"I hope you can find your grandfather!" Jiang Chen couldn't sleep while lying on the bed, and his mind was restless.

At the beginning of the night, people have fallen asleep. In the silence and peace, the snow-white angel slowly fell from the night sky.

When the earth becomes quieter, the scent of flowers in the night pokes out and exudes an alluring fragrance.

Jiang Chen walked alone in the slightly cool and mottled night, shaking off the sadness and exhaustion of his body, and leaned on the gazebo.

The voice of the husband can be heard from the outside world, and it clearly enters his ears.

"Looking back on the past, the years are melancholy. Jiang Chen didn't think much about sitting cross-legged and guided the power of Taiyin in the moonlight to practice.

At this time, his body seemed to have turned into a huge yin and yang diagram, not only absorbing the essence of the moonlight, but also absorbing the huge spiritual power of heaven and earth.

The sea of qi emitted a deafening thunderous sound, and it was chaotic, but it was even more expansive.

"Why hasn't this mysterious ancient scripture been allowed to enter for so long?" Jiang Chen always felt that something was missing in the dark.

"It seems that Yun Xue's girl is quite discerning, and this cultivation talent is also rare, but the origin is mysterious, I don't know if your choice is right or wrong. A middle-aged man in the distance looked at Jiang Chen and muttered to himself.

The next day, the sun was rising, shining on Jiang Chen's body with golden light, like a raging fire burning on him, and a wisp of purple qi flying through the sky did not enter his body.

And what Jiang Chen didn't notice was that even the Buddha was constantly absorbing the rising sun essence.

"Hoo ......"

Jiang Chen exhaled a turbid breath, refreshed, indescribably comfortable.

"The plan of the day lies in the morning," Jiang Chen opened his eyes and shot out a golden light.

Recently, he has been feeling that there is a bottleneck that cannot be broken through, and even the divine soul cannot be broken through.

"Maybe the battle between life and death will allow me to break through. Jiang Chen shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the time being.

"Young Master, Miss Leng Yue asks to see you. At this time, a guard said respectfully to Jiang Chen.

"Isn't this good? I still live in the woman's house, and I ended up provoking a beautiful woman to come over?" Jiang Chen was entangled in his heart.

"Young Master?" the guard called out again.

"Well, call her in! I'll wait for her by the brook in the backyard. Jiang Chen said to the guards.

"Okay young master. The guards retreated.

"The great beauty of the dumping came over early in the morning!" In the distance, Jiang Chen saw the dumping Lengyue wearing a white dress fluttering over, under the sunlight, she was like a beautiful fairy, with a kind of beauty beyond the world.

"It's really just because it's in the sky, it's rare to look back on it in life!" Jiang Chen praised.

"What are you muttering?" As the cold moon approached, it brought a faint fragrance, which was intoxicating.

"Oh, I'm saying, ripe. Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"What's ripe?" asked Leng Yue, puzzled.

"Oh, that's a spiritual creature that has matured, and I want to eat the fragrance of the light. Jiang Chen laughed awkwardly.

"Oh, I wonder if Jiang Gongzi can let Leng Yue also see the spiritual things?" said Leng Yue calmly.

"Spiritual creature, let's change the day!" Jiang Chen looked at Dump Lengyue and said with some stammering, thinking in his heart: "Aren't you the kind of spiritual creature? ”

"Jiang Chen, what are you laughing at?" Tilt Lengyue looked at Jiang Chen and actually smirked on the side.

"Leng Yue, why don't you come to a piano song first! I'll make a picture for you, and then you come to observe it and find out your own feelings. Jiang Chen said to the cold moon.

"Good ......" Dump Leng Yue also agreed with him.

Sitting under the willow tree, her long hair fluttering in the wind, Qianqianyu's hand began to stroke the piano.

"Once upon a time, I liked to dress up as a woman in ancient costumes, but I didn't expect that today I am dressed as an ancient. Jiang Chen sighed.

The sound of the piano is very pleasant, and the willow trees attract many birds to come and listen, and the brook flows happily.

The sound of the piano is like a sweet spring, nourishing all things in the world, and the sound of the piano passes, all flowers are blooming, which is very magical.

The sound of the piano of the cold moon is melodious and quiet, as if it can travel through time, look back on the wrinkles of the past life, look back on the ups and downs of the years, and let a heart precipitate.

Finally Jiang Chen picked up the pen, and painted it with his heart every stroke, a frown, a smile, and he didn't want to miss it, and at this time, the cold moon was also extraordinarily devoted, as if she was the qin, and the qin was her.

"Choose one person to die and wait for a lifetime. Are you really like what you see?" Jiang Chen shook his head a little distractedly.

"Hehuan Sect, a holy land, is also an evil land, it is really rare to have such a beautiful and refined person as you, is it really as you said, the difference between the ancient scriptures you cultivated?" Jiang Chen thought of the monk's words to remind him.

The thin and white jade fingers, stroking the piano surface, have a refined temperament, mature and calm charm, making it difficult for Jiang Chen to imagine that she is a scheming person.

On Jiang Chen's brush, the beautiful face of the cold moon has been clearly depicted, and the eyes and smiles have been captured, which can be said to be the same as touching.

"Alright,"

With Jiang Chen's last stroke, he also completed his painting, and Leng Yue also stopped coughing and playing the piano.

"Come and see how I painted, but I painted your peerless face. Jiang Chen shouted at Leng Yue.

The guqin in the hand of the cold moon came to Jiang Chen's side, and a unique fragrance also wafted in.

"Jiang Chen, you are too powerful, too similar. Tilt Lengyue looked at the painting without blinking and exclaimed.

"The most difficult thing in painting is to create a spirit, just like a refining tool, everything has a spirit, and we need to guide and create. Jiang Chen said flatly.

"Painting is born because of you, and it should only be guided by a part of your body, to create a spirit. ”

"You still need a trace of cold moon and your hair, and then you are using your own spiritual power to convey it into the painting, and the simple creation of the spirit is completed. ”

Listening to Jiang Chen's words, Tilt Lengyue also tore off her hair casually, and then transferred it to the painting with spiritual power.

At this time, a painting without any color has become more and more realistic, and at the same time, Jiang Chen also channeled all the spiritual power in the black spirit ore into the painting.

The picture disappeared, and what appeared in front of them was a dynamic woman, playing the piano, very elegant, but in a moment it became a painting again.

"Why did she exist for such a short time?" asked Leng Yue regretfully.

"Because after all, there are limited materials that are not enough to support them, and I haven't found a better material to replace them. Jiang Chen also said with a little regret.

"The art of painting pays attention to the state of mind and the environment. All brushwork, modeling, conception, discipline, artistic conception, taste, style, beauty, etc. are all reactions of the state of mind, and the painting environment is the direct embodiment of the state of mind. ”

"The state is the sum of the state of mind, the mood, the mind, the mood, the mind, the mind, the mind, the mind, the mind, the mind, the mind, ”

"The state of mind is the source of all things and the foundation of living beings, so that all things can be created and decay can be turned into magic. All things return to the heart, and the heart encompasses all things. ”

Jiang Chen said to the cold moon.

"Leng Yue, do you want to try it? Jiang Chen said to the cold moon.

"You just draw something simple abstract, three-dimensional. ”

"Abstract?three-dimensional?" Tilt Lengyue asked with some puzzlement.

"Do you see your guqin? Jiang Chen explained.

"But......" Dump Lengyue didn't know where to start, and said in a bit of a panic.

"That's it. Jiang Chen said, standing behind her, picked up her jade hand, and followed the trajectory of Jiang Chen's arm.

Tian Lengyue's face was slightly red, very nervous, and her breathing was a little short.

Jiang Chen's unique masculine aura came to her, making her inexplicable.

"When you are just starting out, you can draw according to your heart, paint a picture of yourself in your mind. Jiang Chen whispered in her ear.

Dumping Lengyue had never thought of having such close contact with a strange man, which made her very uncomfortable, but when she looked at Jiang Chen's appearance without a trace of evil thoughts, she knew that she was thinking too much.

At this time, they are like a fairy couple.

"Eh, that, how offended! I didn't mean to? I just ......" Jiang Chen reacted and said with a little stammering.

"It's okay, Leng Yue needs more of you, teach me painting skills with your heart!" said Leng Yue with a smile.

"I don't mind, you don't have to take it personally. ”

However, at this moment, an abrupt voice interrupted them.

"Young master, there is a monk who asks to see him, and he said that the things you explained have been done, and they are waiting for you to go over and test. The guard said to Jiang Chen.

"Okay, I'll go over right away," Jiang Chen replied.

"Leng Yue, let's stop here today!" Jiang Chen said to Leng Yue.

"Good ......," Dump Lengyue also smiled.

"There is still a lingering fragrance in my hands. Jiang Chen didn't dare to look at the cold moon, and muttered to himself in his heart.

The two went side by side......