Li Guanxuan continued to move all the way, and he was not in a hurry to hurry.

The territory of the Great Heng Immortal Dynasty is very large, almost the sum of Daliang, Dali, Dayue, and Daqi, and each prefecture has powerful monks.

Li Guanxuan does not have the idea of being chivalrous all the way, for him, he can only solve the things in front of him, and he will not cause any trouble to himself, those who are easy to cause trouble, Li Guanxuan will stand by and continue to hurry.

Of course, while in a hurry, there will be a small practice occasionally.

After all, this is the foundation of improving one's cultivation.

Two years later, Li Guanxuan came to Mozhou.

This place is not far from the imperial capital Yongning Immortal City, and it is still about a few thousand miles away.

There are many literati and scholars in this state, and there are many charmers and painters, and everywhere reveals elegant charms, antique, as if entering a world of literary brilliance.

The streets and alleys are full of the four treasures of the study, with different grades, and the Confucian cultivators can be seen everywhere, all of whom have the smell of books.

"Fortunately, the lady has not read less over the years, otherwise, she would have been given two vulgar sentences of yin and yang by these readers." Li Guanxuan sighed lightly.

The first thing he felt when he entered Mozhou was that this was the world of scholars, and if he came here, he would be excluded and not seen by scholars.

Wen Rongxin smiled, "Mozhou has a strong literary meaning, but it is also a holy place for readers, just to see if there are any more interesting books, buy them and go back to see them." ”

Although Wen Rongxin is a physical cultivator, she looks gentle and generous on the outside, belongs to the type of good wife and mother, and has the elegant temperament of a scholar.

Song Zhiqiao looked at the Confucian cultivators around him, and couldn't help but say loudly: "In this place of Mozhou, there are many Confucian cultivators of the Academy without regrets, and it seems that compared to the imperial capital Yongning Immortal City, they prefer this world of scholars. ”

"Yes, after all, there are more green buildings here, suitable for wind and snow, and readers like to come here to chant poems and do the right thing." Qin Jiyue said with a smile.

Xing Yuan echoed and smiled: "Sister Jiyue has to be quiet when she says this, so as not to be heard by others." ”

"Don't worry, it's been blocked a long time ago, and only a few of us can hear it." Qin Jiyue laughed.

"I heard that there is another Mojiang River in Mozhou, why don't we go and have a look?" Tu Shan Yuqing said with some anticipation.

Along the way, she didn't do a lot of strategies, asking around where it was more fun and the scenery was beautiful, so she made suggestions on where to go.

Tu Shan Yuzhi also said: "I heard that there are many painters over there who are painting the Mojiang River, and they understand the meaning of the Mojiang River, so as to improve themselves. ”

"Okay."

Li Guanxuan nodded, he didn't plan to spoil the fun, just to take advantage of this time to inquire about some things in Yongning Immortal City.

lest when the time comes, when I go back, I accidentally provoke a relative of the emperor.

……

Mojiang.

Li Guanxuan looked at the big river in front of him, from a distance, the big river was as black as ink, but when he approached the river, it was extremely clear and quite strange.

In addition, when Li Guanxuan was close to Mojiang, he clearly felt a rich aura, and it emanated from Mojiang.

But when he picked up the river water, there was no aura in the water, just like ordinary river water, just a little colder.

Li Guanxuan took a sip, which was sweet and pure, without any impurities, and quite thirst-quenching.

"It is rumored that this Mojiang can also cure all kinds of diseases, I don't know if it's true or not." Wen Rongxin also took a sip.

"It's just a rumor."

Li Guanxuan smiled, looked around, and found that there were indeed many painters painting on the edge of the Mojiang River.

These painters are extremely fanatical and obsessed, completely unaware of the existence of others, and devote themselves wholeheartedly to painting.

"Why? Why! Why can't I draw the meaning of Mojiang?! ”

A painter roared like crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he bared his teeth like a beast and said: "Since I can't draw the meaning of Mojiang, then I will feel the meaning of Mojiang for myself!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the painter jumped into the Mojiang River with a thud.

The river was rolling, and in an instant, it overwhelmed the painter, even if the other party was a foundation building monk, he was also lifeless at that moment.

"Hahaha...... I'm demonic, I'm demonic, it's better to die, it's better to die......"

Another painter looked up to the sky and laughed, and there was madness and despair in the laughter, and the straight brush suddenly turned into a sharp sword, piercing his heart and bringing out a poignant snowflake.

Li Guanxuan was stunned, and some people went crazy because of painting and finally committed suicide?

There are officials patrolling around Mojiang, and when they see these painters who commit suicide, they are obviously not used to it, so they immediately stepped forward to clean up the corpses, and by the way, they took away the belongings of the painters, which was regarded as the cost of collecting the corpses.

"Seniors, I heard that painters who comprehend Mojiangyi can become a generation of grandmasters, and those painters who can't comprehend Mojiangyi and have to forcibly comprehend it will eventually be a dead end...... Is it like this? ”

Not far away, a fair girl asked an old man with frost and snow.

The old man was dressed in a loose white robe, elegant and graceful, and had fairy bones, sitting on a stone looking at the Mojiang River, smiling without saying a word.

The fair girl looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a plum blossom dress, a cloud belt girdle, and a black jade-like green silk hanging down, showing her softness, graceful and slim, and a little sexy.

Upward, the girl has a white and tender goose egg face, beautiful eyes are clear and clear, bright as stars, and a pair of small dimples are distributed on both sides of the cheeks when she laughs, as cute as a fairy.

Song Zhiqiao's youthful agility reveals the elegance of the scholarly family, and the girl in front of her is pure and charming.

In today's words, the girl is pure desire.

"I can't explain the meaning, I don't know the way." The old man said with a smile.

The girl's beautiful eyes were crooked, dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks, and she said with a smile: "Then can you point out to the little girl?" ”

"It's hard, it's hard."

The old man smiled, but his eyes fell on Li Guanxuan, waved his wide sleeves, and asked, "Little brother, but are you going in the direction of the imperial capital?" ”

Li Guanxuan was stunned for a moment, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Exactly." ”

"Do you want to learn to draw?" The old man asked again.

"If you don't learn, just take a look, and see for a long time." Li Guanxuan shook his head and said.

"This insight is not something that can be grown just by looking at it, but by experiencing it and understanding it firsthand, you can only gain strengths."

The old man laughed, waved his wide sleeves again, and Li Guanxuan had already appeared beside him.

Qin Jiyue and Liu Xiaoxian were the first to react, their mana was working, and they were ready to attack the old man and rescue Li Guanxuan.

Wen Rongxin stopped the two women, signaled them not to rush to make a move, and said, "He has no ill will towards the prime minister. ”

Song Zhiqiao also said: "This is Daheng, no one can hurt my brother, don't worry." ”

The old man seemed to hear this sentence and said with a smile: "The identity of the little brother is quite bluffing? Let's listen and see if the old man can be taken aback. ”

"If you are an outcast, what is your identity?"

Li Guanxuan smiled and asked: "The predecessor has a perverse personality, and the main focus is to do whatever he wants, is it possible to become the painting of the predecessor, and he can do whatever he wants?" ”

"Yes, yes......"

The old man smiled: "The old man sees that you don't look like a human dog, and he intends to teach you painting skills, you can learn." ”

"The seniors are quite domineering." Li Guanxuan shook his head and smiled.

The girl on the side was not happy, and said: "I beg you to teach me, if you don't teach, forget it, he doesn't want to learn, but you have to teach him?" ”

"The old man sees him pleasing to the eye and is willing to teach him."

The old man smiled, and then said: "This little brother has a group of wives and concubines, and he must also be an amorous person, if you are willing to marry him and become his concubine, the old man can also teach you painting." ”

Li Guanxuan thought that the girl would be annoyed and scolded back, but the girl said: "Okay, I'll marry him tonight, and tomorrow you will have to teach me painting. ”

When Wen Rongxin's seven daughters heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In order to learn to paint, this girl is so crazy?

The old man shook his head and said, "If you don't mean it, it doesn't count." ”

Li Guanxuan next to him narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his opinion, the elegant old man in front of him obviously knew his identity, and it was very likely that the empress had ordered him to escort him to the imperial capital Yongning Immortal City.

But the fact that the old man gave him a marriage made Li Guanxuan a little concerned.

After all, his biggest hole card is double cultivation.

Double ......

Li Guanxuan silently recited these two words in his heart, the old man should have known that he became stronger with double cultivation, so he thought about making the girl his concubine.

"Seniors, don't be joking, if you want to teach the real skills, I will learn to see, if you have no intention of teaching, just want to have fun, then I will leave." Li Guanxuan said lightly.

"Someone has taught you real skills, and the old man will naturally teach you real skills." When the old man said this, there was not much smile on his face, and his vicissitudes of life were full of remembrance.

Hearing this, Li Guanxuan's expression was solemn and he silently moved.

He already understood that the old man in front of him was a friend of Wu Sheng, the wine sword immortal.

"Okay, I'll learn." Li Guanxuan agreed.

The girl next to her was so angry that she jumped to her feet.

She begged the old man to teach her how to paint, but the old man refused to teach her.

The man in the green shirt in front of him didn't want to learn, but the old man had to let him learn.

Who is so angry?

The old man glanced at the girl and said lightly: "Your way of painting has been completed, and the old man has nothing to teach you. ”

Hearing this, the girl was silent for a moment and asked, "How is the Dao Heart stable?" ”

"Ask your heart."

The old man said in a flat tone: "If you can't pass this level of heart, don't think about impacting Yuanying in the future, you will die in the heart demon tribulation sooner or later." ”

The girl was completely silent.

Li Guanxuan glanced at her, obviously she knew her own problem, but she just couldn't solve it, so she wanted the old man to help solve it.

The old man looked at Song Zhiqiao again and asked, "Do you want to learn?" ”

"Learn."

Song Zhiqiao agreed without hesitation.

The old man is willing to teach, and he teaches sincerely, so she naturally will not refuse.

What's more, as a Confucian cultivator, she was born in a scholarly family, and qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are things that must be learned since childhood, so there are masters who are willing to teach her painting skills, and she is also willing to learn.

Besides, being proficient in painting can also be a great help in carving rune treasures, and then they can save a bunch of rune treasures as long as they slowly collect materials.

"Those who learn to paint can't be in a hurry......"

When the old man said this, he suddenly paused, glanced at Li Guanxuan and Song Zhiqiao, and said with a dumb smile: "Looking at the appearance of the two of you, it obviously doesn't look like you're in a hurry." ”

"Senior, you speak slowly, we listen slowly, there is time." Li Guanxuan said with a smile.

The old man nodded slightly and smiled, "Guanjiang enlightened, don't rush to paint it, if you can understand its meaning, paint it again, and get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Speaking of this, the old man asked, "Little brother, what do you look at this Mojiang River like?" ”

"Like a dragon vein." Li Guanxuan replied.

"Oh?"

The old man was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "How can you see it?" ”

"It is not only a thing that is admired in the hearts of readers, but also something that is admired in the hearts of painters, and in the eyes of literati, it is as precious as a dragon vein."

Li Guanxuan said with a smile: "I can't see Jiang can't see it, I only realized some truth from what I saw and heard, and I don't know if it's right or wrong, please ask my seniors to solve my doubts." ”

"Pole to pole ......"

The old man smiled with relief and sighed: "The painter also takes one thing as the main thing, and the rest is supplementary. ”

After listening to the conversation between the two, the girl on the side was shocked.

Could this be the reason why the painters on the banks of the Mojiang River fell into the trap?

Everyone paints with Mojiang as the main body, but they forget those who yearn for it.

In this world, people are the masters.

Li Guanxuan's smile gradually narrowed, and he said softly: "There is something in the words of the seniors. ”

"After being away from home and country for so many years, I'm afraid you have no home in your heart...... The old man, like the old immortal, hopes that the people of Daheng will be like dragons. ”

The old man sighed lightly and said, "Of course, the avenue is under your feet, how you want to go, then how you go, no one can restrain you." ”

"No one can restrain me, but they can guide me subtly......"

Li Guanxuan's face was expressionless, staring at the ink river in front of him, and said lightly: "Senior, am I like the painting on paper, at the mercy of others?" ”

"Then it depends on what you think."

The old man laughed and said, "In layman's terms, if you are strong, who can portray you and who can manipulate you?" The old man only disciplines you with your true skills, and in the future world, you can break through! ”

Li Guanxuan also smiled: "Then I will be as surging as this ink river, drowning everything!" ”

(End of chapter)