Painting this kind of craft, Yang Xingzhou when he came into contact with the nameless exercises, he already had the idea of wanting to learn, and later came to the world of Liancheng Jue, and saw the humanoid practice map drawn on the Blood Knife Sutra, this idea of wanting to learn painting was even stronger.

When explaining some problems or explaining something, the picture itself is more intuitive than words and words, and sometimes when depicting something, even if it is eloquent, it is difficult to fully describe it, after all, language and words have their limitations, and they may not be able to explain a thing clearly.

The picture is different, what is drawn, visible at a glance, clear, and never fallacious, but if you want to draw the image, draw the spirit, it is not an easy thing, especially the inheritance portrait of the martial arts mind, and there is no room for the slightest fallacy.

Yang Xingzhou in order to learn painting skills, found a lot of people to learn, both Eastern and Western paintings have dabbled, he single-handedly created the Ming Dynasty at that time, is the king of the entire land, can be qualified to be his painting teacher, naturally not trivial, any person out is a master-level figure, so Yang Xingzhou is not only excellent calligraphy level, is the level of painting is also rare.

He originally studied under Huang Yaoshi, learned many skills of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting from Huang Yaoshi's side, and later absorbed the calligraphy and painting styles of various schools, and decades later, he had already integrated many techniques into one furnace, whether it was Western painting or Oriental painting, they all reached the master level, not inferior to the painters of the same era.

At this time in Meizhuang small test knife, naturally extraordinary, after the bag monk drawn, the mind moved, a martial arts method is also integrated into it, this heart is his temporary creation, drawing on the basis of some internal strength of the Shaolin school, when painting this painting, inspiration burst out, suddenly drawn out, for the image, but also a small squirrel painted on the belly of the cloth bag monk, this is the squirrel as a mental method of the arrow indicator, as long as it can be inducted with this painting, the breath of the viewer can naturally move with it, run out.

His ink painting, the time taken is very short, but the painting is extremely fine, Jiangnan Siyou is also a person with real materials in his chest, naturally see that Yang Xingzhou's painting skills are profound, and his skills are amazing, which is by no means comparable to Dan Qingsheng, knowing that this game is lost by his own family.

Among the four people, only Dan Qingsheng sensed the martial arts mind contained in this painting, and after he exclaimed, Huang Zhonggong and the others noticed the abnormality, and they all showed a look of surprise in their eyes when they looked at Yang Xingzhou.

Among the four, Huang Zhonggong has the deepest skills and the most brilliant eyesight, after seeing Yang Xingzhou's painting, he shook his head and said to Dan Qingsheng: "Fourth brother, admit defeat, in terms of painting skills, you are far worse than Yang Shaoxia."

Dan Qingsheng said: "Yes, Brother Yang's painting skills are amazing, splashing ink and freehand, it is really like flowing water, a painting is almost done in one go, the folds of the clothes are made with one stroke, this momentum is too amazing, I can't compare anything." ”

He bowed to Yang Xingzhou and said, "I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, but I didn't expect Brother Yang to be excellent in calligraphy and painting, but he is much stronger than us." What you just said is right, I am indeed sitting in the well and watching the sky, Yelang is arrogant, not only is his martial arts not good, but his calligraphy and painting are also very bad. ”

Yang Xingzhou laughed: "The four village masters are not so arrogant, you still have calligraphy and painting skills, but you are still a few points away from first-class painters." It's like playing chess, fighting hard, it's a ninth-rate chess product, but the first and second grade of high chess is a picture of the gods, with its own fortune in the chest, but it is not obvious on the face. ”

When he said this, he looked at Hei Baizi next to him and said, "Second Zhuang Master, did you say it?" ”

Hei Baizi nodded and said, "That's right!" ”

He paused and said, "Please come to my chess room and talk about a game." ”

He is a person who plays chess, he has his own calculations in his heart, and he thinks about defeat before he wins, seeing that Yang Xingzhou has profound attainments in calligraphy and painting, and he is afraid that his attainments in the way of piano and chess may not be bad, if he plays against him, he is really not sure of winning, in order not to lose too ugly, so he proposes to play only one game. Not to mention the best-of-three and best-of-five ratios, in case of three losses in three games, it will be even more embarrassing.

Yang Xingzhou saw him invite, and immediately smiled: "Okay, let's play a few games with the second owner." ”

Hei Baizi said: "One game is enough, let's play casually." ”

At that moment, Black and White took the lead, and everyone was behind, walking towards his chess room.

When I entered the house, I saw that in a large room, except for a stone table and two soft chairs, there was nothing empty, and there were nineteen chess paths carved on the stone table, and there was a box of blacks and a box of whites.

There is nothing in this chess room except for a few chairs, so as not to distract the players.

Hei Baizi walked to the side of the chessboard and sat down, and said, "Who will guess?" ”

The way of Go, some chess players will grab a chess piece in their hands, let the other party guess the odd and even, and guess correctly to make the first move, so black and white have this question.

Yang Xingzhou smiled: "Why bother so much, you can do it first." ”

Hei Baizi is also not polite, knowing that Yang Xingzhou has such words, that is, he has the certainty of winning himself, so he will say such words, playing chess is like war, paying attention to not giving up an inch of land, who moves first, who moves last, has a great impact.

Since Yang Xingzhou let Hei Baizi go first, Hei Baizi naturally would not be humble, so he took the black spot in his hand and put it in the corner.

Yang Xingzhou smiled, and responded casually, after thinking for a while, he carefully put a son, and looked at Yang Xingzhou, wanting to see something from Yang Xingzhou's face, but found that Yang Xingzhou was smiling and looking relaxed.

Hei Baizi was worried and worried, and he felt bad.

He likes to play chess since he was a child, and he is especially obsessed with Go, but when he plays chess, he is too involved in it, and he cares about it, and he can't let go of the heart of gain and loss.

Today's game with Yang Xingzhou, only a few shots, sweat on the forehead, as the chess pieces play more and more, the sweat on the forehead of the black and white son is getting more and more dense, and the face is getting greener and greener, I only feel that the murderous aura on the chessboard is getting heavier and heavier, he twisted a chess piece in his hand, held it in the air, and raised it for a long time, thinking about it in his heart, but it is still difficult to decide where to put it.

Suddenly, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his body fell to the ground limply.

Yang Xingzhou waved his palm, fixed the blood spit out by Hei Baizi in the air and formed a blood ball, and then sent out the blood ball, sent the blood ball out of the door, hit the root of an old tree, shook his head and said: "It's just a game of chess, and the second owner actually vomited blood, which is also rare in the world." It is said that there used to be a Go national player Liu Zhongfu, who once played against Lishan Xianmu in Lishan. After a defeat, vomiting several liters of blood, the second owner doesn't want his predecessors to be beautiful? ”

When Hei Baizi heard this, his body shook, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he hissed: "Good chess, good chess, Yang Shaoxia is so murderous!" ”

Yang Xingzhou stood up and said with a smile: "Playing chess is a battle for every inch of land, if there is no murderous aura, how can you win?" Without murderous aura, how to win or win? ”

When he said this, he walked outside the house, and said as he walked: "Among the four friends of Jiangnan, it is said that only the boss still has some real skills, Huang Zhonggong, you are proficient in music and rhythm, and you don't seem to have had a chance to watch this Xiaoao Jianghu music score I just gave you." I haven't studied it carefully, so let's use this spectrum to learn about it. Everyone comes to play this song, and whoever plays it well will naturally win. ”

Huang Zhonggong took out the score just now and asked, "What about winning and what about losing?" Since it is a competition and exchange, why is there a difference between victory and defeat? ”

Yang Xingzhou said with a smile: "If there is no victory, what is the point of fighting?" ”

Huang Zhonggong groaned: "Yang Shaoxia is full of confidence, which shows that the piano skills are profound, in my opinion, let's not compete in this game, even if you win." ”

Yang Xingzhou said with a smile: "If you automatically admit defeat without comparison, it will be even more meaningless." It's not a secret, this song of smiling and proud of the rivers and lakes is the score of the ensemble of the piano and flute, this song is wonderful, but one person plays solo, there is always a little less taste, but all over the world, want to find people who are proficient in music and rhythm, and their internal skills are also profound, but it is not easy to find. After thinking about it, I remembered such a place as Gushan Meizhuang. ”

He said to Huang Zhong fairly: "Brother, I am only here to find a bosom friend, to compete with you, but also to test the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, if you really try to fight your fists and feet, hehe, you can catch my punch and kick, you are amazing!" ”

Huang Zhonggong snorted and said, "Really? The old man wants to learn Yang Shaoxia's tricks. Everyone is a child of the rivers and lakes, and after discussing martial arts, it is not too late to discuss music and rhythm. ”

Seeing that Yang Xingzhou came to Meizhuang alone and pressed his three brothers to a head, and Hei Baizi vomited blood, Huang Zhonggong was angry in his heart, and said in his heart: "You started practicing from your mother's womb, how advanced can you be when you practice at this age?" Just exhaled and spoke, and it was indeed not weak. However, although the true qi is great, it may not be much better than me! ”

Immediately returned to the backyard, took out a yaoqin, held it in his arms, and said to Yang Xingzhou: "Martial arts and swords, after all, there is a bad and elegant, I have a qin song here, and I also ask Yang Shaoxia for advice." ”

Yang Xingzhou saw him holding Yaoqin in his arms, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to give advice, but I can still do it." ”

The palm of the hand was turned over, and a jade flute appeared in the palm of the palm, saying; "Come on, let's play a song together."

Huang Zhonggong glanced at Yang Xingzhou deeply, nodded, didn't speak, plucked his right hand on the strings a few times, and at the sound of the piano, a few birds and sparrows in the trees in the courtyard suddenly screamed and flew up, and Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng both changed color on their faces, and they retreated together.

Huang Zhonggong played several times on the piano, and the music turned urgent. Bald Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng didn't dare to stay in the front yard for long, so they retreated together in a panic, lifted the nearby black and white sons, and strode towards the backyard.

The three of them knew that Huang Zhonggong plucked the strings on the piano to make a sound, but he was infusing the sound of the piano with superior internal force to disturb the enemy's mind, and the other party's internal force and the sound of the qin resonated for a lifetime, so they unconsciously made it by the sound of the qin, and the internal strength was not cultivated, and the breath of the whole body would unconsciously move around with the playing of the music, even if they wanted to stop, it was difficult to do.

When the time comes, life and death will be taken away, all by Huang Zhonggong's thoughts.

Everyone knew that Huang Zhonggong's kung fu was not trivial, for fear that their internal strength would be damaged, so they all retreated, everyone walked out of the distance, and still faintly heard the sound of the piano from time to time.

The three of them only listened to the confusion, breathing comfortably, and hurriedly ran backwards again, and after running to the backyard, through a few rows of houses, the sound was almost inaudible, but occasionally the sound of the piano was high-pitched, and it still made everyone's hearts beat faster after a few sounds.

Dan Qingsheng said in a low voice: "The eldest brother's internal strength has improved again, even if this Yang Xingzhou's martial arts are clever, if he is hard against the eldest brother's piano sound, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist." ”

Before he finished speaking, suddenly a wisp of flute sound sounded from the front yard, Huang Zhonggong's piano sound was high-pitched, but this flute sound was whimpering, like a stream of clear water, which was the killing sound in the piano, and it seemed to have been washed away by the flute sound, which sounded indescribably good.

At first, Bald Bi Weng and the others were worried about hearing the sound of the piano for fear of injury, but at this time, they gathered their ears, for fear that they could not hear the wisps of flute sound clearly, their eyes were blank, their footsteps moved slowly, and they actually walked to the front yard step by step, only the sound of the flute in their minds, but they were deaf to the sound of the piano.

Even the black and white son, who had just vomited blood, was also listening attentively at this time, and walked hobbled towards the front yard, as if someone very close to him in the front yard called out to him.

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Chapter 265: Qin and Xiao