To establish one's own mind, Ye Junsheng's daily skills have added one more content, and he has a little time to share. However, his allocation is reasonable and arranged in an orderly manner, and it has not caused much impact.

More than ten days later, the paintings in the pen gradually emerged and became more and more stylish.

In order to better draw, Ye Junsheng took time out of time to go out for a field trip to the wilderness - these are all necessary activities, reading thousands of books and walking thousands of miles. The same is true for painting, focusing more on life practice. After all, if you rely solely on imagination, and you can't even figure out the appearance of leaves and the outline of animals, how can you make a good painting?

In the past, nerds worked behind closed doors and basically copied them. Although they were so skillful, they were full of craftsmanship and lacked agility, and the things they drew were not valuable.

After two lifetimes, Ye Junsheng has a very good experience and naturally knows how to make up for his shortcomings.

Moreover, when he was in the wild, he could summon flying swords from time to time, use out-of-earth and water escape techniques, and practice practice on the spot, which would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

With cultivation, you are completely unusual scholars and scholars. The physical advantages are reflected in calligraphy and painting. You can always show some unusual postures and movements. If you use one pen to paint, then you will have three pens, or even five pens to dot ink between your fingers at the same time, and several lines are advanced together, which is enough to fully display all the techniques.

Ye Junsheng's personality is not the kind of person who is self-consistent and sticks to the rules and is brave enough to innovate - of course, this innovation is more for the current era, in the next life. Many things have been played apart by others, or have been realized by special stunts on the screen.

There are no special skills in this world. Don’t be afraid, there are Taoisms.

In fact, from a certain perspective, Taoism is often more amazing than the stunt. No matter how realistic the stunt is, it is always fake. Taoism is different. If you turn iron into gold and blow a breath, you can really make flowers bloom on the branches.

Such magical means are still far away for Ye Junsheng at present. However, some of the skills in the transformation stage can be used for a little bit and are more than enough to use them in calligraphy and painting.

For example, using the mysterious yellow stone seal of heaven and earth to stamp a calligraphy piece can make an originally ordinary character a magic tool, and the strokes will bring spirit and touch people's hearts.

Anyway, with a foundation of strength, countless variables can naturally evolve, which greatly saves time. It takes several hours or even several days for others to draw a painting, but Ye Junsheng can do it in half a cup of tea. It can also ensure that the pen is vigorous, not a graffiti work.

As a warlock, even if you can't show off in your daily life, you can use some unattended means to appropriately improve your efficiency, which is the best.

So, in the next few months, Ye Junsheng spent a lot of time studying the drawing techniques, and finally developed a very practical solution.

Time flies, autumn is deep.

Ye Junsheng came out of the city to paint maple leaves.

Walking to a place where no one was left, take off the flying sword, and use the out-of-earth escape to rush forward. Soon after, he rushed to the bottom of Guyun Peak, emerged, and walked leisurely with his books on his back. From the outside, he looked no different from a study abroad scholar.

There is a maple forest on the northern foot of Guyun Peak, with maple trees that are endless. In autumn, it will turn red, and it is a large area, which is very beautiful.

When the season comes, literati and poets often come to watch, hoping to inspire interest and make excellent works.

Ye Junsheng looked around and saw the signs of many literati. Especially in the pavilion built in the forest, there were many poets gathered in groups of three or three. They either cooked wine around the stove or stood and pointed and pointed. The poems and lyrics rolled out. They sang together, and from time to time, a burst of clapping and applause burst out.

Ye Junsheng was alone, but instead seemed a little lonely.

The surrounding environment was too noisy, so he did not stop all the way and entered the depths of the forest. It was not as vast as the original forest. Because it was a scenic spot, a winding stone path was paved. On the edge of the path, pavilions were built at every distance.

The pavilion is quite simple, with three pillars standing up and covered with thatch. Although it is a little simpler, it is not vague at all.

Deep in the maple forest, it is quieter.

Ye Junsheng chose an uninhabited pavilion, walked in, put down his books, took out the four treasures of the study one by one, and spread them on the stone table in the middle of the pavilion.

Just when I was thinking well, I began to draw maple leaves.

I looked around and looked carefully. It didn't take too long to understand the movements and stillness of the maple leaves and immediately poured ink.

But he saw him holding the pen in both hands, one long and one short, one big and one small, one left and one right, swinging and flying at the same time, the ink fell on the white paper like raindrops.

Only half a stick of incense is done, a picture of "The Maple Night Picture" is completed.

I am afraid no one will believe what he says.

Blow gently on the paper and the ink will be dry and you will start to examine it. Overall, there is a certain level, but there are still some unsatisfactory requirements for distance.

Ye Junsheng reached out and rubbed it, and then threw it directly on the ground.

Keep writing...

After several times, five paintings were drawn in a row, but they were all invalid because they did not meet the ideal standards. In fact, if these paintings were sold on the market, they might be sold for a hundred or ten cents. If it were the poor days that were too difficult before, Ye Junsheng would have sold them all.

But now there is no worries about life, and the requirements for the quality of works have increased. On the other hand, this is to develop an attitude and principle of "striving for excellence", which is a very important part of the reputation of operating a signboard.

Just like the Saint of Calligraphy, a piece of calligraphy can be sold at such a high price. If you write it all day long, and write more than a dozen or even dozens of pictures every day, will the wealth you can get when you sell it can be as rich as a country?

The problem is that the calculation formula is not calculated in this way. Moreover, when you succeed, your thinking state will naturally be different and your requirements will be different.

Only in this way can we reach a higher level.

After several paintings were not satisfactory, Ye Junsheng simply put his pen and ink in, put them back into his calligraphy, began to move to the place, and prepared to take a look elsewhere.

After he left, about half an hour, a group of scholars rushed into the forest. They all had neat and dignified robes, free and easy hair, and held the golden fan in their hands.

There are seven or eight scholars in this group. Two of them are obviously the core, and they are at the forefront. The others are like stars arching the moon.

One of the two, one of them, was Guo Nanming.

"Brother Xuehai, this mountain is called 'Guyun Peak'. According to legend, the mountain was a thousand feet high and soared into the clouds, so it was named. However, later, the sword immortal traveled here and slashed the flying sword, and cut off a section of the peak head in plain sight, and then it turned into this shape."

Guo Nanming took the initiative to introduce to the young people around him.

The young man was obviously not a local. The first time he heard such a legend, his eyes flashed with curiosity. "Bang", the golden fan was sprinkled in his hand, revealing a graceful landscape on the fan, and there was also an inscription: The mind was full of thoughts, and the mind was leisurely.

But it comes from the aphorism of Xu Hun, a native of the Tang Dynasty, which seems to be meaningful.

He smiled and said, "There are many legends in the land of China since ancient times. We scholars are just following the saint's wishes to "sacrifice the gods as if they are there." But in the vast world, where is there any sword immortal?"

Guo Nanming echoed: "Brother Xuehai said very well."

This young man, whose surname is Mei, is named "Xuehai". He comes from Yangzhou Academy in Jiangnan. He has a great background and is one of the three famous talents in Jiangnan.

Throughout history, Jiangnan Capital has been rich in literary style, with outstanding people and beautiful places. Many amazing people have emerged from generation to generation. It is definitely not like the north, which is not connected by the green and yellow.

As the saying goes, there are talented men everywhere in Jiangnan, who are colorful and competing for the romantic and full of quality.

In Jizhou, Ye Junsheng became famous with several famous works, and even won the title of "No. 1 Talent in the North". But in Jiangnan, such things cannot be imagined and cannot happen. It is because there are so many talents and equal strengths in the past few prefectures over there. Since ancient times, "there is no first in literature", and no one is convinced by others.

Not to mention anything else, even Guo Nanming is very dissatisfied with Ye Junsheng, just wanting to find a suitable opportunity to win the game back.

At present, the most suitable time is undoubtedly the "No. 1 Talented Man in the World" competition held at Yangzhou Academy next year. Because of the emperor's personal writing, he has evolved from a folk activity to an official activity. As long as he wins the title, he will be recognized as No. 1 Talent Man in the world.

By then, who dares not accept it? Do you dare to object?

Whoever is not convinced or opposes is to oppose the emperor's choice and seek death! But the crime of great rebellion can really behead him.

Before, Guo Nanming visited Jiangnan and met Mei Xuehai. He had similar personalities and appreciated each other's talents and became close friends.

Times have changed, but now Mei Xuehai is studying in the north and coming to Jizhou.

"If it weren't for the short time, I would have to go back to Yangzhou tomorrow. I really want to compete with Ye Junsheng." He rushed over and said that Ye Junsheng would be the meaning of a while.

As time goes by, Ye Junsheng's lyrics have slowly spread to Jiangnan, causing a lot of turmoil.

At the same time, it also aroused the fighting spirit of the talented men in the south, and wanted to compete for their strengths and weaknesses.

Guo Nanming smiled and said, "Why should Brother Xuehai be too rush? Ye Junsheng will also go to the talent competition at that time."

Mei Xuehai said: "If it weren't for this, I would definitely take time to find him, so that the north will not be in vain. Well, then meet again in Jiangnan, and distinguish between male and female. I just hope that he can not only write lyrics, but also have some standards in calligraphy and painting, otherwise it will be too boring."

He is also an extremely arrogant person, but he is more restrained than Guo Nanming's arrogance.

"Hey, someone is discarding a few waste paintings here."

When I came to the pavilion where Ye Junsheng was before, someone found the paper balls on the ground, opened them one by one, and watched.

Mei Xuehai took one, glanced at it, and said suddenly: "This level is as straight as a child's writing practice, and it is unbearable to see."

He raised his hand and threw the drawing paper on the ground.

Guo Nanming smiled and said, "Brother Xuehai is known as the 'big master of poetry and painting'. Of course, such paintings are unappreciable... Well, it's not too early, let's go out."

The group of people left from the stone road on the other side and chatted and laughed.
Chapter completed!