371: C371 The Words Were like a Thousand Jun of Wood and a Third of It Was Carved into the Wood

C371 The Words Were like a Thousand Jun of Wood and a Third of It Was Carved into the Wood

Zither, Chess, Painting.

To use the zither to comprehend the principles, to defeat the heavens with chess!

Using words to determine the universe, using painting to suppress the mountains and rivers!

Just as Jiang Hao finished writing, Jiang’s father suddenly fumbled his way over.

Jiang’s father saw that each of the twenty words on the xuan paper was flashing with light. Furthermore, they seemed to be swimming around like dragons. It was extremely mystical!

At the same time, there was also a faint ink-black fragrance. This ink-black fragrance could make his mind feel a lot more at ease!

Jiang’s father was shocked. He thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes.

But this time, the strange phenomenon just now was gone!

However, this word still gave people a vigorous and heavy feeling!

Jiang’s father did not expect that his son's calligraphy would be so good!

"Hao Hao, you wrote this?"

After being overjoyed, Jiang’s father stretched out his hand and prepared to pick it up to take a closer look.

"Well, how about my words, Dad?"

Although Jiang Hao was asking, he did not hide the pride in his words.

Jiang’s father did not have time to answer. When he reached out to touch the spirit paper and was about to pick it up, he was suddenly stunned.

"Hmm?"

"What's going on? This page is actually so heavy!"

A heavy feeling came from his hand. Jiang’s father did not believe it and used a little bit of force to pick up the spirit paper!

At this moment, his face was full of shock.

Under the spirit paper, the words on the table passed through the spirit paper and actually imprinted on the table!

It was as if they had been carved onto the table!

And the piece of paper in his hand was unusually heavy!

Jiang Hao also noticed his father's abnormal behavior. Following his father's gaze, he saw the words engraved on the table!

He was also surprised.

At this moment, he thought of an adjective!

"Integrate three parts of the wood!"

"I didn't expect my calligraphy to be so mystical!"

Jiang Hao took the calligraphy from the stunned Jiang’s father. When the calligraphy fell into Jiang Hao's hands, it was as light as a veil, without any abnormalities!

Jiang’s father looked at the calm Jiang Hao and asked in surprise.

"Hao Hao, do you feel that this word is very heavy?"

Jiang Hao was startled when he heard this and asked curiously.0

"Dad, what is very heavy? I feel that there's nothing wrong with it!"

Jiang’s father knew Jiang Hao was wrong when he heard that.

However, from the looks of it, Jiang Hao didn't seem to know at all.

Jiang’s father also didn't know how to explain such a mystical thing to Jiang Hao.

However, Jiang’s father was sure that he didn't feel wrong just now. The word 'son' wasn't simple at all!

"Oh!"

"It's nothing much!"

"I quite like this word. Give it to me!"

He took the word from Jiang Hao without saying anything.

"It's fine. If you like it, I'll give it to you," ___ said.

If his father liked it, then it didn't matter to Jiang Hao. He let his father take it away!

If he wanted this word, he could write it at any time. There was nothing to cherish!

However, at this moment, Jiang’s father looked at the word in his hand in surprise!

When this word passed through Jiang Hao's hand, the heavy feeling on it suddenly disappeared!

Now, it was exactly the same as ordinary calligraphy!

Jiang’s father decided to frame such a mystical word and hang it on his bed to slowly appreciate it!

Jiang’s father took the calligraphy and left!

After Jiang Hao verified his calligraphy, he divided a region in the System Space and put away the brush, ink, paper, and other things!

It was time to buy a painting tool!

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On the other side, Jiang’s father went out with Jiang Hao's calligraphy!

Although Jiang’s father did not read much, he still knew some literature and literature!

For example, if one were to add three parts into the wood, the words would be as heavy as a thousand jun!

He thought that these were just legends, but today he believed them!

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