190: C190 Broken Pen

C190 Broken Pen

The person who had cried out was none other than Master Xi.

At this moment, his hair was a little messy and his expression was full of shock. His eyes were fixed on the stone monument.

Originally, it was the Wordless Monument. However, at this moment, there was the word "dragon" written by Su Yeh on it. This ancient character actually had a dark glow that was faintly discernible. It was extremely mysterious.

Master Xi seemed to be stuck deep inside, unable to extricate himself as he shook his head continuously, unwilling to believe what he had just seen.

Qiao Zheyue knew how Master Xi felt. It was the same with Su Yeh when she first saw him write, let alone the fact that Su Yeh wrote more than before. Everyone would be shocked to see Master Xi's calligraphy.

Qiao Zheyue walked over slowly and asked, "Master Xi, are you alright?"

Master Xi realized from the shock that there were a lot of people around. His gaze landed on Su Yeh because he saw Su Yeh write with his own eyes, but how could Su Yeh be so accomplished at his age?

"Impossible!"

Master Xi had used almost all his strength. He roared and suddenly opened his coat, taking out a long box from inside.

When he opened the box, he found a golden brush inside.

Qiao Zheyue was a painter, so she recognized him at a glance.

"The first stroke of the snowy path!"

Qiao Wanshen also noticed it and immediately said: "Oh? This was the first stroke of the snowy path that was hard to find even if one had thousands of gold? My god, I heard that three years ago Central State Real Estate's Boss Li offered fifty million for Master Xi's first inscription, but he was actually rejected. This brush is also the one that Master Xi is carrying around. "

Hui Shoutao's eyes lit up and he whispered: "It's so valuable, why didn't you say so earlier! If we let him write a few words for us, won't we be rich? "

"Master Xi wouldn't casually make a move, don't even think about it." Qiao Wanshen said.

Hui Shoutao disapproved and said, "You're an idiot. If he doesn't help, we can rob him! "

Everyone rolled their eyes at him, so Hui Shoutao could only shrug his shoulders and pretend that nothing had happened.

Master Xi had actually set up a frame and dipped the tip of his brush into the ink, directly copying the words' dragon 'on the stone monument.

He did not want to write it himself, but followed the strokes written on it and copied them.

That frightened quite a few people because everyone knew that was the key to Su Yeh's formation. It couldn't be that it was destroyed, could it?

"Master Xi, what are you doing?" Everyone stopped and looked at Su Yeh to see if he was angry.

But unexpectedly, Su Yeh didn't care at all.

Just then, Master Xi had copied half of it. Suddenly, his whole body trembled. The hand holding the brush also started to tremble. The sweat on his forehead kept getting down. It seemed that the piece in his hand was a thousand pounds heavy.

Master Xi's face was flushed. He shouted and was about to continue, but the first stroke of the snowy path in his hand was cut off with a "Pa" sound.

Master Xi retreated a few steps as well, as if he was exhausted. He breathed heavily, and his eyes fell on the brush in his hand.

He muttered, "It's broken …"

"What's going on?" Qiao Zheyue seemed to have sensed something and her gaze shifted towards the "Dragon" character on the stone monument. Although Master Xi Xi had copied half of it just now, it did not leave any trace.

"Isn't that simple!"

Suddenly, Hui Shoutao opened his mouth again. He looked at Master Xi with disdain and said, "This is pirated goods. Don't write randomly in the future. It's easy to get beaten! "

Qiao Zheyue glared at Hui Shoutao and scolded, "Can you shut up? You're talking nonsense! "

Hui Shoutao brought embarrassment to himself and simply did not reply. He looked at Su Yeh along with everyone else, curious to know what was going on.1

Su Yeh said indifferently, "The words I wrote were infused with essence energy, how could they be copied so easily! "Master Xi, you can be considered to have some attainments in cultivation. Otherwise, you would have vomited blood just by copying it."

Master Xi's eyes lit up. He laughed and said, "Good, good, good. I never thought that there would be such a talented genius in China." It looks like my Chinese calligraphy skills won't decline. "Mr. Su, I have a request. I hope you can agree to it."

Qiao Zheyue went up to Master Xi and stopped him, saying, "You can't be thinking of accepting a disciple, right? If that's the case, then don't speak. He will not agree to it! "

Master Xi's face turned red. He threw away the remaining half of the brush in his hand, bowed deeply to Su Yeh, and said:

"With my cultivation experience, how could I have the courage to accept Mr. Su as my disciple? I want to acknowledge Mr. Su Yeh as my master, I hope that Mr. Mr. Su will agree."

This was out of everyone's expectations.

Master Xi was the true master of calligraphy. His disciples were in the north and south of the world. He didn't expect to be apprenticed to Su Yeh.

Qiao Wanshen and the rest were excited. To be honest, although they were rich and powerful, they were nothing in the eyes of these scholars.

If Su Yeh took Master Xi as his disciple, the corporation would be like a tiger with wings for his entire family.

In the future, no one would dare to look down on them, saying that they were a group of rich people without any culture to back them up.

"If you want to be my disciple, you're still lacking a bit. Get up, I won't take you in. " Suddenly, Su Yeh said lightly.

Master Xi's body trembled. He seemed to have missed the biggest opportunity to achieve a breakthrough. He felt extremely upset.

Qiao Zheyue could not bear it. At Master Xi's age, if he wanted to acknowledge Su Yeh as his teacher, he would be giving it his all. He did not care about his reputation and status, but he was still rejected.

How could Master Xi accept this?

However, Qiao Zheyue also knew that since Su Yeh's personality said he wouldn't accept it, then he wouldn't accept it. It was useless begging, not to mention that Su Yeh really didn't have the time to teach him.

"Master Xi, get up quickly." Your calligraphy skills are already excellent, why do you have to acknowledge Su Yeh as your teacher? "Get up." Qiao Zheyue helped Master Xi up.

Just as Master Xi stood up and saw Qiao Zheyue, he seemed to have thought of something and kneeled down again. This time, it was Qiao Zheyue.

"Master Qiao, please accept me as your disciple!"

Qiao Zheyue's peerlessly beautiful face froze for a moment. She really didn't expect Master Xi to acknowledge her as his master. She had only learned from Su Yeh not long ago.

Master Xi seemed to have thought of something as well. Qiao Zheyue's calligraphy shocked him. Who exactly taught this calligraphy? Wasn't it obvious? This meant that Qiao Zheyue's master was definitely Su Yeh. If he were to pay respect to Qiao Zheyue, it would mean that Su Yeh was the Martial Ancestor.

Master Xi quickly looked at Su Yeh and asked, "Mr. Su, can I acknowledge Miss Qiao as my master?"

Su Yeh did not deny it and said, "You should ask her. Whether she accepts it or not is her wish. Don't ask me."

"Thank you, thank you —"

Master Xi then looked at Qiao Zheyue and said excitedly, "Master, please accept me as your disciple. I'm already a person that is about to be buried. I just want to experience a different calligraphy realm. Take me as your disciple! "

Qiao Zheyue was in a dilemma. When she saw Master Xi's resolute expression, she could not help but sigh deeply.

"Actually, I don't have anything to teach you. If you are not afraid of being unable to learn, then I will agree!"

"Thank you, master!"

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