Chapter 16

Down the mountain.

"Huo Guang, you go to the whole army and get everything ready. Wait for me in the bamboo house!" Yan Chuan ordered.

"Yes Huo Guang responded to his fate.

After Huo Guang leaves, twenty silver armour troops guard Yan Chuan, and Liu Jin follows Yan Chuan back to the bamboo house.

"Brush, it's all here?" Yan Chuan asked Liu Jin.

"Yes, the Lord seldom uses it, but here it is." Liu Jin said respectfully.

"Well, you go out! No one can come in without my order Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes Liu Jin left the bamboo house with curiosity. And close the bamboo shed from the outside.

Yan Chuan looked at these brushes again.

There are 54 brushes in total, but in Yan Chuan's eyes, these brushes are too bad. He took one of them and wrote only Zhen Xiong. He could not bear the impact of the vitality of heaven and earth and collapsed.

"Crash!"

Yan Chuan will be a large number of brushes on the ground, these pens can not bear their own words..

In the end, only three Purple Jade brushes were left, all of which were carved with exquisite jade dragons.

Spread out a piece of rice paper, calm heart, grab a purple jade brush, looking at the new paper, Yan Chuan a silence.

Yan Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was copying a manuscript in his heart.

suddenly, Yan Chuan's eyes opened and a light burst from his eyes. With his pen dipped in ink, Yan Chuan slowly wrote on the rice paper.

"Hoo!"

The room again whirlwind around, and even, around the condensation of light fog, with each pen down, like a golden light from the pen in general, golden light everywhere, wind and rain looming in the room. The golden light is getting brighter and brighter.

Yan Chuan wrote down a big word "Zhen" with each stroke.

It is clearly written in black ink, but after writing down, the words are strangely overflowing with golden light.

The last one is down.

"Hoo!"

Around the whirlwind, fog is quickly absorbed, quickly inhaled into the "town" word.

"Boom!"

Carrying the pen, Yan Chuan heard the sound of roaring in the words.

After absorbing all the wind and rain, the word "town" shines more and more. Even in the roar, it radiates a dazzling golden light. In the golden light, a seven story octagonal gold tower slowly rises.

The pagoda is nameless, but it is full of momentum.

The word "town" reveals a golden tower. Yan Chuan's words are also completely stable into the realm of "writing down to show the weather.".

"Hoo!" Yan Chuan breathed with satisfaction.

The purple jade brush in his hand has now turned into powder and has been completely dispersed by the vitality of heaven and earth.

Yan Chuan's face turned pale, showing a wry smile and said: "if you practice calligraphy, one word will fall down and bring the vitality of the four worlds into your body and refine your body. This is a great good thing. I don't think my body can't bear it because of too much vitality? Ha ha

Looking at the golden pagoda floating on Xuan paper, Yan Chuan smiles faintly and folds it gently.

The rice paper folded and the pagoda disappeared.

Several times, Yan Chuan carefully put it in his arms.

Then he closed his eyes with his knees crossed, and after a period of breathing, he got up and reopened the bamboo house.

Outside the bamboo house, Huo Guang and Liu Jin are waiting. Not far away was a large sedan chair carried by sixteen people.

"Lord!" They said respectfully.

"Ready?" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Yes, all the 3000 officers and men in the garrison have been rectified. They have already sent 500 soldiers to investigate the situation of the enemy in the four directions first." Huo Guang said respectfully.

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