Chapter 30 Jinxiu Street, Dongcheng
Hearing this, a chill rose in Chu Yunting's eyes.
When it is a wave of unsettled, a wave rises again.
This Hong Yuan's confidant, although he doesn't know his name, hates him to the bone, and even has the potential to lose both with him, which shows that his deterrence today is not enough!
Fortunately, the other party did not have a direct attack, but waited for the appraisal meeting of the Holy Painting Museum three days later, which gave him enough time!
"According to my current progress, in three days, it is enough to break through to the first-class painter! When the time comes, I will definitely use the power of thunder to deter you and others, and I will never forgive and cut the grass to the roots!" Chu Yunting's eyes flashed with solemnity.
Now that he has a feud with Chu Xiaohong, everyone knows that if he wants to establish himself in the Academy of Literature, he must use thunderous means!
At the same time, he understands that his top priority is to improve his painting as soon as possible!
It's not enough to kill one Hong Yuan, then kill the second and third!
He was secretly on guard in his heart, and wanted to continue to follow these two people with his soul, but found that when these two returned to the student's courtyard, it was as if there was a special isolation force that bounced him away and made him unable to follow.
"It seems that the protective formation where this student's courtyard is located has a miraculous effect. But this is fine, it also means that it is relatively safe for me to cultivate here......" Chu Yunting nodded secretly in his heart, and at this moment, he continued to cultivate his painting intention without sleep.
"Broken!"
Chu Yunting's pen walked the dragon and snake, the painting was like snow, and he suddenly drew a picture of the valley path, the young man inside, the long robe followed by the wind, stepping on the stone slab after the rain, the surrounding fog was thick, but it still couldn't stop the sharp edge on the young man's face.
It's painting himself.
Draw his edge, paint his cold arrogance.
If anyone stands in the way, even if it is a thousand miles, I will kill them!
For a time, the painting was immense.
This painting alone is enough to make students who have been painting for several years ashamed.
But at this time, Chu Yunting showed a trace of regret on his face.
After two days of sleepless cultivation, he has broken through from a first-level painter to a ninth-level painter, which is absolutely shocking to all beings, however, there is a huge bottleneck from the first-class painter, so that he can't break through after all.
Even if he concentrated his spirit just now and condensed his soul to go all out, he couldn't break through the limit after all.
The art of painting is originally accumulated over time, and it is impossible to travel thousands of miles in a day, but now he is running out of time.
After all, he is in a crisis, and he must become a first-class painter on the last day, otherwise, he will fall into a doom with Jiaona.
"There's only one day left!"
"By the way, I listened to the conversation between the two black-clothed students before, and said that the Yipin Spirit Pen can help break through to the Yipin Painter as soon as possible......!
According to the records in the painting scriptures, the spirit pen can enhance the perception of artistic conception, the eruption of inspiration, and the resonance of breath, even if it is not a product, even if there is a fifth-level or sixth-level spirit pen, it is enough to help Chu Yunting go to the next level.
Of course, the higher the grade of the spirit pen, the faster it will improve.
However, as for the types of spiritual brushes and how to distinguish them, the painting scriptures are vague, and these can only be explored by Chu Yunting himself.
Thinking of this, Chu Yunting didn't think twice, prepared a money bag, took out all the monthly stipends accumulated in the Chu Mansion over the years, a total of more than fifty taels of silver, and left the Academy of Literature and headed towards Jinxiu Street in the east city of Qixia Mansion.
He had been to the trading shop in the Academy of Literature before, and most of them were items that were eliminated and not used by old students, although they were occasionally rare, but there were no treasures as precious as the Yipin Spirit Pen.
Jinxiu Street in Dongcheng is the most lively and prosperous place in Qixia Mansion, enshrined by great figures such as Yipin painters and Yipin piano masters, as well as a variety of top shops, auction houses, and even a variety of destination stall transactions.
In particular, the items taken out by the stalls are often obtained in the border with the beast country, and many treasures are hidden from the ground for hundreds of years, and the pearl is covered with dust, which is a normal thing.
So from time to time, there is news that someone has picked up the leak and bought the top treasures at a very low price.
Of course, it doesn't just take eyesight, but also some luck.
Leaving the Academy of Literature in Nancheng, it was already early in the morning, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, but Chu Yunting walked all the way, and the student uniform of the Academy of Literature on his body made those people awe-inspired.
The Academy of Literature is the hope of the future of the entire Qixia Mansion, and the people who can be admitted to the Academy of Literature are at least in the realm of Xiucai, how dare they have the slightest offense.
Not long after walking, Chu Yunting finally stepped into the splendid street of the West City.
The whole Jinxiu Street extends in all directions, even if it is early in the morning, it is still bustling and busy, surrounded by many shops and countless stalls.
However, Chu Yunting first saw the innermost location of the entire Jinxiu Street, where the fog shrouded the bridge was broken.
The broken bridge is the core of the entire Fairview Street.
On this side of the broken bridge, there are all kinds of shops and stalls, and on the other side of the broken bridge, only a first-class holy master is qualified to enter.
Therefore, this broken bridge is also known as the bridge of seeking teachers.
Those who have not entered the identity of a first-class master, if they want to pass the broken bridge, they must show their unique talents, induce the breath of the broken bridge, and condense the seven-colored rainbow, so as to pass the broken bridge.
Of course, it is extremely difficult to condense a seven-colored rainbow, and over the years, just a ninth-level painter and a ninth-level violinist, I don't know how many people have come, but it has never caused a change in the broken bridge.
However, even if the distance is hundreds of zhang, Chu Yunting perceives that on the broken bridge, there are many wonderful paintings, there are also many superb poems, and even the rhyme of the piano that surrounds the beam, among which the paintings are varied, such as the dragon and elephant leaping, as if it is a set of exercises, the piano rhyme is all over the sky, and it seems to be a way of clear heart, which makes him look at it from afar, and suddenly feel relaxed and happy.
"At such a distance, I can actually figure out a trace of painting, not only because of the improvement of the painter's realm, but even because of the strengthening of the power of the divine soul?"
Chu Yunting suddenly felt that he had become stronger than before, and he couldn't help but feel a little more happy in his heart.
Then he began to look at the various stalls on the side of the road.
Most of these stalls are old items, including calligraphy posts, antique bottles, broken charms, etc., and naturally there are also a lot of paintbrushes.
These brushes are bamboo, mulberry wood, and even rare agarwood, and all kinds of materials are available.
However, after looking around, Chu Yunting frowned slightly, because he found that there was no trace of spirituality in these brushes.
"It seems that I can only go to the Splendid Pavilion......" Chu Yunting looked up at a magnificent building near the broken bridge, and secretly shook his head in his heart, this Splendid Pavilion is a signboard shop on the edge of the broken bridge, although the treasure is good, but the value is expensive, the fifty taels of silver in his hand, not to mention the spirit pen, it is difficult to buy even a fraction of the spirit pen.
Seeing Chu Yunting wandering, suddenly, a middle-aged woman wearing a hat greeted her and whispered in Chu Yunting's ear: "Guest, I have some high-grade treasures here, I guarantee that you will definitely be interested." ”
The woman was mysterious, with a hint of heat on her face.