Liu Chengfeng put his two fingers together, one finger is the pen, and the other finger is the knife. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Brush into ink painting landscapes!

The knife opens the yin and yang to split the Tai Chi!

Suddenly, the yin and yang Taiji fish has been turned into two, one of the tail was cut by the knife light, not splashed with blood, but scattered into the sky of ink, encompassed by Liu Chengfeng's finger pen.

Seeing the Yin Yang Taiji fish body that had lost its tail, it was like a ship that had lost the guidance of the compass, confused and at a loss.

The mouth of the fish, which was originally expanding rapidly and wanted to swallow Liu Chengfeng in one gulp, was like being filled with a boulder, and it couldn't be swallowed for a long time.

Liu Chengfeng smiled indifferently, the knife light reappeared, and through the fish's mouth, the entire Yin and Yang Taiji fish body was cut into a totem texture, and then the void was used as a wall to synthesize a new mural.

The mural is just beginning, countless lines are scattered, the mountain is not the mountain, the water is not the water, the tree is not the tree, the person is not the person, a blurred scene.

However, after Liu Chengfeng's other finger pen used spiritual power as a guide, wrapped around the lines, and resketched them in his own way, all the scenes became vivid.

From left to right, there are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, Jade Emperors, King Tao, King Kong, ghosts, gods, Arhats, Fengyun, dragons and tigers, figures in the world, landscapes of the whole territory, flowers, bamboos, feathers, wild animals, human animals, boundary painting platforms, cultivation and weaving, carved green and inlaid green.

Another piece of snow-white rice paper fell from the sky, spread out, and shrouded the mural.

Liu Chengfeng blends ink with one finger, and transports ink with five colors, initial coke, second thick, second heavy, later light, and last green.

Mountains and rivers become flowers and birds.

He looked at the sky and smiled, and the fingerprints on his hand moved like a whirlpool, turning the water halo ink seal into lapis lazurite green, and applying a few places of green on the basis of the previous ink light color to add vitality.

The fingerprints moved again, and the green had become golden.

His finger bones sounded gently, and the color of gold and blue constituted Caixia, which blended into the green landscape, making it more muddy and gold, and then hooked and dyed the mountain outline, stone grain, slope foot, sand spit, Caixia, official room, pavilion and other things.

After the thing is completed, it is the person.

There are others as well as one's own body.

His index fingernails and rice paper lightly hooked, wiped beside the thin lines of flowers and birds, and finally fell between the mountains and rivers, at first is used, and then the side is used, adding wicker flowing water when his little finger and ring finger poke out, dip in ink straight down, form a freehand place, he simply strokes the back of the palm into a painting, the whole process is just a few breaths, but it is more than a thousand strokes, and there is no place that does not appear to be the heart and hand corresponding, it is natural, natural.

When the loose ink stops, the wicker hangs down between the small bridge and the flowing water, and the four figures are clearly visible.

A plain woman reached out with her jade hand, holding a piece of wicker in the palm of her hand, which was not folded, and the place where she looked was gurgling water.

Above the flowing water, a light boat slowly approached the shore, and three people stood on the boat.

Two men and one woman.

The woman's dress is moon-white, static and safe, and between her eyebrows and eyes is seven or eight points similar to the plain woman in the willow dress, but there is an extra point of "the avenue Hengjiang is artesian", quiet but not weak.

To her left was a burly man with a black knife on his back, as if he was coming from the Iron Rope Pass, and his momentum was no less powerful than that of thousands of troops and horses.

To her right is a man in a green shirt with a gentle smile and an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

He looked at her from the flowing boat.

She looked at him under the green willow silk.

Silence relatively.

Silence wins but there is sound.

Liu Chengfeng suddenly stopped writing and stopped painting.

He also had many opportunities to render the painting with more ink or to create a better ending.

But he didn't think that made sense, and he didn't want to deceive himself anymore.

There are some things that have been done and cannot be changed.

Some people, if they miss it, they miss it, and they can't get it back.

This scene is beautiful enough, because it exists in both hope and reality.

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The mural paper painting is all completed.

Yin and Yang Taiji are scattered.

One for one left.

Liu Chengfeng is appreciating the painting.

Yu Xiejia is watching the sky.

The two masters of the Demon Gate, who had made a covenant of three moves, seemed to have extinguished the flames of war after two moves, shook hands and made peace, and each did their own thing.

But the smell in the air reminded the two of them from time to time that the matter was not over yet.

"What's so nice about a painting that is hard to realize?"

Yu Xiejia was still watching the sky, but that didn't mean he couldn't notice Liu Chengfeng's actions, and it didn't mean that he couldn't talk to him.

Liu Chengfeng looked at him without moving, and asked rhetorically: "A broken yarrow, what is there to wait for?"

Yu Xiejia said: "Not all broken things are inferior to complete things, for example, if someone takes a broken diamond and a complete piece of iron for you to choose, you will definitely choose the former, not the latter." I waited for it because it was the key to my attainment of enlightenment in a short period of time. ”

Liu Chengfeng immediately said: "Not all paintings that come from hope cannot become reality, just like a person who carefully drew the appearance of a girl on paper through the ideas in his mind when he was a child, and when he grew up, he really met the girl who was similar to the painting." Time can change a lot of things invisibly, some changes are good, some changes are bad, and what people expect may not be exactly the same as the original idea, but as long as they can be approached, it can be called happiness and satisfaction. I look at it because there is still hope in my heart. ”

Yu Xiejia smiled and asked, "Shouldn't what you want in your heart to be to unify the eight major demon sects, let us, the so-called demon path masters, bow down under your command, and let you dispatch you to help you defeat the Qingyun Sword Pavilion and other righteous path forces?"

Liu Chengfeng said: "Those are indeed what I want, but not all. In fact, they only took up a very small part, and it was only because the bulk of my hopes was dashed with the departure of one person that I had to divert the rest of my energy to the small part that remained. ”

Yu Xiejia suddenly fell silent.

He naturally knew who the person Liu Chengfeng was talking about, and he could naturally imagine what it was like to be abandoned by his loved ones.

That should have been an aspect he used to break through Liu Chengfeng's heart.

But now he couldn't bear to mention that woman in front of Liu Chengfeng again.

He began to sympathize with the man.

It's just that no matter how deep his sympathy is, he still hasn't forgotten one truth after all, they are enemies.

Irreconcilable enemies!

"Perhaps, you need a complete way of liberation. After being silent for a long time, Yu Xiejia finally stopped looking at the sky, turned his head and said to Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng chuckled lightly and asked tentatively, "Death?"

Yu Xiejia nodded.

Liu Chengfeng suddenly laughed even louder: "I owe too much to her, I have too much hatred for this world, and incomprehensible reluctance, so I can't die for the time being." Besides, you can't kill me, even if you use that yarrow and have a strength comparable to the Enlightenment Realm in the short term, you can't kill me, because not only are you delaying time to accumulate strength, but I'm also there. Also, the Eight Desolation Magic Orbs are in my hands. ”

Yu Xiejia did not deny what Liu Chengfeng said, but he still said: "I want to give it a try, because I have other means that you don't expect." ”

"Oh?"

Liu Chengfeng pretended to be surprised, but his eyes were full of expectation.

The yarrow finally began to land from a great height.

Yu Xiejia didn't reach out to take it, but swallowed it straight and personally incarnated into a Yin Yang Taiji Fish!

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