Su Ling never expected that Lao Yu's body could exude such pure energy, Su Ling could feel that this energy was somewhat similar to divine consciousness, but it was very different, because Su Ling felt that this was a spiritual power that had not undergone any cultivation, and it could hook the spiritual power of heaven and earth. ∈♀，

"I didn't expect this obscene teacher to touch the threshold of entering the Tao with painting, if he can break through the last spiritual shackles and completely connect with heaven and earth, then he is very likely to become a monk directly, but I don't know what level of cultivation will reach."

This is the way to enter the Tao by painting, which does not require a long period of hard cultivation, but needs to be extremely immersed in the way of painting.

It's just that there are very few people in the world who can do this, which requires Cheng Dù to be extremely obsessed with painting, but Lingzhi can not be confused to achieve it, there have not been a few in the entire history of mankind, but each of them is extremely famous, among which there is a famous person Zhang Seng Xuan, who may not know the name, but when it comes to the finishing touch, it is estimated that there is no one who does not know.

Although it seems to be just an idiom story now, it is a real example of zài, which can only be done after painting the Tao.

Therefore, this method is only a legend in the cultivation world, and almost no one has ever seen anyone who can enter the Tao with painting.

At this time, Lao Yu has a general temperament, and the obscene temperament disappears without a trace, followed by a sense of detachment that ignores the world, which can be described in one word, that is, out of the dust, although this word is a little awkward to use on men, but Lao Yu at this time is indeed this temperament.

Otherworldly, the whole person has sunk into the way of painting, as if he was born to paint, painting is him, he is painting.

"Shhh Is this still the lewd uncle? ”

Yi Bai also saw the changes in Lao Yu clearly, and her eyes were full of disbelief, but the facts were in front of her, but she couldn't help but not believe it, and even when she spoke, she just chattered in her mouth, and she didn't dare to make too many noises at all, for fear of destroying Lao Yu's magical state.

Lao Yu's originally closed eyes slowly opened, and there was no sense of color in the depths of his pupils, only a strong sense of reason, which made people see that he was still Lao Yu himself.

Lao Yu quickly reached out and grabbed the paint next to him, and grabbed the big bowl with ink, although his eyes didn't look at it, but in his heart, he was already very sure that there was ink there.

Lao Yu walked straight to the wall on the other side of the church, although the wall was already a little yellow, but because of the high quality of the material, there was no limit to the throwing of the order, for some joint painters, it was a good place to paint.

Lao Yu is very free and easy to paint, you can paint anywhere, and in my early years, I also learned to do street graffiti for a while, and it was definitely a piece of cake for painting on the wall.

"He—does he want to paint on the wall?"

Yi Bai was the first to say the puzzle in his heart, but before anyone else answered, Lao Yu's actions told her, yes!

Lao Yu put the ink bowl on the ground, and put his hands into it without hesitation, not afraid of being blackened by the ink, and any action of washing his hands in the ink looked familiar, obviously there had been so many such actions before.

Lao Yu's eyes stared at the wall tightly, the light in his eyes became more dazzling, his hands were like two flexible brushes, smearing on the wall wantonly, the movements were so smooth, it was not at all a random work, but seeing the unbelievably fast speed, how many people would think that this was the result of a long-planned plan.

The people behind him have been taken aback by Lao Yu's unique skills, not only his strange behavior before, but also impressed by Lao Yu's strong painting skills, except for Ling Er, who is in the fun, they are all people who know how to paint, and they can naturally see that Lao Yu's skills are profound, far beyond their reach.

Even Su Ling had to sigh that he was completely inferior to the middle-aged uncle in front of him in painting.

If you want to talk about the skills of painting, the details that need to be paid attention to Su Ling have learned from Lao Dan, and it can even be said that she is even more powerful than Lao Yu, but painting is not just about skills, artistic conception is the soul of a painting, a work without a soul, and even less valuable than the products produced by the industrial assembly line.

And the realm in Lao Yu's painting has surpassed everyone too much, and it can even be said that he has spirituality, and this alone is enough to impress everyone.

A few minutes later, Lao Yu finished painting, and when the last stroke was completed, Lao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes returned to their original looks, and even the obscene temperament followed.

After a high-intensity mental concentration, after the painting was complete, Lao Yu was directly out of strength, squatting on the ground, panting slightly, although he had no strength to act anymore at this time, but he couldn't stop Lao Yu from appreciating his works.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

As soon as everyone saw Lao Yu suddenly fall to the ground, they all hurriedly ran over, and saw that the painting skills were much higher than themselves and others, and everyone admired Lao Yu for the five-body throw, which also corresponds to that sentence, the master is the teacher.

"I'm fine, I'm just too serious, I'm just a little out of strength, just take a break."

Lao Yu is not worried about his state at all, and he is obviously used to it.

Every time he paints seriously, Lao Yu can enter that state of mystery and mystery, and every time he is squeezing every trace of strength in his body to paint, so he finally leads to lose his strength, but this is nothing at all for people who regard painting as life, if his body allows, Lao Yu wants to paint all the time.

When everyone heard this, they were relieved, and then they had the heart to seriously appreciate Lao Yu's works.

The style of painting is extremely special, extremely simple ink freehand, the painting is an old monk, only a small half of the body is drawn, it seems to be the shadow part of the figure, the body will also be brought by the ink, but the clever use of the depth of the ink xiàn out a little outline, although there are no more details, but more ethereal sense of the figure.

The facial features are also simply drawn, and if you take them apart, they look like children's graffiti, and the two eyes are like two small crescents, and you can't see any look at all.

But it is also such a simple picture, it actually reveals a sense of Zen, as if this old monk is sitting in front of you, and you can also feel the breath of enlightenment from him, it feels like he is alive in front of you.

"This skill, I can't compare, with such talent, it is a good seedling of cultivation, but I don't know when I will be able to enter the Tao with painting."

Su Ling admitted very frankly that Lao Yu was better than himself, after all, painting the Tao was not his own way, Su Ling just took it as a hobby to play, but he didn't see that others were better than him.

"Teacher, you are so good, your painting skills are so high, why are you hiding in Furi to be a little art teacher, it is really a pearl in the dust, but it just happens to be cheaper for us."

Yi Bai is a woman who dares to be a daring woman, she has no provocation just now, at this time she completely regards Lao Yu as her teacher, because he has this himself.

"Actually, so am I...... Forget it, you guys hurry up and start drawing, I'll get a good rating later. ”

Lao Yu originally wanted to say the fact that he was fooled, but thinking that he had just been respected by the students, this feeling was really good, so Lao Yu naturally chose to change the topic.

"Okay, let me show my hands too."

Lao Yu's strong painting skills have aroused Yi Bai's competitive spirit, although he knows that he is definitely not as good as Lao Yu, but it is still possible to be a little stronger than other classmates, so at this time Yi Bai has been full of fighting spirit.