Half a month later.

In the courtyard, Ma Qiang, dressed in black, walked back and forth in the academy.

Seven students practiced writing in the courtyard.

It's been like this for half a month, but Ma Qiang doesn't know the way of calligraphy and painting, but Wu Chong has infused him with 'supernatural powers', this so-called supernatural power is actually the power that Wu Chong gave them with his empowerment, they don't understand the principle inside, but they can use it.

"Top calligraphy and painting, you must infuse your emotions into it, otherwise you can only stay at the level of 'form' for the rest of your life, and you will never understand 'meaning'!"

Ma Qiang walked over to the youngest boy and stopped.

Wang Tong, who was painting snakes, shook his hands, and a painting that had not yet been completed was immediately scrapped.

But even if it was scrapped, he didn't dare to stop, in the past half a month, they had seen Ma Qiang's murderous side, and they all called him Ma Lao Mo in private.

Boom!

Ma Qiang picked up the ink bottle next to him and flipped it over.

The pitch-black ink spread down the paper, soaking most of the paper. This made Wang Tong, who originally wanted to forcibly finish the painting, stunned all of a sudden.

"Go on!"

Ma Qiang knocked on the table.

"How are you going to let me draw?"

Wang Tong said angrily, and he couldn't hold back the emotions on his little face.

When he was in Shusheng Mountain, he was the heart and soul of several old men, and the brothers and sisters also took good care of him, how could he get here every day by the bird spirit of this old demon, and the most important thing is that he felt that he had not learned anything in the past half a month.

"Look!"

Ma Qiang grabbed the brush with his hand.

He had never studied calligraphy and painting, and the posture of holding the pen was not right.

Wang Tong and several other students had a hint of disdain in their eyes. Your strength is strong, but in terms of calligraphy and painting, you are still far behind!

"Senior Brother Ma should learn to hold a pen first, and the pen should be held like this."

Wang Zhong and the other six people who were secretly watching behind made sarcastic remarks.

"It's okay to teach Mr. Ma, but the way of calligraphy and painting, let's teach you."

Ma Qiang ignored their taunts, and after picking up the pen, the divine power in his body worked on its own.

Over the years, he has already mastered the supernatural powers given to him by Wu Chong, except for the initial painting, all the subsequent actions are dependent on themselves. For example, the tiger that shocked these students before was a kind of invocation of strength. What he is doing now is just copying the power of knowledge through paper, just like a printer.

Under the pen, the pitch-black ink is channeled into a pitch-black sky.

Below, Wang Tong drew an ordinary python that turned into a small earthworm and was caught in the hand by another eagle. With a few strokes, a sea view map is completed.

As soon as the picture was completed, a fierce aura jumped on the paper.

The few students who did not see the whole process clearly only felt a flower in front of them, and then saw a fierce goshawk fly out of the painting, grabbing their head like a roc. The claws glowing with cold light are like iron claws, and if they are caught this time, the heavenly spirit cover will be lifted.

"Ahh

Several people were so frightened that they wanted to retreat, but as soon as they moved, they felt their bodies immobilized.

Again?

Several students had bitter faces, remembering the scene when they questioned Ma Lao Mo for the first time half a month ago, they were taught a lesson like this last time, but they didn't expect it to be like this this time. This surnamed Ma is too small-minded!

"Don't close your eyes, feel it."

Ma Qiang didn't have the time to play these tricks with them.

The artistic conception of 'supernatural powers' is not his own, for him, every time he moves, what is consumed is his own 'knowledge'. If it weren't for the task assigned by the Lord, he wouldn't have had time to chat with these students here.

"Look closely, what is the difference between your calligraphy and painting?"

After being reminded by Ma Qiang, several people reacted quickly.

They are all genius disciples of the Heavenly Book Sect, and this reaction is still there, even the youngest Wang Tong opened his eyes wide and began to observe the eagle that flew out.

The frozen few people stared at the eagle deadly, and every feather on it seemed to come to life and turn into brushstrokes. The eagle turned into an illusory mist as it flew over their heads, vanishing. The scattered particles fell on them and turned into a force that resembled a 'supernatural power'.

Under the traction of this force, the 'awareness' in the bodies of the seven students also became active.

The changed 'consciousness' has become a mutated force, similar to the power of delusion, and it is close to the calligraphy and painting of this world, which can be regarded as between the virtual and the real.

"It's."

Wang Zhong was the first to react, he quickly returned to his position, looked at the sparrow he had drawn, and raised his pen a few times.

The originally difficult brushstrokes become extremely flexible at this moment.

It's like coming back to life.

Pen down to draw!

'Tsk! ’

A palm-sized sparrow, like the goshawk before it, broke through the paper and surrounded Wang Zhong's side, making a chirping sound.

'I made it!' Meaning 'mood calligraphy and painting!! ”

Wang Zhong was so excited that he stretched out his hand, and the sparrow that had just flown out of the scroll quickly landed on his fingers.

With two feet on his index finger, he began to comb his feathers.

Whether it is the demeanor or the movement, it is the same as real life.

"I see, this is the supernatural power. By incorporating my emotions into my paintings, I can create my own 'supernatural powers'! ”

Wang Zhong couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and sure enough, the choice to go down the mountain and follow the teacher was correct.

He didn't know what the second realm of calligraphy and painting was like, but in his case, the 'meaning' of the second realm of calligraphy and painting was an extension of his emotions. The sparrow that stood on his essence could clearly convey his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, as if he was an incarnation outside his body, which was extraordinarily magical.

"I did it too."

Next to Wang Zhong, another student wrote a big 'sword' character.

This student practiced calligraphy, and the effect was similar to painting.

The moment this sword character was completed, a sword qi flew out of the scroll, cutting off a corner of the inkstone next to it.

The success of the two people immediately mobilized the emotions of all the people in the courtyard.

The remaining five unsuccessful ones also have their own perceptions, and according to the current progress, it will not take three days for these seven students to all step into the second realm of 'meaning'.

"He is worthy of being a genius chosen by the Lord, this understanding."

Ma Qiang looked at the seven excited students in the courtyard, and a trace of envy flashed in his heart.

Know your own business.

Although he also mastered the 'supernatural power', the supernatural power he mastered was given to him by Wu Chong's empowerment, and the upper limit was doomed from the beginning, and he would be beaten back to his original form immediately after leaving Wu Chong. But these students are different, although the source of their strength is also Wu Chong, the driving force is themselves, and the upper limit is completely up to them.

"So I have to work harder."

After suppressing the emotions in his heart and urging the seven students, Ma Qiang turned around and left.

A few days ago, his brothers under his command inquired about a Zhuangzi, which contained a large number of secret books for knowledge and cultivation. The only tricky thing is that this manor is under the name of the Yue family, one of the four great innate families, and the location is also a little far away from the current Jianghuai City, and it takes a lot of time to come and go.

If it was before, Ma Qiang would have weighed the pros and cons, after all, the four innate families were not ordinary in cultivation, and one would lose his life if he was not careful.

But now he has no way out. With the expansion of the organization, as well as the looting of Jiang Nian and others, there are fewer and fewer cheats scattered among the people, and if you want to get a meritorious service that can be exchanged for a reward of 'supernatural powers', you must come up with enough meritorious service.

'The lord left the Ling family's territory to take up a post in Jianghuai City, and he should have thought of this a long time ago. ’

Only on the territory of the royal family can Wu Chong do what he wants unscrupulously, otherwise no matter what he does, others will interpret it as the meaning of the Ling family. At that time, the Ling family will definitely question Ling Zhujun, and they don't know how much time they will delay.

"It's done!"

Thinking of the recent scenery of Jiang Nian's team, Ma Qiang's heart was crossed and he made up his mind.

(End of chapter)