At this time, Yuan Hao's thoughts were all on the way to practice, and he suddenly asked him not to practice, settle down, and learn some Danqing drawing techniques, how easy is it?

Suddenly, I heard Zhu Lingqian smile and said, "Male husband, do you really want to regret the agreed matter?" As a Danqing planner, she has already seen people, and when she saw Yuan Hao's face twitching, her brows were deeply locked, and after a little thought, she could guess that eight or nine would not be far from ten.

Yuan Hao only felt a dilemma, on the one hand, he had to bear the hideous gaze of Zhu Yuntang's probe coming out, as if he was about to kill, and on the other hand, he had to bear the indifferent demeanor of Zhu Lingqian's smile, and he felt a sense of forest, and he shuddered. In this dilemma, in the end, he was entangled in every way, or compromised, and endured the increasingly piercing gaze of Zhuyuntang, and came to the big bamboo house.

Zhu Lingqian stepped forward to open the door, the false bamboo door was open, only to see the sandalwood in the room faintly, the furnishings were simple, except for some daily necessities, there were no other fancy things, but the ink was drawn all over the mountains and pits, everywhere, a window next to the tent sprinkled with warm sun, just covered on the low table.

Yuan Hao only felt that the foreground seemed familiar, and he thought about it carefully, except for the large bamboo house, which was relatively spacious, well ventilated, and well-lit, the rest were all the same as the prison cells in the Holy Sect's Tibetan Land.

He followed the light and saw an unfinished drawing on the table, which was roughly two face-to-face figures, facing each other. The two figures, one tall and one short, have a group of mountains behind them, and if you look closely, you can see where the two people are, and the left and right are low-lying farmland, which should be a rural place.

Zhu Lingqian walked quickly to the table, sat down, and gently patted the table with his arms like snow lotus, slightly windy, startling Yuan Hao. But seeing the paper flying in the air, Zhu Lingqian sent it out with another palm, and slapped the unfinished ink paper aside. Under Yuan Hao's surprised gaze, the thin piece of paper lightly bumped into the other strokes stacked into a hill, and with a bang, the hill formed by the stacking collapsed with a bang, and suddenly drowned the unfinished stroke.

Yuan Hao blinked and asked, "Miss Ling Qian, what's that drawing?"

Zhu Lingqian said, "Don't worry about that row, you come and sit down." 」

Yuan Hao sat according to the words, looked at Zhu Lingqian head-on, just stared at a few eyes, his back couldn't help but straighten, and he panicked inexplicably.

Zhu Lingqian said, "I taught you a little basic brushwork first. 」

She took out a piece of rice paper and a pen, taught the Danqing technique, and said: "Qin, chess, calligraphy, and strokes are called the four arts, and the four arts are of various types, each with its own merits, broad and profound, and among the Danqing, there are two major principles, one is the penmanship, and the other is the ink method. There are five fronts in the penmanship, which are the center, the side, the reverse front, the drag front, and the scattered front, and the center is the backbone, just like the pillars of the house. The ink method is said to be based on the five elements of yin and yang, and there are other five colors, which are five colors, which are thick, light, dry, wet, and burnt. Let's explain in detail in turn.

Although Yuan Hao didn't know anything about Danqing's drawing, he imagined rich, his hands were quick and his eyes were quick, Zhu Lingqian said one step, and he did it as one.

Zhu Lingqian was pleasantly surprised, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and then he taught him brushwork and ink mixing methods, and then asked him to draw some fruits and animals.

Yuan Hao didn't have much motivation at first, he just thought about agreeing to other people's promises, and he had to fulfill them. The children's hearts are together, they have learned several times, they have practiced jerky brushwork, and they have drawn a dog, with an unsatisfactory demeanor, the dog's head is like a cat, and the tail is as long as a monkey's tail, but they are quite proud.

After the strokes were finished, Zhu Lingqian carefully examined the strokes, and did not say whether it was good or bad, his eyes secretly stared at Yuan Hao, and when he saw him smiling happily, he said lightly: "In the future, you will practice martial arts in the morning, and once you notice that the progress is not smooth, you will come to practice the strokes." 」

Yuan Hao's eyes rolled and he agreed. Come again the next morning, practice first, practice until noon, after three hours, have lunch, then learn to row, finish dinner, say goodbye and leave, return to the Jueqian Pavilion and then extract qi in the body, forge the meridians.

For more than 20 days in a row, the days were very clear and passed quickly. The grand occasion of Fuxian Town is better than one day, it is very lively, and there is an endless stream of visitors. In a few days, it will be the Fuxian Youth Meeting.

One day, Yuan Hao returned to the small realm, concentrated on extracting qi as usual, and let the Dao Qi flow around, but he felt that the only meridian in his body was impetuous, and if he wanted to store it, it would be even more hot. Even if you define it as "heart fasting", your mind is empty, and once you re-extract your qi, your meridians will become restless again, and you won't be able to practice at all.

He let out a long breath and tried again a few times, but it was still fruitless, strange and unspeakable, but he didn't feel that there was anything serious, he just thought that it was caused by his impetuousness, so he simply stopped practicing, and fell asleep directly. In the early morning of the next day, he also got up early in the morning, took a black mallet, a long sword, and a sheep's pen given by Zhu Lingqian, and asked Li Ruoxu to open the boundary gate and go to the poplar forest.

Li Ruoxu moved according to his words, casually extracting the Dao Qi of the small realm, and the realm gate echoed and appeared, and at the same time, the martial law golden text and golden light also burst out, floating in the air, and the light flashed and disappeared, showing that there was a law to follow.

Yuan Hao looked at the golden light of martial arts, and felt slightly strange, as a native of Yinghai Island, he had practiced the method of calming his mind, and he usually felt a sense of rejection when he saw the golden light of martial arts, but the golden light of martial arts he saw today was not quite the same, and he only felt very uncomfortable all over his body, and he almost wanted to vomit. He didn't want to think about it anymore, tomorrow was a young man, time was precious, and he was about to touch the door when he took a few steps forward.

At this moment, I only heard a strange noise from the boundary gate, and the door was originally a pure white light, which was shrouded by the golden light of martial arts, and the noise of the boundary gate was even more disordered, as if it was an enemy, and it was even the door that rushed straight to it.

Yuan Hao and Li Ruoxu were all startled, and before they could react, they saw that the boundary gate was about to pounce.

At that moment, the silver light flashed, and with a bang, a silver cone struck the frame of the boundary gate, smashing out a little fire, slightly repelling the momentum of the boundary gate.

In the next moment, I suddenly heard someone roar urgently, "Get out of the way!" but it was the voice of everyone scrambling to take the lead. Yuan Hao and Li Ruoxu came back to their senses when they heard the sound, and hurriedly retreated to the left and right.

All of them rushed to be the first and shouted, "If you are empty, quickly withdraw the Dao Qi! The Boundary Gate has no Dao Qi, so naturally it will not be able to stay for a long time. As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and the two silver cones were ready to go. He condensed his breath at the cone, only to see that the silver cone was bigger when it landed, and when there were two sounds, they hit the left and right sides of the door frame of the boundary gate respectively.

But seeing that the boundary gate was shocked by the cone and flew five steps away, in mid-air, it turned several times, as if it couldn't stop. According to that momentum, the gate should fall straight to the ground. Unexpectedly, Wulu Jin Wen seemed to feel something, and spit out a stream of energy from the golden light, firmly enveloping the boundary gate, and the boundary gate was helped by energy, and then turned half a circle, stopped in the air, and fell safely and steadily.

They all scrambled to curse secretly, and then took out a few more cones, and found that the golden light could gradually block the silver cones, and shouted, "If you are empty!"

Li Ruoxu responded according to his words, withdrawing the Dao Qi, as Du Rush said, the realm gate looked out of control at first glance, very strange, once the Dao qi was lost, there was also no way to operate, only to see the light on the door suddenly dispersed, the realm gate returned to silence, and soon after the volley, it slowly disappeared.

They all sighed first, glared at him, and said, "What did you do with the surname Yuan?" Lao Tzu was busy all night, and seeing that it was dawn, he could finally sleep for a while. Fuck, are you okay?"