The Red Dust Sea Market is located on the west coast of Konglai Island. With oddly shaped rocks standing tall and the sea breeze blowing gently, it's bustling with cultivators from all walks of life. Among them are many Great Saints, hailing from various worlds.
Although the Heavenly Capital of Truth Realm is considered a first-rate large market, the level of cultivators practicing in Truth Realm isn't very high. As a result, the quality of treasures appearing on the market pales in comparison to Red Dust Sea Market.
Shu Yong was a man of action, true to his word. He stood on an empty patch of land in the bustling city, erecting a long banner with vibrant characters that read: "Traveling the world requires self-protection, one battle sticker allows you to roam freely."
Next to the long staff, a table was set up.
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He took out the Divine Fox Purple-Hairs Brush, the Divine Wood White Clouds Paper, the God Crystal Dragon Pattern Inkstone, and the Kirin Black Blood Ink.
Zhang Ruochen stood beside him, watching as he took out one exquisite item after another. With a questioning look in his eyes, he said, "These things of yours aren't something you can buy with holy stones."
"All the assets are here!"
Shuyu smiled, then picked up the Shenhu Purple Brow brush. In an instant, his entire aura transformed, resembling a sage possessed. His pen tip resonated with the rules of heaven and earth, and holy light flowed between his fingers.
The moment the pen tip touches the paper, all the rules around vanish and converge.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
In a fleeting instant, the first battle post was already complete.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands to lift the paper, discovering that it had become as heavy as eight thousand jin. Looking at it, a surge of righteousness came rushing towards him, imbued with an overwhelming fighting spirit.
Zhang Ruochin recited, "Heaven and earth have righteousness."
five characters.
Every single character weighs one thousand six hundred pounds.
"Brother Shu, take a look at my calligraphy! I'm quite pleased with it," said Shuyang proudly.
"????? “That's a good word. The power of the war stickers is also extraordinary. Once activated, the righteous energy that erupts when they are thrown can pose a significant threat even to immortal realm saints. Such war stickers, if one had tens of thousands, would be like having thousands upon thousands of soldiers at their command." Zhang Ruochen nodded repeatedly.
When faced with such a barrage of praise, it's almost as if one can't see the beauty of calligraphy, the artistry of the words themselves, or the subtle elegance contained within each character.
He secretly guessed that perhaps Brother Shu's calligraphy skills were too high, far surpassing his own, so he overlooked this point. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.
Could it be that the title of "the world's greatest calligrapher," bestowed upon him, is nothing more than a hollow boast, merely a product of others' flattery?
Shu Yongdao: "Where could one write tens of thousands of posters? Firstly, each poster uses very precious and expensive materials. Secondly, writing a single poster also requires condensing one's spirit and righteous energy into the words. Don't even mention tens of thousands, even writing dozens or hundreds a day would be exhausting enough."
It's a pity, pure calligraphy doesn't have many monks buying it. Only these battle talismans are bought by more monks.
"Book brother, what do you think about the price of this post, one Divine Stone? Wouldn't that be too high?"
"A divine stone? You, the number one powerhouse in the world of literature, are selling your battle post for a divine stone? That's such a low price!" Zhang Ruochin shook his head.
Shu Yong was startled. A divine stone, falling so low?
A divine stone is equivalent to ten billion sacred stones and can be used to purchase a Class 1 life planet.
Zhang Ruochen once again looked at the battle post, shook his head, and said: "Full of righteousness, but lacking in fighting spirit. Selling one divine stone is reasonable. How about this, I'll write another sentence on top?"
After hearing this, Shu Yong was overjoyed: “Wonderful! Finally, I can see your calligraphy skills.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruochin felt a little awkward and regretted saying what he just said.
What if my identity is exposed?
Even without diligent calligraphy practice, Zhang Ruochin's writing would undoubtedly be of a master level given his spiritual power.
However, after experiencing Nalan Danqing's impact on his musical skills, Zhang Ruochin understood that in front of a true master, his level was still far behind.
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When Shu Yong faced the paper, writing was bound to expose all his flaws.
Looking at Shu Yong's expectant gaze, Zhang Ruochin couldn't bring himself to change his words. He could only grit his teeth and say, "I need to use a different kind of ink."
Zhang Ruchen's fingers reached towards the spatial ring.
In the ring, a portion of the great saint's bone marrow blood was separated out and condensed into an essence blood clot. It was then taken out and placed on the table.
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"Such powerful killing intent, what kind of ink is this?"
Shu Yong reached out to take it, but Zhang Ruchen quickly stopped him, saying, "Don't touch it. This thing is filled with evil and killing energy. Be careful not to contaminate your righteous qi."
After Zhang Ruochin ground his ink, he lifted the divine fox purple-haired brush and held it over the white paper. He paused for a moment.
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The Great Sage recognized Shu Yong's identity and whispered to the cultivators around him.
The works of the revered Sage, such as this, are still of interest to many great saints. And besides, it's a battle post! Buying it back and giving it to younger generations would be a good gift.
"Who is the Confucian scholar standing beside the sage of mediocrity?"
"To stand with saints and scholars is no ordinary feat."
"Why is it taking so long to write?"
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What are you doing?
Shu Yong, of course, also knew this was difficult, but he believed in Shu Qianchi's cultivation base and had immense expectations in his heart. He held his breath and stared intently at the tip of the pen.
After “The Heaven and Earth Have Righteous Qi,” in "Zhengqi Ge," comes “A Variety of Forms Flowing Around.”
He pondered over and over in his heart, how would Shu Qianchi write these five characters? What kind of font would it be? Every stroke, every line, could express what kind of charm?
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Finally, Zhang Ruichen started writing!
Zhang Ruchen's pen stroke was sharp, incorporating the boundless holy meaning into it. In an instant, he became one with the Heavenly Dao, and the rules of heaven and earth, as well as the sacred energy of heaven and earth, surged towards his pen tip frantically.
All the cultivators present, including Shu Yong, felt as if the stars were shifting and their vision was changing drastically. It was as if they were standing among the stars, with Zhang Ruochin at the very center of the starry sky.
Thousands of stars revolved around him, their light falling upon the paper.
At that instant, Zhang Ruochin mobilized his primordial power as well. With a flick of his wrist, he drew a horizontal line across the air.
Suddenly, the sound of a fierce battle rang out in the starry sky, accompanied by the cries of swords and the gleam of blades slicing through the moon.
Some cultivators with lower cultivation levels were so terrified by the killing sounds that their souls trembled, fainting to the ground with blood flowing from their ears.
Write out four consecutive characters in one breath.
All visions disappeared, all hidden within the words.
Shu Yong stared at the four characters on the post, dumbfounded, lost in thought for a long time.
All those onlookers, cultivators, rushed forward to carefully examine the battle post.
"I'm feeling murderous."
Four blood-soaked words.
At a single glance, it was as if one had been pulled into a blood-soaked battlefield, sending chills down the spine and trembling the soul. But soon, the breath emanating from "Heaven and Earth Have Righteous Qi" beside it dissipated this murderous aura, calming the mind and returning the soul to its place.
"How could it be these four words? How could it be...tsk tsk, I have murderous intent..." Shu Yong muttered incessantly.
Zhang Ruochin, though not a master calligrapher, wrote these four characters by incorporating the ultimate meaning and fundamental principles of creation. They resonate with the laws of nature and connect to the source, naturally achieving perfection.
"This killing intent sticker, sell me three divine stones for it!" A Saint at the peak of his life span offered.
Shu Yong's mind was clear of all distracting thoughts, a smile spread across his face as he looked intently at Zhang Ruochen.
Wow, someone actually offered three divine stones! How could I not be happy?
Zhang Ruochin shook his head and said, "No less than one hundred divine stones."
The venerable one, the Great Saint of Ten Thousand Deaths and One Life, was stunned. He thought he had gone mad!
A battle sticker can sell for a divine stone, which is already due to the fame of the bookworm saint.
The reason I spent three divine stones to buy this battle scroll is because it's really special. It has both righteousness and killing intent, with a very high level of insight.
Zhang Ruochin, however, was thinking: even in the underworld, selling the Great Saint's blood could fetch ten divine stones. Three divine stones were enough to buy his first piece of calligraphy—what was he thinking?
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A clear voice rang out, “One hundred divine stones, I’ll buy them.”"
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In the astonished gaze of all, a figure stood in the midst of colorful holy light. No one could see his features, only that he wore a Daoist robe.
Shu Yong saw the man's face clearly and his expression turned serious. He murmured to himself, "It's him."
Zhang Ruochin naturally recognized the man in Taoist robes who walked up, but his face remained unchanged.
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"This word 'kill', is also very clever, it truly can kill."
The robed man's gaze fell upon Zhang Ruochin, his eyes seemingly piercing. "You came to the Red Dust Grand Assembly for the purpose of killing?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded, not denying it, saying: "That's right! I want to kill a few."
"Murder is always wrong, perhaps there are other ways to resolve the situation."
"Murder is ultimately the most direct way."
The Taoist man in robes said nothing more, going straight to the point: "This battle post isn't worth a hundred spirit stones. However, with both of you joining forces to write it, it becomes something different entirely. It's unlikely there will ever be another like it. Such an extraordinary piece, who knows what price it could fetch in the future?"
He rolled up his battle scroll, placed down one hundred divine stones, and left with a carefree air.
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"Who said there couldn't be a second one? We can write it right now," Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochu stared at Zhenyuan's departing figure, unsure if he had discerned anything from his words. Could it be that he recognized his identity?
The Zhenyuanzi is an extraordinary genius of the Taoist lineage. After a thousand years, he did not fade into obscurity but instead became even more remarkable. He gives off the feeling of a "latent dragon entering the sea and a soaring dragon in the sky."
This brief encounter, Zhang Ruochen was unable to see through him even without activating the power of his Truth Heart.
Wow, that's amazing!
"Brother Shu, do you want to write first or should I?" Shuyu asked.
Zhang Ruochin smiled and shook his head, saying, "No more writing!"
"Why?" Shu Yong was puzzled.
Zhen Yuan's words just now seemed to be a warning, causing Zhang Ruochin to feel vigilant and dare not make any rash moves. He also dared not let his words spread.
Zhang Ruochin said: “Selling words, making money too slowly!”
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"But we have already earned a hundred divine stones, which is no small sum," Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochin said, “It is indeed a small number.”
Shuyu corrected: "I said it wasn't a small number."
"I have something better to sell, perhaps it could fetch a sky-high price," Zhang Ruochin said.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? If you had said so, what would have happened?"
Shu Yong hurriedly put away his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. If there was a better way to make spirit stones, who would be willing to sell calligraphy?
"Calligraphy can't be defiled by such common objects as divine stones!
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