The main peak where the Alchemy Hall of Tianyun Sect is located is beautiful, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and there is softness in the magnificence, which makes people inevitably forget to return. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe peaks here are generally very tall, and the shortest ones are thousands of feet high!

Less than two hundred zhang north of the Alchemy Hall, here is a cliff, lush trees, birds singing and fragrant flowers.

Beasts and birds have made their home here, and it seems that this is a paradise for them. The large birds and beasts in the Tianyun Sect's site have long been banished, and the rest are some weak creatures.

In the middle of the forest, a place full of wildflowers and colorful butterflies, Duan Wuya stared at a dwarf tree with all his body, then lowered his head, held a pen in one hand, and kept waving the pen on a piece of white paper.

In front of Duan Wuya, there were no less than a hundred pieces of paper crumpled or unrecognizable.

Ge Lao stood not far away, looking at Duan Wuya with a smile on his face, and nodded from time to time, seemingly very satisfied.

At this time, it had been half a month since Ge Lao taught Duan Wuya Painting. Almost all of this half a month Duan Wuya is spent here, getting close to nature every day, experiencing the natural customs, and of course, there is also a task in the body, which is to completely depict the low trees not far in front of Duan Wuya.

Only when you really pick up the pen can you appreciate the greatness of Master Danqing. In the past half a month, he has been denied countless times by Ge Lao, depicted again and again, denied again and again, and was crumpled into a ball by Ge Lao's paintings, or threw aside with disdain, Duan Wuya was very touched.

was originally ambitious to learn painting, but now Duan Wuya has doubts about himself.

"Teacher!"

Duan Wuya stopped writing, raised his eyes to look at Ge Lao not far away, and called out softly.

Ge Lao walked in front of Duan Wuya, picked up Duan Wuya's painting, didn't even look at it, and directly crumpled it into a ball.

"Redraw!"

The simple two words made Duan Wuya's face change, and he felt a little angry in his heart.

Every time, I don't look at it, and I deny it directly, is this hitting people or playing with people?

"Whew... Good!"

Duan Wuya exhaled heavily, sat heavily on the ground, and the anger in his eyes gradually subsided.

Lao Tzu is still with you, isn't it just to draw a picture, Lao Tzu really doesn't believe in this evil, and he can't paint a picture!

"Hey, don't be unconvinced, painting emphasizes the mood and artistic conception, stresses the integration of oneself into the painting, oneself is painting, painting is oneself!

Ge Lao sneered and gradually walked away, but Duan Wuya was stunned in place.

After pondering Ge Lao's words repeatedly, Duan Wuya was a little ashamed. At the beginning, Duan Wuya was very serious, but as he was denied by Ge Lao more and more times, Duan Wuya's heart began to fluctuate, and it was difficult to calm down again, most of them were fighting with Ge Lao, and they were able to persevere, completely because of their own stubbornness.

"Painting must first be calm, the mind can be quiet, the painting is a dead thing, but your painting must become a living thing!"

Ge Lao's words came again, and Duan Wuya smiled bitterly.

Painting dead things into living things, except for the pen in the hand of Ma Liang, who has the ability?

Well, it seems that the highest realm of painting seems to be even more powerful than the magic brush Ma Liang!

"You are painting, painting is yourself, painting is a dead thing, but painting is a living thing!"

Duan Wuya seemed to have something in his heart, all kinds of emotions in his heart, all kinds of thoughts in his heart, slowly faded. Duan Wuya's eyes were closed, carefully comprehending the changes in the airflow around him, and comprehending every movement of the flowers and trees.

Yuan Shen unknowingly, he was spread out by Duan Wuya, the way of Yuan Shen is the way of the soul, the moment Duan Wuya spread out the Yuan Shen, the world seemed to have been frozen.

The wind is still the wind, the tree is still the tree, the wind no longer seems to be the wind, and the tree no longer seems to be the tree, which is very contradictory, but it seems to carry enlightenment.

I have a primordial spirit, and I can understand nature very well, and nature is the Tao!

Painting is also the way, why not use the original spirit to paint?

Yuan Shen left everything behind, wrapped the entire tree, leaving a piece of mind, controlling the pen, Duan Wuya put his hands on his knees, and seemed to be in a state of concentration.

Yuan Shen carefully observed every part of the trees, even the dust on the leaves, and Duan Wuya did not let go. At this moment, Duan Wuya could intuitively feel that the tree that could be wrapped in his own primordial spirit seemed to be breathing!

The pen controlled by Genshin also began to slowly slide on the paper with Genshin's subtle observations. With one stroke, the place where the original god observed, the place where the original god passed, was completely drawn on the paper.

This scene was very weird, Duan Wuya's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were on his knees. And in front of the boundless, a piece of paper and a pen floated quietly. It seems that the mysterious power is holding the paper and controlling the paintbrush, and a complete tree trunk has jumped onto the paper!

Looking down from above, on the paper in front of Duan Wuya, the clearly recognizable tree trunk is completely consistent with the tree trunk not far away, without the slightest deviation!

Not far away, Ge Lao looked at Duan Wuya in amazement, with tears in his eyes. Ge Lao's lips trembled and he whispered to himself: "This is a divine talent, no, it is even stronger than a divine talent!"

Ge Lao raised his head and let the tears slide down: "God has eyes, the Ge family paints the way, and there is a successor!"

The situation on Ge Lao's side, Duan Wuya didn't know, and he didn't have time to watch. Now Duan Wuya's entire body and mind are immersed in a wonderful realization.

The wind is alive, the sun is alive!

The invisible wind and invisible light were also unconsciously drawn on the paper by Duan Wuya.

Whenever the wind blows, every ray of sunlight shines, Duan Wuya can clearly feel that this tree is cheering, jumping and singing!

The wind shook the leaves, making a slight sound, and the sunlight shone on it, and every cell of the leaves worked in a circle.

A trace of energy is converted into nutrients, absorbed by the leaves, digested, and turned into infinite vitality!

Duan Wuya was moved, and a tear slowly slipped out of Duan Wuya's eyes.

That's life!

The reverence for life has baptized Duan Wuyan's soul of the primordial spirit!

Ge Lao in the distance, his face was originally relieved and moved, but when he saw the tear that slipped from the corner of Duan Wuya's eyes, his face changed greatly, revealing a touch of horror.

"Tears of the Ancestors!"

Ge Lao's heart set off a stormy wave, painting the tears of the ancestors!

When did this kid's realm become so profound?

Elder Gao immediately had a kind of fanaticism, a kind of surprise, and a lot of emotion on his face.

This is the hope! The hope of the Ge family!

No, it's the hope of the whole painting!

In Ge Lao's ecstatic eyes, the painting in front of Duan Wuya seemed to emit a trace of light, and slowly fell into Duan Wuya's hands. And the suspended pen, at this moment, turned into fly ash and dissipated with the wind.

"It's really the realm of painting ancestors! Painting is a millilight, and the world is on paper. A piece of paper and a pen, all worlds are crazy for me!"

Ge Lao pinched his thigh fiercely, and the pain in his leg made Ge Lao know that he was not dreaming, it was true!

"Teacher!"

Duan Wuya opened his eyes, his eyes were very clear, just like an ordinary person, Duan Wuya's eyes were full of cleanliness.

The realization just now was a baptism of life for Duan Wuya, and Duan Wuya clearly felt the essence of life!

Although the strength and Yuan Shen did not improve, Duan Wuya was not disappointed, and the harvest this time was more gratifying than breaking through to the God Body Realm.

Opening his eyes and looking at the painting in front of him, Duan Wuya couldn't believe his eyes. It's just a gray-black ink, but the painting is the same color as the trees not far away!

Yes, without the slightest deviation!

A few days ago, Duan Wuya saw Ge Lao's painting, and the peaks he painted were also colorful!

Duan Wuya was not surprised by such a magical scene, when the realm arrived, something was created out of nothing, and it was just a change between thoughts!

With confidence, Duan Wuya shouted softly. Duan Wuya knew that Ge Lao would not go far, and he would definitely watch him from a short distance.

Sure enough, before Duan Wuya's voice fell, Ge Lao had already appeared in front of Duan Wuya.

"Painted?"

Ge Lao looked disappreciative, his hands behind his back, and his eyes looked at Duan Wuya very indifferently.

"It's done. ”

Duan Wuya handed the painting to Ge Lao's hands with both hands, hanging his hands, waiting for Ge Lao's decision.

Duan Wuya, who was hanging his hands and lowering his eyelids, didn't see that Ge Lao took the hand of the painting, trembling very much.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Duan Wuya's painting, Ge Lao's heart jumped.

The painting is a dead thing, but Ge Lao can clearly feel the wind from the painting, the sunlight he feels, and even the slight shaking of the trees, and the joy and joy that has been fully reflected on the paper!

"Whoa......

A gust of wind blew, and the trees in the distance shook, and Ge Lao was in a trance, as if he saw the trees on the picture, and when the trees in the distance were shaking, they were also shaking gently. There seems to be a sound of leaves in the painting!

The hand holding the painting trembled even more, Ge Lao raised his eyes to look at the trees in the distance, and then at the trees on the screen, and finally believed that this was not an illusion.

Ge Lao's hand kept shaking, and it seemed to have a tendency to accelerate.

Flipping the painting, Ge Lao felt that when he flipped the painting, the trees in the painting were shaking slightly, Ge Lao hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the trees in the distance, and was stunned.

As the picture shakes, the trees in the distance are also shaking, and just now, it was not the wind that caused the trees outside to shake. It's the shaking of the trees in the picture that causes the shaking of the trees outside!

This... Is it the realm of painting ancestors? Ge Lao guessed in his heart.

After living for countless years, this is the first time Ge Lao has seen such a strange thing, even if it is a legend, there is no such legend!

Painting the ancestral realm is just a record in the historical books.

What is that boundlessness?

said that it was the realm of painting ancestors, but Duan Wuya only learned the way of painting for half a month, and the first realm of painting was completed.

It is said that he has just started, but Duan Wuya everywhere reflects the vision of painting ancestors!

This... Ge Lao was a little speechless, in such a situation now, how should he teach?

This demon will really give people problems!

"Teacher!"

After not seeing Ge Lao speak for a long time, and without any movement, Duan Wuya raised his head in confusion.

Anyway, there has to be an explanation, right?

When he looked up, Duan Wuya saw Ge Lao's embarrassed expression.

The moment Duan Wuya raised his head, it happened to be Ge Lao weighing in his heart how to teach Duan Wuya, and when he was in trouble, he happened to be seen by Duan Wuya.

"This painting is barely qualified!"

Leaving these words, Ge Lao disappeared directly, leaving Duan Wuya, who was confused, thinking about Ge Lao's words repeatedly.

How did Duan Wuya know, Ge Lao hadn't figured out how to evaluate this painting yet, otherwise Duan Wuya would definitely look disdainful and give a little thumbs up at this old man, and his fingers were upturned downward.

"Teacher, barely qualified, are you qualified, what should I do next?"

Duan Wuya's body method unfolded, chasing the direction of Ge Lao's departure.

"Boy, you wait a few days. The old man is going to retreat for a while!" )