The inauguration ceremony of the master of the courtyard is not difficult, it is just a matter of producing a work of art that satisfies the "gods".

But the hardware premise of the second-order gardener's subclass, which requires a list of a large number of career requirements, is really exaggerated.

Lu Ping'an asked, this needs to reach a very high level of "gardener" and "scholar", it needs spatial ability, and it also needs a certain artistic level.

The normal second order actually only needs the accumulation and foundation of a single profession, and what the master of the atrium needs is actually the accumulation of "three professions".

However, the high requirements mean that this professional ability is a composite product of "multiple ways" and "multiple professions", which means that it has a high demand and high ceiling for its own professional skills and professional abilities.

"The foundation is far away, and this profession requires so much...... Hopefully, don't let me down. ”

Along the way, Lu Ping'an prepared a lot, and finally gathered all the accessories at this time.

Finally, it's time to complete the advanced ritual.

Things were all in place before, and now they're just put on the table.

The first thing to hang up was a small painting, which was the "statue of God" that Senior Brother Guan helped him get, and it was also a witness to the ceremony.

It is a fairly simple ink painting, with free and easy brushwork, splashed ink-like freehand, outlining the mountains and mountains.

The beautiful water, the magnificent mountains, the boundless green, and the ethereal fairy spirit between the clouds and mist, the minimalist brushwork is impressive.

It's just that when Lu Ping'an got the painting, he looked at it for a long time and only asked.

"This is the statue of the immortal in the pavilion? But the question is, the immortals? ”

"In the pavilion."

Oh, in the pavilion? So you can't see the immortals clearly?

"Oh, what about the pavilion?"

"On the bridge, by the lake."

“...... What about bridges? What about the lake? ”

"The bridge is under the stacked mountains, and the lake is at the source of the water"

"Yamashita? I only saw the top of the mountain......... Forget it, when I didn't ask, this is freehand painting? It's a ..... of consciousness."

When he got this portrait, Lu Ping'an really thought it was Senior Brother Guan joking.

But later it was discovered that this is also the practice of this "pavilion immortal", and its portraits and statues cannot be found in its body.

What is this taboo, or is it some quirk?

"Don't think about it, don't understand it, art gods, the more you try to find a logic for it, the faster you go crazy. Just feel it. Senior Brother Shen said this, but fortunately, the ceremony itself was quite simple.

Lu Ping'an took a deep breath and took out an oil painting, which was the most satisfying work he had these days.

It was a graffiti-like landscape, and the whole world was only black, white, red, and gold.

Black, is a living person, or a dead ghost.

White, is white.

Red, tears and blood, and the boundless sea.

Gold is the only light in the composition, and it is the salvation from top to bottom.

"Redemption" is the name of this painting, but Lu Ping'an prefers the less noble name - "alive".

The black demon dream of hell fights for the golden thread of salvation, trying to escape from the blood-stained boundless hell.

The golden threads were crawling all kinds of black, and unlucky people were constantly kicked down.

They are fighting for the possibility of "salvation", just like the wicked people who were redeemed by spider silk in Buddhist stories.

But at the end of the line, those "survivors" who have worked hard to come up, crying helplessly, a lot of red oozing from their eyes.

The redeemed heaven seems to be white...... But in fact, only "white" has turned into life, and black has turned into "blank", and it is still a purgatory of cannibalism.

A large number of whites are fighting for the golden shackles, trying to escape back to hell.

Black and white, fighting each other over the golden redemption, trying to fight for their own way, to hell in each other's eyes.

Salvation, two-way reincarnation, boundless hell.

To live is to be all, and in this world, there is no heaven and no salvation.

Hell, heaven, earth, what's the difference?

There is no doubt that the malice and irony in this painting are overflowing, and Lu Ping'an himself doesn't know when he painted it.

But since I came out, I'm quite satisfied, so I'll use it to hand in my homework.

Lu Ping'an put the painting in front of the portrait and, according to the requirements of the ceremony, lit seven candles arranged according to the seven stars.

"Heaven and earth, spirits, gods, ghosts, and immortals, all of them are born by faces. There are immortals in the White Sea, and its name is hidden, Yun Taiji, Si Xuanhua, detaining mountains and seas, and falling in the spring and autumn ......."

After bowing to the gods, Lu Ping'an recited the prayer of the god in a low voice.

The faster he thought, the more he silently wondered, he fell into a trance.

He looked at the portrait on the wall, inexplicably confused, and the world in the painting seemed to be getting closer and clearer.

The mountains passed, and I turned one mountain after another, and saw the secret realm among the mountains.

It is a small world in the mountains, with lakes and water, and small stone pavilions near the lake.

The field of vision was narrowed again, from the reverse to the front, from the distance to the approach, Lu Ping'an saw the front of the pavilion, the side by the lake.

There, there was an old man in a cloak, who was fishing while warming wine.

He suddenly looked up, as if sensing that someone was looking at him, and pointed his hand directly into the void......

The next moment, Lu Ping'an's painting fell into his hands, he only glanced at it, and seemed to nod with satisfaction, he seemed to be smiling......

Lu Ping'an tried to look closer and closer, but when he got close enough, he didn't see anything.

It was nothingness, where the human head should be under the cloak, a black hole, an inexpressible object that absorbed light.

The one that stretched out was the hand, and it was clearly ..... What is it? Lu Ping'an found himself unable to express it!

And the strangest thing is that it is indeed the void where the eyes are supposed to be, and it seems to be attracted to itself........

"Road is safe!" The scream of the big cat woke Lu Ping'an suddenly.

"The brushwork is the same as that of a dog, but it's interesting, it's very interesting." The whisper of thunder chased after him, making Lu Ping'an dizzy.

【Ding, congratulations to the host......】

Before Lu Ping'an had time to check, everything in front of him had been completely distorted, the sky was the sea, the sea was the earth, the mountains were the wind, the wind was the water, and the edges of the elements and rules were all distorted.

The violent stun hit him directly, and when he accidentally crossed the line, he encountered the corrosion of powerful pollution, but the next moment, those pollution became orderly again.

Under the track of the "gods", Lu Ping'an began to move towards the second-order directional transformation.

In the infinite sludge, the young man sat cross-legged, his eyes flickering, sometimes dim and turbid, sometimes rational and calm, strange reincarnation.

And the cubicles, which were so close, were as if nothing had happened.

And this time "sleep", or metamorphosis, completely baptized his body, he was dissolving and reorganizing, the body of all souls became his cornerstone, and when everything faded, he had completely completed the qualitative change.

At this time, he had come to his senses, and although his body was still unable to move, he was secretly glad that he was still alive.

After two hours of struggle, Lu Ping'an always suspected that he had lost his mind...... He knew that in the middle of the advancement, for safety, it was best to keep his sanity online the whole time.

"Doesn't it mean that this kind of high-risk advancement will only appear after the third order?" There is a risk of dying and turning into a monster in Tier 2, but it stands to reason that Tier 2 is not enough.

But obviously, Lu Ping'an's "hidden way" is a little different.

His ritual process seems ordinary, but Lu Ping'an always feels as if something has gone wrong.

At this time, Lu Ping'an had time to check the series of system prompts.

Just the beginning, it made him laugh with satisfaction.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully advancing to the Palm Atrium Master (Tier 2 Gardener).] 】

[Comments on the entry work (Tingzhongxian virtual personality): The technique is unqualified, the freehand is qualified, and the comprehensive is barely qualified, looking forward to your future works, but you'd better take a regular look at the psychiatry next door, and a healthy body and mind can have a healthy work...... Of course, it's okay not to go, and I'm looking forward to your work of giving up treatment. 】

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