There seemed to be thousands of things on his mind.
Anyway, Gu Xiaoye couldn't understand it, but he still smiled slightly and said, "Don't put too much pressure on me."
"There is a fog deep in the valley, and old friends are nowhere to be seen."
Suddenly there was such a voice from the empty deep valley ahead.
As soon as this voice sounded, the entire valley suddenly turned into fog, and no one could see anyone.
"Stand still and don't move. This is a test." Qin Tiandao.
Gu Xiaoye and the others were too scared to move, they were all frozen there.
At this time, none of the four people could see each other, and the surroundings were filled with pieces of smoke.
"My loyal heart has not left the green mountains to see, and I am sincere and waiting for a close friend." Qin Tian spoke slowly.
As Qin Tian's voice slowly turned out, the surrounding fog suddenly disappeared.
Looking again, there was a pavilion not far away. In the pavilion, a young man was holding a pot of wine and a flute, and looked at Qin Tian with a smile.
Qin Tian was so impressed that he turned around and said to Gu Xiaoye behind him: "You all wait here, I'll go take a look."
"Heart." Gu Xiaoye could only go so far.
Qin Tian strode towards the pavilion, with deep gleams flashing in his eyes.
At the same time, he saw a profound luster flashing in the other person's eyes.
The two men were inexplicably attracted to each other's eyes.
"You are called a confidant. You can drink from a pot of Spring and Autumn and taste three cents of the world." The young man spoke slowly, raised the jug in his hand, and gave Qin Tian a glass of wine.
"I don't dare claim to be a close friend, so why not enjoy a night of wind and snow and wait for the beautiful woman in my life." Qin Tian took the wine with a smile.
He drank it all in one go and praised it as a good wine.
Seeing Qin Tian so happy, the young man was also very excited.
Meeting a close friend is not as good as the sound of a flute.
At this time, the sound of the flute in the young man's hand rose slightly, sometimes like a bird flying in the sky, sometimes like the waves in the sea.
Qin Tian was fascinated by what he heard.
From the sound of the flute, he seemed to see a young man sitting on a boat, watching the endless sunset, drinking alone.
"A boat sails towards the setting sun, playing a flute of infinite sadness." Qin Tian said slowly.
There was a sparkle in the young man's eyes. After hearing Qin Tian's poem, he thought Qin Tian understood him.
After the sound of the flute stopped, the young man looked towards Qin Tian.
"You are really my soulmate, you can hear the meaning of the flute." The young man's eyes were full of excitement.
"Haha, it's nothing." Qin Tian smiled slightly.
"Come with me, we are going to officially conduct the test." The young man said.
"What do you call it?" Qin Tian asked.
"Liu Candi." Liu Candi said softly.
"It's a very poetic name," Qin Tiandao said.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment." Liu Candi said.
Under the leadership of Liu Candi, Qin Tian found that he had entered a narrow space.
There is some darkness in this space, giving people a groggy feeling.
As soon as he entered, the young man made an invitation gesture to Qin Tian.
Such a gesture made him panic, and he immediately asked: "What is this for?"
"It's time to start. You are about to take the last test. I hope you can succeed." Liu Candi said.
After that, the flute will be straight.
And he also closed the only door through which he could see light.
Liu Candi left, disappearing like smoke blown by a breeze.
Qin Tian knew that what was supposed to come would eventually come, and he could not escape.
"Isn't it just a painting? You can still kill me." Qin Tian laughed to himself.
He wandered back and forth in this space, not knowing what kind of test he would face next.
But it turns out to be a painting, so it must have something to do with painting.
It's just that after he came here, he still hasn't seen where the painting is.
"Is there no painting here? What's the test?" Qin Tian's heart was full of doubts.
Just as he was wondering, a hole suddenly opened in the space above his head, and a huge picture scroll fell down.
Qin Tian was a little stunned. He had never expected to receive such a picture in such a way.
The scroll was very beautifully made. At least Qin Tian liked it very much. He had already fallen in love with the scroll before he even opened the painting.
"Don't open the painting yet, I'm afraid it will shock me." Qin Tiandao.
Just one scroll was so beautiful. The painting must be earth-shattering. Qin Tian suddenly felt frightened. He had no idea why he felt like this.
All in all, after he came here, he felt that everything here was a little strange.
Time moved forward. In such an empty space, Qin Tian's heart beat faster. He slowly opened the scroll, and the moment he opened it, a beam of light suddenly shot towards him.
"Damn it, no, come again." Qin Tian cursed.
A beam of light flashed forward, and Qin Tian entered the painting circle directly.
After entering the painting circle, Qin Tian became a little confused.
He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, because they were all real people, and he suddenly walked into other people's lives.
In a huge town, only one person fell from the sky.
This person is none other than Qin Tian.
He happened to fall into the crowd and knocked down several people.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qin Tian stood up and quickly apologized.
"What the hell, let's go, brothers, we'll keep an eye on you later," said this brother.
Just after he left, he felt something was wrong. It seemed as if Qin Tian behind him came directly from the sky, so how could he walk well?
In the front, gongs and drums were beating, and a large group of people surrounded him.
Qin Tian likes to watch the excitement, so naturally he can't miss the excitement here and wants to see it.
I saw a large crowd of people, and I had no idea what was going on inside.
Qin Tian finally squeezed in, and then he discovered that there was an ancient table with a painting on it. The quality of the painting was so beautiful that Qin Tian took one look at it and remembered it in his heart forever.
He couldn't put it down looking at it.
So he walked gently to the table and looked at the painting.
"Who painted this painting?" Qin Tian asked.
A very old man walked over and said weakly: "It was painted by an old man."
"Very good, very good. It's just that I don't quite understand one thing?" Qin Tian looked at the old man doubtfully.
The old man frowned slightly.
"What don't you understand?" the old man asked.
"There is a slight mistake in your painting, I don't dare, I don't dare." Qin Tiandao.
Hearing this, the old man's eyes shone brightly.
"Oh, really? There is something wrong there." The old man looked at Qin Tian eagerly and touched the painting on the table.
But the people below were talking about it at this time.
"This is the old painting saint, who is this guy?"
"Yeah, I don't know how high the sky is."
"You dare to draw mistakes in the paintings of saints. Isn't this looking for shit?"
But Qin Tian turned a deaf ear to these words.
"I have a condition." Qin Tiandao.
"Please." The old man was anxious to know where the wrong drawing was.
"If I still have the truth, can you give me this painting so that I can cherish it for a while?" Qin Tiandao said.
After Qin Tian finished, a faint luster flashed in his eyes as he stared at the old man.
The old man hesitated slightly. After all, it was the painting he was most proud of in his life. But after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you are reasonable and know that your painting skills are better than mine, so what if I give them to you." The old man said.
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What he wanted to hear most was this sentence. Since the old man agreed, Qin Tian would naturally not be merciful.
Although his attainments in painting are far inferior to the old man in front of him, he has seen a lot, and all the masters he has seen must take action to prove his strength.
It's not necessarily a good painter who knows how to read paintings. Qin Tian is not a painter, he is just a bystander.
From the perspective of a bystander, you may be able to see many things that others cannot.
Standing silently, Qin Tian stood in front of the table and pointed to a place in the painting.
"Excuse me, Master, is this tree in the painting a pomegranate tree?" Qin Tian asked.
"That's right." The painter said with a confused look on his face.
"In your painting, there is a cold wind blowing, light snow falling, and the sunset is setting, right?" Qin Tiandao.
"It's true." The painter said.
"But why are the pomegranate trees in your painting yellow? It's snowfall, so the trees should be white, the cold wind is blowing, and the sun is setting, so there should be a slight frost." Qin Tian finished in one breath.
After finishing, Qin Tian looked at the old painter again and saw that he was silent.
After a long time, the old painter slowly raised his head and said: "That's all, you can take this painting away."
In one sentence, everyone was shocked.
The old painter, known as the Painting Sage, was not only facing Qin Tian's accusation, but also had to let the other party take the painting.
For other people, they simply don’t understand this.
Qin Tian was naturally very happy. Being able to get this painting was the best thing for him.
Watching, watching, with high concentration, a beam of light suddenly came from the void and passed directly to the painting. Qin Tian's whole person was directly absorbed, and along with the painting, it came directly from this space.
disappeared into it.
"Hey, where are the people?"
The crowd was shocked.
But the painting saint smiled calmly.
"I came here from different foreign spaces, and came here for a special reason. It's because of the reincarnation of cause and effect. Guys, I guess there will be a time when we can see each other again," the old painter said.
Qin Tian felt that his whole body was drained. In such a test, he was played around and played with by the rules. This made him very angry, but there was nothing he could do about it, because these were the rules.
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That’s how the rules came about, what can he do?
This same space was thrown down directly from a huge beam of light.
The huge scroll was still scattered on the ground, and the scroll he took from the painting saint was held tightly in his arms.
If you look closely, you will see that there is a missing part of the giant painting.
Look at the one in my arms again, it’s just enough.
This surprised Qin Tian, it turns out that this is what happened.
Qin Tian easily placed the painting of the painting saint on the giant scroll, and immediately the luster came out, and then the scroll came to life. The people on it seemed to be moving around, and the birds in the sky seemed to be there at this time.
fly.
But this giant painting was taken away by the beam of light cast from the void.
Qin Tian felt that he had suddenly lost something very important, and he did not react for a long time.
He didn't even notice that the door was open.
Seeing Qin Tian standing there blankly, not moving for a long time, Gu Xiaoye could only step forward and call out a few times.
Only then did Qin Tian wake up from that dream.
"Oh, I understand." Qin Tian said subconsciously.
Then he walked out dejected.
Seeing Qin Tian like this, Gu Xiaoye could naturally tell that he was unhappy.