My Master Knows It All

As the words fell, he jumped high, stretched out his palm, and heavily slapped down onto the word ’humble abode’ that he had previously written, causing the two characters to shatter instantly.

Cao Zhen, with a face full of smiles, looked at Wen Shuhua and said, ”Alright, since you believe that I can evaluate your calligraphy, then come with me. From now on, I’ll teach you.”

”Go with you?” Wen Shuhua was momentarily confused, then he shook his head again and said, ”Even though in the Dao of Calligraphy, you have the qualification to evaluate or even teach me, my expertise isn’t limited to just calligraphy; I also...”

Before Wen Shuhua finished speaking, Cao Zhen grabbed a tree branch, treated the ground before him as a canvas, used the branch as a brush, and casually drew a stroke.

Immediately, a painting appeared on the ground, depicting the house they were in, along with the three of them. Looking at the painting on the ground, he even felt as if he was looking into a mirror.

The next moment, radiance surged from behind him once again.

”Enlightened again?”

”And it’s Wen Shuhua again!”

”He just finished an enlightenment, how could he be enlightened again so soon? Is this enlightenment one after another?”

”What method did the Ancestral Elder use to cause him to be enlightened repeatedly?”

The people’s hearts were filled with baffled confusion.

On the mountain, Cao Zhen laughed and said, ”In this way, are you willing to be my disciple and come with me?”

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuhua didn’t hesitate and directly knelt on the ground, saying, ”Disciple Wen Shuhua, greets Master.”

”Very good, stand up.” Cao Zhen laughed and turned to look at the Wen Family’s Ancestral Elder, saying, ”You all said he was rebellious, isn’t this great?”

The Wen Family’s Ancestral Elder was at a loss for words because Wen Shuhua was so readily willing to become a disciple, having been convinced by Cao Zhen’s Painting Way and Dao of Calligraphy. Without being convinced, even if someone at the True Immortal Realm wanted to take him as a disciple, he wouldn’t agree.

”Alright, since you have already become my disciple, pack up and come with me.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuhua immediately stood up and said, ”Master, I have nothing to prepare; I can go with you anytime.”

”Nothing to prepare? You might not bring other things, but surely you should take some change of clothes?” Cao Zhen paused. If Wen Shuhua was already at the Earth Immortal Realm, Golden Core Stage, not needing a change of clothes would be normal. At that cultivation base, he could cast spells to keep his body clean at any time and could emit mana or immortal qi to repel dust, sweat, and so on...

But Wen Shuhua’s cultivation realm wasn’t much different from a mortal.

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuhua shook his head sincerely and said, ”Master, it’s unnecessary; those external things only waste my time. I need more time to cultivate my painting skills and my calligraphy.”

”So, the reason you’re so disheveled now is because you don’t want to waste time?” Cao Zhen sighed deeply, ”Now, as your master, I want to give you your first lesson. I haven’t seen your painting, but I have seen your calligraphy. Do you know what the biggest issue with your calligraphy is?

It is because you’ve experienced too little; you’ve only been in your family, and even confined to this one room. You can’t see the outside world; you don’t know the majesty of the mountains, haven’t seen the surge of the waves, cannot see the endless desert, nor can you see how others live.

So, your calligraphy has such a vast limitation.

Additionally, both calligraphy and painting come from life, and whether it’s changing clothes or dressing up, they’re all part of life. You’ve abandoned these parts, and your calligraphy and painting have strayed from life, thus lacking a soul.”

Since coming to this world, he had been puzzling over one thing: Why do the cultivators in this world live longer, but their accomplishments in calligraphy, painting, and musical rhythm are nowhere near those he used to connect with?

Later, he understood one point, that is, the cultivators in this world have become distant from life because of cultivation.

Whether it’s the Painting Way or Dao of Calligraphy or musical rhythm, they all come from life. As immortals, they’re missing too much of mortal life, so they can’t reach higher heights.

”Let’s go, I will first take you to slowly witness these magnificent rivers and mountains.”

Cao Zhen had already broken through to the True Immortal Realm, and his grandeur could expand once again, and he felt that this time, his grandeur would expand to encompass the entire Eastern Province.

Before painting Eastern Province, he needed to travel around Eastern Province, and it was just perfect to take Wen Shuhua along to see the sights.

To reach higher heights in Painting Way and Dao of Calligraphy, one must have sufficient experiences, and must see the magnificent rivers and mountains.

Only when the heart possesses something can it be painted or written out.

Cao Zhen did not linger in Western continent but instead took Wen Shuhua back to Eastern Province as fast as possible and started traveling around Eastern Province.

Wen Shuhua noticed that his master’s speed began to noticeably slow down, no longer traveling quickly as before, but started taking him to slowly travel around. Curious, he asked, ”Master, you said you would take me to travel the world, why did we travel so fast before, but now it’s so slow?”

”Because this is Eastern Province. Master comes from Eastern Province, even Master hasn’t seen all of Eastern Province, so Master is not only taking you to travel, but he is also traveling.

Once Master has seen all of Eastern Province, he will return to the Western continent, and not only to the Western continent; o the Southern continent, Northern continent, and even Central Continent, Master also wants to travel.”