After some consultation, it was until dusk that it was announced that it was over.

Li Yifeng smiled: "Junsheng, can you get anything?"

Ye Junsheng replied: "I have benefited a lot. ”

"Hehe, why don't you make one right now and see how about it?"

Huang Yuanqi next to him said: "Yifeng is confused, Danqing is not poetry, how can it be done overnight?"

Ye Junsheng spoke: "You might as well give it a try." ”

After that, standing in front of the bookcase, first move the hand bones, suddenly the left and right hands come out, each twist a brush, and move the pen like a fly, and start to draw on the white paper.

This scene, seen by Li Yifeng and Huang Yuanqi, opened their mouths wide, and they could almost stuff an egg: What kind of painting is this?

Neither the southern nor the northern faction, nor the centrists, have ever seen it. It's a bit like a streetwear trick, almost mischievous.

After being surprised, Huang Yuanqi's face was a little gloomy: Ye Junsheng's performance like this is not the right way, where is there such a painting? It seems very unrigorous, and it is child's play.

But after half a cup of tea, Ye Junsheng put down his double pen and motioned to Mo Cheng.

Li Yifeng and Huang Yuanqi glanced at each other, walked over, and at a glance, their faces flashed with surprise again: Ye Junsheng painted a "Climbing Map" on the spot, and the previous one, at first glance, it was almost exactly the same. But if you look at it carefully, whether it is the artistic conception or the brushstrokes, they have jumped up to a level, and there are faint two points of agility and penetration.

It's progressed, and it's a big step forward.

At this time, the eyes of the two elders looking at Ye Junsheng changed completely.

Huang Yuanqi asked, "Jun Sheng, how did you think of painting with your hands?"

Ye Junsheng replied: "Wouldn't this be faster?"

Li Yifeng showed a wry smile on his face: "It's too fast." ”

Ye Junsheng said: "Actually, I just want to study it...... "It's not easy to say the specific things."

Li Yifeng smacked his lips, and Huang Yuanqi also stroked his beard, all speechless. They have lived for such a long time, and they have read a lot of people, but they have never seen such paintings. First, it is not easy to use two goals and two prongs, and it is not easy to do the job, and those who are idle to read are physically weaker and not very competent; second, in the orthodox teaching, they all pay attention to one board and one eye, where would they think of using such fancy means? In the eyes of those who are interested, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be deducted from the big hat of "grandstanding."

The problem at the moment is that Ye Junsheng not only used it, but the effect was good, and the two elders were not good at criticizing anything. Isn't this a unique way? Whether they have the status of master and apprentice with each other, many things are not suitable to say. In fact, not only Li Yifeng, but even Huang Yuanqi almost regarded Ye Junsheng as an intersecting peer.

After dinner, Ye Junsheng said goodbye. Huang Yuanqi stayed behind and discussed with Li Yifeng:

"Yifeng, I always feel that it is useless for Jun Sheng to study these fancy brushstrokes, if it is just to improve the speed, what is the point?"

No matter how fast you paint, if you are prolific and the quality is not good, you will always belong to the painter and will not become a "home".

Li Yifeng touched his chin: "Although I think so too, it's just that somehow, it's always hard to say it in the face of him." ”

Huang Yuanqi was silent, and his heart was concerned.

Both of them have reached the point of asking Ye Junsheng to write, and they don't have much advantage in themselves. Speaking of pointing, in fact, it is more of a discussion. At the same time, the two also understood that with Ye Junsheng's temperament, as long as he decided to do something, he would definitely stick to it, and it was useless to advise others.

Li Yifeng's eyes flashed: "Maybe he can succeed?"

That's right, in Ye Junsheng, a lot of unbelievable things really happened. From poetry to calligraphy, and now to Danqing, if you play any unique skills, it is not unusual.

Perhaps, because of this consideration, they didn't look in front of Ye Junsheng, and said that it wasn't the ones who painted with their hands.

However, what they didn't expect was that Ye Junsheng, who was a warlock, if he was really showy, then the trick would be called a superb. And after a period of practice and speculation, I gradually reached the realm of being able to do whatever I want.

As long as you find a point of convergence with Danqing, you can perfectly integrate together and become a creative means that is both beautiful and practical.

This is a step higher than the legendary martial arts painting: Taoist painting!

Ye Junsheng's thoughts have always been lively. Since there are conditions and foundations, it is time to find a different path.

When I returned to the solitary drink, I listened outside first, and noticed that there was no movement, and I thought that the group of warblers and warblers had left, so I was relieved to enter the house.

Ye Junmei was sweeping the floor, and when he saw him returning, he hurriedly said, "Brother, why did you come back so late, did you have dinner?"

Ye Junsheng replied: "I have eaten." ”

Seeing that he still looked absent-minded, Ye Jun covered his eyebrows: "Brother, are you so afraid of dealing with women?"

Ye Junsheng coughed dryly: "It's not that I'm afraid, but I feel troublesome." ”

"Trouble?"

Ye Junmei's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked his brother up and down, and said in his heart, could it be that his brother has a hidden disease?

Ye Junsheng read the meaning of her eyes, straightened up, and said, "Where do you think of going?" Brother means that since he has no intention, he can barely cope with it, and it is troublesome. ”

Ye Junmei suddenly said with a smile: "Brother, who told you not to marry a sister-in-law earlier to come to town?"

Ye Junsheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Miss Jiang didn't come over today, right?"

"No, Sister Jing'er went back to Pengcheng again. Well, I heard that Aunt Jiang has been urging her to get married. ”

Ye Junmei sighed: Regardless of age, Jiang Jing'er is really not small. There is no one at the moment, and it is inevitable that it will attract gossip. Even if she wasn't in a hurry, Mother Jiang and Jiang Zhinian were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Ye Junsheng listened and sighed. For Jiang Jing'er, he has no bad feelings, and he has a lot of contacts with each other, but he always feels that there are some diaphragmatic bumps, and it is difficult to walk together. Could it be that because he became a warlock, the two were separated into two different worlds?

Isn't it true that what I have cultivated is the method of entering the WTO, and there are not many constraints on rules and regulations...... Maybe it's because I don't want to get married yet. After all, for future generations, at the age of twenty-one, he is in his prime, and he is not used to getting married so early.

After washing, when it was time to hold the lamp, I returned to my room, sat on the bed, threw away all the distractions in my mind, and began to carry out today's cultivation homework.

Offering the "Sanli Sword Gang", the sword trick operates, and the flying sword "will enter the wine" is ever-changing, evolving countless trajectories, pure and resolute.

After unremitting cultivation, this natal flying sword has gradually completely condensed and formed, and has begun to reveal the edge that belongs to it.

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea!

(To be continued)