The middle-aged man in front of me is the painting Wu Qingqing who was once famous in the Eastern Continent.
Xu Zimo didn't know much about painting Qing Wu's life and death, but he knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was just an afterimage of Qing Qing's painting.
Speaking of Hua Wuqing, he can actually be regarded as an infatuated person.
Many people have trouble escaping one word of love in their lives.
Hua Qingqing had been in love with Feng Zu for a while, but Xu Zimo didn't know the specific circumstances.
He only knew that Fengzu and Emperor Wuchen had been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the two later became husband and wife.
At that time, Emperor Wuchen had not yet carried the destiny of heaven, and someone wanted to threaten Emperor Wuchen with Fengzu's life.
When being chased, Fengzu would rather jump off the cliff and fall to his death than drag down Emperor Wuchen.
But few people know that Fengzu did not fall to death after jumping off the cliff, but was saved by Hua Qingwu.
Because Feng Zu was seriously injured, Hua Qingqing took care of Feng Zu for a long time.
But during that time, the two actually fell in love for a long time and developed a good impression of each other.
However, Fengzu could never let go of Emperor Wuchen, and among the two of them, Fengzu also chose Emperor Wuchen.
In her words, her heart ached when Hua Qingqing left.
But when Emperor Wuchen left, Feng Zu felt that his whole heart had died.
This is probably the difference between liking and loving.
It was impossible for Feng Zu to be ambiguous with both of them at the same time, so she chose to leave Hua Qingqing. It is said that on the eve of their separation, Hua Qingqing specially painted a painting for Feng Zu.
He also promised that if someone came to him with the painting in the future, he would do his best to satisfy that person's condition.
But Fengzu never thought of asking Hua Wuqing for help. She accepted the painting, but only regarded it as a souvenir.
Later, even when she left and left the painting in her inheritance, she did not tell the people of the Xianling Sect about the origin and use of the painting.
Because in her heart, this painting is just a beautiful memory in her life.
She also didn't want future generations to bring up old matters again and take the painting to Hua Qingqing for help.
In later generations, there were many such remarks, saying that when Hua Qingqing and Emperor Wuchen were competing for the destiny of heaven, Hua Wuqing automatically gave up his destiny because of Feng Zu.
Of course, the authenticity of the rumors has yet to be proven.
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Hua Qingqing took the painting from Xu Zimo's hand and grinned a few times, as if the past scenes were recalled in his mind.
He only had calligraphy and painting as companions throughout his life, and never thought about marrying and having children.
However, he met Feng Zu during an accidental scene search and fell in love with him.
That was his first love and also his last.
"Do you want the World Pearl?" Hua Qingqing looked at Xu Zimo and said.
"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded.
Hua Qingqing was silent for a while, and then he waved his hands slightly in the air, and the air in front of him began to fluctuate.
He drew the magic pen in his hand across the air, the space tore apart, and a ball flew out from the crack.
This round bead is pure white in color, and the structure inside is very transparent. At a glance, it seems to contain everything in the world.
There are auspicious deer galloping, wild horses neighing, flowers blooming, and long rivers flowing.
Hua Qingqing took back Fengzu's painting, and then handed the World Pearl to Xu Zimo.
He chuckled and said, "I hope it will shine in your hands."
"Yes," Xu Zimo smiled and nodded.
After obtaining the World Bead, Xu Zimo was about to leave when he saw the space next to him suddenly fluctuate.
A young man in a white shirt came out.
"It seems that the second inheritor has also arrived," Hua Qingqing said with a smile.
The young man in the white shirt first looked around. When he saw Xu Zimo, his expression was startled. He obviously did not expect that someone had arrived earlier than him.
However, after seeing the painting Qingqing, the young man became excited and quickly stepped forward and knelt down: "Song Qianqiu, the seventeenth generation disciple of the Song family, pays homage to our ancestor."
"Okay, get up, I'm not into this," Hua Qingqing smiled and shook his head.
Xu Zimo glanced at the young man. He knew that Hua Qingqing's real name was not Hua, and he didn't know whether his surname was Song in his previous life.
However, when he looked at the young man's face, he felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere in his previous life.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. Xu Zimo looked at the familiar face of the young man and said, "Isn't this guy the future painting saint Hua Qianqiu?"
In the previous life, many people said that Hua Qianqiu changed his surname to Hua after receiving the inheritance of Hua Qingqiu.
Now it seems that the two of them should be from the same family.
"Is the Song family okay?" Hua Qingqing glanced at the young man and asked with some emotion.
In fact, for Hua Qingqing, the Song family is no longer that important.
After all, after such a long time, his parents and friends estimated that his lifespan had long come to an end, and now the Song family basically didn't know anyone except those who were related to him by blood.
But no matter what, it is still his family, and he naturally does not want it to decline.
"Ancestor, you left many inheritances and techniques in the family. Although no one in our Song family can surpass your achievements, we have also developed rapidly in recent years and have become one of the top families in Ziyang City."
Song Qianqiu quickly replied: "The reason why I was able to pass the previous three levels so quickly this time was because I accidentally turned over the items you left behind and got some information about the painting palace from them."
"Although you are a member of my tribe, if you want to inherit the magic pen, you still have to pass the fourth level," Hua Qingqing said: "This magic pen has been with me for so many years, and I must find a good home for him."
"I understand," Song Qianqiu replied sincerely.
"If you draw a painting with artistic conception, you will pass the fourth level," Hua Qingqing nodded and said.
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Song Qianqiu came to the long table and took out a writing brush from his Najie.
It can be seen that he has been prepared for it, or he also loves painting.
After laying out the white paper, Song Qianqiu moved very fast on the paper with his brush. What was even more frightening was that he had his eyes completely closed while he was drawing.
After a long time, when a painting was completed, Song Qianqiu's hands were turned into knives and he lightly chopped at the huge waves on both sides of the cobblestone path.
A little bit of sea water splashed onto the white paper, adding a bit of artistic conception to the otherwise ordinary painting.
The ink inside seems to be lighter, and with the flow of sea water, it looks more natural, without any of the cramped and deliberate appearance in the painting.
The scene in this painting is on the top of a mountain, with a pine and cypress growing alone on the edge of the cliff.
There are not many fancy techniques used to render it, but such an ordinary painting embodies the steepness of the cliff, the tallness of the pines and cypresses, and the tenacious spirit of life.
