Unlike the previous golden sounds of the three heroes of Luochuan, the golden sounds caused by Zhong Yue's song "Mid-Autumn Night Thoughts" is a high-pitched sound that runs through the sky.

Fengming Jiugao, this is a scene that has not happened in many years? Even the Taoist envoy next to him was shocked, wizards, wizards of the world!

It is terrifying to be able to mention the Taoist master's pen and attract the Taoist phoenix to Jiugao. Such talent is simply terrifying! Why have you never heard of such a person before?

Poetry and calligraphy are not divided. I don’t know if it is because of this fresh and straightforward poem or the agile and elegant running script. Zhong Yue’s works actually caused nine sounds of gold. Zhong Yue looked at the cool special effects. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this was a bit like the artistic conception of the last step of the nine-stage gods and man, and the writing was put into writing and all things were born.

The previous interpretation of the nine powers of gods and humans was explained by yin and yang, but Zhong Yue never experienced that artistic conception. However, at this moment, Zhong Yue actually felt that his heart belonged, as if calligraphy had found the home of the soul in this so-called big slaughter!

Everyone in the temple stood up and looked at this poem, each with his own thoughts.

Chu Suiliang raised his glass and exclaimed: "I have no intention of craftsmanship but everything is crafted. This poem is wonderful."

Some people read poems, while others read characters. Ouyang Xun relied on the outstanding people of the world, and he also went to the top of the list for this book and chanting Mid-Autumn Festival. However, Zhong Yue's sudden appearance disrupted his overall plan. However, he was not at all unwilling to see the running script work on the stage.

In this era, there is no Wang Xizhi!

"Who is this person? Zhong Yue? Where did he come from?"

Sun Guoting stared at the song "Mid-Autumn Night Thoughts" in a daze, and was also stunned. He was actually talking to a person who could make nine sounds of gold before? This is too dreamy! Fatty Yan, who was beside him, quickly closed his paper and stuffed it into his sleeves, for fear of being discovered. He looked at Zhong Yue on the stage with admiration and said in his heart: Brother said I can do it, I can do it too!

Looking at everyone's surprised expression, Zhong Yue also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no poet Li Taibai in this era.

"You..." The messenger from Daoting didn't know what to say, he was hesitating and feeling very complicated.

"I?"

"Is this what you wrote?"

Zhong Yue looked at the pen and ink on the table before and pointed, "Why do I get it back for you first?"

"Farewell, I'll get it myself later." The Taoist envoy was an elderly man after all. He had seen too many geniuses. Even if there were none of them, he was just an ordinary person.

"You can get these two tokens and go back to Daofang with me later."

"ah?"

The Taoist envoy looked at Zhong Yue very seriously and said, "What? Come with me to see the Taoist saint."

Although Zhong Yue really wants to meet Zhong Shaojing, this era is so mysterious that Zhong Yue is worried that the person he meets is not a normal person. This activity is already weird enough. If it is...

Before he could think deeper, when his hands touched the two cold tokens of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, a dazzling light made him unable to open his eyes.

Zhong Yue covered his eyes with his hands. When he felt that it was not so dazzling, when he took his hand again, the surroundings became quiet.

Come back?

Zhong Yue looked at the empty scene around him, and then saw the package, taskbar, and the Wenshi Book Pavilion and Jinnong Chat Room that appeared in the system. It seemed that he was back.

Zhong Yue held the Heavenly Stems in his hand, and couldn't tell whether it was happiness or loss. It seemed as if he had experienced a dream, but it seemed that he had traveled to an era of dreams.

"Next mission."

The system prompts: "The next task is started without time, and the host cannot proceed to the next task."

Zhong Yue frowned, what does it mean?

He glanced at the second mission information.

Is the opening time of the Spring Festival?

The three festival activities of love are not all completed on the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches he got in his hand gradually disappeared, and it seems that he has another chance to choose.

Looking at the year names of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches hanging on the trees, Zhong Yue casually had a little deeper meaning. Since it was after Jiawu, then choose Wuxu.

"To enable the next activity task, the host needs to retain a pair of Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branch Orders. If the host does not have enough Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branch Orders within the next task, the task cannot be activated. Please pay attention to this prompt."

Zhong Yue listened to the system's prompt sound, which means... one of them can be used now? Of course, if Zhong Yue doesn't want to start the next task, he can use both of these heavenly stems and earthly branches, but such activity tasks are not often available on weekdays, so it's better to leave one.

Now, Zhong Yue does not lack brushwork or painting techniques, but he lacks such opportunities for training. After all, when copying a calligraphy competition, there is absolutely no such exciting activity as the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the taskbar, there is a constant jumping and flashing prompts to complete achievements. Zhong Yue clicked it at one time.

[First completion of activity tasks] Reward 300 achievements.

[Books praise the Mid-Autumn Festival] Completed, rewarding 500 achievements.

[Singing Gold Achievement] Reward one thousand achievements.

[A list] Rewards 3,000 achievements.

[Fengming Jiugao] Reward 10,000 achievements.

A series of achievements prompts, like setting off fireworks, almost dazzled Zhong Yue. It was really terrifying to have accomplished so many achievements in this activity. It seems that you will participate in more interesting things in the future, otherwise there would be no chance for those high-value things in the mall to be exchanged out.

Zhong Yue took the Jiawu Order back into the parcel railing, and thought to him and prepared to click it.

"Whether the host is sure to use the Sino-Japanese War Order, it will not be able to reuse it as a task to open the key after confirmation."

“Confirm to use.”

The Sino-Japanese War in the package flashed and instantly changed into a rectangular paper item. Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows. Is it a brushstroke?

"This is... [Ancient recipe of ten thousand pestles and ink ingots]!"

Zhong Yue was slightly surprised. Since the varnish produced with a little lacquer produced with 500 kilograms of oil, Zhong Yue has been looking for another ancient ink ingot recipe. However, after searching all over the mall, he did not find any other ancient ink ingot recipe. When he saw this [10,000 pestle ink ingot recipe], he was still a little surprised.

Zhong Yue looked at the introduction in the ancient recipe. The so-called fume ink ingots, tung oil and colloids are essential. The ingredients of this [10,000 pestles] are much less than the previous [500 kilograms of oil], but musk and crushed gold are used in this recipe! This is something that Zhong Yue cannot understand.

First of all, musk is already a very expensive medicinal herb. Now wild deer hunting is prohibited, so musk can only be relied on raising musk to get fragrance. However, no matter what method is, the price of musk is almost 50,000 yuan per gram. Using this kind of thing to make ink is simply crazy!
Chapter completed!