Chapter 212: Picture Scroll: Ancient Forest
Gu Yue, Niu Er and others had seen this story in Canghai Zhi, but they laughed and ignored it.
Jin Dan only lived for 500 years, how could he live for thousands of years, and he depicted the power of the Tribulation and Mahayana period? Isn't this nonsense? But at this moment, looking at the serious appearance of the Ming Lang Teacher, the sixteen people had a ridiculous feeling: Could that story be true?
"It's true, the realm of converging the meaning of painting, comprehending the essence of the Tao, will no longer be a shackle of lifespan, now? You may not understand it, but in the future, you will always understand.
The painter is extremely subtle and profound, otherwise how could it be listed as a sub-profession of the nine realms along with alchemy and refining? The painter is not powerful in the early stage, but once you can step into the realm of living beings, soul melting, and soul formation, you can feel its strength. ”
The bright head teacher raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes full of longing.
Mu Chen and the others nodded and were taught, and they no longer dared to underestimate the sub-profession of painters, and Shui Meng and others wanted to re-understand painters.
The head teacher of Minglang took a deep breath and took out the fourth-order pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that was full of aura and began to paint. His paintings are ancient forests with profound artistic conceptions.
The painting of the bright head teacher is extremely bold, and the brush and ink are turned into scenes, but he also pays attention to the details, and the subtleties are vividly depicted. Rich and rich, heavy and rich, dripping with aura, flying brush and ink, flowing clouds and water, ancient and noble, a quarter of an hour?
The towering trees, the grass, the leaves, and the roaring beasts between the wind, the white jade rabbits, and the forms of all the trees are as if they were really in the ancient forest.
However, it is not difficult to see that this painting lacks vitality and agility, and it cannot be regarded as a famous painting.
"The painter is the first priority, not to mention for the time being, the process of accumulation. This is the second level, illusion. ”
Clearly, the head teacher closed his eyes and reproduced the scene of the ancient forest in his mind, refined, and gathered the meaning of ancient and life. For a long time, a touch of verdant green with a faint red silk is condensed from the tip of the pen, and you can feel the rich breath of life and agility at a glance.
The unique aromatic herbs and trees of the Ancient Forest came to the face, even mixed with a hint of air humidity and a faint smell of blood.
"This is the meaning of the ancient forest, and I have been observing the ancient forest for thirteen years before it was condensed. The moment of condensation directly helped me to be promoted to the pinnacle of Yuanying, and my strength increased greatly, and the painter was greatly improved. But alas, it can't be completely condensed, only a tenth of it. ”
The head teacher of Minglang showed regret, and then spoke again and invited Mu Chen: "Mu Chen, if you are free, I want to take you to the Ancient Forest to understand the artistic conception together, what do you think?"
Mu Chen shook his head and refused the kindness of the head teacher. Before he was promoted to the Heavenly Dao Yuan Infant, he didn't think about it for the time being.
Feeling the ancient forest meaning in the hands of the bright head teacher, the wood dust, Lingyun and several people were shocked and deeply impressed, the black tiger meaning condensed by the wood dust and the ancient forest meaning condensed by the bright head teacher are not at all the same grade, just like the gap between the firefly and the big sun, there is no comparison at all.
The meaning of verdant dripping like a drop of water falls on the picture, merging into one, and in an instant, the ancient forest seems to come to life, and with a loud bang, the ancient forest emerges from the picture and is suspended in the classroom.
Hundreds of beasts run in the forest, frolicking, prey, the warm sun pours warm light, bringing vitality to all things, the trees are psychic, the grass stretches its branches and leaves, the muscles and bones are moved, the herbs exude lush vitality, the year is sufficient, waiting to be picked, what an ethereal scene, make people's hearts tremble.
Boom, the sight vanished, and everything was reduced to nothingness. The head teacher of Minglang recited the mantra to calm the restless aura in the body.
"The fifth order is for living beings, but at the moment, I can't be for the entire Ancient Forest of living beings, I can only be like living beings for dozens or even hundreds of things. ”
All things have spirituality, and only when you are promoted to distract can you feel this ray of spirituality in the dark. Therefore, in order to paint living beings, it is generally possible to promote and distract the gods, but there are also some geniuses who comprehend spirituality at the moment of the infant, so that they can also paint living beings.
The head teacher of Minglang crossed his knees, meditated on his feelings, and forced out a drop of his own blood, the blood was crystal clear, like crystal, and there was a trace of gray gas in the crystal, which slowly condensed into a phantom of a white jade rabbit, and the red eyes were extremely smart, as if he had wisdom, and looked around vigilantly, the hair was visible, and the details were extremely in place.
Spirituality, bright head teacher's eyes are shining brightly, and he integrates it into the picture.
For a while, the white jade rabbit jumped up and down in the picture, snapped, jumped out, jumped out of the picture quality, jumped on the floor of the classroom, poof, gently raised dust. How is it possible? Mu Chen's brain buzzed, and he instantly probed into his spiritual sense, squinting his eyes and looking at every inch of the white jade rabbit's skin and hair?
In the end, Mu Chen came to a conclusion: it seems to be an entity, but it is not, the body is still just a drop of pen and ink, but it is full of spiritual pen and ink.
Shui Meng and the others gently stroked the white jade rabbit, the hair was soft, but when they withdrew their hands, a faint black intent emerged. When it was Niu Er's turn, the white jade rabbit jumped up and bit Niu Er's fingertips fiercely. But the shell of a baby can be compared to the white jade rabbit's teeth.
Niu Er felt the intensity of the attack and said seriously: "The attack of the White Jade Rabbit is much stronger than the ordinary demon beasts in the Qi cultivation period. ”
Lingyun got the approval of the head teacher of Minglang to shoot an attack, killing the white jade rabbit, ticking, a drop of ink fell on the ground, and the white jade rabbit in the painting disappeared.
Mu Chen and the others nodded with enlightenment, only to see that the head teacher of Minglang condensed a faint soul intent, blended into the ink on the ground, and the ink cultivation expanded, turning into a white jade rabbit again, bouncing and carrying a cute meaning into the picture scroll.
"Sixth-Order Soul Melting, I only feel a little bit of fur, so the White Jade Rabbit is a little cute, but its attack power is really not weak, comparable to ordinary monks in the foundation building period, and it can survive with the outside world for more than a month. Next, I will explain to you some of the knowledge of artists to help you go further. ”
The head teacher of Minglang showed the sixth level of the painter in front of everyone without reservation, and this kind of teaching is of great benefit to Mu Chen and others.
A class lasts until the moon hangs high.
"Mu Chen, this painting is given to you, I hope it can be of some help to you, and the painter can only rely on his own understanding and remember. ”。
Before leaving, the head teacher handed the scroll of the Ancient Forest to Mu Chen. Mu Chenzhen took it and bowed down to thank him.
This Ancient Forest Picture Scroll was a mortal thing before the head teacher was alive and melted, but now, its power is not weaker than an ordinary fourth-order peak magic weapon, or even stronger.