"You..." Upon hearing the scolding, Zhang Jiuxiao swayed and almost vomited blood.
He had just asked someone to grind the ink, and in the blink of an eye, it fell on him again... This slap in the face must have been too fast!
His face turned red from holding back, and the durian fruit fell to the ground. Zhang Jiuxiao was about to get angry when he heard the other party's voice continue to sound.
"What? You don't agree? I want to solve the seal. So many people present must also want to see... Such an important thing should be obligatory..."
His face turned black, and everything Zhang Jiuxiao wanted to say was held in his chest and he could no longer say it.
It seems... these words are exactly what he said to the other party just now...
Just now he was high-spirited and pointing the country, but now... he has changed his identity and his face is swollen.
"You will not survive if you do your own evil..."
He was full of depression, but he also knew that it was understandable that he had just said the same thing to the other person when he was quarreling with him. He was so angry that he was about to explode, so he came over and started grinding ink.
"Um!"
Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.
To be honest, he is not a person who holds grudges, because he avenges them on the spot.
The other party's hostility towards him was obvious as soon as they met. In this case, there is no need to be a good person...
What's more, this guy's family still wants to marry Luo Ruoxi...
At the beginning, Feng Xun just confessed that he was beaten into a pig's head and almost hung up. Although he didn't know where this guy family was, the temporary strength was not qualified to find trouble, but ... it didn't hinder, first collect some interest.
Seeing that the other party had finished grinding the ink, Zhang Xuan was about to smear his brush with it and break the artistic conception of the painting. His thoughts were able to enter when he suddenly felt something in his heart and raised his head to look at President Meng Chong who was not far away.
"President Meng, I wonder if you have any calligraphy and painting books that you carry with you? Both the six realms and the seven realms are required. The more the better. Find the most suitable spot and activate your spirituality so that neither can harm the other...
…I want to see if there are any similar books that I can learn from!”
"Books from the Sixth Realm and the Seventh Realm?"
Unexpectedly, at this juncture, the person in front of me wanted to read a book. President Meng shook his head: "I don't have much with me, but the Calligraphers and Painters Guild is not far from here. I can go over and get some!"
"Then it will be hard work..."
Zhang Xuan cupped his fists.
"You're welcome!" In response, President Meng Chong turned around and walked out of the room. After a short time, he came back again. With a flip of his wrist, a pile of books fell in front of him. There were tens of thousands of them densely packed.
He is the president of the calligraphers and painters guild. If he takes some books, no one will say anything.
Zhang Xuan came to the front, scanned it quickly, then pretended to take out a book, opened it casually, pretending to read it carefully, but in fact, his consciousness entered the library.
"The sixth and seventh levels of Tiandao calligraphy and painting..."
Smiling softly, he opened the newly formed sixth layer of books.
He has only learned the fifth level. Although he can make paintings with extraordinary spiritual intelligence thanks to the magic of Tiandao exercises, he has not actually learned the sixth level.
Half an hour later, the sixth level of integration was achieved.
After another half an hour, the seventh level was also fully understood.
Only then did Zhang Xuan let out a breath, put down the book in his hand, and his eyes lit up.
At this moment, his understanding of calligraphy and painting has reached the peak of seven stars, and is even comparable to that of a junior eight-star calligraphy and painting master.
"Master Zhang...can we start?"
Seeing the person in front of me, he picked up an inconspicuous book and sat there for an hour, his bronze mask full of anxiety.
"That's it!"
Nodding, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath and walked to the painting in two steps. His eyes of understanding squirmed and he looked over again.
If I couldn't understand the painting just now, I relied solely on the flaws provided by the library to understand it. Now I can see what's going on in detail. In many places, I can fully understand it without a teacher.
"I'm going to start..."
Without further ado, Zhang Xuan's brush touched lightly on the inkstone, he licked the brush, found the right position, and gently lowered the tip of the brush.
Hoo ho ho ho!
In the blink of an eye, a picture appeared in front of my eyes, floating quietly in the air without falling.
"What a brilliant Void Linshu!"
Seeing him painting, President Meng Chong on one side shrank his pupils.
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
It is also a book written by Void Sky. What Zhang Jiuxiao wrote just now is just scratching the surface, but the one in front of me contains beautiful artistic conception and has already reached an extremely profound state.
"Gaoming? How does it compare to you?" The pastor on one side looked over.
"To be honest...I'm far inferior to him. Every stroke of his handwriting has its own charm, giving people a sense of reality and illusion. It seems that it will become independent at any time and become a real thing...
I am already infinitely close to the eight realms of calligraphy and painting, but I am far behind..."
Meng Chong smiled bitterly.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he also knew that the other party exceeded him by too much.
No wonder you can see the problem with this painting at a glance. With this kind of calligraphy and painting ability, probably no one in the Qingyuan Empire can match it.
"this……"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuxiao's mouth twitched, feeling like he was going crazy.
When he first met him, he said proudly that he would give him some advice. Now he realizes that he is many times better than him at appraising treasures or calligraphy and painting...
It's really embarrassing to show off in front of experts...
Hoo ho ho!
While everyone was shocked, Zhang Xuan kept writing, and a portal-like pattern appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Portal?"
"Why draw the door?"
"You don't know this. From our point of view, this landscape picture is like reflected outside the window. Although it looks very close, in fact, there is a certain distance... If you want to get closer, there is only one
The solution is to open the door and come to me, otherwise, you will never be able to do it!"
…
After seeing what he drew clearly, everyone was shocked at first, and then suddenly realized.
The people present were all the top figures in Qingyuan City. Although I couldn't see how to solve the seal, this method was still understandable.
The landscape painting has reached the realm of reality and illusion. It looks very close, but is actually very far away. If you want to enlighten the other party's spiritual intelligence, you can only do it by coming in front of you. Naturally, you need a portal...
call!
After the portal was completed, Zhang Xuan put away his pen, raised his eyebrows, and pressed his palm down sharply.
Wow!
The ink suspended in the air immediately fell onto the scroll.
Boom!
With a roar, the mountains that were far away before suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if the door he painted had opened a passage, and everyone could get directly into the painting.
"Okay, I'm going to start..."
After doing this, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Master Wu: "Master Wu, please protect me!"
Although it is impossible for everyone to make a sneak attack, you still have to be careful.
"good!"
Master Wu came forward.
Zhang Xuan then sat cross-legged on the ground, and with a sudden movement of thought, he walked in along the newly drawn doorway.
Entering the gate, he immediately felt the thick moisture rushing towards his face. Zhang Xuan's thoughts moved forward quickly and he soon reached the mountainside.
The mountain peaks shrouded in white clouds were pitch black and nothing could be seen. Entering it was like entering the dark night. Zhang Xuan knew that this was because his spirituality was not ignited, so he did not stop, running the method of spiritual enlightenment, and tapped it with his finger.
call!
Rays of light shined up, and more than twenty flames lit up in succession, igniting the surrounding area. However, it was still a little short of fully activating spirituality.
Even so, the light illuminated all the darkness under the clouds and mist, and the entire mountain peak appeared completely before our eyes.
It is a dense forest that looks no different from other places. However, above the mountain, under the sunlight, a faint shadow slowly emerges, giving people a feeling of wanting to worship.
"this……"
After taking a look, Zhang Xuan's pupils shrank.
He has seen this phantom before.
Master Kong!
At this time, Master Kong was quiet and indifferent, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility, and also gave people a feeling that they would disappear at any time through time.
"This is... what old man Wubei saw!"
Clench your fists.
This painting was painted by the old man Wubei. The shadow of Master Kong is naturally fake, but... the shadow in front of you is full of charm and gives people a feeling of worship. It is definitely not something that can be imagined by imagination.
.
That is to say...
The old man Wubei had seen this scene with his own eyes, and his memory was so profound that he painted it.
"Master Wu said that this old man Wubei was very mediocre when he was young. After he turned one hundred and eighty years old, he suddenly had an epiphany. Not only did his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, but his calligraphy and painting were also like a divine gift...could it be because he saw Master Kong's
Phantom, caused by sudden awakening?"
Master Wu once told him that the experience of this old man Wubei could be called a miracle.
If I say I haven't had any great opportunities, I wouldn't believe it to my death.
Perhaps...it was precisely because I saw Master Kong's shadow that I suddenly had an epiphany and became an eight-star calligrapher and painter. Later, when my strength was achieved, I was grateful for my kindness and left what I felt in my heart on paper.
"However, Master Kong's matter was too involved. After finishing the painting, I knew that once the news was leaked, there would be countless troubles... Perhaps, the trouble had already come, so I used white clouds to cover it up, but in the end... I was still attacked
Poison Hand, as soon as he finished doing this, he disappeared..."
Zhang Xuan speculated.
After four times of divine recognition as a famous teacher, his thinking was clear and organized. Although there seemed to be many things that he had no clue about, he could still deduce some after thinking about them for a while.
Why did Master Kong's virtual image appear on this mountain range, and where did it appear... These are all questions, and if they are discovered by interested people, they will inevitably cause great turmoil.
As an eight-star calligrapher and painter, and a strong person in the out-of-body realm, it is impossible for Old Man Wubei not to know this.
It's a pity that I couldn't bear to give up on the work I created, and struggled with it for thirty years... In the end, I still couldn't escape my fate.
"Master Kong's appearance here means that just like Qiuwu Palace, there must be ruins here... Let's first see where the shadow appears!"
After thinking about this, Zhang Xuan hurriedly raised his head and looked towards the place where Master Kong's shadow appeared.
"There..."
After quickly finding the specific location, Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up and he flew away in a hurry.