Yang Xiuwen's calligraphy and painting are very miscellaneous, with characters, landscapes, plum orchids, bamboos, pines and cypresses, animals, fish and shrimp, etc.

What he was most satisfied with was a picture of a tiger descending from a mountain, so lifelike that it seemed to be ready to pounce out of the painting at any moment.

Probably because of his cultivation, he is now very sensitive to the details of animals and plants, and his essence and spirit control are extremely expressive.

When he showed the painting to his master to frame, he thought it was alive and was shocked.

In the end, he said that he went to art school to be a teacher.

Zhou Xingwen and Zhang Li came over, and Yang Xiuwen invited them upstairs. After sitting down, he said, "Uncle Zhang, master, you have to work hard today, the kid didn't take out the things in his hand, he could only write two words, and asked the master, Uncle Zhang to accept it."

After speaking, he took out two scrolls from the table, and he found someone else to frame them, a total of four pairs, and two pairs were for Qian Bin and Zhao Guodong.

Zhou Xingwen opened the picture scroll, it was a peach blossom picture, the petals fell as if they were fluttering, and the blank inscription poem came from Gong Zizhen, [Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers].

The font of the book is free and elegant, and the clouds are flowing smoothly.

Zhang Li is green bamboo, bamboo leaves swaying with the wind, lifelike, the inscription poem comes from Zheng Bian, [the new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, all relying on the old stem for support. ] gold body, handwriting is strong without losing its flesh, and the style is sassy.

Zhou Xingwen patted Yang Xiuwen's head and carefully put away the scroll.

Zhang Li sighed and said, "This is the best gift I have ever received."

The opening of the small shop was very successful, Chen Zhiwu, Qian Bin, Zhao Guodong all came, Liao Hongbing, Sun Jianguo also came.

The director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau was the last to come, spoke some official words, and also sent Yang Xiuwen's work card.

He belongs to the Cultural Relics Protection Section, and there are 100,000 cash checks, so he can be regarded as a person with a unit from now on.

At night, it was still a gathering building, and the master was still the east, but the director did not come.

The guests who came today also bought things in the shop, basically all of them were Yang Xiuwen's calligraphy and paintings, and they were all shocked by his calligraphy and paintings.

Calling Zhou, Chen and the others accepted an amazing apprentice.

Chen Zhiwu gave him a dagger, saying that it was given by his master, which was quite precious.

And what Yang Xiuwen gave him was the picture of the tiger descending the mountain.

At the end of the feast, the two masters were drunk again.

At the beginning of the rising sun, Yang Xiuwen successfully stepped into the second floor of Qi training.

As long as you use your divine sense, you can sense any movement within a radius of ten meters.

He tried to lift the refrigerator at home, and it was easy.

He was able to jump more than two meters high on the first floor, and now he has no place to try.

After calming down and sensing the dantian, the five rings have changed now, red, blue, yellow, green, gold, green is the most obvious, and gold is the weakest.

The five rings were surrounded by a black mist, which rotated very slowly.

A question popped up in his mind, since there was dark energy, why didn't the energy of light be discovered, wasn't it sunlight? Thinking about it, I walked downstairs.

After running and walking to the small park, the master Chen Zhiwu had already arrived, and he laughed when he saw him.

Yang Xiuwen looked at the master suspiciously and said, "Master, why are you so happy?" ”

Chen Zhiwu said with a smile, "Good apprentice, the picture scroll you gave me yesterday, your master was startled when she opened it, thinking it was a real tiger, not to mention how funny that expression was, hahaha." ”

After laughing, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Amazing, I watched it for a while this morning, and the realm that has not been touched for many years has loosened a little, which is amazing." ”

Yang Xiuwen thought in his heart, Xiuzhen cultivates God, could it be that when he painted the tiger, his mental power was concentrated and he inadvertently fell into the painting.

The eyes lit up, and the reason for the failure of the drawing talisman was found.

Chen Zhiwu saw that his apprentice was stunned, and patted him again.

Yang Xiuwen came back to his senses and smiled at the master and said, "I'm sorry, master, I lost my mind just now, I didn't expect that painting to be beneficial to you, it was the right gift." But you have to make amends to my sister for me, I scared her old man. ”

Chen Zhiwu looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Okay, your sister is fine, but I want to see you, next month, she has a birthday, and you will come over then." Now start staking the pile. ”

In the small shop, Yang Xiuwen took four picture scrolls and said to Cao Guoqing, "Brother Cao, you look at the store, I'll go to the master's place." ”

After speaking, he walked out, and stopped at the door to take a look, antique, Wenxuan Pavilion, good.

In the past two days, the main thing he sells is his calligraphy and paintings and Cao Guoqing's things, and there are still too few things in the store.

Zhou Xingwen was chatting with Zhang Li at this time.

Seeing Yang Xiuwen walk in, he said with a smile, "Xiuwen, you're not guarding in the store, what are you doing here?" ”

Yang Xiuwen was holding the scroll in his arms, and it was inconvenient to salute.

He bowed slightly and said, "Hello master, good Uncle Zhang, haha, don't you want to do this, come and have a look." ”

Both of them were amused by him.