A month later, the small courtyard of the mountain bamboo forest behind the Qin Mansion.

There was a waterhole at the end of the bamboo forest, and above the waterhole was a small stream falling from above, forming a small waterfall.

In the past month, Qin Xuance has completely consolidated his realm, and he has also been promoted to the realm of the three stele painters, but his comprehension of painting is still a step away.

Although he has the help of the Seven Qualities Painting Heart - the Seven Exquisite Painting Hearts, he is still a little bit behind, and he is separated by a thin piece of paper, as long as he pierces this piece of paper, he can grasp the painting meaning of the wind.

The breeze blows on the face, bringing a little drop of water, and a trace of coolness penetrates into the heart. Qin Xuance slowly opened his eyes, picked up a pot of old wine on the bluestone and poured it, the spicy heat rushed into his throat.

"Hey, it's been a month, and I haven't even comprehended the painting of the wind, why don't I have the talent of Shuang'er, Shuang'er has mastered the painting of fire in an instant." Qin Xuance poured another sip of wine, a little depressed.

After coming back, he also asked his uncle about Shuang'er's vision, but the uncle obviously didn't want to talk about this matter, so Qin Xuance had no choice but to give up and leave it for later to investigate slowly. This month, Shuang'er has also successfully advanced to the realm of painters, and the painting of fire has become more and more proficient, and there is a faint trend of breaking through the nine-grade painting to the eight-grade painting. This made Qin Xuance even more ashamed, he had the seven-pin painting heart of the seven-pin painting as an assistant, and he had not yet comprehended the painting meaning of the wind, and Shuang'er was about to comprehend the eight-pin painting meaning. From this, it can be seen that Shuang'er obviously has an incomparably powerful talent for the fire one.

"Click. Click. ”

A light rain began to fall in the sky that had just cleared.

Qin Xuance looked at the sky that was gradually starting to darken, this was obviously a trend of heavy rain coming.

It seems that today is useless again. Hey, let's go back, I can only go with the flow and slowly rely on the water grinding work. Qin Xuance shook his head and stood up. I'm going to pack up and go back to the bamboo forest courtyard.

Just stood up. The originally gentle wind began to become more urgent, and the bamboo forest shook with a bang. And Qin Xuance's steps stopped at this moment, and he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing into his heart, as if his heart had melted into the wind.

Yes, that's what it feels like to melt yourself into the wind. The wind is invisible and invisible, but it can be felt and touched. Turn yourself into a dead leaf, and the wind will lift you up and soar in the air.

At this time, Qin Xuance really felt the existence of the wind. The wind melts into one's body. Qin Xuance emptied his mind, released his divine thoughts, and felt everything about the wind.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting more and more urgent, but Qin Xuance feels that his perception of the wind is getting deeper and deeper, he feels that he is with the wind, but he can jump ten feet, but it is difficult to move an inch against the wind.

Yes, this is the feeling of the wind, this is the artistic conception of the wind, the wind into the divine thought, into the body into the wind, this is the meaning of the wind. Finally, Qin Xuance felt that the thin paper that had been unable to pierce was finally blown by the wind at this moment, and it turned out that this was the painting of the wind.

At the moment when Qin Xuance comprehended the meaning of the wind, the stronger and stronger wind blew up the water droplets on the waterfall and hit Qin Xuance's face, making Qin Xuance feel a numb pain. Qin Xuance frowned, closed his eyes and touched his cheeks, but there was a cold water stain in his hand.

Why does the wind blow the softest water and hurt people? It is reasonable to say that it is a piece of sand and gravel or a dead branch that hurts on the face, but why does the water hurt when it is blown up?

Qin Xuance, who had just comprehended the painting of the wind, couldn't calm down for a long time in his heart, in his mind that water was a symbol of softness, unless the water turned into ice, it would hurt people, but this was obviously still water, but it was just that the wind could hurt himself.

In a daze, Qin Xuance remembered a picture in his mind, which was a small stream of water spurting out rapidly from the machine, but it could easily cut through gold and jade. That's right, if you can use the wind to wrap around this soft flow of water, use the speed of the wind to drive it, and then shoot it out, this kind of power can easily cut off the steel. And in the world of talent, after the blessing of talent, isn't it even more terrifying.

Come to think of it. Qin Xuance tried to wrap the artistic conception he had just mastered in a stream of water with his divine thoughts, and then suddenly shot towards the bluestone next to him.

The water hit the bluestone and immediately dispersed. But the bluestone is intact.

When Qin Xuance saw this scene, he frowned, could it be that he had a wrong idea.

Thinking about it, Qin Xuance took out a paintbrush from his waist and waved it in the void, a wind came out of thin air, and the painting of the wind blessed the talent, and then wrapped a stream of water again, and flew towards the bluestone again. With the blessing of talent, this wind is very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the bluestone with the current, but it is still the same as before, although the speed is many times faster than before, but it still can't leave traces on the bluestone.

Water is soft and can transform all things, so it can be contained by anything and turned into any shape. But I remembered that the tiny stream of water that spewed out of the small machine could easily cut through the stone. But why did I fail?

Thinking about it carefully, Qin Xuance always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something.

That's right. Water to soft can melt all things, but it can also be just through the gold stone, which is missing a compression process, the water flow compresses to form pressure, and then let go of a hole, and then use the speed of the wind to push, so as to form the effect of piercing the gold stone.

Thinking about this, Qin Xuance suddenly felt that the water flowing in the waterhole had become extremely kind, the water was soft and firm, this was the artistic conception of water, Qin Xuance didn't expect that he would inexplicably comprehend the painting meaning of water.

I comprehended the meaning of water. Although it is also the lowest nine grades. But Qin Xuance obviously felt that he knew more about water. I also know what my problem is.

As soon as he thought of it, Qin Xuance waved his brush again, evolving a wind, and then wrapped a stream of water and began to compress, but Qin Xuance obviously felt that the wind under his control could not compress such a large stream of water, it seemed that his grasp of the painting of wind and water was too shallow, and he could not make them merge so much at once.

Then reduce the proportion a little, Qin Xuance tried to slowly reduce the flow of water.

Fail.

Fail.

Or failed.

Countless attempts ended in failure, but Qin Xuance did not give up, he felt that he was about to catch something, and finally, Qin Xuance waved his brush, and evolved a wind, wrapped in a drop of water, just a drop of water, but crystal clear. The wind constantly swirls to form a cone-like sealed container. The drop of water is compressed in this constant rotation, and as it continues to rotate, the pressure inside becomes more and more intense.

Finally, Qin Xuance's eyes suddenly opened, and his divine thoughts controlled this water droplet, and suddenly shot towards the bluestone not far away. And the tip of the sharp cone formed by the wind suddenly let go of a tiny opening. When the wind opened the opening, the drop of water suddenly shot out, and with the thrust of the wind, the small drop of water turned into a hair-like water arrow, directly piercing the bluestone hole.

Drop stone wears.

At this moment, Qin Xuance suddenly had a realization.

Penetrate the painting.

Looking at the pierced bluestone, Qin Xuance was excited, he didn't expect that he tried to fuse the feng shui painting and unexpectedly mastered the penetrating painting of the five products. To properly grasp the meaning of penetrating painting, it is necessary to raise the meaning of gold painting to the fifth grade in order to comprehend this penetrating painting.

The gold lord kills and has the indestructible characteristic, so it is generally necessary to raise the gold painting to the fifth grade in order to comprehend this penetrating painting, but I didn't expect to fuse the feng shui painting of the nine products together, since it will produce this effect, I directly let myself master the penetrating painting of the five products. However, Qin Xuance also knew that he could not fully grasp this, he could only be regarded as touching the threshold of penetrating painting, and only after he comprehended the painting of water and wind more profoundly, could he truly master this penetrating painting.

With his current comprehension of feng shui painting, he can only fuse a drop of water, if he can completely integrate a stream of water with the wind, then he can be regarded as a real penetration of the painting, and at that time, the penetration of the painting will be blessed in the war painting, you can pierce the mountains with a shot.