He Qing walked to the edge of a pool and reached out to catch a picture. The rest of the screen then disappears.

"Brother Gu, this is the painting. ”

He Qing immediately carefully placed the spirit stones on the table.

Gu Qing stared intently at the pictures fixed in the pool, and had no time to think about how these pictures appeared. The picture in the water is a peak that stands tall in the sky, the mountains are very light, and the blue sky is vast.

It's a painting.

The technique used by the peak is exquisite, and the mound of soil is advanced layer by layer, showing the richness of the soil and the solitary height of the mountain.

It's just that the picture in the water is not detailed enough, and it is difficult for Gu Qing to grasp the divine intent in it.

Half an hour passed, and the water waved.

The screen disappears.

Pictures appeared in the water again, but the painting was missing.

He Qing sighed and said, "It's better to shoot it away for someone else." ”

He chose another picture, and in it was a pen, and soon the stone table glowed red. A hole opened in the top of the stone above the stone table, giving birth to a suction, sucking the spirit stone away, and after a while, a pen was spit out from the mouth.

It was He Qing who selected the pen in the picture.

"This is a magic weapon, and the pen blade is immortal for thousands of years, and it is also called the Liyan pen. ”

He put away his pen and said, "Brother Gu, let's go to your house first, you can help me copy the painting just now, how much can I imitate." ”

Immediately, He Qing took Gu Qing and left the Purple Bamboo Forest.

This time, instead of walking slowly, I walked quickly.

Not long after, He Qing and Gu Qing arrived in front of the courtyard. He Qing didn't pant at all, and said, "Brother Gu, although I know that you are extremely talented, I didn't expect to walk such a hurried way, and I don't see you tired." ”

Gu Qing said: "Let's not talk about these first, I'll help you draw first." ”

He Qing handed the Liyan pen to Gu Qing and said, "Just use it, it was in the purple bamboo forest before, and it is not suitable for imitation painting, so it is better to paint on your side." ”

Gu Qing nodded, took out the drawing paper and ink, and used the Liyan pen to imitate the painting just now according to his memory.

At this moment, he knew better why He Qing asked him to imitate the painting, because that painting was from the same person as the "Water Far Mountain Chief" that Gu Qing imitated in the Qingqiu Pavilion before.

Gu Qing imitated the painting in one go, but this time it obviously did not have the agility of the last imitation. After all, even if they are the same author, when they paint different works, they have different intentions.

Therefore, there will be a difference in the divine consciousness in the painting.

When He Qing saw it, his eyes lit up and said, "At least seven points similar, Brother Gu, you helped me a lot this time." ”

Gu Qing said: "The pen will be returned to you." ”

When he said this, he was a little reluctant in his heart, and he had never used such a good pen.

When he put down the pen, Gu Qing was even a little refreshed, and after the imitation was finished, his whole body was comfortable, and he was not tired at all.

And the pen and ink on the paper, the shades are all unsatisfactory.

If the hair-blowing sword is the favorite of swordsmen in the world, then this writing pen is also the dream of all painters.

He Qing put away the pen and said with a smile: "If this is mine, it's okay to give it to you." ”

Gu Qing said: "You better give me the spirit stone first." ”

He Qing smiled and took out a pebble the size of a grain of rice from his sleeve.

"It's different from what you took out in the Purple Bamboo Forest. ”

"Don't be disgusted, I've done my best to pick out this one for you. ”

Gu Qing took the spirit stone the size of a grain of rice and said, "Okay, you can go back." ”

He Qing couldn't help coughing and said, "Don't you leave me to eat?" ”

Gu Qing said: "There is not much rice." ”

He Qingdao said: "If the spirit stone I gave you is bigger, I guess you won't say so." ”

Gu Qing said helplessly: "I'm not a stingy person, why don't I send you a jar of pickles." ”

He went back to the house and found a jar of olive vegetables.

He Qing was unceremoniously, opened the jar, tasted a little, and praised: "Although you picked a little, this pickle tastes really good, I will come to you after eating." ”

Gu Qing said: "I will send you this time, and I will have to collect the money next time." ”

He Qing sighed: "Brother Gu, I see that you have been living alone for a long time before you have become so unkind, next time I invite you to drink flower wine, I can't let you hold back like this all the time, sooner or later you will get sick, and people will become strange." ”

When he finished speaking, he laughed, put away the painting, and left with the jar and pen.

Wow wow.

He Qing shouted on the road: "Where did the bird poop come from?" ”

Gu Qing clapped his hands, the little crow flew to his side, he knocked on its head and said, "What are you doing pulling things on people." ”

Wow wow!

Gu Qing said: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

After a while, He Qing had already gone far away. Obviously, he wanted to stay here to laugh at Gu Qing, and he was actually very anxious about what he was doing.

The little crow stopped calling, and the yard became quiet again.

He Qing was there, although it was a little noisy, but as soon as he left, Gu Qing was a little uncomfortable, and he felt that there was a little less fireworks. "Sure enough, you can't have too deep a relationship with people, and it's easy to feel nostalgic and burdened. ”

Went back to the house and found a rattan chair to lie in the yard, the evening breeze could not make Gu Qing shiver in the slightest, he breathed evenly and fell into a light sleep. Occasionally, I feel melancholy, but I can sleep well. If it doesn't work, then get another sleep.

It wasn't until the moonlight dissolved in the courtyard that Gu Qing woke up, he took out the spirit stone the size of a grain of rice and studied it, and finally found that as long as he kept the spirit stone by his side when he was cultivating, his cultivation of the Mixed Yuan Tongzi Gong would be relatively smoother.

His perception was extremely delicate, and he noticed that the spirit stone had slightly improved the surrounding environment, similar to the freshness of the empty mountain after the new rain, especially when practicing, this feeling was even more obvious.

After only two days, Gu Qing found that the spirit stone had no effect.

"If only I could have more spirit stones. ”

Gu Qing took some time to go to the city to receive the antique shop, and by the way, he handed over the autumn picture of Wang Lu's mountain residence at home to the horse shopkeeper to sell.

The shopkeeper was very happy to do things for Gu Qing, but Gu Qing took out the autumn picture of the mountain residence and said it, which made him a little embarrassed.

However, he admired Gu Qing's vision even more, the painting had been in his hands for so long, and he couldn't see anything strange at all.

Although the previous owner was wealthy, without Gu Qing's eyesight, he could only help the antique shop.

Moreover, Gu Qing has a good relationship with big names such as He Qing and Duqi, and he also knows Fang Lao, and the shopkeeper feels that he is a middle-aged person who is about to be transferred, and he may be able to follow Gu Qing to make a career in the future.

After all, Gu Qing is still young now, and there are no other helpers around him.

In the words of the storyteller, he will be the founder of the country in the future.

However, comparing Gu Qing to the emperor, he didn't feel disobedient at all. The shopkeeper subconsciously thought that Gu Qing was a dragon and phoenix.

And recently contacted Gu Qing, I found that Gu Qing did not have the unique temperament when I first met.

The shopkeeper is more attentive and makes up for it, and the son is a hidden dragon in the abyss, and Taoguang is obscure.

When the son of the flying dragon is in the sky, it is the time for him to soar.

Gu Qing didn't bother to care about the twists and turns in the shopkeeper's heart, he just asked the shopkeeper to help him sell the painting, and half of it was used to buy the bream.

At the same time, Gu Qing went to look for He Qing a few more times, wanting to ask He Qing about the spirit stone.

It's just that after that time, He Qing became very busy, and Gu Qing came to the door several times, but he didn't see anyone.

Therefore, Gu Qing temporarily extinguished his mind and waited for the next full moon.

On this day, Gu Qing got up early in the morning, pushed the window and looked out, and saw that it had snowed in Jiangcheng all night. He heard a rush of footsteps coming from the snow, and he approached very quickly.

Soon there was a knock on the door.

Gu Qing opened the door, and the door was Duqi, who had not been seen for many days.

He said with a sad face: "Brother Gu, Brother He, he went to the immortal last night." ”