Inspiration fell from the sky, and Aunt Wen entered the Tao with painting!

On this small boat, a poor woman who was covered in wind and frost and seemed to have been exhausted by the vicissitudes of life, but with a piece of linen, a charcoal pen, and a pair of calloused hands, she painted a unique person in the world.

Because it is extremely affectionate, it is extremely Tao.

A little bit of spiritual light swayed in the sun, and it seemed that the morning sun at this time was all clear.

The light fell into Aunt Wen's eyebrows, heart, body, and dantian...... A small part also fell on her hands, and on the canvases she painted.

The beauty on the canvas becomes more and more flexible, and a wonderful halo flows through it.

Faintly, there seems to be a storm, and there are waves converging invisibly.

At the same time, Song Ciwan, who was standing next to him, received a series of non-stop feedback.

[Human desire, mortal joy, suddenness, enlightenment, seven catties and seven taels, can be sold. 】

[Human desire, mortal joy, rejoicing, release, eight catties and two taels, can be sold. 】

……

These are the emotions of Aunt Wen before she entered the Tao.

After a delay of this, it was finally released happily and collected into the weighing pan by the scales.

[Epiphany, the clear mind of the painter of the Qi Cultivation Realm, three catties and six taels, can be sold. 】

This period of epiphany is the emotional aura of Aunt Wen after she entered the Tao-

Perhaps, this should not be called an emotional air mass.

"Epiphany" should be a more wonderful, purer, and more unpredictable qi, and compared with the universally visible human desire, epiphany is too rare.

Song Ciwan has collected so many and all kinds of qi through the scales, but the "epiphany" is the first time she has obtained this qi.

In the past, when she witnessed Wang Yi entering the Tao, she did not get an "epiphany", and later she guided Yan Hanzhang into the Tao again through the guidance of the space in the underworld, as a god, and once again guided Yan Hanzhang to enter the Tao.

Wang Yi and Yan Hanzhang, although they have both been down-and-out scholars, they are actually serious scholars, and they are traditional scholars, but it is difficult to enter the Tao, and it is difficult to be angry.

Compared with them, Aunt Wen in front of her seems to have generated talent through spiritual light from the sky, but Aunt Wen is a painter.

She had never read before, or rather, she couldn't even read a few large characters!

A middle-aged woman who has never read a book, only with her natural spirituality and extreme love for painting, as well as decades of perseverance in painting, has achieved what many readers can't do.

"Epiphany", she deserves it!

The light of inspiration has not been broken.

In the sky, the bright morning sun shines brightly, and behind the bright daylight, in the distant starry sky on the other side of the clouds, there are countless stars surging, like mountains and tsunamis, like huge waves.

A puff of spiritual light continued to pour into Aunt Wen on the boat, which made her realize that the spiritual platform in the sea quickly took shape, and on the spiritual platform, her talent shone.

From the initial one inch, to three inches, to one foot, to three feet, and then to ten feet!

Talent is even rising, for decades, there is only this kind of love, a kind of persistence, at this moment, how can it be easily cut off?

Aunt Wen's pen can't stop.

The linen cloth that Song Ciwan spread out for her was extremely long, and she painted Song Ciwan's image at this moment on the linen, painted the big white goose, and then painted her daughter Xiaoni.

Xiao Ni combed two small buns, leaned on the canopy of half a small boat, opened a pair of innocent and eager eyes, facing the water waves, looking into the distance.

No one knows what she is looking at and what she longs for when she looks so far away.

The picture is blank, and only the image of this one character appears vividly on the canvas, full of infinite possibilities.

The real Xiao Ni was also standing on the edge of the canopy of the boat, but she was covering her mouth, staring wide-eyed, tiptoeing on a pair of small feet, stretching her neck to watch her aunt paint.

She didn't understand what talent was, and she didn't understand why her mother seemed to be glowing at this moment-

Xiao Ni even thought that this glow was an illusion, an illusion because she was too excited at the moment.

But she also felt that the glowing A-Niang was so good-looking, so that Xiao Ni, who witnessed this scene up close at this moment, couldn't help but feel hot in her chest.

She couldn't say why she was excited, maybe it was because of A-Niang's painting that she sold a huge sum of 180 taels of silver in one go?

No, Xiao Ni knows very well that this is not the case, or rather, it is not just like this!

As for what it is, exactly? She couldn't speak, she couldn't understand, only her eyes were wide and tears welled up.

[Human desire, mortal joy, dazedness, sadness, five catties and one tael, can be sold. 】

Strange, she still has sadness?

What is the reason for this?

Xiao Ni tiptoed, covered her mouth, looked at the canvas under Ah Niang's hand, the pen in her hand, and herself in the pen, she was full of excitement for a while, and tears rolled down.

Aunt Wen finished painting Xiaoni and continued to paint.

Talent continues to grow and shows no signs of declining.

This time, Aunt Wen painted a little girl.

The little girl was short and small, and she looked even a few years younger than Xiao Ni, as if she was only three or four years old.

She squatted on the edge of a stove, holding a fan in one hand and fanning the flames under the stove absentmindedly, while in the other hand she held a half-burned branch and painted graffiti on the edge of the stove!

She burned the fire absent-mindedly, but her demeanor in painting was extremely serious.

was so serious that Song Ciwan could see at a glance that the little girl in this painting seemed strange, but in fact, it was clearly Aunt Wen herself.

It's her as a child!

[Epiphany, the clear mind of the painter of the righteous realm, four catties and one tael, can be sold. 】

With a talent of more than ten feet and a continuous rise, Aunt Wen has already gone from the initial Qi Cultivation Realm to the Hao Qi Realm, and now has entered the Righteous Qi Realm.

Jump three levels in a row!

Compared with the king of the sky, the spiritual light only got a qi cultivation realm, Yan Hanzhang descended the spiritual light from the sky, and the first time he entered the Hao Qi realm, at this time, Aunt Wen was the first time to enter the righteous qi realm!

No, maybe it's not just the righteous realm, because her talent is still rising.

Ten feet, eleven feet, twelve feet, thirteen feet......

Aunt Wen repaints with a pen, from her childhood self, to her teenage self, to her middle-aged self, and then to her current self.

She painted so many "Aunt Wen", and the Aunt Wen in the painting is either lighting a fire, or collecting firewood, or going to the field, or washing clothes......

She sweeps the floor, she cooks, she takes care of the children, she is pointed at her nose and scolded, she hides in the corner and cries, she gets up in the middle of the night to wash diapers in the biting cold water, she feeds the children hungry, she tosses and turns at night, and she fights her spirits during the day......

Her family is poor and has no money, and she is covered with patches, and her children are also covered with patches.

When the rice bowl is held, the rice grains in the bowl are clear and countable, and the porridge is so thin that the water can shine on people.

She went from being scolded to being scolded again.

She learned to put up spikes and arm herself.

She went from fresh and bright to old and haggard, and her face was full of weather.

But no matter what she became, even with shackles under her feet and shackles around her neck, she always had to stretch out a hand, which held the paintbrush, and from the beginning, never let go!

The long picture scroll seems to tell the story of half of her life.

Ordinary, vicissitudes, extraordinary, even full of romance and magnificence!

At the end of the painting, the first part is connected, and the weather-covered boat-shaking lady, when people are middle-aged and nearly old, rocking the boat with one hand and holding a pen with the other, looks at each other from afar with Song Ciwan, who came from the waves.

The girl was like a Limbo fairy, and a white goose flew beside her.

She smiled and reached out to tap.

This point brings the beginning of chaos, the separation of Hongmeng, the sun, moon and stars, the countless aura, and the infinite future!

A little spiritual light into his arms, only thirty-six feet.

Aunt Wen put away her pen, stroked the painting with one hand, and looked at Song Ciwan with tears in her eyes.

[Epiphany, the clear mind of the painter of the righteous realm, five catties and seven taels, can be sold. 】

More than five catties!

It's just that he is thirty-six feet old, and after all, he failed to break through the righteous qi realm and enter the next realm.

Thirty-six feet, which is three feet and six.

And if you want to break through the righteous qi realm and enter the Haoran realm, you need to be at least ten zhang of talent.

That's too difficult, and it's impossible for the vast majority of people in the world to enter this realm.

Song Ciwan looked back at Aunt Wen and did not feel sorry for her. Today's thirty-six feet is just the beginning, and there are infinite possibilities for her future.

The two sides looked at each other, a thousand words, and it seemed that everything was in silence.

The scales resurfaced and received two groups of qi in succession: [human desire, the gratitude, joy, and joy of the painter of the righteous qi realm, five catties and six taels, can be sold. 】

[All things have spirits, they can be believed, and the pious belief of the righteous atmosphere painter can be sold for three catties and six taels. 】

The second group of qi is actually Aunt Wen's wishing power belief!

The faith of a righteous realm painter!

Song Ciwan didn't expect that Aunt Wen would suddenly believe in herself in addition to being grateful, which was really unexpected.

Aunt Wen stroked the painting with her hand, the pen was still in her hand, she was very happy, and asked seriously: "Fairy, Xiaomin just felt that he suddenly gained a wonderful power, did you deliberately go down to earth to order Xiaomin?" ”

Song Ciwan: ......

She paused in her mind for a moment before turning the corner.

Aunt Wen, this is ...... Where did I hear the story of an immortal descending to earth and ordering a mortal to become an immortal, so he suddenly asked?

According to Aunt Wen's sudden power of faith, it is conceivable that the truth is about the same.

A painter who enters the Tao with painting and is in a righteous state actually has a bit of naivety who follows the story as the guideline, and Song Ci didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

She was silent for a moment, pondering what to answer.

After all, Aunt Wen was born in poverty, even if she entered the Tao with painting, she is unique in painting and can be called a master, but in other aspects, she should still lack something.

——At this moment, several brilliant rays of flying magic weapons suddenly rose from the direction of Nahuijiang City.

Some people ride the clouds, some people resist the wind, and some people take boats, and suddenly they come across the air, shouting from afar: "Who is the party, attracting the spiritual light from the sky?" Standing on the ground? ”

How similar is this scene to the scene that happened after Yan Hanzhang's successful entry?

Spiritual light fell from the sky, who can hide such a big movement?

It's just that Aunt Wen's side, because Song Ciwan used the wind control technique to block it before, so the movement of the spiritual light from the sky was delayed to a certain extent.

So much so that the masters in Huijiang City reacted a little slowly, and it wasn't until all the spiritual light on Aunt Wen's side was down at this moment that they rose into the air and chased after them.

When it was too late, the masters in the sky shouted from afar and answered each other.

The first person pointed to the direction where Aunt Wen's boat was located and said, "The spiritual light just landed, it's that direction, let's go over!" ”

Aunt Wen was stunned, looking at everything in the sky in the distance.

Her hand subconsciously clenched the canvas in her hand, and the huge canvas floating in the middle of the cabin suddenly emitted a strange and invisible ripple.

The canvas shrank in an instant and fell into the hands of Aunt Wen.

Finally, it turned into an invisible qi and drilled into her palm.

It turned out that this painting inherited a heavenly aura, but it was mutated. At this moment, it drilled into the palm of Aunt Wen's palm, as if it was a scholar's natal fantasy, and this painting became Aunt Wen's natal spiritual painting.

Not only did she have a spiritual painting with her real name, but at the same time, the branch she held in her other hand suddenly turned into a little starlight, burrowed into her palm, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

This carbonized branch has become Aunt Wen's natal spiritual pen!

Immediately after, several people in the sky flew in.

The crowd stopped flying and looked at the waters below.

I saw that on this criss-crossing waterway, there were all kinds of boats of all sizes.

Aunt Wen's boat is not conspicuous in this, and the movements on her boat are only big and big, but because of Song Ciwan's habitual cover, the people on the boat around actually did not notice all kinds of wonderful changes on the ship.

Of course, Song Ciwan could hide the movement on the ship, but he couldn't hide the movement in the sky, so all the masters in the city came to the sky at this time.

The leader is the Huijiang County Order!

The county magistrate had a bit of intuition, and among the many ships, he chose Aunt Wen's boat at once.

During the flight, the county commander hugged his fists and said: "This lady, I am the county commander of Huijiang, may I ask the spiritual light from the sky, have you seen the person who is pointing to this spiritual light, where is he?" ”

Aunt Wen on the boat wiped and wiped the hem of her clothes with her hand, and replied in a panic and with a bit of honesty: "Ah, ah, back to my lord, the woman didn't see anything, she didn't know anything......"

The prefectural order frowned.

The county man beside him said: "That's it, county honor, this country fool, what can you ask?" She just saw it, but I'm afraid she won't be able to understand it, so we might as well go over there and ask. The boat over there is a boat that looks like a water gang. ”

The county persuaded him, and the county order also agreed that it was reasonable.

Immediately, everyone crossed Aunt Wen's boat and continued to fly forward.

About a hundred feet away, there was a big ship parked there.

When these people flew away, Aunt Wen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then she hurriedly touched herself.

What she touched was the eighteen ingots of silver that she had carried into her waist pocket before.

When she touched the silver, Aunt Wen hurriedly sent the silver to Song Ciwan, and said while giving her it: "Fairy, these small people don't dare to accept it, you still ......"

She wanted Song Ciwan to take back the silver, but when she looked up, she saw that it was empty in front of her.

In addition to Xiaoni and herself on the ship, where is there the shadow of Song Ciwan?

If it weren't for the real money in her hand, Aunt Wen would have to suspect that her so-called "meeting immortals" was just a fantasy.

Song Ciwan unknowingly disappeared and left!

(End of chapter)