Jiang Yi was puzzled. If he was painting according to the memories in his mind, why did the painting this time have no Taoist rhyme? Feng Luan next to him was stunned for a moment, then he realized: "Master, I remember when you were painting.
With eyes closed."
"Closing your eyes? Oh, by the way, I originally entered a state of unity between heaven and man."
Jiang Yi slapped his head and threw the painting aside. Qingyu quickly replaced it with another piece of rice paper. Jiang Yi entered a state of unity between heaven and man. This time he painted slower, concentrating on recalling Lei Shan and the Taoist rhyme within Lei Shan.
, paint with care.
His painting this time was better than last time. At least he could barely recognize that it was a landscape painting, with endless sea areas, long islands, rolling thunder ridges, ten thunder mountains, and a streak of thunder and lightning in the sky.
Chopping down, there are still thunder and fire surrounding the Thunder Mountain...
Of course, Jiang Yi's painting skills are still not flattering. Painting mountains is not mountains, painting water is not water, painting thunder and lightning like chicken paw prints...
"Sister, how are you?"
When Jiang Yi finished the last stroke, Qingyu asked nervously and softly. Feng Luan frowned, his eyes full of confusion, and shook his head and said: "It's useless. There is no Taoist rhyme in this painting, and it cannot arouse people's imagination and touch the soul."
, this is not a heavenly painting.”
Jiang Yi opened his eyes with disappointment. Originally, he thought he had a skill that could make a lot of money. Now it seems that the original painting was just an accident. Now he painted it deliberately, but he couldn't draw the essence and imprint the Taoist rhyme.
It's on top.
They are still short of 200-300 million sky stones. If they go out to hunt bandits, they can easily wipe them out with the help of the small bandits of Thunder Fire. But what if they encounter a large bandit army? What if they go out to fight, what if someone escapes?
There happens to be a strong person nearby? That won't be exposed immediately. Lu Lin will definitely make a secret plan by then, and they will be in danger.
"Draw again"
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. He didn't care, and was completely absorbed in painting. He didn't care whether the final painting was painted in heaven. After finishing a painting, he pulled out a piece of white paper and continued to paint without stopping.
It took two hours and dozens of paintings before I stopped.
He opened his eyes and looked at Feng Luan, but what he saw was still a pair of gloomy eyes. He threw the pen away and said angrily: "I won't draw anymore."
Feng Luan signaled Qing Yu to tidy up and made a cup of tea for Jiang Yi: "Master, don't be discouraged. Since you can make a sky painting, you will definitely have the opportunity to paint a sky painting again. How about this... From today on, I will
I will teach the young master how to paint for half a day every day, and the rest of the time, the young master will go to practice. How about we test it for a month first, and if it still doesn't work, then give up?"
"All right"
Jiang Yi thought that Dao pattern fusion had hit a bottleneck recently, and it was useless to practice forcefully. Why not change your thinking, practice Yuanli, understand witchcraft, and learn to paint every day, maybe you might suddenly have an epiphany?
It has only been five months. It is not necessarily safe to go out now. It is very likely that Lu Lin is still sending people to secretly investigate their whereabouts. Jiang Yi asked Qian Wagguan to continue to study the soul pattern fragments. After drinking a cup of tea, he stood up and said
: "Okay, Feng'er, you can teach me how to paint."
"good"
Feng Luan nodded in response. She did not stand up, but sat down and said: "Young Master, if you want to learn painting, you must first understand some basic knowledge. The first is the type of painting. We in Fengming Continent divide painting into ink painting, which is what Young Master just said
Drawings with ink pens, and pastel paintings, which need to be painted with gouache, will produce colorful and vivid colors. In addition, there are clay paintings, simple paintings, embroidery paintings, carving paintings, etc. Young Master... you don’t need to learn such complicated things.
, just concentrate on painting and speaking.”
"In addition, there are different types of painting, including landscape painting, figure painting, bird, fish, insect and animal painting, boundary painting, hazy painting, etc. Painters who are just starting out are advised to start with landscape painting, which is easier to learn."
"The third one is painting skills. Painting skills include splash ink, fine brushwork, sketching, freehand brushwork, chai method, line drawing, boneless, finger painting, etc. Young Master will watch me paint later and I will explain it to you in detail. I can bring you the basics.
You are a beginner, but the master brings you in. The practice depends on the individual. The level of your painting skills depends on your understanding and hard training..."
Feng Luan was barely considered a master in the world of calligraphy and painting. She came up with a lot of things, which made Jiang Yi feel dizzy. Fortunately, Feng Luan was a good master. She just briefly explained some basic knowledge and then got up to paint.
Teaching while painting, explaining the profound things in simple terms, makes it much easier for Jiang Yi to learn.
For a whole day, Jiang Yi didn't write anything. He just watched Feng Luan paint slowly and explain bit by bit. When it was dark outside, he finally understood some basic knowledge.
He tried to make a few paintings, and his skills gradually improved. Thunder Mountain was no longer crooked, the Thunder Ridge had a decent shape, and the thunder and lightning in the sky no longer looked like chicken paw prints.
"Young Master has a good understanding. If you persevere, you will become a great master in the world of calligraphy and painting. Becoming a painting emperor is just around the corner."
Feng Luan nodded slightly and praised, Jiang Yi laughed loudly, threw away his pen and stretched his waist and said: "Okay, that's it for today, I think we should go to practice or... continue to study our new moves?
"
"I won't come, I won't come."
Seeing Jiang Yi glance over, Qingyu's delicate body trembled and she quickly ran away. Feng Luan's expression also changed. She placed a hand on her plump buttocks, rolled her eyes and said: "Master, you are so bad, you
You'd better go practice, it still hurts..."
"Hahaha"
Jiang Yi laughed up to the sky and went into the room to practice. This time he did not integrate the Dao patterns. Instead, he practiced Yuanli and understood witchcraft at the same time to let his thinking transform. Otherwise, if he got into the corner of the horn, he would not be able to get out.
That's troublesome.
After practicing all night, Jiang Yi came out of seclusion the next afternoon and learned painting from Feng Luan again. He planned to spend a month to see if he could make celestial paintings again. Once he could draw a large number of celestial paintings, he would not have to
I went on an adventure to hunt bandits.
Unfortunately, after half a month, Jiang Yi's painting level improved a lot. Feng Luan said that he could reach the level of a painter. It was a rapid progress, but he never painted another sky painting.
Jiang Yi was a little disappointed, but Feng Luan and Qing Yu kept encouraging Jiang Yi. Feng Luan did not hesitate to Jiang Yi, promising that if Jiang Yi could make another heavenly painting, he would be able to satisfy him with any postures and moves he wanted.
Luan is not as unrestrained as Qingyu, and has always been very conservative. When she said this, Jiang Yi was as energetic as a chicken.
As time goes by, the outside world becomes calmer and calmer. Lu Lin seems to have forgotten about this matter. The bandits chasing Jiang Yi no longer pay attention. The Hong family and the Li family also seem to have given up. As for the other super families,
The young master ignored it completely.
a month later
Jiang Yi threw away the pen in his hand and said angrily: "If I don't paint anymore, what if I become the King of Painters? A painting can't sell for tens of thousands of sky stones, it's a waste of time."
Feng Luan was silent, and Qing Yu went to clean things up in silence. Over the past month, Jiang Yi's painting skills have improved rapidly, but there is still a gap between him and Feng Luan. This thing is not achieved overnight. The most important thing is - he has painted the least
There are tens of thousands of paintings, but not a single sky painting has been painted. It seems that the painting that was painted on that day was really just an accident by a skilled hand.