There is paper and pen in Qingzhu Garden.

Because Zhao Susu liked poetry and songs very much when he was a child, and he was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Zhao Baichuan would come here whenever he thought about his daughter.

Seeing things and thinking about people, sixteen years have passed, every grass and tree, every table and stool here are still exactly the same as before Zhao Susu left, there are maids cleaning every day, and the house is spotless.

"Thank you, grandpa, you can go and get busy, I'll paint in the yard, and I won't go far. ”

"It's okay, grandpa is not busy, grandpa also wants to see the paintings you painted. ”

Mu Feng didn't expect the old man to say this, but it just so happened that the painting he was going to paint next would have a better effect from beginning to end, and the only thing he was worried about was that the old man's understanding should not be so bad.

The entrance of life and death corresponds to the two major vital knots of the human body.

Abbreviated as the door of life and the door of death.

The door of life is the place where the innate essence of the human body is hidden, and the door of death is the place where the acquired turbidity of the human body gathers.

If you want to break through from the Spirit Sea Realm to the Martial King, you must clear these two levels, and these two acupuncture points are the key to life, which can not be broken through by forcible impact like when cultivating before, and you must understand the mystery of life and death.

If you don't realize and act without understanding, then the result is only a dead end.

The innate essence is the qi of life, and the ancients said that a person lives a breath, which refers to the innate essence.

However, if the innate essence of the Shengmen is leaked, it will not only cause the monk's strength to drop sharply, but also cause the monk's body to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the essence is exhausted, and he dies completely, and there is no medicine for the medicine.

If the door of death is forcibly opened, the acquired turbidity will corrode the whole body, and people will die quickly.

It is precisely because of this that Mu Feng can see Zhao Baichuan's physical condition at a glance, he obviously rushed to the birth gate first when he broke through, resulting in the leakage of essence, so he became so old, otherwise, with his cultivation, even if he is over 100 years old, he will not grow old like this, but fortunately, he has a strong family background, and there are a large number of elixirs and natural treasures for him to continue his life.

Mu Feng set up the drawing board, put the white paper, his eyes reminisced, and the corners of his mouth lifted a warm smile.

He seemed to see the scene when he was about to storm the threshold of life and death.

It was a sunny afternoon.

On the rock at the top of Jianmen Mountain, the master and apprentice are accompanied by the breeze and white clouds.

"Master, don't you want to tell me about the entrance of life and death? How can you paint? Your paintings are not beautiful at all, they are not as good as mine, tell me what you want to paint, and I will paint them for you, and you will be satisfied." ”

"Stinky boy, you dare to talk to the master like this, do you want to break through the realm of heaven and man?"

"Hehe, I'm talking about playing, master, don't be angry, apprentice promise to learn painting from you humbly, master. ”

"Learn how to draw a fart.,I haven't figured out the way of the sword for the sake of the teacher.,Still drawing.。 However, in view of the fact that you did not respect your teacher just now, as a punishment, this time I will only draw and not talk about it, and I will look at it yourself, and it depends on your understanding whether you can understand it or not. ”

"Master, you can't do this, I'm your apprentice, can't I be wrong?"

"This really doesn't work. ”

The master smiled, ignored the pleading and coquettishness of the apprentices, held the pen and dotted the ink, first drew a piece of yellow earth, and then a seed, the seed broke through the ground and sprouted, grew into a tree on the scorched yellow earth, and finally became a picture of vibrant grass and trees.

The apprentice did not speak, but was seriously looking, thinking, thinking, and feeling the artistic conception of the painting.

"Well, this painting is not bad, stinky boy is optimistic, and then the second painting is coming. ”

The master praised himself and started writing again, and the next moment, the grass and trees withered, and the originally thriving, vibrant plants and trees became lifeless, from life to death.

"Now, it's the last painting. ”

The master started to write again, the paint was stained, the dry and cracked earth turned into a grassland in the blink of an eye, the withered grass and trees came alive again, and grew more luxuriantly, from life to death, from death to life, life and death alternately, this is reincarnation.

"Grandson, grandson?"

"Ah, oh, I'm sorry grandpa, I was distracted just now. ”

Mu Feng came back to his senses, took a deep breath, picked up his pen, and drew with full concentration, he completely copied what the master had drawn at the beginning, and soon drew a picture of vibrant plants and trees.

Zhao Baichuan looked at this painting and exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad, such a painting is not inferior to a famous artist." ”

Mu Feng shook his head dissatisfied, "That's not right." ”

Zhao Baichuan asked suspiciously: "What's wrong? Isn't it a good painting?"

"No, it's too fake. ”

Mu Feng said to himself, then took the pen and dipped it in paint, modified the painting, and said to himself while moving: "Just having vitality is not in line with the way of nature, and there should be signs of death in life." ”

Mu Feng drew a huge sun in the upper right corner of the grass and tree drawing, and under his superb painting skills, people can clearly feel a burning sensation from the heart, which makes people can't help but think, the sun is so big, and the grass and trees are afraid that they will be sunburned to death............

"With such a strong sun, these plants and trees must be sunburned to death. ”

Mu Feng painted as he spoke, and the next moment, the grass and trees withered, the earth cracked, and he was lifeless.

"You ......"

Zhao Baichuan felt uncomfortable looking at this painting, and as soon as he opened his mouth to say two words, he interrupted Mu Feng's voice, "No, there is no life in this case, by the way, the sun will eventually disappear, although the grass and trees are withered, but his roots and seeds are still there, since there is death in life, then there should be life in death." ”

After Mu Feng finished speaking, he painted a dark cloud to cover the sun, the majestic rain fell, the earth became fertile, and everything began to recover, this lifeless painting instantly became vibrant, the trees were stronger, and the grass and trees were more lush.

"Life is great because of death, death exists because of life, and the cycle of life and death should be interdependent. ”

The sun reappeared in this vibrant picture, the blazing sun sprinkled down, the plants withered, and the earth cracked again. The next moment, the sky was full of dark clouds, and in the flash of thunder and lightning, a young bud broke through the ground, reborn in the silence, and stood strong in the withering of all things.

"yes, that's it. ”

Mu Feng stopped his pen and smiled, he had already felt the increasingly intense aura fluctuations behind him, and the flowers and trees around him were slowly withering, reborn in death.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Lin in the room rushed out for the first time, looking at the strange scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with your grandfather?"

Zhao Baichuan was standing next to Mu Feng, and Zhao Susu felt that this matter must be related to his child, so he asked him directly.

"Mother, the outer justice is having an epiphany, and he is about to break through. ”

Mu Feng looked at his mother with a smile, the reason why he did this was all for her.