Because the aura gathered and the concentration increased, the bookstore suddenly lit up.

The aura flickered, like fireflies on the riverside in the middle of summer, covering the light of the butter candles.

"This ...... It's a brilliant story, isn't it?"

Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her small hands, her face was full of shock, and she didn't even dare to pant out loud, for fear of disturbing Sun Mo's painting.

"Definitely, look at the colors on the paintings. ”

The old servant was also very quiet, lower than the noise made by mosquitoes, and he was also afraid of disturbing Sun Mo.

You must know that even if you are a famous painter, this kind of realm is also unattainable, so if Sun Mo interrupts, this map of Sanzang traveling west will also be destroyed.

When the time comes, don't say that the master will reprimand himself, even if he is himself, he will want to die headlong.

Middle-earth Kyushu, like ancient China, has low productivity and lacks pigments, so calligraphy, writing, painting, white rice paper, and black ink are the mainstream.

This is also a characteristic of Chinese painting.

But when a famous painter enters the realm of brilliant brushwork and starts creating, everything is very different.

The aura is attached to the end of the wolf's pen, and with the famous painter's wanton creation, the lines exposed by the pen are also brought with brilliant colors.

With a heart's mind and aura, a famous painter can paint the desired color, rather than a simple carbon black ink.

The sunset at dusk reflects the sunset, and it is orange-red.

In the green mountains, filled with the miasma of twilight, the dusty Sanzang mage, holding the reins, jumped over a giant tree that had been struck down by lightning.

Because of the realm of wonderful brushstrokes, the soil on the corners of Master Sanzang's clothes, the dirty coat color of the white dragon horse, and the nine-ring tin staff that is still shining even if it is dusty, every detail is impregnated with perfect color.

Zheng Qingfang and the three of them stopped talking, even if they were curious to death and wanted to watch closely, but at this time, they all slowed down and quietly retreated.

At this moment, no one dared to disturb Sun Mo and disturb the birth of a famous painting.

Yes, once a painting is born with a brilliant brush and dyed with color, it is recognized as a famous painting, and even the most demanding judges cannot deny it.

Even if there was a famous painter present at this time, he could say that Sun Mo's painting skills were not enough, that the artistic conception of this painting was poor, and it was not good enough, but he definitely did not dare to say that this painting was not a famous painting.

Because the wonderful brush blossoms, this is the absolute standard of famous paintings.

If this painting is taken out and sold, it can definitely be sold at a high price, and those dignitaries who like Chinese painting can collect it with confidence even if they don't know how to paint, and they don't have to worry about being pitted, because the gorgeous color is enough to prove its worth.

After a long time, Sun Mo stepped back, dropped the wolf's hair, clasped his hands on his chest, and stared at the painting.

At this time, the atmosphere in the bookstore suddenly lightened.

At this time, Zheng Qingfang and the three of them dared to breathe loudly, applaud and express their opinions.

At this time, it is time to enjoy famous paintings.

Bang Bang Bang!

Zheng Qingfang clapped his hands excitedly, walked over, and kept praising with his mouth.

"Good painting!"

"Good painting!"

"It's so drawn!"

Zheng Qingfang stared at the westward map of Sanzang, and he couldn't express his heart directly after three praises in a row.

The color of this painting is not gorgeous, because of the use of gray tones, so it looks like there is a struggle, a depressing atmosphere, which makes people feel uncomfortable, but this discomfort, when looking at Sanzang again, it is all like ice and snow melting.

Sanzang's eyes, firm, bright, looking into the distance!

Sanzang's pace, light, powerful, through the catastrophe!

Sanzang's expression, revealing the perseverance and perseverance to retrieve the true scriptures, went to the west, no matter how difficult and distant the road was, he absolutely retreated.

Already dying?

No, Zheng Qingfang looked at this painting and only felt that the road was moving forward, and he could fight for another twenty years?

Lu Zhiruo held her hands tightly, sweat broke out on the tips of her nose with excitement, and the cowardice and inferiority complex in her heart dissipated at this time, leaving only a thick attachment.

"I want to be the one who makes my father proud, and I will definitely make him recognize me!"

Lu Zhiruo remembered the oath she made when she left home.

"Sir!"

The old servant couldn't help shouting, thinking of the ups and downs of the sea that accompanied Zheng Qingfang for many years, and couldn't help crying: "You didn't succeed!"

"yes, it didn't work out!"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head, he blamed himself for this body, he was too angry, if he could break through the bottleneck and step into the realm of a thousand lives, even if it was only ten years of life.

"This is what I painted?"

Sun Mo's face gradually appeared in disbelief.

"Yes!"

The tone of the system was flat, but it was also a little shocked at this time.

Although the mastery of painting is given as a skill and can be used without much effort, it takes a while to perfect it.

has reached this level when he got started, and he actually entered the realm of wonderful brushwork, which is enough to show that Sun Mo is outstanding in painting.

"Could it be that Sun Mo was a painter in his previous life, until he was hit by an arrow in the knee?"

The system guesses.

"That's a brilliant story!"

Zheng Qingfang was amazed, then looked at Sun Mo, and stopped talking: "Sun Xiaoyou, I have a reluctant request!"

Bite!

+30 opinion from Zheng Qingfang.

Prestige relationship with Zheng Qingfang, neutral (40/100).

"Uncle Zheng is outside, please speak!"

Sun Mo didn't dare to take it big, and also explained: "This painting, that is, a clever hand, if you ask me to draw the same one, I can't draw it." ”

Zheng Qingfang's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Hehe, the word is used well!"

"The teacher is amazing!"

Lu Zhiruo finally had a chance to praise it.

Bite!

From Lu Zhiruo's opinion +30.

Reputation relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (213/1000).

Bite!

+30 opinion from the old servant.

Prestige relationship with the old servant opens, current state, neutral (30/100).

The old servant didn't speak, but the favorability he gave was enough to show his appreciation and admiration for Sun Mo.

"Sun Xiaoyou, I don't know this painting, can you cut your love and give it to me?"

After Zheng Qingfang finished speaking, he hurriedly added: "I won't let Sun Xiaoyou suffer, how much is it, Sun Xiaoyou just ask!"

"Forget the money, if Uncle Zheng likes it, just take it!"

Sun Mo chuckled.

To be honest, this painting is awesome, and it is also my first famous painting, which is very commemorative, and I am really reluctant to send it away, but in the face of his diehard fans, Sun Mo absolutely cuts his love.

Who is Zheng Qingfang?

To high-ranking officials, I don't know how many young talents I have seen, but the favorability is 30, which is considered full value, which shows that people appreciate themselves quite a lot.

and the 1,000 taels of silver just now, I gave it away without saying a word, just so that I had no worries to finish writing "Journey to the West".

Who is this? This is a confidant!

Sun Mo is not a stingy person in the first place, and when he encounters this situation, he will definitely not ask for money.

"How can you do that? This is a famous painting, worth 10,000 gold!"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head, with his status, there are also many collections of calligraphy and painting at home, but there are only three that have reached the realm of wonderful brushwork.

There is no way, once this kind of famous painting appears on the market, it will cause crazy robbery, because it can really infect the mood of the viewer.

Just like this map of the westward journey of Sanzang, once a person has a hard life, is troubled at work, and has no heart, he can immediately be full of fighting spirit and passion when he looks at it.

This is the charm of famous paintings!

"Uncle Zheng, you can afford me, don't say this again. ”

Sun Mo sat back at the table: "Come, drink!"

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, then turned his head sideways and ordered the old servant: "Go, bring my cloud-chasing dagger!"

"Sir!"

The old servant obviously guessed Zheng Qingfang's thoughts, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Go get it!"

Zheng Qingfang scolded, then sat back in the banquet, drank a full cup, and then reluctantly got up, and stood in front of the desk again, admiring this map of the westward journey of Sanzang.

On this painting, Master Sanzang's persistence, his boldness and great perseverance to obtain the true scriptures are really infectious.

Soon, the old servant fetched a wooden box.

"Sun Xiaoyou, a little gift for you. ”

Zheng Qingfang took the box, opened it, and took out the dagger inside: "This was given to me by King Tang in the early years." ”

The Tang King was the emperor of the Tang Kingdom.

This dagger, gorgeous, is more like a work of art than a murderous weapon, the handle is inlaid with several precious gems, the blade is carved with exquisite patterns, and a string of jewels hangs down.

Listening to Zheng Qingfang's introduction, Sun Mo stared at the dagger, and the Divine Insight Technique was activated.

"Chasing clouds, dagger, about half a foot long, willow leaf-shaped, high-grade spiritual weapon, this dagger, has a summoning effect, chanting incantations, can summon a soul beast. ”

Zheng Qingfang stroked the dagger with emotion.

"This dagger once saved my life!" Zheng Qingfang showed a look of remembrance: "When I was on the border, I was surrounded by the army of Wu State, and it was the divine horse summoned by this dagger that I escaped. ”

"With this dagger, you can cut your finger and recite the incantation, and you can summon a horse called Cloud Chaser, who can travel thousands of miles every day without getting tired. ”

The old servant explained, and was very reluctant to see that the old man was going to give away this dagger that had been with him for more than thirty years.

The so-called soul beast is to open the spiritual intelligence, after the death of the beast containing the aura of heaven and earth in the body, the divine consciousness is still reluctant to give up on this world, coupled with the coincidence, it is transformed into a soul beast.

The birth rate of soul beasts is too low, so each one is priceless, and Sun Mo's famous painting can't be compared with others.

After the death of Chasing Cloud, because of the deep bond with Tang Wang, he was transformed into a soul beast and still accompanied him.

This chasing clouds, because it is a soul beast, is not tired or tireless, not hungry or thirsty, light as a swallow, running up, can catch up with the fleeting clouds in the sky, so it is named chasing clouds.

"The reason why this dagger is a high-grade spiritual weapon and does not reach the level of a holy weapon is because its attack is too poor, but if you want to say that it is a life-saving item, this is definitely the best. ”

Zheng Qingfang handed the dagger to Sun Mo: "As long as you ride it, the white clouds in the sky and the light breeze on the ground will not be able to catch up with you!"