The old man is the sixty-third dean of Shuiyang Academy, known as Wang Lao, and even the Five Elements City Lord is his student, how many years, no one dares to speak to him like this.

"The child is presumptuous, so the old man will teach you a lesson today. Elder Wang's eyes lit up, and suddenly, a coercion like a substance rushed towards Jiang Dongyu.

With a click, Jiang Dongyu's legs bent slightly, and he was about to kneel, and a touch of shame and anger appeared on Jiang Dongyu's face.

It's too much of a deception!

"Bullying the small with the big, you are still the head of the hospital!" Su Qingrou didn't feel the pressure, but seeing Jiang Dongyu's pale appearance, she could guess that it was related to the old man in front of her.

"Little doll, it's none of your business. Boss Wang waved his hand and triggered the robe, but he didn't see any big movements, but Su Qingrou fainted as if he had been caught in the incense.

Jiang Dongyu's legs clicked, but they never landed, how could he stay and be forced to kneel like this.

"Oh?" Wang Lao sighed lightly, he had heard that this year's Wen Zhuangyuan was originally disabled and could not cultivate martial arts, and only recovered his limbs after being given the Bone Shaping Pill by His Majesty, although he was merciful, but it was not something that ordinary people could resist, he actually withstood his coercion? Could it be that in just a few months since the end of the national examination, Wen Zhuangyuan has already entered the martial arts?

Wang Lao was puzzled in his heart, and his shot was a little heavier, and the ground cultivation where Jiang Dongyu was was cracking cracked, like a spider web.

"Good boy, you really entered the Tao!" Wang Lao was shocked in his heart, in just a few months, he had already transformed into a mortal, was he really a genius?

"Woo. Jiang Dongyu squirmed in his arms, and a small thing poked out of it, it was Xiaobai, he looked at Wang Lao suspiciously, and after a while, there was a hint of humanity in his eyes.

Jiang Dongyu's pressure decreased instantly, and he only felt that a warm current overflowed from his arms, helping him remove the coercion of Wang Lao.

"Xiaobai?" Jiang Dongyu clenched his fists, the pressure on his body was gone, and the anger in his heart finally broke out at this moment, even though he knew that Wang Lao was the head of the first courtyard, his cultivation was unfathomable, and he might be the overlord, but he still chose to fight back.

"Oh?" Wang Lao's figure was slightly sideways, dodging Jiang Dongyu's fist, and with a flying kick, Jiang Dongyu's figure flew out upside down.

"It's not that the shot is too heavy. Wang Lao looked at Jiang Dongyu who was leaning against the wall and motionless with some worry, if he really killed the current Wen Zhuangyuan for no reason, even if it was him, I am afraid that he would be in big trouble, which was not in line with his original intention.

"Boy, are you okay?" Wang Lao stepped forward quickly, pressed Jiang Dongyu's wrist, and his pulse stopped!

Wang Lao took two steps back, and a sense of remorse filled his heart.

"I've already taken my hand, how can this be, haven't you transformed into a fan, yes, yes, in just a few months, how can you be a fan, but how can you block my coercion without a fan. "Wang Lao's mind is disordered, he didn't expect that others would have to bear the charge in his old age, even if he would not be condemned with his status and status, but when this matter spreads, his reputation will be ruined!

At this time, Jiang Dongyu moved, for ordinary people, let alone the mortal, even the overlord can't fully control his body, but Jiang Dongyu can, he stopped his pulse, causing this phenomenon of suspended animation, this is his full blow, it has been planned for a long time, he didn't use his fists, and he didn't attack Wang Lao's vital point, not because he didn't want to, but the innate strong person has the body protection Tiangang, and Wang Lao is more likely to be a strong man in the overlord realm, in this case, let alone killing, even if he is seriously injured, it is impossible, even if Wang Lao is defenseless at this time.

This is a kick, with Jiang Dongyu's humiliation and anger, although Wang Lao is defenseless, but his spiritual sense is there, and at the moment when Jiang Dongyu burst out, he reacted, but the position of Jiang Dongyu's kick made him subconsciously defensive, it was between the two spans!

Jiang Dongyu's kick has no strength, his full force blow is not this kick, but the next slap, in the case of being attacked under the crotch, even if Jiang Dongyu's strength is weak, Wang Lao does not dare to be careless, this is a man's instinct, who dares to bet?

Wang Lao was slapped with a blow, extremely loud, with his identity, he had ever been slapped, even if he knew that Jiang Dongyu would fight back, he would never have thought that someone would hit him in the face, this is thinking, and this is also Jiang Dongyu's original intention, if he wants to hurt Wang Lao, he can't do it, but the humiliation he suffered has to be recovered, this slap has the strength of 3,800 catties, even if it is Wang Lao, his face is also hot.

"The old face is really thick-skinned, and even if my palm is a city wall, I will pat it out of the hole, but you don't hurt or itch. Jiang Dongyu shook his hand, his hand was very painful.

"You!" Wang Lao's face changed again and again, and finally held back the anger in his heart, and snorted coldly, "You still haven't shown up yet!"

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu was stunned, it was obvious that Wang Lao's words were not said to him.

"Haha, Wang Zhongyong, Wang Zhongyong, I didn't expect you to be late in the future. "The space fluctuated, like ripples of water, and a picture scroll appeared out of thin air, and a person walked out of the painting.

Jiang Dongyu's pupils shrank, and his heart had already turned into turbulent waves, such a method ...... Qiankun painter?

"Tang Wenshan, you remember this matter for me. Wang Lao snorted coldly and strode away, how could he have the face to continue to stay here.

After listening to Wang Lao's words, Jiang Dongyu finally knew who the person was, Tang Wenshan, of course he knew who this person was, after he remembered, before he put pen to paper, he knew the name, he was originally copying this person's picture scroll, the court painter of today's empire!

It's just that I didn't expect Tang Wenshan to be more than just a painter, using painting as a space and painting himself, such means to enter the Tao with painting! This is far from being reached by Jiang Dongyu now, in the dark, Jiang Dongyu has a feeling, although Tang Wenshan enters the Tao with painting, on the realm of painting, it is much more profound than Jiang Dongyu now, but he cannot be called a Qiankun painter, the mystery of the Qiankun painter Jiang Dongyu can not be revealed now, he does not know what the so-called Qiankun is, but he can be sure that today, if his father is not there, then he is the only Qiankun painter!

"It seems that I don't need to introduce myself, do you know me?" Tang Wenshan said with a smile, his appearance is very ordinary, but he has a unique temperament, obviously he is middle-aged, but he feels like a teenager, which is a sense of vitality, and Jiang Dongyu knows that Tang Wenshan has been famous for a hundred years, and in terms of age, he is older than Wang Laodu, but neither his appearance nor temperament is seriously inconsistent with his real age.

"In the empire, who doesn't know Tang Wenshan for those who study painting. Jiang Dongyu said with emotion, when he first heard the painting when he was young, Tang Wenshan was a peak, and it can also be said to be his idol, at that time he was three limbs wasted, and he had not heard of the painting of Qiankun, and he thought about working hard to become a court painter in the future, but he did not expect to see the first person in the empire so soon.

"If it weren't for your full score volume, Wang Zhongyong's junior would be able to get the title of civil and military champion this year, no wonder he embarrassed you. Tang Wenshan chuckled, which can be regarded as a puzzle, "I have read your test papers, which are very good, especially the morning reading picture, I can conclude that you have entered the Tao with painting, right?"

Jiang Dongyu nodded, he knew that this matter could be hidden from others, but he definitely couldn't hide it from Tang Wenshan.

"Sure enough, I sent someone to investigate your past, and you can enter the Tao with painting without the teacher's teaching, I can only say that you are really talented, to be honest, the reason why I can enter the Tao of painting is because I got the magic pen of Ma Liang, step by step to create the current me, and you can comprehend the Tao of painting by yourself, which I am not as good as you. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu secretly said ashamed, he realized that he was right, but he had the Qiankun Painting Dao to observe the rhyme, otherwise even he would not be able to enter the Painting Dao so quickly.

"Do you know the realm of painting?" Tang Wenshan asked, looking at Jiang Dongyu's eyes with undisguised appreciation.

"The students don't know. ”

Tang Wenshan nodded with satisfaction, very good. It's not that Jiang Dongyu doesn't know, but what Jiang Dongyu calls himself.

"The painting realm is divided into four layers, one ink, two meanings, three hearts, four Tao, most of the painters are just ink painters, painting with ink, painting its shape, it is difficult to express its meaning, and your original morning reading picture, there is its shape, there is its meaning, everyone has a feeling, Mr. Big later said to me about this on the spot tears, said that he saw his deceased husband, it can be seen that your realm should be in the third layer, can be called the heart painter, and as long as you break through the ink painter, it can be considered to be painting into the Tao, but whether it is a painter or a heart painter, even if you enter the Tao no matter how deep you enter the Tao can not be called a Taoist painter, do you understand what the criteria for Taoist painters are？”

"I hope the teacher informed. Jiang Dongyu saluted, he knew how rare this opportunity was.

"In the first volume of ancient books, only martial arts are authentic, regardless of painting the road, the music road is considered a small road, and in the second volume of the ancient books, there is no small road avenue, all are avenues, this is because no matter what the road, when it comes to the end, it will converge in the avenue, so the criterion for judging whether your painting is a great road is whether your painting can become a martial art. Tang Wenshan lightly drew two strokes in the air, a colorful finch appeared in the air, when Tang Wenshan clicked his eyes, the colored finch actually moved, flying wings, "To put it simply, it is whether your painting can hurt people." ”

Caifinch screamed and pounced towards Jiang Dongyu.

"Changhong Skylark!" Jiang Dongyu's whole body tightened, this is a very high-level fierce beast, it actually came to life in the painting, if it wasn't for Jiang Dongyu who saw the process of being painted, he would not have thought that this was painted at all, the breath of this Changhong Skylark is so real.

"There is no doubt that even a real rainbow lark in front of him will be torn apart by him. Tang Wenshan explained, and when the words fell, the long rainbow lark turned into a puddle of ink and fell to the ground, and soon dissolved.

Jiang Dongyu couldn't calm down for a long time, and the painting can still be used in this way, Tang Wenshan undoubtedly opened a new door for Jiang Dongyu.

"I will stay in Shuiyang Academy for a year, you don't have to care about Wang Zhongyong's words, although he humiliated you, but it was he who was really humiliated, even if it was me, I couldn't slap him, your slap was really bright and ruthless, the accompanying student was given by the emperor, no one can cancel it, I hope you enroll in Shuiyang, not for the academy, I just hope I can teach you painting for a year, are you willing?" Tang Wenshan asked, looking at Jiang Dongyu, there was a little expectation in his eyes.

Jiang Dongyu took a deep breath and knelt down, Tang Wenshan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, he knew the arrogance in the heart of the Wen Zhuangyuan in front of him, even if he met the emperor in the name of his little gentleman, he could not kneel, Wang Zhongyong forced him to kneel before, but he fought with his life when he knew that he was invincible, but now, he performed the most humble kind of apprenticeship so easily.

"Teacher. Jiang Dongyu looked up and smiled.

"Get up, after going out from here, there is a separate pavilion three thousand meters south, you can live there, if you let Wang Zhongyong arrange a place for you to live, I'm afraid I don't know what the place is, you come to Yuelin Xuan to find me early tomorrow morning." After Tang Wenshan finished speaking, he waved the Ma Liang magic pen in his hand, and a door was drawn by him, Tang Wenshan stepped in like this, and then the door closed and disappeared, leaving Jiang Dongyu, who was distracted, unable to calm down for a long time.