Chapter 115: Listening to the Song and Drinking Wine to the Poor Man (6)

"Yes, I hope that every day that will come will be good. ”

I couldn't see her face, but I could imagine that the woman's heart was now peaceful, so she put away her unruly demeanor, was silent for a while, and said solemnly, "I have a question in my heart,...... I don't know why my predecessors knew about my father's 'Heart Sutra' and my father's original holographic projection illusion technique, can I tell me?"

"This, this is not something that can be said in a few words, child,...... You'll find out later. ”

The woman looked at the hatred through the light veil in front of her, smiled slightly, lowered her head suddenly, pondered for a while, and said, "Child, I have something I want to give you as a meeting gift." ...... Hope you can accept it. He said softly, straightened his sitting posture, and said slowly: "Well, let's go back first." Raising his hand and waving his sleeves, the illusions of the moonlight, bamboo forests, and grass pavilions in front of him all disappeared, and the three of them sat back in the brightly lit hall, and Lan Ran stood quietly beside him.

The woman raised her hand and clicked the air in front of her, only to see that in front of her, a small window glowing with a faint blue fluorescence immediately appeared.

She reached out to the small window and took out two objects, which were a pair of scrolls and a pair of golden handbells on the coffee table. She picked up the golden handbell first, looked at the flame dress, and said softly: "Little girl, we meet for the first time, there is nothing to give, this golden handbell will be used as a meeting gift, please don't dislike it." As he spoke, he handed the golden handbell to Yan Nishang, his voice was clear, soft, and full of love.

The golden handbell was in her hand, golden and bright, making a crisp sound of "jingle bell", and the sound was very pleasant.

Yan Nishang's face turned red, her expression was timid, she looked at her hatred, and excused herself: "Senior, this is not good. ...... You see, I don't think it's good that we accept your gift without even knowing the name of our predecessor. ”

"Hehe, child, my name is Lan Lan, you can call me Aunt Lan. ...... This is not a valuable item, it is just a pair of musical handbells, it is a holy relic handed down from ancient times, anti-material nano material, quite divinistic, called the golden forbidden spell, worn on the back of the hand, can be sent out with the owner's will, deter the strong enemy who confronts you, and can protect yourself. ...... Child, take it, you're welcome. ”

Yan Nishang looked at Ji Ji Qiu, and saw that Ji Ji Qiu smiled and said nothing, so she stopped being cowardly, stood up, bowed to the woman, and said, "Oh, the junior is called Yan Ni Shang, thank you Aunt Lan." He took the Golden Forbidden Spell with both hands, sat back, and held the Golden Forbidden Spell in the palm of his hand, and liked it very much.

The woman smiled slightly, picked up the scroll, waved her hand, threw the scroll in the air, and said, "Open the scroll!" I saw that the scroll hovered in the air above everyone's heads, slowly opened, and it was a copy of Zhan Ziqian's "Spring Tour".

He raised his eyes to look at it, but saw that this copy of the scroll was made of silk, with green and green landscapes, proper layout of figures, depiction of the foot of the mountain with mud and gold, and filling of the trunk with ochre, with colorful ink and fine workmanship. The whole picture is a panoramic view of remote photography, the water and the sky are connected, there are green mountains stacked on top of each other, the lake is melting, there are also scholars riding horses on the mountain trail or stopping at the lake, there are beautiful ladies boating on the water, the wind is warm, the water surface is sparkling, the peach and apricot bloom on the shore, and the green grass is like a tree. The charm of the landscape in the painting is vivid, there is a void in the real, and there is a reality in the virtual, all of which make people feel a kind of vitality of brush and ink and the qi and veins of the tide and evening between the mountains and rivers, which coincides with the natural creation. It is both fresh and attractive. I can't help but be secretly surprised in my heart.

Lan Lan saw a few hatreds and indulged in the painting, and her expression was between them

I liked it a lot, so I waved my sleeve lightly, and the painting was once again combined into a scroll, which slowly fell into Lan Lan's hand, Lan Lan spread out her palm, and the scroll immediately became smaller, like a hairpin, lying in her palm.

She smiled slightly, and said softly: "This painting is what I have been copying since I was a child, and it has taken decades for decades, and its biggest effect is that when you are upset, you can hide inside, separate yourself from the outside world for a distance, stay quietly inside, be accompanied by the landscape, and then come out again." Hehe...... I hope you're happy, kid. As he spoke, he handed the scroll in his hand, which was as shrunken as a hairpin, to Ji Jiqiu.

"Thank you seniors!" "I love calligraphy and painting like my life, and I hurriedly took the scroll with both hands and held it in my hands, overjoyed.

Lan Lan saw that the child couldn't put down this scroll, and her heart was also happy, so she said: "I remember that your father's 'ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles without leaving a line' of the leisurely swordsmanship was transformed from calligraphy and painting, right?" ”

"Yes. Seeing that Lan Lan seemed to know a lot about her deceased father, she felt very strange in her heart.

Lan Lan looked at the strange face of Ji Ji Qiu through the light veil, but she didn't care, and continued: "Your father works in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, brush and ink, everyone knows it, hehe. ...... I remember that he told me that in the painting of Chinese landscapes, brush and ink is not a simple form of brush and ink, but the embodiment of the spirit in the painting. Huaxia calligraphy and painting adopts a unique scattered perspective method, so that the observation can obtain large space and freedom, and express a unique personality. It alludes to the thinking of the unity of heaven and man in the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", which is an elegant beauty, and this beauty echoes the meaning in the poem. The graceful and luxurious temperament in the poem is vividly expressed in the painting, the so-called 'one smile allures the city, two smiles allure the country', how beautiful the poem is, how beautiful the painting is. ......”

After listening to Lan Lan's words, she was full of mystery and admiration for the woman in front of her, so she quietly listened to her soft speech.

Lan Lan picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, turned her head over, looked out the window, seemed to be immersed in memories, and muttered: "Your father's leisurely swordsmanship is deeply rooted in the essence of calligraphy, painting, brush and ink, chic, elegant, comfortable, and feminine. In short, it is implicit and returns to a state of peaceful nature. When he dances the sword, it is like an artistic act, 'calm and vigorous, round and free, not dry or obscene, moist as jade, undulating in an orderly manner, vertical and horizontal as one'. More specifically, 'calm and vigorous, round and free', that is, the lines under the sword are like the brush and ink of calligraphy and painting, and should be tough and elastic; 'not dry, not lewd, and moist like jade', that is, when the sword is wielded, it is like the ink and color used in calligraphy and painting to present a sense of translucency, and the layers are distinct; 'undulating and orderly, vertical and horizontal as one', that is, the sword edge passes over, as if the complex structure of calligraphy and painting and the relationship between brush and ink should eventually be harmoniously unified, so that the sword traces expressed, such as the objects under the brush and ink, reveal a kind of fresh vitality from within. Let the Sword of Getaway show the life state of pen and ink. ”

After hearing this, he couldn't help but be convinced, and said solemnly: "The predecessors are really good at this set of swordsmanship! Because at a young age, my father has passed away, and I haven't been assigned by my father since I was a child, but I just practiced according to the sword spectrum, and now I have listened to the words of my predecessors, such as Daigo empowerment, thank you for the advice of my predecessors, and I have benefited a lot from it." Standing up, he said loudly, bowing to Lan Lan.

Lan Lan smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Don't thank me first, sit down, and listen to me slowly." The tone is soft, kind, warm, the voice is soft and powerful, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is like one

Mothers teach their children so much.

After hearing the rumors, he sat down peacefully and listened quietly.

Lan Lan listened quietly when she saw a few hatreds, and liked it very much in her heart, and her heart was good, and her children could be taught, so she talked eloquently, and said: "Line is the external symbol of pen and ink, and pen and ink are the core of Chinese calligraphy and painting. The rice paper for calligraphy and painting is cotton-based, penetrating layer by layer. The ink of calligraphy and painting, which contains carbon, glue, glutinous rice, pine smoke, etc., is also gradually decomposed. Whereas, the brush, which is conical in shape, is soft. Therefore, when using the pen, the center of the pen is strong, and the force around the pen is small, and the effect varies with the strength and speed. The special combination of pen, ink and paper, and the superposition of the three uncertain factors, are like a trio orchestra, providing a rich and colorful space and changes for the taste of pen and ink. One stroke is sluggish or wonderful, so it is easy for you to grasp it, and the high and low are also seen here, and the same is true for the sword. ”

Ji Ji nodded silently, thinking deeply.

I only heard her continue: "In history, there are many poems and songs, but there are only a few influential ones, and only a few words, or even just a few words, the so-called 'scrutiny' and 'refining words', which are the highlights. Swordsmanship and calligraphy and painting are the same, throughout the ancient and modern, but in all masterpieces, it is often some finishing touches that make people's eyes shine, which is commonly known as 'fresh head', which has a lot to do with their daily humanistic cultivation. Swordsmanship, like calligraphy and painting, can reflect a lot of things in one stroke, including cultivation, skill, experience of using swords and brush and ink, and so on. Swordsmanship and calligraphy and painting, there should be some defective things, too perfect, it is vulgar, it is a craft, not art, your father's 'getaway' to kill a person in ten steps, thousands of miles without leaving a line of chic and comfortable, between heaven and earth, that is, each time the sword is a little different, such as the pen and ink of calligraphy and painting, round and moist and meaningful, giving people great enjoyment. ”

Lan Lan looked at the hatred through the light veil, her eyes were soft, and her voice was kind and powerful.

After listening to Lan Lan's explanation of the swordsmanship of the Wandering Journey, his heart was shocked, like an electric shock, some things that he had never experienced were easily solved today, and his mind was clear and thorough, and his face couldn't help but show joy.

When Lan Lan saw this, she was also happy in her heart, and said, "Child, don't care how I understand your family's swordsmanship like this now. You are a smart child, after you come down, you will understand what I said, practice diligently, you will become a generation of Sword Sect in the future, this is what I want to see the most, ...... child" Later, his voice became smaller, and his tone was mixed with joy, pride, expectation, and sadness.

Lan Lan was about to say something more, Lan Ran said softly beside her at this time: "Auntie, it's not too early, the Jinding Conference is about to start, you see, I'll take the two distinguished guests to the venue first, and when the conference is over, I'll bring them over, okay?"

Lan Lan looked at the hatred gently through the light veil in front of her, and she was still unsatisfied, and she muttered for a long time, and said, "Okay, you guys go first." There seemed to be reluctance, and the tone was full of helplessness.

Seeing a few hatreds, he stood up with Yan Nishang, clasped his fists at Lan Lan, and said: "Thank you seniors for your hospitality and gifts, after we finish the Jinding Conference, we will come to listen to the teachings of our predecessors again, I hope that our seniors are well, we ...... Don't leave it at that. ”

"Okay...... Go, take care of yourself. ”

Ji Ji Qiu and Yan Nishang saluted Lan Lan, followed Lan Ran, turned around and walked out of the hall.