Su Chan sighed in her heart. She couldn't help admiring Zhou Qin. She said secretly: the so-called word is like a person. Only those who write such handwriting can do such things.

Ziyuan also nodded and said, "good words are really good words. But although the words are good, the craftsman's spirit is too heavy. It's not as smart and transparent as Su Chan."

Zhou Qin also put down his pen and said with a smile, "that's nature. Su Chan's words are like living ones, like they can jump out. I can't compare them."

Su Chan was overjoyed when she heard this. Her eyes narrowed with laughter.

At this time, everyone had written about it except asters. Li Yundong smiled and said to asters, "it's your turn?"

Ziyuan waved her hand and said, "no, just use Su Chan's words. Her words are very good."

Li Yundong said with a smile: "excessive modesty is equal to pride. Everyone has written. If you don't write, do you look down on us?"

Ziyuan smiled helplessly, "well, I'll make a fool of myself."

With that, she walked to the table with one hand holding her sleeve and the other hand gently holding the brush.

Li Yundong saw that she was elegant, and her hand holding the brush showed a bright wrist. Her skin was as white as snow. Before she started writing, she had a different charm, which soaked people's hearts.

Ziyuan calmed down, and then wrote three words on the paper. When they looked, they saw that these three words were really dragon flying and Phoenix dancing, immortal and elegant, and there was a breath of dust between the lines.

All the people were knowledgeable and cheered loudly.

Zhou Qin exclaimed: "these three immortals are the real words of immortals. They are really immortal and refreshing!"

Su Chan was still a little unconvinced. She picked up the words of Ziyuan and glanced at the back of the paper. She saw that there was also a clear self printed below. She turned several more pages and saw that the handwriting below was also very clear. Su Chan immediately sighed with conviction: "Immortal Ziyuan is worthy of being the future leader of linggong sect. Let's not talk about practice for the moment. This hand is really powerful and penetrating. It's powerful!"

Su Chan turned to Li Yundong and said sincerely, "Yundong, you use the words of real Ziyuan. Her words are really better than mine."

Li Yundong stroked her hair with a smile: "so sure?"

Su Chan nodded. Although her face was smiling, a faint color flashed from the corners of her eyes.

Li Yundong looked in his eyes and felt a move in his heart. After a while of deliberation, he saw that Su Chan had found an opportunity to make an excuse and returned to his room. He also quietly hid the words written by Su Chan and came to her room.

Su Chan was stunned when she saw Li Yundong coming in, and then pursed her mouth: "are you here to laugh at me? Laugh, laugh, who makes me inferior."

Li Yundong came over with a smile, hugged the little girl, then let her sit on her lap, and then hugged her hard. Li Yundong said softly, "silly girl, look what this is?" then he took out a folded paper.