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Chapter 375: Chapter 371: Final Echo

Xiao Ziyu was undoubtedly a deep thinker, and as such, he understood how challenging it was to depict clouds in such a manner.

Thousands of clouds, each one unique and constructed with thoughtful details, conjuring up numerous new images as they combined and transformed. Though it was nothing more than a painting of a cloud sea, each gaze would evoke the surprise once felt at first sight.

It would take an unknown length of time to exhaust each possible combination, but it didn’t matter. He could simply bring the painting home, hang it up in his practice room, and admire it after daily training. What could be more delightful?

The newly risen first person of Xiling had made up his mind, no matter the meaning inscribed in the painting, he must acquire it. It would be more than just casting pearls before swine if this groundbreaking work were to fall into the hands of those ignorant nobles. It would be an insult to the master artist who created it.

With difficulty, Xiao Ziyu shifted his gaze from the endless red clouds, intending to find the title of the painting scroll so that he could have the attendant fetch it. But as soon as he looked up, he found himself unable to look away.

If one were to appraise visual artworks, perhaps there would be a handful of people in Xiling with sharper eyes than him. But in the realm of calligraphy, he was comparable to the likes of Xiao Zheng and Mi Hou. He believed that given another twenty years of practice, his works would be recognized by masters, though admittedly still not on par with the Huang Ting School, they would still be highly regarded.

Yet the calligraphy skill demonstrated in the painting before him was not only equivalent to, but also surpasses the Huang Ting School. It possessed a transcendent elegance that had him captivated. A mere six characters of ‘Gazing at the Peaks, Chanting for the Cloudy Sea1, encompassed the majestic essence of the endless cloud sea.

In the art of calligraphy, coordinating thin and thick strokes — the harmony of Yin and Yang, the balance of strength and flexibility — to show that a heavy character must have bone, a light character must have flesh. Only thus can one truly captivate the reader’s eyes, create a unique style, and win an exaggerated commendation. The calligraphy before him, although not as heavy as Huang Ting, contained an elevated elegance that immediately aroused youthful aspiration upon sight.

If Huang Ting’s characters embodied the majesty of the main path, then these words were like mournful predecessors, containing aloofness amidst the tranquillity.

it was no exaggeration to claim excellence in both calligraphy and painting. He was eager to read the poem which was

become one of those brainless fans, it would be a worthy sacrifice. Because this painting before him deserved all of that honor. If martial arts were used as a comparison, this would be a

brows slightly furrowed. “How fares Mount Dai? The beauty

he would not presume to know everything about the world’s major mountains, he had a good understanding of most of them, for something he had never heard of, they were likely remote and rarely visited places. Just thinking about

opening line had always been crucial in a poem. From ancient times, poets would lament that they could not grip readers with just two or three characters. In truth, there were many poems of ‘tiger heads and snake tails’, and few that began as rooster heads and ended as phoenix

less striking than directly addressing the Red Cloud peak being merely grand and not as remarkable as the two

incredible beauty, Yin and Yang mark dusk and

away Xiao Ziyu’ s initial disparaging views of Mount Dai. The words brought the mountain’s majestic beauty and towering grandeur to life on paper. With just one character, the poet breathed life into all things in nature, as if resenting the world’s most extraordinary and beautiful creations for being too generous to Mount Dai. The line about Yin and Yang cutting through dusk and dawn even made Xiao Ziyu wonder if there truly was such an unprecedented divine mountain that remained undiscovered in the world, and only became known when a wandering poet found it and wrote

and water in the south are Yin. But what monumental mountain could have so magnificent a peak that it would cleave the Yin and

moon and stars, no!

Xiao Ziyu. Just for this line, the poem could be ranked among the top tier. He could hardly wait to read the next line

deeply, layers of clouds are born, eyes widen at

the blue sky. With such divine and beautiful scenery in front of him,

look, just

towards a flame. Even if you had to tear open your eyes, you

in front of him? Even when it was already late, and the weary birds had returned to their nests, the poet was still gazing,