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As Yang Lin's pen tip continued to wander, everyone present suddenly felt the color lost between heaven and earth.

Only the black and white colors are constantly alternating.

The handwriting that fell with ink seemed to come alive at this moment.

In an instant, it transformed into a yin and yang fish that contrasted with black and white.

And that piece of white paper turned into chaos.

Such a magical change instantly sucked their minds into it.

They cannot feel the passage of time or their own existence.

It wasn't until the two colors of black and white stopped alternating, and the two elements of yin and yang stopped rotating, that they finally broke away from this illusion.

As soon as they regained consciousness, they looked at Yang Lin's pen tip again.

At a glance, I saw that the square inch was filled with densely packed small characters.

Above this line of small characters are four large characters - Tao follows nature.

The moment they saw these four big characters clearly, everyone felt their hearts trembled, and their eyes could not help but show shock.

The four words were obviously so familiar, but at this moment they seemed so unusual in their eyes.

Just one glance makes one feel at peace, and another glance makes one feel as if he has seen the infinite avenue.

However, when they looked carefully, they found that these four words were just ordinary and had nothing special about them.

This contradictory feeling immediately made several people present look at each other.

They really wanted to hear the opinions about these four words from each other's mouth, but at this moment the lover seemed to have lost the ability to organize language, and could not say even a single word.

Even the four old men with extremely high attainments in calligraphy are no exception.

If it were an ordinary work, they would be able to give some pointers and judge it, but they couldn't think of any adjectives after reading these four words.

After a long silence, they turned their attention from the four words "Tao Fa Zi Zi" to the small words below.

As they watched, they silently recited the words.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named. The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the name of the mother of all things..."

They didn't realize it at first, but as they chanted, they gradually realized something.

"This is the Tao Te Ching!"

That's right, the line of small characters written by Yang Lin below are clearly excerpts from the Taoist classic Tao Te Ching.

This line of obscure Taoist classics has an inexplicable charm in Yang Lin's writing.

When reciting, it seems that you can feel that you are in the incense hall.

There are ancient scrolls with green lanterns beside you, morning bells and evening drums in your ears, and all worldly disturbances have nothing to do with you.

Greed, anger, delusion, hatred, worries and sorrows are all expelled from the body.

What's even more rare is that just by looking at it, I have a lot of insights in my heart.

Looking at it again, my feelings are different.

After realizing this, their eyes showed uncontrollable wonder.

But it wasn't just the content that really amazed them.

I saw four old men, Song, Huang, Zhang and Li, suddenly become excited after reading this Taoist text written by Yang Lin himself.

It was like seeing a rare treasure.

"I understand, I understand, I understand, I finally understand why I haven't been diligent in these years."

"That's it, that's it."

"I never expected that I would be able to see such a masterpiece in my lifetime. The calligraphy sage is nothing more than this in his lifetime."

“The artistic conception is enough to comprehend for a lifetime.”

As the saying goes, laymen only watch the excitement, while experts watch the door. After experiencing the initial shock, they also gained some insights from Yang Lin's works.

To be able to reach the stage they are today, they have reached the end in terms of form and spirit. If they want to go further, they can only understand.

And they felt an unprecedented artistic conception in Yang Lin's calligraphy.

They really couldn't imagine why such an insight into everything in the world would appear in a young man in his early 20s.

And just when they were about to look at it carefully and study it carefully, the ponytail girl who left earlier also walked in carrying a tea tray.

When she saw the four old men surrounding Yang Lin, she immediately said without knowing why:

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Has the little Taoist priest already written it?"

"Let me see what's written on the trail."

As she spoke, she put down the tea tray in her hand and prepared to pick up what Yang Lin had written and take a look.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, four murderous eyes looked at her.

"Don't come over here."

"Yes, just stay there and don't move."

"Put your tea tray further away. If you dare to come close, I will break your legs."

Faced with the verbal threats from the four old men, the ponytail girl was also confused.

"What's going on? You guys, I haven't gotten over it yet."

"What on earth makes you babies like this?"

While the ponytail girl was confronting the four old men, Yang Lin, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"Do you have any ink pads here?"

As soon as these words came out, the four old men immediately became energetic, especially Song Henian.

"Yes, yes, I have the best Longquan ink pad."

"Just wait, I'll get it for you right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out quickly, not looking like an old man in his 90s at all.

Seeing this scene, the pony-tailed girl once again showed a ghostly expression.

"What's going on? This is, my grandfather has always regarded that box of Longquan ink pad as a treasure."

"I secretly used it once, and he opened my buttocks. Later, he locked it in the safe."

"What happened to him today? He actually wanted to take it out."

"Did you give my grandpa Ecstasy?"

As she spoke, she looked at Yang Lin with a strange expression.

Until she looked at the words written on Yang Lin's desk.

Just like the others before, she fell into a daze the moment she saw it.

After she came to her senses, she could no longer suppress her surprise.

"Did you write this word?"

"You are really awesome, 10,000 times better than what my grandfather wrote."

"My grandfather can sell hundreds of thousands of pieces of calligraphy. Why don't you sell tens of millions or hundreds of millions?"

"How about you give me a pair?"

The temperament of a money-lover is clearly revealed in his words.

However, no one would talk about her at this time.

Because even the remaining three old men looked expectantly.

But because of their appearance, they did not open their mouths.

Just at this moment, Song Henian, who had left earlier, ran back with a box of ink pads.

When he came to Yang Lin, he immediately opened the lid of the ink pad as if offering a treasure.

At this time, Yang Lin also took out a jade seal from his sleeve.

After dipping it in ink pad, he put the jade seal on the lower right corner of the white paper.

At this point, this Taoist painting is naturally completed.

Yang Lin barely needed to open his mouth before Song Henian volunteered to help frame it.

And the reward he needs is just to look at it a few more times.

Yang Lin did not refuse his request.

An hour later, the framing work was completed, and Yu Songhenian even took the initiative to send a brocade box.

And when they learned that this was a birthday gift to the contemporary headmaster of Longhu Mountain, a look of surprise appeared on their faces.