I’ve Been Cultivating Immortals For Thousands of Years

　　 This is the snuff bottle that the Empress Dowager Cixi regarded as a treasure.

　　 Every piece of Lin Xiao's paintings and calligraphy is more valuable than this snuff bottle. When I see Lin Xiao for the first time, I can't come empty-handed.

　　 After thinking about it, I still gave out a treasure.

　　 "Master Lin, these are the Four Treasures of the Study. They are genuine products in the Ming Dynasty. They are all small gadgets. Don't you know what you always look for?" Jin Yunchang said;

　　 "Master Lin, I'm rather shabby. I sent some specialty products."

　　 Cai Guosheng smiled awkwardly.

　　 Lin Xiao nodded: "Okay, all sit down! Later, you will also pick one, which is considered as a gift from me."

　　 Lin Xiao was happy.

　　 The younger generation gives gifts, and I always have to return the gifts.

　　 courtesy is still necessary.

　　 The four faces were ecstatic.

　　 Pick one of the many treasures. It is all priceless, not just money.

　　 Lin Xiao added: "Don't dislike it!"

"will not."

　　 "With a gift, we gladly accept it."

　　 Crazy complaints in the live broadcast room.

　　 "Nima, Grandpa Lin is awesome, choose one of the treasures, each one is worth more than tens of millions, my God..."

　　 "Grandpa Lin is really generous, ask for an address, I'm going to give a gift."

　　 "Grandpa Lin, I will give you gifts too. I don't want the others. I only have the emerald stone table. I will carry it home and use it as a table."

　　 "Grandpa Lin has lost a lot in this wave."

　　 "Cut, you still don't know the temper of Grandpa Lin. Grandpa Lin doesn't like those paintings and calligraphy. Haven't you heard what Grandpa Lin said? You were planning to discard it."

　　 The director was shocked.

　　 I was madly complaining: If I don’t want to give a gift tomorrow, I can change a pair of paintings and calligraphy, and what else can I do live broadcast.

　　 The director began to regret it.

　　 Nima knew I had prepared a gift.

At this moment.

　　 Teacher He and Huang Xiaochu came out carrying the wooden box.

　　 carefully placed on the ground.

　　 The eyes of the four were excited, and finally saw the ancient painting.

　　 Ma Weidu touched the wooden box, tenderly like his own child.

　　The wooden boxes for the ancient paintings are all made of golden nanmu.

　　 is covered with gold threads.

　　 opened the wooden box, paintings and calligraphy appeared in front of the four people, and they spread out carefully.

　　 can't wait to swallow it.

　　 Wang Lin personally recorded these paintings and calligraphy.

　　 Lin Xiao said: "You quickly pick one, and you will move out soon."

　　 Huang Xiaochu four people looked at each other.

　　 "Grandpa Lin, really let us choose?"

　　 "Grandpa Lin, this is too precious."

　　 Lin Xiao sternly; "Precious farts, each painted like a pig's head, don't you dislike it! Can't you like these gadgets?"

　　 Huang Xiaochu smiled bitterly;

　　 "How dare we dislike it, it's too late to be happy!"

　　 "Since Grandpa Lin said, we will pick one."

　　 "Don't make Grandpa Lin upset, this is a gift from Grandpa Lin, you can't stop it."

　　 Lin Xiao nodded: "That's right!"

　　 The four of them waited for Ma Weidu and the others to appreciate, and they also stood aside, longing for their knowledge.

　　 These are priceless treasures.

　　 "Tang Yin's painting, yes, yes, I will accept this painting first."

　　 "Ma Weidu, you really have a good eye. You started it so soon. We, don't choose anymore. Every piece is genuine. Choose one at random. Leave the rest to Mr. Wang and open a museum."

　　 "If we pick out all the precious scrolls, how can this museum be opened?"

　　 The four are all top connoisseurs, and they are naturally clear about the value of calligraphy and painting. Some are worth tens of millions, some are worth hundreds of millions, and some are even more than a billion.

　　 Jin Yunchang smiled: "This is a good idea, choose any one, you can't go back."

"Row."

　　 The four took one each.

　　 Huang Xiaochu four also chose one of their own.

　　 Take away all the rest to Mr. Wang and open a museum.

　　 In the rest of the time, the four began to appreciate these masterpieces.

　　 Huang Xiaochu said: "Lao Ma, how do you identify calligraphy?"

　　 Huang Xiaochu himself wants to raise his eyes.

gain knowledge.

　　 Ma Weidu smiled: "Experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement. For example, this Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is floating like clouds, beautiful like a dragon, and the stroke is done in one go. No one can imitate it."

　　 "When appreciating calligraphy, we must first look at his writing, the sharpness of the strokes, the strength, and whether he is mature or not. Some people copy Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, which seems nondescript."

　　 Huang Xiaochu listened for a long time.

　　 Hearing in the mist.

　　 This is like a woman taking off her clothes.

　　 Expert: This is art.

　　 layman: This is a woman without clothes.

　　 Lin Xiao dismissed it.

　　 Wang Xizhi once pointed out how to become a master calligrapher in their mouths.

　　 Lin Xiao stood up.

　　 "I am interested today, let me see how I write."

　　 Lin Xiao stretched.

　　 The eight people were shocked instantly.

　　Grandpa Lin writing?

　　 Could it be a calligrapher?

　　 It just so happened that Jin Yunchang sent the Four Treasures of the Study, and he is now learning and using it now.

　　 Lin Xiao was about to show his hand.

　　 Peng Peng asked: "Grandpa Lin, are you also a calligrapher?"

　　 "What calligrapher, even when you were young, you have learned some, so you can learn more."

　　Ma Weidu came immediately.

　　 "Master Lin, I will help you study ink."

　　 Lin Xiao nodded: "Okay."

　　 Jin Yunchang took the rice paper, spread it out immediately, and put it down gently.

　　 Lin Xiao said: "If you want to learn a good handwriting well, you must first write a pen. The essentials are to point to the fullness, the palm is weak, the wrist is flat, and the elbow is raised..."

　　 "It means strong, empty palms, flat hands, and elbows raised."

　　 "The second point, cantilever, arm must be raised."

　　 "If you control these two points, you can learn to write well."

　　 "The last is strokes, study fonts."

　　 Jin Yunchang nodded: "Elder Lin is indeed a specialist in the study. Writing and cantilevering are the basic skills. Only if you have enough basic skills can you write good characters."

　　 Zifeng said excitedly: "Grandpa Lin~www.readwn.com~What is a cantilever?"

　　 "Hang your arms in the air, be steady, not move, and maintain a posture."

　　 Lin Xiao held the brush, his arm hanging in the air.

not moving at all.

　　 Like a sculpture, it doesn't move.

　　 Jin Yunchang was shocked: This... does not move, the master's basic skills are so solid, every time I hold the pen, there is a slight change, but the old man Lin really does not move, like a needle in the sea.

　　 Cai Guosheng exclaimed: "Grandpa Lin's pen skills are so good."

　　 "Yes, with this skill, you can at least become a great calligrapher."

　　 Zifeng stretched out a hand in surprise.

　　 The arms are shaking up and down.

　　 can't stay still.

　　 Zifeng shook his head: "It's too difficult, it's impossible to stay still."

　　 "Just practice more."

　　 Lin Xiao retracted the brush, watching Ma Weidu still studying ink, and continued to explain.

"When you have mastered this basic skill, the next step is the posture. Lean your upper body slightly forward. Press the paper with your left hand and hang your right arm. This way you can learn the calligraphy, have a broad field of vision, and can move freely. Use it."

　　 "The second is to practice, study fonts, and how to form your own style."

　　 "Of course the most important point is that there must be rhyme, which is very important."

　　 Zifeng asked: "What is ‘Rhyme.’"

　　 "'Rhyme' is a kind of momentum, one's own spirit, three in one, the heart is like still water, and the natural state of Taoism. Only when you write something, you can have'rhyme'."

　　 Ma Weidu smiled and said, "Master Lin, it's done."

　　 Lin Xiao nodded.

　　 dipped the ink and glanced at the rice paper.

　　 With a stroke of the pen, it's natural.

　　 enter the state of selflessness.