Chapter 89: Tengyun Leads to Poetry and Painting

Fang Yu said loudly: "The seniors are too famous, and the juniors are just talking nonsense, which makes the seniors laugh!"

"You don't have to be modest, can you come over and talk about it? The old man is waiting for you at the top of this mountain. The voice was so thick and magnetic that it was impossible to refuse his invitation.

Fang Yu looked at the mountain opposite, it was the so-called Wangshan running a dead horse! Not to mention that he was still near the top of the mountain on this side! If it was still the Jindan Realm, it would be good if it was still the Jindan Realm, and the Edgeworth Flight would be there in a while. It's just that it's really hard to refuse, so I have to respond: "The seniors have this interest, and the juniors should obey their fate! It's just that the seniors have to wait for a long time!"

"Hahaha!" The man burst out laughing again, but the laughter was no longer a spiritual transmission, but just like that, it came from the opposite mountain into the ears of several people, and the laughter was clear, and it vibrated so that the sea of clouds rolled for a while, churning endlessly like the waves of the sea. Gradually, those sea of clouds actually began to gather and condense, and the clouds and mist around the opposite mountain peak continued to shrink towards the top of the Wind Mountain.

The man's laughter continued, Fang Yu and the others' hearts were also shaken, but there was no discomfort The laughter gradually weakened, but the area around the top of the mountain was completely shrouded in dense fog, only to hear the man's long howl, and then shout: "Go!" I saw that the dense fog that shrouded the top of the mountain was rolling rapidly towards the place where Fang Yu and the others were!

In an instant, the thick fog stopped in front of the three of them in Fang Yu's stunned eyes! I heard the man laugh and say, "You don't have to bother, I'll take you over when you get on this cloud!"

Fang Yu was horrified in her heart! This cloud can really carry people? Or the three of them! Could it be the clouds and fog in the cross? Mei Yunxue was also shocked, not only was she shocked by that person's methods, but also that this height made her feel afraid of heights! This is not an airplane and a spaceship! It was an ethereal cloud!

Lin Peishan was even more shocked in his heart, not only because of the means, but also because this elder, who was rarely seen, actually used a means to let a person from a foreign sect go to meet him!

Fang Yu's heart was horizontal, and he sent out a letter! So he respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "So hard to work on the seniors to cast spells!"

Fang Yu only felt that his feet were like stepping into a pile of cotton, and when he took two steps forward, the feeling of cotton became like stepping on a water bag, and his feet were solid and elastic, and that feeling was almost not much different from being down-to-earth, and the clouds and mist around his body seemed to have a soft force wrapping him, and he didn't need to worry about balance at all, it was actually very comfortable!

Fang Yu stretched out his hand to Mei Yunxue and said, "Yunxue, come, come up! ”

Seeing Fang Yu like this, Mei Yunxue also dissipated her worries, stepped forward, the soft feeling instantly wrapped her, and came to Fang Yu's side in two steps, holding Shang Yu's hand, that kind of warm feeling, wrapped in this slightly cool cloud mist, she felt comfortable all over, so she was reluctant to let go, just held it all the time, and didn't say anything, just looked at Fang Yu and nodded, just looked down at the clouds and mist under her feet, as if she wanted to study this cloud and mist to be famous.

Seeing that Fang Yu and the two of them had gone up to the clouds, Lin Peishan hurriedly bowed to Na Tingfeng Shan and said, "Thank you, Elder!" Then he also stepped on the clouds, but when he saw the hands held by the two, he was sober and stood on the other side of Fang Yu with interest.

I heard the man shout: "Get up!"

The clouds and mist were surging rapidly, but Fang Yu and the three of them were stable under their feet, and there was no unusual feeling. Between the rolling clouds and mist, it first rose for a while, and then rushed towards the top of Tingfeng Mountain.

Fang Yu only felt as steady as standing still, but he saw that the scenery at the foot of the mountain flashed rapidly, and the distance between the mountains on both sides was not known for thousands of meters, it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and he had reached the top of Tingfeng Mountain.

The cloud and mist stopped in front of the house on the top of the mountain, and in just a breath, Fang Yu felt that he had his feet on the ground, and then the cloud and mist quickly dispersed, and only after leaving the three of them for more than a hundred meters did he lose control, allowing these clouds and mist to continue to surge with the wind near the top of the mountain. Fang Yu held Mei Yunxue's hand, the two of them glanced at each other, and their hearts were shocked again, this speed was several times faster than their flying swords!

Fang Yu's attitude became more and more respectful, and he bowed with his fists and saluted: "Junior Fang Yu to meet the senior!"

Mei Yunxue was also busy clasping her fists and bowing: "Senior Mei Yunxue meets her seniors!"

Lin Peishan also hurriedly took the disciple salute and said, "Disciple Lin Peishan pays a visit to Elder Lan!"

I saw the door slowly open, and the voice came out: "Come in, don't be restrained!"

The three of them hurriedly thanked each other and entered the house one after another.

Fang Yu entered the house and saw that the room of nearly 20 square meters was his most common minimalist type, and a picture of the mountain scenery was hung in the middle of the middle hall of the big house on the front wall.

The next rectangular table is about the same size as a desk of more than one meter, unpainted, brown and yellow, slightly black wood grain color, and smooth tabletop, all of which show that this is a family item from the old age. On the left-hand side of the table sat a Taoist on a chair with a back of the same color.

I saw that the face of the person looked like he was about sixty years old, but he had black hair neatly tied in a bun, and a black beard more than three inches long under his chin, which made him look a lot younger, with a faint smile on his face, a kind appearance, a thin face with a heroic spirit in the vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were deep and focused. A white-washed gray robe was so old that it was no longer visible in its original color, but it was very neat, and a medicine pod embroidered on his chest indicated his identity as an elder. It's just that the color of this embroidered medicine tripod has also lost its original color, and it is also grayish, and the color of the clothes on the chest is almost the same, and it is not easy to distinguish without looking carefully.

He saw Fang Yu and a few people coming in, pointed to the two simple chairs and a table on each side and said, "Friends, please sit at will, don't be restrained! ”

Fang Yu and Mei Yunxue didn't dare to connect with each other, and sat down with Lin Peishan left and right.

"Look at the clothes of the two friends, but the disciples of the Snow Transformation Sect, the Snow Transformation Sect is really blessed to have such an outstanding disciple as you!" Nalan Zhi smiled, and praised the two of them first.

Fang Yu and Mei Yunxue were both a little embarrassed, and said in unison: "The seniors praised it falsely!"

Fang Yu continued: "The juniors are just a few nonsense, but they have been able to see the supernatural means of the seniors, this is a great blessing!" Fang Yu also hurriedly sent a sycophant!

Lan Zhi laughed: "Don't be modest, your name is Fang Yu, right?" I seem to be a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've heard it for a while. ”

Fang Yuqi said: "How is it possible? I just arrived at your Medicine God Star yesterday and entered the Medicine God Valley, I think I am a person with the same name, right?"

Nalan Zhi smiled slightly, and didn't answer this, but just asked: "Not this, even if you can chant poetry, and calligraphy is also extraordinary, why don't you ask you to inscribe the poem you chanted just now on my painting?"

Fang Yu was taken aback: "How can this make the younger generation never dare! The calligraphy of the younger generation is just a beginner, if it is inscribed on this painting, I am afraid that it will not immediately destroy this painting!"

Lan Zhi said with a smile: "Why not? The poems you compose will naturally have their charm by you, if you change others, you may not be able to get the rhyme!"

Fang Yu said with a wry smile: "I don't dare to hide from my predecessors, although my juniors have practiced calligraphy, but now they only have one or two shapes, not to mention that the words are divine, if you really write poems, you will definitely ruin this painting!"

Lan Zhifu smiled and said: "Modesty is a good thing, but my generation of practice, even if you don't move forward bravely, you don't have to be timid, the old man will let you write a poem, you can rest assured that the bold title is! I think you should have heard it, practice first cultivate the mind! You take this poem as a cultivation of the mind, why not? Besides, a painting is just a painting, if it really makes you bad, it will be broken, what does it matter?"

Fang Yu was helpless when he heard this, Lan Zhi's words came to this, if he refused, not only would he not give face to his seniors, but I am afraid that he would really be affected by this in the future and cringe!

Lan Yi smiled and said, "It should have been like this a long time ago!" turned around and took the painting off the wall, put it on the table beside him, and with a wave of his hand, the table moved to the front of the room

Lin Peishan looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, he couldn't believe that Elder Lan, who was almost just a legend in the sect and was rare to see, would treat a junior from a foreign sect like this. If I can meet with Elder Lan Zhi, I still have to rely on the blessing of this Fang Yu! I really don't know where this Fang Yu attracted the elder? Is it really because of such a poem? Then I will also go to study poetry in the future? My heart was a little confused for a moment when my thoughts flickered.

After the table reached the middle of the room, Lan Shang waved his hand again but took the pen and ink from the storage space and put it on the table, and then a bowl of clear water appeared and put it aside, and then smiled at Mei Yunxue and said, "Girl, can you come to sharpen the ink?"

Mei Yunxue got up and chuckled: "Be obedient!" Mei Yunxue also had some expectations for what kind of words Fang Yu would write.

At the beginning, Fang Yu did put a lot of effort into this area, although Fang Yu did not study calligraphy on the earth, but he did not put this effort into it, and for more than a thousand years after he was born, it was almost unimaginable to be literate and not practice calligraphy. Coupled with the memory transmission of almost the knowledge that can be summarized in words, and a large number of works in various fonts, Fang Yu quickly passed the entry level, and then although he was limited to time and had a limited understanding of the calligraphy of the lingua franca of Xiuzhen, it would not be like Fang Yu himself who only had one or two shapes, it could be that the foundation had been formed, and it was time to gradually form his own style.

Mei Yunxue grinded the ink unhurriedly, letting Fang Yu calm down first and adjust her state.

Fang Yu first straightened the painting, carefully looked at the layout of the painting, and saw how to write and arrange it. The specifications of the painting are somewhat different from Fang Yu's common specifications on the earth, about one meter wide and about one meter five long, the perspective of this painting seems to be higher at the top of the mountain where Fang Yu is located, and there is a sense of oblique looking down from the sky, but even at this angle, not only does not make people feel the shortness of the mountain, but on the contrary, they see the upright and arrogant posture on this painting, and the feeling of dust between the clouds and mist jumps on the paper, Fang Yu looks at it in a trance, as if he wants to be deeply attracted to it. Looking at the cliff where no grass grows, and the trees that grow tenaciously in the mountain rocks, and even at the top of the mountain, where the same rocks are everywhere, actually form a sparse forest, I just feel that the tenacity of this life is really the most beautiful picture!

Fang Yu's eyes were deeply attracted, almost became unfocused, the sense of vitality brought by the tenacious vitality in his body became more and more vigorous, the spring grass began to run, and accelerated rapidly, the painting in his brain seemed to be engraved into his heart, the poem he had chanted before turned sharply in his mind, and an impulse made him involuntarily pick up the brush on the table, and he didn't have time to look at the appearance of the brush, and reached out to the inkstone where Mei Yunxue was grinding ink.

Fang Yu held the brush, which was naturally stained with ink, and at the same time sensed the softness and hardness of the pen.

The brush dipped in ink, let him feel the softness of the pen and the toughness of the pen waist when he felt that it was just right, quickly picked up the pen, and every time he wrote a sentence naturally dipped in ink, the whole process was straight like flowing water, without any sense of stagnation, in one go.

Lan Zhi nodded frequently while watching, especially when Fang Yu's spring grass was startling, it made his eyes light up and his smile even more.

Fang Yu only felt that every time he wrote a sentence, the spring grass sting ran rapidly on its own for a week, and after writing four sentences, the spring grass sting ran around the whole week, and when Fang Yu put down the pen, the spring grass sting ran just to stop.

Fang Yu exhaled lightly, only feeling comfortable all over, as if he had eaten some elixir, and the feeling of comfort made him almost want to moan. Fortunately, he quickly reacted to where he was now, suppressed this feeling, turned to Lan Zhi's place, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you seniors, I didn't expect that there is such a magic hidden in this painting of my predecessors, and the younger generations can get this realization, but they spoil this painting, I am really afraid!"

Nalan Zhi looked at Fang Yu with a smile, and suddenly laughed again, and only after the laughter stopped, did he say: "Fang Yu, I remember, you are the Fang Yu who got the Spring Grass Sting Heart Method, right?"

Mei Yunxue stopped grinding her hand for a moment, she also heard Fang Yuqi about this, but she also didn't know what sect it was, only that it was the sect where Elder Wei Chunfeng's Taoist companion was located. At that time, Mei Yunxue was only a core disciple, but she was not a core disciple after all, and she didn't know many things. Now this one also reminds her of this stubble.

Fang Yu was even more shocked in his heart, he wanted to ask more clearly at that time, but he had to know naturally in the future, and although the sect paid enough price, it finally had a cause and effect, and if there was a chance, he should also think about ending this cause and effect.

Fang Yu hurriedly asked, "That spring grass sting is a gift from the previous sect?"

Lan Zhi smiled and said: "It's true that my sect is true, but it's not a gift, it's just a transaction!

Lin Peishan heard that his heart was like a stormy wave, the status of the spring grass in the sect, that is known to everyone, he has not made a great contribution to the sect, and it is a dream to want to get this skill early! Even if the elite disciples do not reach the Jindan realm, they will almost not have this exercise, if they are a little mediocre, they will not think about it after they have obtained the Yuan Infant Period. Only those who are outstanding in alchemy will have the opportunity to contact and cultivate the Spring Grass Stinging during the foundation building period, and this is just a chance, and the assessment that needs to be passed can be very strict! That is, in the Danxin Pavilion, if you have to pass on the Spring Grass Sting during the foundation building period, it can already be regarded as a proud stream!

Fang Yu asked: "I don't know which senior is in charge, the junior asked the seniors in my sect at that time, but they didn't tell me. ”

Lan Zhi smiled: "Since you don't know, don't be entangled, what's the difference between knowing and not knowing, it's not an ordinary cultivation." Then he turned to the front of the inscription and looked at it carefully.

Lan Zhi looked at the poem, and couldn't help but chant it in his mouth, and after reciting it again, he couldn't help nodding his head, looking satisfied, and reciting it again, which showed that the joy in his heart was not pretended. After a while, he said: "Yes, it's really good, although it doesn't have the bearing of a great grandmaster, but it has a young vitality, vigorous vitality, and an ethereal charm, and it is extremely rare to have such attainments at an age!"

"Such a charm and this painting complement each other, good!

Fang Yu's face turned red when he heard him praise him like this, but it was the first time he had painted an inscription poem on someone else, and he was already satisfied with not being to blame, but he didn't expect Lan Zhi to have such a high evaluation, and hurriedly said: "The seniors praise falsely, the juniors are chasing ducks to the shelves, how can they be praised so much!"

Lan Zhi patted Fang Yu on the shoulder and said: "You don't have to be modest, I don't praise it at will, this painting has never been inscribed, it's not that no one wants to inscribe on it, but no one dares to inscribe on it!"

There was another burst of laughter!

Fang Yu smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard this, he didn't dare to write an inscription on it!

Lan Zhi's laughter stopped, took out a jade slip, handed it to Fang Yu and said, "I can't let you write plainly, you put this thing away, remember to destroy it after writing it down!"

"Is this ......?" Fang Yu was stunned, but he didn't dare to take it.