Outside the Wave Courtyard looks very desolate.

There are no flowers or plants, just towering trees.

These trees grow very luxuriantly, but they add a sense of desertion to the place.

On the edge of the fence near the corner gate is a row of low houses. Apparently for the next person to live in. Moreover, it is for those who are of lower status to live.

Shrouded in large trees, there is a road paved with stone slabs.

The slate looks very old, and moss grows in many places.

Obviously, there are very few people who take this path on weekdays.

Everything looked a little tattered and deserted.

He Yi took Yuan Yuan into the Wave Courtyard.

The Wave Courtyard is very cramped, and there is only one entrance.

Whether it is from the doors and windows, or from the walls, it can be seen that this yard is very dilapidated and has not been well cared for for a long time.

Facing the courtyard gate are three main rooms. To the west of the main house are two wings, and to the east is a kitchen.

As soon as He Yi walked into the courtyard, he shouted, "Master, oh, second master, second master, Yuan Gongzi is here to visit you." ”

I saw a door in the main room open, and He Pingyong walked out.

Yuan Yuan couldn't help but sigh a little when he saw He Pingyong.

Although the clothes He Pingyong was wearing were very casual, and his face didn't look much different, it was obvious that he was in very good spirits.

The whole person has a flying breath and a smile on his face, less dull in the sun, and more free and easy.

Yuan Yuan was suddenly surprised.

He didn't expect to see such a He mediocrity.

Especially before just now, what I saw and heard seemed to point out that He Pingyong was not so good.

He Pingyong was also very surprised when he saw Yuan Yuan, "Yuan Yuan, why are you here?"

Yuan Yuan hurriedly replied, "Dean He." Dean Xu recommended me to study at Tai'a's Shangpin Painting Academy, and I came. ”

He Pingyong nodded, "Okay, okay, okay...... I didn't expect Xu Yude's old man to appreciate you so much. Come to think of it, he also made a lot of determination to recommend you to Tai'a. After all, who wouldn't want to teach a child like you. ”

"Alright, let's sit in the house. ”

As he spoke, He Pingyong made a gesture of please.

Yuan Yuan followed He Pingyong into the house.

This is clearly He Pingyong's studio. The house is spacious though. But there was no furniture.

On the side near the window, two easels are placed, on which there are still unfinished paintings.

On both sides of the wall, a large table is placed on one side, which is supposed to be a place for drawing runes, freehand paintings, and gongbi paintings.

On the other side, there is a small desk with two chairs next to it.

He Pingyong invited Yuan Yuan to sit down on the chair. Then he instructed He Yi, who followed up, "Ah Yi, go cook some tea." ”

He Yi's face showed embarrassment, "Second master." A few days ago, the tea had run out. I went to the steward yesterday and didn't get any tea. I didn't even get the cheapest tea bricks. I wanted to buy some tea today, but it took too long to buy groceries. So, I didn't go to buy tea. ”

He Pingyong's face also showed a hint of embarrassment, "Oh. I forgot about it......"

Yuan Yuan hurriedly said, "Dean He, I won't drink tea." Just give me a glass of warm water. ”

He Yi hurriedly said, "Yuan Gongzi, please wait a moment, I'll pour boiling water for you." ”

Yuan Yuan couldn't help frowning again, the second master of the dignified He family, the teacher of the Tai'a Shangpin Painting Academy, didn't even have tea leaves for hospitality.

It can be imagined what kind of life He Pingyong lived here.

Therefore, Yuan Yuan was even more puzzled, why He Pingyong still looked so radiant.

Is he enjoying his misery? Or is he really enjoying it?

Yuan Yuan finally asked, "Dean He, life here is too hard, and there is not even a subordinate who does rough work." You, how do you ......?"

He Pingyong smiled, "How do I look like I'm in such a good state of mind, right?"

Yuan Yuan nodded.

He Pingyong's face was calm, and he said softly, "Although life here is a little harder, fortunately, it is located in a remote area, and no one comes to disturb it. In the past, in addition to substitute teaching, I was cultivating, and I lived very comfortably. ”

"And, thank you for your Holy Soul Elixir for replenishing my soul. I'm cultivating now, and I'm getting twice the result with half the effort, and I'm making very rapid progress. Arrogantly speaking, I hope to hit the realm of painting in 40 years. ”

Yuan Yuan listened and was stunned.

After listening to He Pingyong's words, he felt that he was too narrow-minded.

Obviously, his cultivation was progressing rapidly, and He Pingyong was in a very good mood and enjoyed his current life very much.

And He Pingyong said that he was expected to impact the realm of painting in forty years, which shocked Yuan Yuan even more.

He Pingyong meant that within forty years, he would be able to cultivate enough 100,000 Dao Painting Yuan, and then begin to impact the realm of the Painting Sect.

At that time, He Pingyong was only a little more than a hundred years old, so to speak, this speed was very fast, very fast, very, very fast.

No wonder He Pingyong can enjoy it like this.

He Pingyong continued, "My family's ancestor gave me a spiritual painting of the seventh-order auxiliary cultivation painting ......."

Yuan Yuan was stunned.

No wonder He Pingyong is so confident. He was not badly talented. The reason why his cultivation speed was so slow was because of the defects of his divine soul.

Now that he has completed his divine soul and obtained the spirit painting of the seventh-order auxiliary cultivation painting element, how can he not cultivate quickly.

What Yuan Yuan didn't know was that although He Pingyong was a descendant of the He family, he was born with a defective soul, so he was not valued by the He family.

It stands to reason that in a super family like the He family, after the children of the descendants reach the age of age, they will be given the spirit painting of the sixth-order auxiliary cultivation painting element.

He Pingdan has had a sixth-order spiritual painting to assist in cultivating the painting yuan since he was a child.

However, He Pingyong had never possessed a sixth-order spirit painting to assist in cultivating the element.

He Pingyong was not loved by his father, and his grandfather He Qian, the ancestor of the He family, did not attach much importance to him.

Even, He Pingyong hadn't even seen He Qian's face a few times.

And He Pingyong's mother, although she wants to fight for something for her son, has little strength and has no choice.

So. He Pingyong was able to achieve the realm of a painter, all of which he had cultivated hard step by step.

Because of his soul defects, because of his lack of cultivation resources when he was a child, his path was extremely hard.

And this time, the realm of the achievement painter has returned, and what is even more gratifying is that he has also made up for the defects of the divine soul.

He Wangshui was still cold and indifferent to him.

However, his grandfather, He Qian, saw him alone.

See He Pingyong. He Qian was also very surprised.

He Pingyong is over 70 years old, and stepping into the realm of a painter is nothing. But he was in very good spirits. Moreover, there is a spirit of perseverance in his bones.

Seeing that He Pingyong was able to withstand the pressure alone and achieve the realm of a painter without the support of his family, he was still in the condition that his soul was defective.

It can be imagined how tenacious He Pingyong's will is and how hard it is to cultivate.

In fact. Regarding He Pingyong's situation, He Qian knew very clearly.

After all, He Qian is a strong man in the realm of painting, and he has a strong personality. Nothing at home could hide from him.

In the past, he turned a blind eye to He Pingyong's situation and closed his eyes, just because He Pingyong's soul was flawed. It's not destined to achieve great things, so I don't care much about it.

That's how the extended family is. There are many children and grandchildren, and the relationship between the elders and the younger generation is indifferent. Only those children and grandchildren who can be important to the family inheritance can be valued by their elders.

However, now, He Pingyong's soul defects have been completed, and he is still such a strong-willed person, He Qian has begun to value this grandson.

Then, He Qian gave He Pingyong a spiritual painting of the seventh-order auxiliary cultivation painting element.

The seventh-order auxiliary cultivation painting of the painting yuan did not even have He Pingyong's father, He Wangshui.

He Wangshui's cultivation painting is still the spirit painting of the sixth-order auxiliary cultivation painting element.

Of course, He Qian's gift of the seventh-order spirit painting may not have the meaning of compensating for He Ping's mediocrity.

He Qian gave the spirit painting of the seventh-order auxiliary cultivation painting yuan, and He Qian asked He Pingyong to keep it a secret and not to tell others about this matter.

He Pingyong was also very tight-lipped, and no one in the He family knew that He Qian gave him a seventh-order spirit painting.

The results of his cultivation in recent months made He Pingyong happy and excited.

Therefore, even if he was still not valued by other family members, and even harassed by some subordinates, He Pingyong didn't care.

And at this time, Yuan Yuan also understood why He Pingyong was so indifferent to foreign objects.

For a cultivator and a painter, there is nothing more gratifying than having achieved success.

By now, Yuan Yuan had finally calmed down, and he was deeply happy for He Pingyong.

"Don't talk about this matter, my ancestor will be unhappy. And it's not good to be known by other family members. He Pingyong instructed Yuan Yuan.

If it weren't for seeing the worry on Yuan Yuan's face, He Pingyong wouldn't have spoken out about it.

Yuan Yuan nodded, "Dean He, don't worry, I won't tell others more." ”

Then, He Pingyong asked about Yuan Yuan's affairs in the Qingyang Luoshui Painting Institute.

Yuan Yuan also elaborated.

Hearing that Yuan Yuan had actually ascended to the ninth floor of the Color Discrimination Tower, He Pingyong was also surprised.

But thinking about it, he was relieved again. Yuan Yuan's talent is good, which he has always known. If Yuan Yuan couldn't climb the ninth floor of the Color Discrimination Tower, then no one would be able to climb it.

He Yi quickly brought two glasses of warm water. One cup for He Pingyong, one cup for Yuan Yuan.

Yuan Yuan took a sip. Although it is plain water, the taste is still very sweet.

Seeing Yuan Yuan, He Pingyong was drinking water, and He Yi told He Pingyong about Yuan Yuan's visit with a name card just now, but he was rejected by Menzi.

He Pingyong's face showed a hint of surprise, and then calmed down.

"Yuan Yuan, when he came to me later, he came in through this corner gate. Give the doorkeeper a little silver, and he'll let you in. ”

"Yes, Dean He, I see. ”

"Don't call me Dean in the future, after all, I'm not the Dean now. In a month, you're going to go to the Shanghai Painting Academy, and I'll be your teacher. You can just call me Teacher He. ”

"Yes, Dean He...... , No, Mr. He. ”

He Pingyong smiled and nodded. (To be continued.) )