[You have been in the name of Cailang Painting Workshop for a long time, so you wrote a letter back and set off. 】

[Because you walked on the barren mountains and hid your figure, you were not noticed by the officers and soldiers along the road. 】

[1339 year of the Meng calendar, the eleventh year of the apricot month. 】

[In March, you finally arrived in Kaizhou, this place is the land of fish and water, when the spring flowers are blooming, and there is a stream of traveling merchants. 】

[You take the fox girl to the spring, rest for half a month, and go to the Cailang Painting Workshop. 】

[You no longer hide your figure, in the name of drawing a student with a sword, depict a prayer post, and hand it to the doorman. 】

[Shaoqing, in the depths of the workshop, the black dragon soared, and the ink clouds followed, falling in front of the door, turning into a picture scroll. 】

[The scroll unfolded, and a painter walked out of it, smiling and saluting. 】

[I have read your paintings, although I have never met, I also admire your name, and now I can see it, and I am overjoyed. 】

[You are invited in.] 】

Jiang He stood in front of the colorful painting workshop and suddenly heard the sound of the dragon's groan.

Looking at it from afar, there was an ink-colored dragon rising into the air, sprinkling a little black ink in the air, forming a pitch-black cloud and mist, lingering around him.

The ink-colored dragon roamed the sky, circled a few times, and landed in front of the studio with great might.

When he was about to land, he threw himself into a canvas that appeared out of thin air.

After an instant, it turned into an ink black dragon in the canvas, swimming in the painting for a few seconds, and even winked at Jiang He before it froze.

Meanwhile.

At the bottom right of the canvas, a human figure that seems to be formed by the convergence of ink droplets shakes its head, turns around, and walks step by step from the painting into reality.

In the end, he turned into a white-bearded old man and smiled.

"Old decay Yan Qingliang, I've seen Ning Xiaoyou."

This is the Danqing method inherited by Cailang Painting Workshop?

Jiang He's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He had long heard that Yan Qingliang, the owner of the Cailang Painting Workshop and Danqing's wonderful hand, had painted dragons in the sea and put the finishing touches on them, making the ink dragon come true and take off.

Today, I can see that this Danqing magic method is even more magical than I imagined!

Jiang He felt something in his heart——

Danqing magic method, pen come true.

The Danqing method inherited by this Cailang painting workshop may be a magic trick, and it is a trick exclusive to the painter.

"This Cailang Painting Workshop is really in the right place."

Jiang He is looking forward to the Danqing method more and more.

After greeting Yan Qingliang for a while, he quickly accepted the invitation and followed him into the Cailang Painting Workshop.

From the outside, although a variety of colors are used, the Cailang Painting Workshop can only be a little interesting, and it is not a grand and special building itself.

But when Jiang He stepped inside, he was immediately attracted by the interior.

However, I saw that this Cailang painting workshop is not so much a house residence, but more like a super-large gallery, which is connected by a series of covered bridges.

On both sides of the covered bridge, a variety of paintings are hung.

Each one is extremely exquisite, and it is a masterpiece that is dizzying.

Even, when Jiang He walked across a covered bridge, he saw a young man standing in front of a painting, as if he was admiring and looking.

He was about to say hello to the young man.

Unexpectedly, the other party glanced back, smiled shyly, turned around and walked into another painting, froze and became the person in the painting.

Paintings, bridges, and individuals.

It forms a bizarre world.

"Many of the ancestors in the workshop were not born here, but they grew up here and died here."

"They immersed themselves in the painting all their lives, and after their death, they also returned to the painting, leaving their own painting bridges here."

"There are some Danqing wonders among them."

"Ning Xiaoyou, if you want, you can also leave a painting bridge here in the future."

Yan Qingliang smiled and spoke.

"Every ancestor saw the Cailang Painting Workshop for the first time, and they all felt something in their hearts and left a painting to commemorate it."

"Ning Xiaoyou, do you want to give it a try?"

This is to test whether you have real skills.

Jiang He readily agreed.

"Come on!"

[You accept Yan Qingliang's invitation to paint a colorful picture. 】

[The picture is exquisite, and the bystanders look at it, as if immersed in the heavy painting bridge, it is difficult to break free, and it is fascinating. 】

[Yan Qingliang praised, saying that your painting skills, together with the virtual and the real, reached the peak, several superimposed, more real than the real. 】

[If you learn the Danqing magic method, you will be like a tiger with wings and go to the next level. 】

[You accepted it calmly, and invited Yan Qingliang to sit and talk about Taoist painting skills. 】

[Skills are like giants, you and Yan Qingliang each hold a role, no matter what they are, they both feel that they have gained a lot. 】

[After a long talk, Yan Qing's conscience was convinced, so he led you into the important land of Cailang, inherited Danqing, and taught each other. 】

[You have learned the trick of painting the spirit, this is the method of natal life: when painting, use the pen to attract the aura of heaven and earth, nourish the body, and enhance strength...... The stronger the painting technique, the stronger the effect. 】

[You have learned the art of painting, this is the magic of Danqing: when painting, you can pour your strength into it, so that the picture scroll is contaminated with all kinds of wonders; You can also paint out of thin air to create some visions for a short time...... The stronger the painting technique, the stronger the effect. 】

Passed down to hand!

Jiang He's fingers brushed over the text.

A natal technique inherited by a painter, and a technique with all kinds of wonderful methods.

The two are combined with each other, plus in one week, he has practiced painting skills for nearly two hundred years.

Now he has really completed the job change and can call himself a painter.

"It's not easy......"

Jiang He was not only emotional, but also very happy.

Maybe the profession of a painter is not as simple and crude as kendo - whatever you do, I will cut it with a sword.

But for its own overall strength, it is a very advantageous supplement.

And most importantly......

This kind of job change does not mean that the kendo profession has disappeared and its strength has become weaker.

On the contrary, his past kendo experience can be transformed into painting to a certain extent, so as to touch the bypass!

For example, painting magic -

Ordinary painters, because they have been immersed in painting skills all their lives, may only draw one or two armor warriors or some kind of mythical beast characters out of thin air when they encounter danger.

Generally speaking, it is rare to have its form, and it is rare to find its god.

Ega is different.

He can use his fingers as a pen and a pen as a sword, and the sword qi he depicts at will all has real sword intent, and his power has increased suddenly!

"Painting a sword and a sword, this is the true meaning ......"

When you just change jobs and learn new skills, that's when you grow the fastest.

Jiang He was directly immersed in the Cailang Painting Workshop, almost thinking about tea and dinner, and constantly drawing sketches.

Accompany his movements.

There are colorful butterflies flying out, and there are Mengmeng beasts roaring and flying ......

From false to true, from virtual to real.

In this process, the Dao power he had gained by using the Yongle Dao Sutra and practicing for nearly two years was also washed away and transformed into a power more suitable for painting.

The proficiency of the two major methods is also soaring.

It's just that Jiang He was immersed in the painting, but he forgot something.

Until someday......

[You eat when you are hungry, sleep when you are tired, and paint when you wake up, day and night. 】

[In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and you have advanced by leaps and bounds, and your mastery of the Danqing method has become more and more subtle. 】

[However, outside the Cailang Painting Workshop, the fox girl waited for three months, did not get any news from you, and recalled that you had said in the past, if you have been in and out for a long time, you can enter the workshop to save you. 】

[The fox girl then broke into the workshop at night, looking for your traces, and the painter in the workshop thought it was attacking, so she fought hard. 】

[The ink dragon fell, and the fairy died. 】

[You were alarmed, went out to check, and suddenly stopped. 】

[When the fox girl saw your figure, she stopped and threw herself into your arms, crying with relief. 】

[The painter in the workshop saw this and stopped, and after you explained, he knew the reason. 】

Jiang He's fingers brushed over the text, slightly embarrassed.

This wave is its own pot -

Although he thinks that the Cailang Painting Workshop will not trick himself into catching it and giving it to Emperor Meng for the sake of a wanted paper.

But after all, he had never been masked before, and he didn't know people, faces, and hearts.

In order to prevent accidents, before entering the Cailang Painting Workshop, Jiang He specially told Ruan Xiangyu that after he entered the Cailang Painting Workshop, he would come out regularly.

If he doesn't come out for a long time, there may be an accident, and she can go in and save him.

It was fine at first.

Jiang He made an excuse to come out, found Ruan Xiangyu, said goodbye, and told her that she didn't have to worry anymore.

As a result, after starting to learn the method of danqing, I accidentally immersed myself in it.

For three months, I didn't come out once.

Ruan Xiangyu didn't pay much attention to it at first, after all, Gongzi said that Cailang Painting Workshop is very safe, don't worry.

But......

Three full months passed.

Kaizhou has bloomed from spring to midsummer, and there is still no news from Childe.

Naturally, she began to worry and think of all kinds of possibilities.

In the end, he chose to break into the Cailang Painting Workshop, even if he exposed the white fox, he had to rescue the son who was imprisoned by the workshop......

"This wave is mine, it's too focused on cultivation."

Jiang He scratched his head.

Speaking of which, the little white fox in this period has really good combat power.

In the case of fried hair, he actually pressed Yan Qingliang to fight, and even Mo Long collapsed, which was really shocking.

Even if Yan Qingliang has been immersed in painting all the year round and has the power of the top level, he has no corresponding combat power.

It is also enough to prove the strength of the white fox.

Yet, she has the power.

But in just twenty years, he was weakened to the point of not being human.

"There are only more than 20 years left before Xiangyu's decline and death......"

"Gotta plan ahead."

Jiang He pondered how to solve the problem of Ruan Xiangyu's decline.

On the pages, new words were derived.

[After your explanation, Yan Qingliang smiled with relief, and did not investigate the fox girl's night break into the painting workshop and shatter the ink dragon. 】

[On the contrary, I secretly advise you to cherish your time, and don't wait until you are old, you will regret it. 】

[Between the words, there is a lot of regret, which is both persuasion and memory. 】

[The fox girl seems to be shy, and has disappeared.] 】

[You stand in Cailang, looking at the chaotic scene, knowing that Kaizhou is prosperous, there are many people, although it is quiet in the dead of night, there are also doormen and husbands and others, or leak things. 】

[Once it reaches the imperial court, Emperor Meng will go crazy when he knows that the white fox has appeared. 】

[So it was decided to ......]

[A: Stay in Cailang, B: Say goodbye and leave, C: Personally intervene. 】

Jiang He's gaze swept over the words.

Without hesitation, the decision was made.

【Farewell and Departure】

He has already learned the method of Danqing, and now that his whereabouts may be exposed, there is no need to continue to forcibly stay in the Cailang Painting Workshop, leaving flaws in vain.

Travel thousands of miles and draw a map of the world.

This is the Danqing road that Jiang He chose.