No.

I can't give up.

Tang San looked at Liehuo Xingjiao's three-inch-high rhizome and gritted his teeth. A harsh light flashed through it.

"Hey, hey, Tang San, what are you doing? Why do you want to eat dirt? If you can't make the most poison, why bother yourself so hard? Can't commit suicide?"

That's right, under Dugu Bo's gaze, Tang San lay on the ground with tears in his eyes, gnawing on the soil on the ground frantically.

In fact, he was gnawing on the rhizomes of fairy grass.

Although this stem is much weaker than the immortal grass itself. But are there any choices now?

If you want to improve your strength, you can only do this.

If you eat dirt, just eat dirt.

Only by eating the soil in the middle of the earth can one become the best.

Fight.

He was afraid that no matter how late it was, he would not have to eat the soil.

At the same time, he missed his old father very much.

Dad, where are you? My son is already eating dirt.

On the other side, deep in the Stars and Forest.

"Crazy...Crazy."

The broom rubs against the ground.

Qiandaoliu, one man and one broom, cleaned every corner of the courtyard.

"I said, "You're a great sacrifice, don't sweep the floor. If you're really bored, I'll teach you something else. For example, learn calligraphy?"

Lin Yan was helpless.

Why is everyone he knows different from what is recorded in the original work?

Even if Qian Daoliu is not overbearing, he shouldn't be so approachable.

It’s okay to sweep during the day, but it doesn’t stop in the middle of the night.

I can't stop at all.

For several days and nights, he suffered from this noise, which was definitely a torture for Lin Yan who likes to lie flat.

So he plans to cultivate other hobbies.

At least, change to a quieter one.

"calligraphy."

Qian Daoliu was extremely excited inside.

It has been so many days since he has never dared to relax for a moment. Except for eating and short sleep, he has almost been sweeping the floor, hoping to reach the state of "heart is like a mirror" as soon as possible.

Now, although I have not reached that level, my support has finally been recognized by the boss.

Sure enough, if you give, you will get rewards.

My sincerity finally touched the boss's heart. I want to give myself guidance again.

And let’s hear the big guys teach their abilities?

Calligraphy, calligraphy.

Needless to say, literally, it means the rules of writing.

Just imagine how terrifying it is to write the rules.

Qiandaoliu is simply unimaginable.

Lin Yan saw Qian Dao Liu silently, but the desire in his eyes still could not escape his eyes.

I couldn't help but laugh. "The great worship comes with me."

When Lin Yan saw Qian Daoliu finally put down the broom in his hand, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of strength.

I secretly sighed at my wit, and the magic sound of many days was finally over.

Next, you have to show your outstanding calligraphy skills and firmly attract thousands of streams to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Perfect plan.

Lin Yan swore that he would never fool people again.

When he arrived at the long table, Lin Yan did not hesitate and took out the white paper and spread it on the table, then picked up a pen.

"Aowu..."

Seeing this red brush, Dahei screamed resentfully from the side.

"Isn't it just taking a cube of dog hair? I still hold a grudge."

Lin Yan laughed and cursed. He looked at Qian Daoliu.

"Let's not care about him, please be careful."

What a guy, I'm just so good guy... I actually used the pen made of the hair of the Red King... Qiandaoliu was messy. If someone else had changed, I'd probably be two meters tall.

No.

If someone else treats the Red King like this, he will inevitably be crushed and ashes will not even be left behind.

Even if he is a thousand-dashed stream, it won’t work.

Soon, Qian Daoliu abandoned all distracting thoughts. Because Lin Yan's momentum suddenly changed in his sight, which was completely different from Lin Yan's ordinary appearance... no, he should have returned to the natural state.

Qian Daoliu was shocked. This was such a terrifying momentum.

Is this what the boss really looks like?

Although he still had the same perfect face, he gave Qian Daoliu a feeling of changing his own person.

fear!

It's really terrifying.

Just the momentum of the heavenly and man and the heavenly beings makes Qian Daoliu feel trembling.

Fortunately, this is not aimed at me, otherwise I would have lost one thought by the boss... Qian Daoliu was extremely lucky.

However, just as he was so stunned, Lin Yan splashed ink and splashed his pen, leaving a big word on the paper in an instant.

'fire!'

Qian Daoliu recognized this word and even muttered it out loud in his heart.

However, this word is completely different from what you know.

The word he knew before was simply "fire", which means literal.

But now it's different.

He felt a burning flame in front of him, with a terrifying temperature scorching, and he would be burned to ashes soon.

what to do?

Waiting online, it's quite urgent.

Qiandaoliu was sweating profusely for a moment.

However, at this moment, Lin Yan shouted softly.

"Great worship, great worship. Is this word okay?"

Qian Daoliu woke up, subconsciously turned his eyes and did not dare to look at the words again.

It's really terrifying.

"Okay, so good. Very good,"

Qiandaoliu praised him hard, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't find a suitable vocabulary description.

Of course, it’s not that he can’t lick it. He really can’t lick it, and I don’t know how to praise the mystery.

Because, as he imagined, the word "Lin Yan" includes the secret of the law of fire, and he doesn't understand it at all.

This question is beyond the scope!

"Haha, the great worshiper is very interested in calligraphy."

Lin Yan smiled, I like your stunned look and never seen the world.

Interested! I was so interested... Qian Daoliu exclaimed in his heart, and with just a few strokes, he perfectly interpreted the law of fire. If he could fully master this writing method, wouldn’t it be like mastering the law of fire?

It is not a divine body, it controls the power of the gods.

It's exciting to think about it.

"Actually, it's not difficult to practice calligraphy well." Lin Yan smiled.
To be continued...