the table.

"Six animal brushes, Xuan Ling ink, celadon immortal spirit paper, Venus snow wave inkstone!"

After seeing the four treasures of the study on the sandalwood incense table, Shen Hou no longer covered up He kept exclaiming.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on these small tables are rare and precious only by those who really love and understand books.

At this moment, even Chu Chen couldn't help but feel his eyes slightly shrink after hearing the heavy words, and there was a surprised expression on his face.

"It seems that the old man is really willing to pay for the capital, he actually used such a precious and rare treasure to copy us the rune ancient book." Chu Chen smiled slightly, "It seems that we If you don’t work hard, you’re really ruining this rare treasure!"

"en? Are these things precious? It seems to be no different from ordinary pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

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Looking at the dignified expressions of Shen Hou and Chu Chen, Zhou Mei, who has always been lazy, was a little surprised.

Chu Chen is okay, but his expression is slightly solemn.

Shen Hou's performance was more exaggerated. He stood in front of four sandalwood tables and tidied his clothes, and wiped his hands on his clothes repeatedly. Then he cup one fist in the other hand, and bowed respectfully to the four treasures of the study on several tables.

"Hey Hey Hey...what are you doing? What are you doing for no reason? The bookworm is sour again." Zhou Mei couldn't help but sigh softly after seeing Shen Hou's actions.

"It seems that Brother Shen really is a book lover."

Chu Chen sighed slightly, pulled Zhou Mei a little, and winked at her.

At this time, even Tang Rou gently pulled Zhou Mei, motioning not to disturb the heavy etiquette.

Chu Chen, who pulled Zhou Mei aside, lowered his voice.

"Books are the embodiment of human civilization, and their inheritance continues the glorious history of mankind. As a Scholar, you should have a pious heart for books. According to legend, when Sage reads and writes, he must After burning incense, bathing, calming, and praying, you will officially read the book."

"It is with the pious and awe of human civilization that those ancient sages can truly explore from books Heaven and Earth Grand Dao, so it has a history! At this time, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on this desk are no worse than the Spiritual Artifact-level magical sword."

Zhou Mei With a soft smile, he waved his hand, "You Scholar have many rules, you worship it, and they just look at it."

Chu Chen immediately walked to the front of the case, like Shen Hou, with both hands. He wiped his clothes, tidied them up to show dignity, and then respectfully bowed.

Behind him, Tang Rou also respectfully bowed.

This ceremony is actually not just for the ink and inkstone, but for the brilliant wisdom of countless ancestors of mankind!

After the first Shen Hou's salute, he was the first to start "copying."

Walking up to a sandalwood desk and pondering for a moment, his expression awe-inspiring, he breathed out gently, and his right hand grabbed the writing brush on the desk gently.

Huh?

Just when Shen Hou grabbed the brush, his expression was stunned for a moment, revealing an astonished expression, his hand couldn't even grasp the brush.

Next moment, I saw him bursting with spirit strength rays of light. His face instantly flushed, and the blue veins on his right arm violently, as if using all the power of his body, he slowly lifted the six beast hairbrushes.

It's like grabbing a pen, it's obviously a mountain!

It's just a pen, it's so heavy! !

This was beyond everyone's expectation, and everyone's attention was focused on Shen Hou.

At this time, Zhou Mei's eyes, who had been in a daze, flickered slightly.

Shen Hou's body is very strong. He comes from a wild land and has a talent for divine force. In terms of strength, he is definitely a super strong man.

But at this moment, this big man who knows with strength can't even grasp a pen!

Until he urged the spirit strength of his body, he slowly grabbed the brush.

Even so, Shen Hou finally couldn’t hold on after a few breaths. His fingers loosened and the brush "Pa" in his hand fell on the wooden table. Came up with a dull noise.

Like dull thunder!

This, this...Is it necessary to live, a pen is so heavy? ? ?

Zhou Mei slightly frowned her eyebrows, and the previous sloppyness and laziness were reduced a bit.

There was a solemn look on Tang Rou's face, "I'll try it."

She walked to the small square table and silently ran the spirit strength of her whole body.

With the cultivation technique urged her entire right hand to instantly become jade green like jade, as if carved from jade. It seems that the spirit stream of Divine Wood has been urged to the extreme.

jade green normal jade hand After slowly grasping the six beast hairbrushes, neither fast nor slow lifted up. The speed of lifting the pen is faster than Shen Hou, but it is still better than normal people. To be more than twice as slow.

genius girl Tang Rou calmly opened an ancient book on the desk, and then picked up the brush and gently dipped the ink on the inkstone.

When the six-color brushes were gently dipped in the pitch-black jade-like ink, Chu Chen saw Tang Rou's right hand tremble again.

The girl's smooth forehead started to see fine beads of sweat.

After a long pause, the slender brush was fully dipped in thick ink, and Tang Rou, breathing more and more rapidly, lifted up the pen with a very elegant and slow gesture, and it was already laid on the table. It was written on the smooth, porcelain-like paper.

Shen Hou and Zhou Mei suddenly felt nervous, they were worried that the pen in Tang Rou's hand would be released at any time!

Tang Rou writes very slowly, and is a little more calm than expected, every stroke of it seems to be carrying a huge weight.

After a stick of incense, after finally writing a word, the sweat beads on her forehead have formed crystal clear sweat dripping down her face.

The perseverance of Tang Rou, a genius girl, has always been superior to that of ordinary people. After one word, she finished the third character after she was one hour younger!

After the last stroke of the third word, Tang Rou couldn't hold on anymore. After gently placing the pen on the pen holder next to her, she softened like collapse.

Zhou Mei quickly supported her with eyes and hands, and under this look, she suddenly turned pale with fright!