Listening to the prompts of the system one after another, Zhong Yue's inner excitement can be imagined. There are very few paintings that have survived before the Tang Dynasty. Which one of the existing in the world is not a supreme treasure, even if it is imitated, it has become a masterpiece, and now, there are hundreds of thousands of them in front of him!

But now is definitely not a good time, Zhong Yue is not clear about the process of system recording, the speed of light seconds to collect that Zhong Yue can run, but just like burning, it takes time?

Zhong Yue could only sigh and turn around.

"Why does Childe look like this?"

Zhong Yue replied absentmindedly: "It's nothing. Seeing that the ancestor of the Zhang family was so obsessed with painting, he was very excited. ”

The two housekeepers looked at Zhong Yue strangely, "Childe, please." The two of us waited outside the secret room. ”

"Hmm. Zhong Yue took the scroll and slowly entered the small windowless house.

"Ah Si, what do you think?"

The bald second housekeeper narrowed his eyes and said, "It's really confusing......

"However, if you can make His Holiness vigilant and look at the Dharma Holy Seal, these visions are better to report to the head of the family. ”

"What, His Holiness is vigilant, when is it!"

"Just before in the martial arts arena, the Vajra Spiral Turtle Venerable smelled something strange at that time, I thought it was because the Venerable had been asleep for a long time and had a delusion, but now that I think about it, it may be because of the bell. ”

Zhang Si said solemnly: "I'm here to guard, you go and report to the head of the family." ”

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Zhong Yue sat on a table of eight immortals, and slowly spread out the scroll in his hand on the table. His mind was still wandering on the previous system prompt, so many Saint Qian Mo Treasures could already be included, if they were hidden in the Treasure Pavilion, such as the Buddha Gate Town Beast that was displayed on the martial arts arena before......

Zhong Yue felt excited when he thought about it!

But there's not the best time to do it.

He turned his attention back to the Seven Sacred Maps.

The so-called seven saints, there are many sayings, one says the Yellow Emperor, Fang Ming, Changyu, Zhang Ruo, Tan Peng, Kun Yan, and the funny seven people, and the other refers to Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, King Wen, King Wu, and Duke Zhou.

Zhong Yue looked at this picture carefully, and the seven people listed on the map were all holding carving knives and carving words on bamboo slips. In ancient times, there was no paper at that time, and precious silk and sheepskin were generally not used for official writing, but were carved on bamboo slips with knives.

The ancestor of the Zhang family, Zhang Seng Xuan, is the fourth ancestor of the painter and is good at sparse body. Gu, Lu and the previous Chinese portrait paintings were all completed through lines, and the perfection of lines was the only guarantee for the success of the picture, and this situation gradually changed by the time of Zhang Monk, and lines were an important factor in the completion of the picture, but did not play a decisive role. Painters are no longer satisfied with the "fine-grained" effect achieved by merely "continuous" and elaborate lines, but creatively adopt new methods.

Dot!

Drag!

Chop!

Whisk!

Peck!

Bang!

Jump!

This is......

Zhong Yue's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly froze.

Yongzi Eight Laws?

Zhong Yue looked at the payment on the side, and his heart was suddenly surprised.

……

I have a feeling of the female saint Wei Shuo's "Pen Array Diagram", and I have this picture by integrating the book into the painting.

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Zhong Yue stared intently at the painting, trying to eat everything in the painting. Yongzi Eight Methods, the calligraphy of the book Shengxi learned from Mrs. Wei, Zhang Seng Xuan, this holy ink treasure, actually got the understanding from the "Pen Array Diagram", created his own brushwork, and melted into the painting, Zhong Yue seemed to see the light close at hand.

Painters of all generations have the ambition to use books to paint, but there are very few who can become popular. Zhong Yue didn't expect that this painting with books can be traced back to the Southern Dynasty Liang, or Zhang Seng Miao as the originator of brushwork!

This time it's worth it!

Earn blood!

Zhong Yue meditated on the brushwork and lines in the "Seven Holy Pictures", such a treasure, it must not be seen in reality, if the Chinese painting is freehand, good gongbi paintings are almost rare, and such expressive masterpieces are not to be seen.

The brushwork has been lost, and the painting has also been lost for a long time......

It is not lost, but after the Song and Yuan dynasties, the profession of painter gradually became the exclusive domain of some literati, and literati painting occupied the entire painting world, which made the following millennium, the style of painting has changed significantly. Zhong Yue learned Zhang Sengqiu's painting skills and reproduced them in the world.

He couldn't imagine what kind of splendid situation it would bring to the Chinese art world!

After looking at it for nearly an hour, this Holy Ink Treasure had a huge spiritual consumption on Zhong Yue, and he was a little dizzy, he slowly rolled up the painting scroll, took a deep breath, and prepared to walk out of the secret room. He stared at the scroll in his hand and pondered for a moment, if the painting with a book is the ultimate goal of this copy, then Zhong Yue can indeed achieve the purpose of this trip by going back with this "Seven Holy Pictures", as long as he concentrates on studying, it will be a matter of time, but the greater temptation in front of him is in front of Zhong Yue - the inheritance in the Dragon Pool!

Zhang Jiaxiang, one of the four ancestors of the painter!

Zhong Yue narrowed his eyes and muttered in his mouth: "Look to the east, look to the east......"

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Outside, in addition to the camel and the bald manager, there was also a personable middle-aged man, who was so handsome and handsome. A moon-white dress embroidered with green bamboo, which looks very gentle.

"It's out. The three of them watched as the door was pushed open, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Thank you for the borrowing, it was very helpful. Zhong Yue handed the scroll into the hands of Steward Zhang, and said secretly, this thing ...... Sooner or later, the surname Zhong!

The chief housekeeper of the Zhang family put away the scroll and sighed: "I actually observed for an hour, what discomfort does Gongzi Zhong have?"

"Oh, it's a little dizzy, but it's okay, wait to bear it. ”

The middle-aged man standing on the side, with a good demeanor, smiled: "It's amazing." Yijie Buyi, who can actually stare at the Holy Mobao for an hour, is really a genius. ”

Only then did Zhong Yue realize that there was one more person, and asked, "Who is this ......?"

"Under the bamboo fence, the star city is too guarded. ”

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, "Star City is not a ......"

Zhu Liang smiled: "It's a good surname Zhang." However, how can Master Zhang alone manage hundreds of thousands of people in a big city? Naturally, someone has to be in charge. ”

"Oh, I've seen Taketamori. ”

"The master said that Zhong Gongzi has lived in the mountains for a long time and has never even had an identity and household registration, so he invited me to come over and register his son. ”

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, ghost believe. Take a throne and then let a city mayor come over?

Butler Zhang put the scroll back in its place and said, "The master has ordered, please treat Zhong Gongzi well, in order to avoid falling into the tongue, there will be no special banquet in the Qinglong Mansion to entertain the two." ”

Zhu Liang arched his hand and smiled: "Those two, farewell." Zhong Gongzi, please. ”

Zhong Yue frowned, was he afraid that he would run away? Insert a eye? This is also too worthy of him Zhong Buqi, actually let a city be too guarded, how can this dripping water be dragging and getting closer and closer on the way to the door to the son-in-law?