Gongliang saw that the two old men were arguing over there in a serious manner, and they were about to commit embarrassment.

After a while, seeing that the two of them didn't seem to stop, they boldly stepped forward and persuaded: "Two seniors, can you listen to the kid." ”

The two stopped arguing and turned their heads to look.

The new old man said, "What's the matter, tell me about it?"

Say. The painting saint also said angrily.

"Since the two seniors want to take him as an apprentice, why don't they take him in together and teach him to practice calligraphy and painting together?"

"Hmph, how could the old man take in apprentices with this thief-eyed man. The painting saint said dissatisfied.

"Yes, isn't it a joke to take in apprentices with this old man?" the new old man shook his head.

"Who do you say is slamming the door?" said the painter angrily.

"If you don't pick the door, whoever picks the door, if you want to take something from you, you won't give it, and if you want to ask the old man's words, let the disciple come and get it. You yourself say that your skin is thick or not, and you always pick the door. The new old man looked at the painting saint with disdain.

The painting saint didn't expect him to poke out some private matters in front of the juniors, and said angrily: "You just picked the door, your whole family picked the door." After teaching so many disciples, I can't do any hand-me-down articles, so I'm embarrassed to say it here. ”

Gongliang saw that the two were going to quarrel again, so he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to the new old man: "Senior, can you take a step to speak." ”

"Nothing can be said here. The old man glared.

"The kid has something important to discuss. Gongliang motioned for him to come and talk.

The old man didn't know what he was doing, so it was okay to come and hear about it, so he walked to the side. Gongliang then followed, and after walking a distance, he released the mirage sent by the Wangyuan River God to block out the movement, and hide the sound, so that people could not detect what they were saying.

The new old man sensed it and glanced at him, "You little thing, you have some treasures." ”

"How dare you compare to your old man. ”

"Tell me quickly, the old man has lived for so long, and you don't need to come to the sycophancy. ”

Gongliang was choked speechless by him, and this old man was not cute at all.

However, he still said respectfully: "Senior, since you and that senior both like Ji Yuyong, why don't you recruit him with him." Although you don't want to be with him, think about it, in the future, if the calligraphy in Ji Yuyong's paintings overshadows the content of the paintings, so that people can only see the beauty of calligraphy and not know the essence of the paintings, wouldn't it be happy!"

"Hey, you little one, you have some ideas. ”

The old man's eyes lit up and he began to think about the possibility of this.

Gongliang saw that his heart was moving, and hit the railroad while it was hot: "Although the kid doesn't know calligraphy, Ji Yuyong can paint such an amazing work at his age now, and he will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future." His calligraphy is extraordinary, superb, analogous to gods, fairy words, if there is a famous teacher to guide, it will not be difficult to make a good text in the future. At that time, I don't think anyone will dare to say that you don't even have a disciple who can make a hand-me-down article!"

The new old man did not show joy when he heard his words, but angrily rebuked: "Do you think that the old man really does not have a disciple who can make a hand-me-down article? If the opportunity comes, the heirloom article is not as much as you want. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, the kid was misled. ”

Gongliang responded with his voice, but he was not without slander in his heart, as if the hand-me-down article was like drinking water and peeing, and he could have it if he wanted to.

"Still, you're not bad. If the calligraphy overshadows the painting itself, it is indeed a great pleasure. The old man decides to listen to your opinion. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the painting saint.

The mirage only has the function of concealing its body, shielding sound and breath, etc., and cannot prohibit entry and exit, so it is easy for the new old man to walk out.

Gongliang immediately put away the mirage and followed.

The new old man walked up to the painting saint and said in high spirits: "Bofu, the old man has agreed, let you teach this little guy calligraphy and painting with me." ”

The painting saint blew his beard and glared angrily, "I didn't agree, what do you agree to?"

Gongliang felt that he was going to be a bad dish, so he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Senior, can you take a step to speak." ”

"Hmph, it's okay for your little trick to deceive this ram, if you want to deceive the old man, it's better to save it!"

Gongliang raised his eyebrows, and wondered in his heart: Why does he seem to know what he said to the new old man?

Seeing his puzzled expression, the ram laughed and said, "Under my Qingyang Academy Heavenly Book, everything has nothing to hide, not to mention your little mirage." ”

Gongliang looked up at the book of heaven floating in the air, and suddenly realized. But when he thought that what he said to the ram was known to the painting saint, he was immediately embarrassed.

The ram didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not, stepped forward and grabbed Ji Yuyong's arm and said to the painting saint: "Whether you agree or not, I will accept this little guy." After speaking, he pulled Ji Yuyong into the sky.

"Stop, that's the disciple that the old man took a fancy to first. ”

Seeing that he had taken Ji Yuyong away, the painting saint hurriedly put away the real dragon landscape painting scroll on the long table and chased after him.

The new old man looked at the painting saint who was chasing him, and smiled proudly: "It's mine now, hahahaha..."

Ji Yuyong was taken out of a distance before he woke up from his dazed state, and when he saw the painting saint chasing after him with the scroll, he hurriedly said: "Senior, I want to give this painting to Gongliang." ”

"Don't you know what it means to be a heirloom?" reprimanded the painter.

"But... But the text on it was dictated by him!" Ji Yuyong replied weakly.

The ram shook his head again and again, "You old man, how to be a master like this." That kid is good, the advice to me is very good, it just so happened that I wrote a picture some time ago, and I gave it to him. ”

He took a scroll from his sleeve and threw it down.

The scroll flew in front of Gongliang, he reached out to catch it, opened it and saw that there was only one word "Dao" written on it.

This "Dao" is well written, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and there is a faint hint of Taoist rhyme.

Gongliang was looking at it, and suddenly heard the ram and the ruin say: "This word is not bad, think carefully before cultivating, and you should get something." ”

The painting saint didn't expect the ram to be here to take him into an army, looking at the real dragon landscape painting scroll in his hand, he couldn't help but hesitate. This is a work of hand-me-down, not an idle thing. Although it wasn't his thing, it made him feel distressed to give it away casually. Turning his head, he saw Ji Yuyong looking at him, his eyes flickering. It seems that if you want to accept this disciple, you have to pass this level first. It's just that, it's not his stuff anyway, he doesn't cherish it himself, why should he feel distressed.

The painter threw the real dragon landscape painting scroll down.

The scroll swayed in the wind and flew above the boulder, Gongliang stretched out his hand to catch it, and listened to the voice of the painting saint: "Little guy, this is a hand-me-down scroll, you can't use it at will, so as not to destroy this rare thing." ”

"The kid understands. "Justice should be.

He didn't expect to get two extraordinary paintings and calligraphy when he came out to play, he was really overjoyed.

I just calmed down and looked around, not dumbfounded. At noon, it was originally Ji Yuyong's treat, but he was taken away by the ram and the painting saint, so what should I do now?