Shengzhou has been quite calm these days, and on that day, after the old man Jiang roared, the entire laughing building began to be closed for a week, and when he opened the door again, he saw a voice shaking and walked out, the person was dressed in a green shirt, and his face was a little pale.

It was Jiang Wuming

He still had the fragrance of tea on his body, and he was still sleepy at this time, but the sun shining on him made him a little strange, he could be said to be abused in the building this time, and he didn't want to think about it again.

At this time, he broke away from the sea of suffering and roared at the heavens.

"I, Jiang Hansan, are back again!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away, and the old man Jiang upstairs was looking at him and smiling, he was indeed a little ruthless in the past few days, forcing him to copy more than 300 paintings, all of which are masterpieces, and the portrayal of the characters is very demanding, and the strength of the pen is not something that beginners can control.

But this kid is indeed talented, and he has completed more than 300 masterpieces, including one of Wang Yuan's "Three Immortals Enlightenment Diagram"!

This "Three Immortals Wu Xuan Tu" is very famous, the legend is that Wang Yuan went up the mountain to draw a picture scroll of scenery, but saw three people sitting in the clouds, these three people are wearing Taoist robes, there are stars on their bodies and waves surging, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, now spread out the scroll, wave the pen in his hand, this is this famous amazing work.

The brushwork of this painting is amazing, some people also have a scene, people are three immortals, the scene is the stars and waves, the general painter only paints a little, but Wang Yuan will completely paint the two points to complement each other, but also attracted the Son of Heaven at that time, the Son of Heaven gave him the name of the royal painter, and led the team to go up the mountain to find immortals, although he did not see the immortals, but he still seemed to get luck, and during his reign, the prosperity of the country was also regarded as a prosperous era.

And the one that Jiang Wuming copied was not the original, but the print at the same time as the original, for a beginner, it was very good to draw the form, but Jiang Wuming drew a little god!

It's just a little god, but this little bit is above the stars, you can already steal a trace of starlight, which is very satisfied with the old man Jiang, the painter can paint with God for everyone, famous people such as "painting dragon Weng", "Jiangbei Sancai" and others are painting gods, otherwise how can there be such an achievement?

If it is true that the gods can be concretely spoken, it is the so-called mythology of mortals, and there are only five people who have reached this realm throughout the ages, and the most famous of them is the finishing touch!

Old man Jiang has traveled south and north over the years, and there are more people who have seen it, he can see that Jiang Wuming's heart is still very impetuous, and his next training may have to change somewhat, if you want to become a real painter, you can not only draw a little god, but the mentality is also very important, but this child in his own family is actually only twelve years old, not as endurance as those young people in their twenties, and not as experienced as those in their thirties, so they can only copy and learn for the time being.

However, Old Man Jiang is not in a hurry, he can train him slowly in the future, and let him be free in the next few days, and he can also relax for a few days.

Just as he was enjoying life comfortably, he could only hear a long laugh downstairs, followed by a series of footsteps, the footsteps were very stable and neat, Old Man Jiang was a little hairy, and someone dared to come to laugh at the vulgar building to smash the field, and let people rest?

At the moment, as soon as the teacup was put down, he went downstairs without saying a word, an old face with wrinkles and anger, yes, he Jiang Xingye was in the barracks with a foreign name Jiang Cannon Barrel, a good knife technique in the dance, a great temper, and a battle rushed to the front, it was simply a cannon that could be ignited, as soon as he was provoked, from the generals of the unified army, down to the men and soldiers, who did not want to get close to him, and now he is old and his temperament has faded a lot, but at this time, someone dared to come to his own laughing and vulgar building to spread wild.

Damn it, don't you know it's forbidden to make loud noises here?!

As he walked down, he saw a big man standing at the door like a wall, his blonde hair shining in the sun, and his muscles were like dragons, he looked like a middle-aged man, but there was a faint vicissitudes in his eyes.

"Why is this old shameless one. ”

Old Man Jiang also seemed to recognize this person, although he was still scolding, but the compelling momentum on his body dissipated, and the old face also carried gentleness and memories.

The two didn't say much when they met, they just sat down directly, Old Man Jiang wanted to serve tea but was stopped by Dahan, Dahan took out a gourd from his arms, the gourd was very ordinary, Dahan said with a smile.

"It's still hard to drink, your tea has no taste, it's weird and weak. ”

"As you say, well..... This is indeed good wine, and is there something else that you stingy person will ask me to drink as soon as he comes back?"

Dahan smiled embarrassedly, at this time he drank like an ordinary person, and he couldn't see the iron-blooded years in the first half of his body.

Perhaps it was because he had been away from this prosperous place for too long, and when the Great Han returned, he felt that things were wrong, and his name should have been sung throughout the country, but at this time he was only tired, so he came to see this old friend and drink a glass of wine that he had drunk together.

Perhaps many people will think that this big man looks abrupt among so many paintings, they are indeed right, how can a general see the lights of this world.

His surname is Xu, his single name is a battle character, he was a native of Shengzhou, and now he is a general who has returned home.

Old man Jiang looked at this old friend, he himself was old, and Xu Zhan was also old, and the two old men were drinking here and didn't talk about the future like when they were young, but they talked about the shortcomings of their parents who they didn't want to talk about when they were young.

"You know, I have a daughter, and my wife and I are not all the way, so I let go, so the only relative I have now is her. ”

"I'm a rough person, but my daughter is not a girl's family after all, and when she grows up, she has to find her in-law's family, and she can't learn martial arts, so I came to catch up with you this time and also wanted to ask you to accept my daughter to learn something....."

Old man Jiang understood that this old boy wanted his baby daughter to come to Xiaoshulou to learn painting, so he agreed after thinking about it at the moment.

"Then next week, your kid will send his daughter here, but I can't guarantee whether it will be taught, learning to paint still depends on the ..... of understanding."

Old Man Jiang chattered, but Xu Zhan smiled, this old friend can still be trusted.

What he didn't know was what Old Man Jiang was thinking at this time, and he didn't notice Old Man Jiang's somewhat obscene eyes.

"Lao Xu's daughter is coming, as the old saying goes, there is competition to make progress, Jiang Wuming's bastard boy will accept it next, after all, the tiger girl will be ha!"

So the two clinked glasses and laughed, only to hear a soft sound, as if the beacon fire of half a life and the bright moon of the year were opened.