Song Ge was completely immersed in the painting.

She is a mountain, standing on the pillars of the sky and stepping on the earth, majestic and majestic, collapsing and shaking the heavens and the earth, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

She is a temple on the top of the mountain, not visible and untraceable, unfathomable, manifesting the world to worship, and surpassing the nine heavens.

She is the clouds on the top of the mountain, thick and heavy when quiet, obscure, hazy and unpredictable when moving.

She is a tree in the mountains, a stream...

She is a flower under the mountain, a monk...

She is both everything in the painting and above everything.

...

When the mountains are full of flowers, you may not be able to laugh in the bushes, what if you are allergic to pollen?

Song Ge's eyes gradually brightened, his face was not cloudy, and he muttered to himself: "People's hearts may not be as bright as red flowers, there may be a little black, yellow, blue, and green on it..."

There is no one side to everything, and there are not necessarily only two sides.

Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe, who stood on the side and always looked at Song Ge, showed confusion in their eyes, the two of them also had some understanding in the painting, and they were geniuses who walked out of their own way, but what Song Ge said made the two monks confused, and they didn't know what she was talking about.

Song Ge raised his head, his eyes bright, and smiled at them.

Just a smile shocked Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe.

There is a bleak shadow in the smile, but there is also a taste of pathos, and there is also a sense of slaughter, but it also has a warm appearance, which is extremely complicated.

It's just a smile, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe actually saw the various states of life from it, and they were shocked inexplicably.

"Senior sister, what great thing have you comprehended?" Ying Wuxing couldn't help but ask out loud.

Song Shanhe next to him was also very curious.

A smile made two people who have gone through many years and are accustomed to life and death unable to understand it.

Seeing Song Ge shaking his head, the two of them frowned, and they couldn't ask, "But what's the problem?"

Song Ge received the book in his hand into the storage bracelet, put it on the stone bench, and beckoned Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe to sit down.

After the two sat down, Song Gecai said: "The two senior brothers also practiced this cheat, and they know the difficulty very well, why do you need to ask me, how can I understand anything in such a short time." ”

Song Ge is not perfunctory Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe, she understands everything now, but she is not good at everything, it can be said that she understands everything and does not understand it.

"I've been standing for so long, it's been afternoon, and I don't have any understanding at all?" After Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe glanced at each other, they had a toothache, and they couldn't help but think that Song Ge was guarding against them, and they were a little displeased, and said, "Senior sister, you are a little..."

"Two senior brothers, how long does it take for you to comprehend this painting? How long does it take for the masters and ancestors or the ancient ancestors to comprehend this painting, but it takes a long time to understand?" Song Ge knew that he should not think about it, and he also knew what he was going to say next, so she interrupted directly, she estimated that it would take some time for this painting to be enlightened, and she wanted to know how much time it took for some of the predecessors and ancestors to comprehend, and after enlightenment, she could have a rough judgment of herself.

Hearing the inquiry, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe both looked embarrassed, and they were really embarrassed to say that neither of them could be regarded as amazing people in terms of what they comprehended or their speed, and they took more than a month.

It's not that the two of them have high expectations for Song Ge, it's just that the smile she had just now was too obscure and complicated, and when they saw it, they couldn't calm down, so they thought that they had a lot of understanding.

Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe were unwilling to answer Song Ge's question, Song Shanhe looked to the side, and he looked attentively thinking, and he couldn't bear to be disturbed when he looked at it.

Song Ge could only look at Ying Wuxing, waiting for his answer.

"Ahem..."Ying Wuxing concealed his embarrassment, and said in surprise: "By the way, junior sister, you don't know, the smile you showed just now was terrible, and my senior brother and I were a little scared." ”

How could Song Ge not see that Ying Wuxing was talking about him left and right, avoiding the question, and looking at him with slanted eyes and slightly crooked mouth.

Cough...

Ying Wuxing was a little hairy, coughed, stabbed Song Shanhe a few times with his elbow, and said, "Senior brother, wasn't her smile terrible just now?"

(It's not finished yet.,About an hour later, I'll make up the remaining half of the chapter.,Don't send it out before twelve o'clock, otherwise you'll have to calculate it)

Song Ge was completely immersed in the painting.

She is a mountain, standing on the pillars of the sky and stepping on the earth, majestic and majestic, collapsing and shaking the heavens and the earth, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

She is a temple on the top of the mountain, not visible and untraceable, unfathomable, manifesting the world to worship, and surpassing the nine heavens.

She is the clouds on the top of the mountain, thick and heavy when quiet, obscure, hazy and unpredictable when moving.

She is a tree in the mountains, a stream...

She is a flower under the mountain, a monk...

She is both everything in the painting and above everything.

...

When the mountains are full of flowers, you may not be able to laugh in the bushes, what if you are allergic to pollen?

Song Ge's eyes gradually brightened, his face was not cloudy, and he muttered to himself: "People's hearts may not be as bright as red flowers, there may be a little black, yellow, blue, and green on it..."

There is no one side to everything, and there are not necessarily only two sides.

Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe, who stood on the side and always looked at Song Ge, showed confusion in their eyes, the two of them also had some understanding in the painting, and they were geniuses who walked out of their own way, but what Song Ge said made the two monks confused, and they didn't know what she was talking about.

Song Ge raised his head, his eyes bright, and smiled at them.

Just a smile shocked Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe.

There is a bleak shadow in the smile, but there is also a taste of pathos, and there is also a sense of slaughter, but it also has a warm appearance, which is extremely complicated.

It's just a smile, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe actually saw the various states of life from it, and they were shocked inexplicably.

"Senior sister, what great thing have you comprehended?" Ying Wuxing couldn't help but ask out loud.

Song Shanhe next to him was also very curious.

A smile made two people who have gone through many years and are accustomed to life and death unable to understand it.

Seeing Song Ge shaking his head, the two of them frowned, and they couldn't ask, "But what's the problem?"

Song Ge received the book in his hand into the storage bracelet, put it on the stone bench, and beckoned Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe to sit down.

After the two sat down, Song Gecai said: "The two senior brothers also practiced this cheat, and they know the difficulty very well, why do you need to ask me, how can I understand anything in such a short time." ”

Song Ge is not perfunctory Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe, she understands everything now, but she is not good at everything, it can be said that she understands everything and does not understand it.

"I've been standing for so long, it's been afternoon, and I don't have any understanding at all?" After Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe glanced at each other, they had a toothache, and they couldn't help but think that Song Ge was guarding against them, and they were a little displeased, and said, "Senior sister, you are a little..."

"Two senior brothers, how long does it take for you to comprehend this painting? How long does it take for the masters and ancestors or the ancient ancestors to comprehend this painting, but it takes a long time to understand?" Song Ge knew that he should not think about it, and he also knew what he was going to say next, so she interrupted directly, she estimated that it would take some time for this painting to be enlightened, and she wanted to know how much time it took for some of the predecessors and ancestors to comprehend, and after enlightenment, she could have a rough judgment of herself.