Draw crazy!

It turned out that this Taoist Fu Gong master with very poor painting qualifications was really a master among the seven unique feng shui of "piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea", and he painted crazy Wu Sanjiao.

The emperor was stunned for a while.

He always thought that the Seven Absolute was famous for his hobbies, and that painting madness must be today's Danqing master, but this Wu Daoren's painting charm is powerful, but he doesn't dare to compliment it anymore.

So why did he call painting crazy?

At this time, Mr. Dugu beckoned, and a girl had already brought a long box. The Dugu Valley Lord took out a painting scroll from the box, but he didn't open it, looked at Wu Sanyu, who was still sitting on the ground, and said: "Back then, almost everyone was famous for having an extinction other than feng shui; However, I know that Mr. Wu is not known for being good at painting, but he is crazy about painting because of his love for painting. ”

Yuwen suddenly cried bitterly: "In the past, there was Zhang Fan and me, and now there is Wu Sanyu; One wants to paint without money, and the other wants to paint without life---"

His original intention may have been to remind Wu Hua to be crazy and not to be his enemy.

But his crying frightened everyone present.

So Mr. Dugu shook the bamboo branch, raised the thin yin line, and wanted to wave it to the long crying Song Yuwen.

Yuwen cried even more sadly-----

The painting was crazy but said: "Slow! ”

The formation on the scene is like Liu Bang, Xiang Yu and Hongmen are fighting each other, although the strength of this painting madness is slightly weaker than the two, it cannot be underestimated.

Whoever he helps, the other will surely die.

Mr. Dugu's expression seemed to have known that he would speak, and Yuwen said bitterly: "I was kind enough to save you just now, but you didn't help me?" What a drawing maniac! ”

Having said that, both of them really stopped for a while, and both looked at Wu Sanyu to see what he had to say.

He didn't pay attention to the words of one of the old eight gentlemen, Crying Yuwen, who had a longer backup, and asked Mr. Dugu with some hesitation: "The Xiu Xiu Daoist that Mr. said is the one who passed down the "Danyang Sacrifice Refining Internal Decree" in the Quanzhen Sect?" ”

Mr. Dugu nodded and said nothing.

The Lingbao sect of Gesoap Mountain is a Taoist sect of Fu Gong and Neidan.

Since Wu Sanyu is his disciple, of course he knows the "Danyang Sacrifice and Refining Internal Purpose".

Huangfu is just puzzled, but this school has a relationship with the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map"?

But he heard the painting crazy and asked: "Then his disciple is Huang Gongwang's apprentice?" ”

Mr. Dugu said: "Yes, like Huang Gongwang, he is also a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. ”

It turned out that Huang Gongwang, a well-known master of the painting world, was also a disciple of Quanzhen!

Huangfu sighed at his ignorance, remembering what the master said, as a truly qualified feng shui master, not only must be able to observe the stars, be familiar with the land, judge yin and yang in the five elements of the Ming Dynasty, and understand the nine palaces, but also have a fader to level the plum blossoms, sprinkle copper coins to break the hexagrams, know the face and understand the Xuankong, but also have a wealth of knowledge of Chinese culture.

Because of the unity of the avenue, there are many elements in Chinese culture, all of which are related to feng shui.

Similarly, many studies in Feng Shui require a deep knowledge of Chinese culture.

The master said, for example, "piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs".

He understands that because looking at feng shui to cut off good fortune and misfortune, it is not only about heavenly opportunities, but also about the opportunity and good fortune of seeking to occupy, and sometimes he uses metaphorical dark poems. This level of discipline is of course the basic skill.

But he didn't understand why he had to know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even if he meets a piano addict and can combine feng shui with qin art, he feels that it is just a family method.

But today, the author of "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map", who knows the famous Eight Tables of Lu Dao, is actually an all-round person, and he understands that the famous Feng Shui and Yi Li masters in history are all all-round characters.

This is by no means a vassal elegance, but a basic skill of knowing the principles of heaven and understanding the truth.

He still doesn't know the way, in fact, in his early years, Huang Gongwang used to sell divination for a living, and he can be regarded as a feng shui master!

However, he already understood that the apprentice of the Xiu Xiu Taoist may have been the first to copy the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map". The paintings he copied, regardless of his artistic skill, have extremely high cultural relics and collection value.

Painting crazy to inquire so carefully, is it tempting?

Kill for a painting?

I saw a complicated expression on his face.

He is fond of painting, not for painting, but for famous paintings.

And he is not for collecting, he is for copying, learning famous techniques.

But his talent is limited, so he can't break through the realm.

Therefore, he searched far and wide for famous paintings, and even facsimiles of early clever methods.

- Others thought he was crazy about "painting", but in fact, his real madness was when he couldn't get the painting he had been looking forward to for a long time.

He suddenly said, "Use the fish to lure. Tempting cats, do you know the consequences of the road? ”

Dugu said: "How do you say it?" ”

"Mr. Yuwen and I have never known each other in our lives, but we have admired him for a long time; No matter why he is here today, he always helped me out of the siege just now---" He pursed his mouth and said with a little regret, "So I can't help you kill him, but you let me know how to draw ---------"

Dugu Mei was stunned: "Could it be that you can't wait for Ming to grab it?!" ”

Painting crazy but stood up: "You know that I will go crazy-----"

Hearing the sound, Yuwen made a strange sound in pain, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

Are you laughing at the Dugu Valley Lord for his wasted effort?

Mr. Dugu's face became colder and heavier, and he thought about it for a while and said: "In this way, I will lend you this painting to look at it in the middle of the night, but you can't interfere in the battle between me and Lao Crying - Mr. First Eight and Mr. Eight now!" Of course, you must return to Zhao after reading it, and I also guarantee that you will leave safely. ”

She had a point.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, but who is more powerful between this old Mr. Eight and the eight gentlemen in the world?

The predecessors who are almost extinct in the rivers and lakes, and the industry bosses who are in the sky, who is more powerful?

Moreover, they should not be treated and qualified for a fair war.

Painting madness can't refuse, not to mention, there are paintings that make him crazy.

So he nodded.

A young girl, carefully holding the scroll in both hands, walked over and handed it to him.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and slowly opened the ----------

Over there, the two masters, Dugu and Yuwen, had already begun to look at each other, but no one made the first move.

They are all waiting, waiting for the most suitable opportunity.

Huangfu is very curious, who is better of these two?

It's just that if Dugu wins, he shouldn't be an opponent with the power of painting madness, and it may be difficult for him to get out.

Suddenly, I thought about it, could it be that I wanted to wait for them to lose both?

He still doesn't understand why he wants to save himself, and he doesn't understand why he wants to find himself for crying Yuwen.

Yes, it must be very password-related.

The bamboo branch in Mr. Dugu's hand did not rise, and the Xuanyin Qi continued to surge from the place where she stood, but slowly converged on the bamboo branch. It is as if it is one with the earth.

And her face seemed to have a thick layer of frost.

Shen Junwu and Ying Shuang'er, who were behind Huangfu's romance, both felt that this night was getting colder and colder.

Yuwen's painful mouth was still closed.

Everyone knows that as long as he opens his mouth, the terrible cry will come again.

In such a deep valley, at night, what kind of infiltrating atmosphere is the thick yin qi and the terrible cry?

Yuwen cried painfully, was Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall, or Kong Ming hanging Zhou Yu?

Finally spoke up.

But it's not a long cry when Ge Yuwen hurts.

It's actually a crazy Wu Sanyu!

He let out a sudden "oh" scream.

Piercing the silence of the night, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes.

But he saw that his hands were covered with a mist like ice.

At this moment, a cloud of mist suddenly gushed out from the place where Crying Yuwen was standing, and then everyone finally heard his cry.

Crying like a baby!

Ying Shuang'er and Shen Junwei had already covered their ears in fear, but the cry still came intermittently from the mist.

It's terrible.