Seeing that Huang Zhonggong was unhappy, Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "How dare you all? Among the four friends in Jiangnan, Huang Zhonggong is well deserved. His internal skills and moves are good, and his piano skills are even more sophisticated. Hehe, this time I came here mainly to learn about piano skills with my brother. As for the way to play chess in calligraphy and painting, hehe, let it go."

The Tu Biweng shouted: "What do you mean? Do you mean to look down on us?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "I dare not, I dare not. The standards of the few people are actually very high, and there is no intention of looking down on you."

When the Tubi Weng saw Yang Xingzhou saying "I dare not" but his face was undeniable, he felt angry and shouted: "Everyone can say big talk, but if you want to speak, you must have real skills! If you say we can't do it, what can you do?"

Yang Xingzhou laughed and said, "I don't have any real skills, but I still have three-point elegance."

The Tu Biweng said: "I don't believe it!"

He handed Yang Xingzhou the brush in his hand: "If you write better than me, I will accept what you say!"

Before entering the hall, he was writing ink. After being alarmed by Yang Xingzhou, he walked to the hall without having time to abandon the pen. At this time, the brush was still in his left hand.

Yang Xingzhou took the brush handed over by Tubiweng and said, "What's the difficulty of writing just?"

He served as an emperor in his Ming world for decades, and had contacted many famous calligraphers and painters. He asked them many times. Therefore, he had reached a very high level in his attainment in calligraphy and painting. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a famous master of the world.

At that time, it was because he liked calligraphy and painting that the ministers were worried that he would re-enact the Jingkang disaster, so they submitted their letters to tell Yang Xingzhou not to be too obsessed with it, so as to avoid delaying national affairs like Emperor Daojun of Huizong. Later, after discovering that Yang Xingzhou did not delay the court, such memorials gradually decreased.

As an emperor of a country, Yang Xingzhou was qualified to teach him calligraphy and painting. All the famous masters were famous masters of the world. As the saying goes, famous teachers produced great disciples. Yang Xingzhou himself was also very talented. Over the past century, not only had his martial arts skills reached the extreme, but he had also achieved extremely profound attainments in calligraphy and painting.

At this time, he saw that Tubi Weng asked him to write, but he was not afraid at all. He took the brush, laid the rice paper, glanced at the four people in the hall, and smiled. He wrote four words on the rice paper with a large brush. Tubi Weng looked around and saw that the words "Ghosts and Wilders" were written, and he said angrily: "One of the surname Yang, what do you mean by writing these four words?"

Yang Xingzhou made a joke and said, "Just, just kidding!"

Spread out another piece of paper and wrote:

The lonely mountain is covered with clouds,

Plum blossoms are blooming underneath.

There is a path by the lake,

People in secluded come and go alone.

Piano sound pine stoke,

The clinging to the son discusses black and white.

Writing like a dragon,

Painting the mind.

The turmoil in the world begins,

Order to leave Fengshantai.

The hero's blood on the black wood cliff,

The dead bodies were buried under Wuyue Mountain.

I am here today and my sharp sword breaks through the sky.

The iron spear picks the sun and the moon, and the horse tramples on the top of the mountains.

Once you have a good mood, you will leave this hero's name.

After Yang Xingzhou finished writing these, he continued to write: "There is no match for the world, and the great hero Yang Xingzhou left his handwriting in Meizhuang.

When Yang Xingzhou wrote the four words "Ghosts and Witches", he could already see that Yang Xingzhou's fonts were vigorous and extraordinary. In terms of structure and charm, they were far superior to others. They were not inferior to famous calligraphers of the world, and even more so.

The Tubi Weng had already admitted defeat in his heart and was about to speak when he saw Yang Xingzhou writing constantly and wrote a long poem.

"Arrogant! Ignorance!"

"Arrogant and crazy!"

After seeing the poem written by Yang Xingzhou clearly, both the Tubi Weng and the Paiqingsheng started to scream.

Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Yang, you are so arrogant! There are countless heroes in the world. How capable can you have at a young age? You dare to claim that you are invincible in the world? Writing such a shitty poem is not afraid of embarrassing people and letting people laugh at me!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed: "Arrogant or not, I will know only after I beat you! But today we will only talk about Fengyue, regardless of martial arts. Tubiweng, you can say, just talking about fonts, which one of us is better or worse?"

The Tubi Weng said: "Your good handwriting is indeed much better than me! But you speak arrogantly, saying that you are the iron spear, the sun and the moon, and the horse stepping on the top of the mountains. My calligraphy is not as good as you, but I am not convinced in my heart!"

Yang Xingzhou said, "I care whether you agree or not. Anyway, I wrote better than you."

Tu Biweng and others were speechless.

They are not capable, but have a good vision. They know that in terms of calligraphy alone, not only is there no one in Meizhuang that can match Yang Xingzhou, but even if they look at the world, I am afraid that few people have such calligraphy skills.

However, when I thought that Yang Xingzhou was actually a master of calligraphy in the world, I suddenly felt that this was the true nature of a crazy person. If I had no such distinctive personality, how could I write such a distinctive good character?

In the past, when Zhang Xu wrote, he even drank several glasses, howled endlessly, and wrote while howling. In terms of personality, it was even more peculiar than Yang Xingzhou, but he became a generation of cursive saints and celebrities for the ages.

Comparing Yang Xingzhou with Zhang Xu and others, the dissatisfaction among the four friends in Jiangnan disappeared in an instant. Huang Zhonggong sighed: "Young Master Yang, you can write such good words. I think you are a disciple of Confucianism. If you don't go to the exam to become an official, why do you need to enter the world and wade into such a muddy water?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "I was tired of staying in the court, so I wanted to come to the world to relax."

Four friends in Jiangnan: “…”

Huang Zhong said justice: "Come to relax in the world? Hehe, the fights are constantly flowing in the world, and blood flows into a river. You actually say to relax in the world? Young Master Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Xingzhou laughed and said, "I come here whenever I want to come, and leave whenever I want. What's so great about it? What's so unacceptable to it? Just kill it directly. It's so refreshing, and it's much easier than being in the court!"

Huang Zhonggong yelled, looking dissatisfied: "It would be difficult to get out easily when you enter the big quagmire of martial arts world. How can you say you can get out of here? Young Master Yang thought too simply!"

He said this, "We are not as good as you in calligraphy. Since you say that you have all the knowledge of calligraphy and painting, you can give Yang Shaoxia some advice on the remaining paintings and playing chess. If you can surpass our brothers in calligraphy and painting, I will naturally be convinced. If you want to come to Meizhuang in the future, you will come to me as soon as you come, I will welcome you."

Huang Zhonggong was also curious at this time. Seeing Yang Xingzhou so arrogant, it seemed that there must be real materials in his heart. They have lived in Meizhuang for a long time and have not contacted outsiders for many years. When they saw Yang Xingzhou, they were a little disgusted with his arrogant attitude, but they also admired the calligraphy talent he had just revealed. They all thought: "This person said he wanted to discuss piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with us. Calligraphy is indeed amazing. Maybe other abilities are really extraordinary!"

Since ancient times, it is difficult to find a soulmate. Dan Qingsheng likes to drink. After drinking a few glasses of wine with Yang Xingzhou just now, he deeply felt that this person was indeed a confidant in the wine. Although the Tubi Weng felt that Yang Xingzhou was arrogant, the fonts were written very well. He said he was unwilling to accept it and admired it in his heart.

Now I heard from my elder brother that he would compete with Yang Xingzhou one by one, and they all wanted to try it out.

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "I dare not take it as a guide, but it is indeed a good thing to drink and discuss the truth with you. Master Fourth Manor, don't you like painting? Come on, Yang also paints a piece to let you see what? Do you like to splash ink, right? Okay, I'll also splash ink painting!"

Dan Qingsheng said: "Okay, please go to my studio and see Brother Yang's techniques."

Everyone moved to Danqingsheng's studio and saw a large desk in the studio with four treasures of the study and a bronze paperweight. Danqingsheng poured out the ink, spread the painting paper, and smiled and said, "Brother Yang, please!"

Before, Yang Xingzhou saw that the figure painting in his hall was a figure with a figure splashing ink on the back of an immortal, and he thought to himself: "If you draw characters, I will do it too. If you don't draw the same pictures, how can you compare the heights?"

He lived in Shaolin Temple for a while, and the one he was most familiar with was Buddha statues. After thinking about it, he splashed ink and drew a fat monk on the paper.

When Yang Xingzhou was painting, Huang Zhonggong, Hei Baizi and others stood beside him and watched. Seeing Yang Xingzhou’s brushwork as if he was flying, the rock figures were quickly outlined, and after a moment, they were ready to take shape.

Painting techniques of splashing ink have always been very fast, but it is unprecedented to see how fast Yang Xingzhou is, and the four of them looked at each other in shock.

We looked at the painting together and saw that the monk leaning on a large bluestone on the picture, stretching his left hand to his back, as if he was tickling, laughing, holding it in a cloth bag with his right hand, which seemed to contain something, and he looked cute.

A little squirrel stood on his erect belly, stretching his head forward, as if he was crawling towards the monk's chest quickly.

Everyone recognizes the shape of this monk and knows that this is a monk Budai, also known as Maitreya Buddha. There is such a person in many ink paintings.

However, the cloth bag monk painted by Yang Xingzhou seemed to be more vivid than others. Seeing the monk laughing, the infected person who watched the painting couldn't help but feel joy and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the monk stretched out his left arm and stuck itchy on his back, it made the back of the person who was watching the painting seem to itch. Seeing the monk's belly crawling on his stomach, there seemed to be a little squirrel crawling up along his dantian on everyone's belly.

Among the four, Dan Qingsheng had the deepest painting skills, and after watching the painting, he received the strongest sensing. With a "huh", he couldn't help but reach out to his back, and learned that the monk in the painting opened his mouth and smiled. As soon as he did this action, he saw the squirrel on the monk in the painting, and suddenly felt a heat rising from his dantian, reaching the Danzhong in his chest, then walked from the Danzhong point along the left arm to the palm of his left hand. The breath from the Laogong point in the palm was connected to the Jiaji point on the back, and instantly formed a circulating small circle of qi. For a moment, he felt indescribable comfort.

"This... this painting contains a set of martial arts and mental methods?"

Dan Qingsheng exclaimed: "Brother Yang, it's fine if you have amazing painting skills, but you can actually contain a set of brilliant mental methods in such a painting. How did you do this?"

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