Strands of divine thought appeared before everyone; Cao Zhen's gaze swept over the many divine thoughts, first settling on a few of the thinnest strands.
Then, he raised his hand and pointed at one strand among them, instantly, a brilliant light shone from the treasure on that strand of divine thought, and a phantom image of a pen emerged from it, with an intent of calligraphy surging forth.
"This is a divine thought of the Dao of Calligraphy."
"This divine thought is suitable for the Calligraphy Mountain."
Everyone immediately looked towards Immortal Pen Peak and Wonderful Pen Peak, etc., the calligraphy peaks.
