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Because of his desire to travel all over the world and challenge the world's heroes and powers, Fang Qianyuan had the idea of learning the way of Danqing, he thought, so that he could still have thoughts in the future when he was too old to move, or go through the pictures of all sides and pass them on to his descendants.

In life, there are always thousands of things to do, or flies and dogs, mediocre life, or heroes and heroes, and change the world.

Thinking is something worth looking forward to.

Fang Qianyuan spent the next whole day painting in addition to his daily cultivation.

Because Xiaobai was angry and refused to paint him again, the object of Fang Qianyuan's practice this time was Miss Wen Qingfeiwen.

She was idle, and she didn't want to disturb the busy eldest sister, so she went to Taolin to see Fang Qianyuan, and when she heard Fang Qianyuan's request, she naturally agreed.

She is not like Xiaobai, who doesn't mind Fang Qianyuan painting her crookedly, whether it's good or bad, she just laughs it off, and even comforts and encourages Fang Qianyuan in turn.

Fairy Mo also came over to take a look, and casually pointed out some of Fang Qianyuan's shortcomings, but he had to sigh: "Your progress is very fast, and you already look like a real beginner." ”

She didn't compliment, just one night, Fang Qianyuan's paintings began to have some upright forms.

Although in the eyes of Danqing masters, it is still a graffiti work, but at least it is not as crooked as yesterday, and it is not the same.

"Actually......" Fairy Mo looked at it for a while, and then couldn't help but say, "If you really just want to draw something as a souvenir when you travel around the world, there is no need to follow the steps of a mortal painter and practice the basic skills!"

"Ink fairy, what do you mean...... Use spiritual objects to paint?" Fang Qianyuan asked.

Fang Qianyuan seemed to be familiar with this argument, and he didn't practice much of the body refining exercises in the mortal world at the beginning, because Miyahara told him that Lingyuan and Linghai were the foundation of all cultivation, and using spiritual objects suitable for forging the body to carry out life cultivation would achieve greater results.

To practice the way of Danqing, there are also two practices: the mundane and the cultivation realm.

The former is the use of various techniques, constantly tempered, so that the painting skills are complete, and can rely on their own hands to draw splendid rivers and mountains, all kinds of characters.

The latter uses spiritual objects and corresponding magical spells to directly reflect and quickly become a painting!

A passionate Danqing enthusiast like Ink Fairy, majoring in related pen fairy spirits, naturally cannot lack basic training, but if Fang Qianyuan has no intention of reaching the peak in this regard, he can completely adopt a quick method.

But then again, if you want to use spiritual objects to paint, it's not a simple thing, at least you have to have a certain foundation in painting yourself to learn related things.

Moreover, ink rhyme is not so easy to accumulate.

"Actually, your first work yesterday, has begun to have a charm, if you can be a little more attentive, maybe you can really practice the ink rhyme, as long as you really practice the ink rhyme, get the pen fairy, it will be much easier, I can teach you a way to reflect the heart into a painting, the mind is caused, the painting is completed!"

"The method of reflecting the heart into a painting?" Fang Qianyuan was surprised for a moment and asked, "But the spell you used when you painted Xiaobai?"

Ink Fairy said: "It's easier than that! I also incorporated some mundane painting skills at that time. ”

Fang Qianyuan nodded, indicating that he understood.

So, then under the guidance of the ink fairy, he tried to practice ink rhyme.

According to the ink fairy, if you want to practice ink rhyme, you must have a painting in your pen, a painting in your heart, a unity of pen and heart, and a love in the scene.

Only by painting exquisite paintings that conform to this path can we communicate the power of the relevant laws that circulate between heaven and earth, and draw out the rhyme of ink.

This is because the essence of Mo Yun is actually the power of some laws of the Danqing Dao, and its appearance is related to the ancient cultivators who loved this way and used it to deduce supernatural powers and cultivate spells!

Although these paths and related supernatural spells have gradually disappeared, they are similar to the way of sword cultivation, and they are found by the spirit masters of the Dao Pen Immortal, and then re-interpreted in a way that belongs to the spirit masters!

Fang Qianyuan was a little surprised when he learned this, but he also correctly realized that this was not just a painting technique, but a secret cultivation method of the Spirit Master.

It is rumored that the clever pen fairy host can use the painting to defeat the enemy, or call the wind and rain and summon thunder, and has all kinds of amazing abilities.

It's just that the achievement of this path is very slow, even a young talent like Fairy Mo who has been cultivating for many years is difficult to do so many things, she can only do a little bit now.

"I can only do it now, make the shadow come true, and use the power of the corresponding laws to build the shape of the ink beast!" Considering that this is beneficial to Fang Qianyuan's understanding, she finally stopped hiding it, summoned the spirit pen on the spot, brushed it a few times, and sketched out three spirit beasts composed of simple lines and shaped like lions and tigers.

I saw that in the void, there was a burst of spiritual light, and in a burst of obscure and inexplicable power of the law, there was a beast roar coming out, and those lions and tigers spirit beasts saw the wind rising, and jumped out of thin air in order to fake the truth!

In Fang Qianyuan's surprise, they pounced on the peach trees on the side, slapping them with their claws, and falling into a colorful landscape.

Seeing the ink fairy condense the spirit yuan, he brushed it a few times, and wrote a fire word out of thin air.

In the void, the power of the law surged, a flame of continuous size condensed, and an astonishing heat was transmitted.

She waved the spirit pen in her hand, and as if ink was swaying, the flame shot out like a cannonball.

Rumble!

The fireball landed on the ground, blasting a crater the size of a foot, scattering flames and sending out scorched smoke.

It's a real flame!

"This is my path, if you have a good intention, you should be able to understand it. The ink fairy consumed some spirit yuan, and did not continue, but just said to him.

"I see!" Seeing the extraordinary side of her supernatural powers, Fang Qianyuan's mind seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and the mysteries that he had learned and captured before seemed to become extremely clear at once.

He suddenly felt something in his heart, condensed Lingyuan in his palm, the pen moved at will, and a portrait of Wen Qingfei that had been painted many times before was completed in one go.

It's still as clumsy as ever, but above this portrait, the eyes are clear, looking at these eyes, it's like a real Wen Qingfei is slim, with a little shyness and coquettishness on his face, looking at it.

When Fairy Mo saw it, she subconsciously glanced at Wen Qingfei, who was working hard to the side and giving Fang Qianyuan a description, and was secretly surprised in her heart.

These eyes are really amazing, and they fully reflect the demeanor of a real person.

It was at this moment that the pen in Fang Qianyuan's hand suddenly bloomed with a strange aura, only to hear a crisp sound, the pen shaft cracked, and quickly climbed up the crack like a spider web, and then, it dissipated inch by inch, annihilated into invisibility, and was replaced by an inexplicable chaotic light, re-condensing the shape of the pen.

"This ...... This is the pen fairy!You have succeeded so quickly!" The ink fairy was surprised again, and even couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaim in a low voice. (To be continued.) )