Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Sevenfold Painting

"Secret disciple, what's it?"

Ning Chen didn't listen to the sevenfold painting dao, but was a little surprised by the secret disciple, he came here for a very simple purpose, it was because his grandmother said that it was beneficial to take it, and now he urgently needed spirit stones to break through the fifth layer of condensation.

It's just that Ning Chen didn't dare to say this, he just clenched his fists lightly, anyway, it's coming, so let's give it a try, but he didn't dare to imagine that if he became a secret disciple and got along with this obscene little old lady day and night, it would be such a weird picture.

"Since you choose to accept it, let's get started, but I warn you, there's only one chance. Grandma continued, and then with a palm like dead wood, she flicked it forward, and the storage ring on her finger flashed, and a golden bookcase appeared.

The entire bookcase was made entirely of pure gold, and was covered with something a foot thick, rice paper, silkworm silk, and even gold leaf.

"The first thing is the test of pen power, which is also the basis of painting, so try it. Grandma stretched out her hand and pointed to an ordinary brush on the pure gold bookcase.

The maid beside Grandma looked at Ning Chen, her face was full of playfulness, and they really wanted to see how far this thin scholar could go.

Generally speaking, being able to dip ink into the gold leaf at the bottom is already very remarkable, but looking at Ning Chen's thin arms, it seems a little difficult.

Ning Chen looked at the pure gold bookcase, then looked at the rice paper in front of him and the things underneath, and then slowly picked up the brush.

When he was in the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen's pen power had already reached the force through the rock, after such a long time of cultivation, he didn't know how much he had entered, just right, give it a try now.

Moreover, Ning Chen's "Painting Enlightenment" obtained in the world of Xiaoqian Bailing also has a mental method to improve his pen power, so he just gave it a try.

Dipping the ink, lifting the pen, and hanging the tip of the pen on the rice paper, Ning Chen closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and recalled the mental method in the painting.

When Ning Chen opened his eyes again, his eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of light, and the next stroke was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, each stroke seemed to have a thousand powers, and the strength was extraordinary.

In the blink of an eye, there is already an extra word "money" on the rice paper, the handwriting is dignified but free, and the strength is smooth and smooth.

However, the moment this word appeared, the maids looked at each other, stared at each other, and stared at each other, yes, Ning Chen's words were indeed very good, but they wrote the word "money".

The people they had seen in the past could either write "Xian" or "Dao", but Ning Chen was definitely the first with such vulgar words.

couldn't help but pout, these maids pursed their lips one after another, only to feel that Ning Chen's realm was just about money, cheesy, and full of copper smell.

Ning Chen naturally noticed the disdainful gaze of the maid, but he didn't care, at that time in the Hou Mansion, he naturally saw the so-called geniuses chanting poems in the pavilion, treating wine as a song, and sneering at the mention of money, thinking that it was vulgar and full of copper smell, but they didn't think about it, they could live without money, where did the paper and ink come from, where did the wine come from? hypocrisy.

The real enlightened people are often more willing to show their true hearts, just like themselves, what Ning Chen wants most now is money, which is spirit stones!

Grandma didn't care what Ning Chen wrote on the rice paper, with a slight wave of her fingers, the rice paper had been lifted, and the word "money" was still clearly legible on the wooden board......

After a few times, when the lowest gold leaf was revealed, several maids moved slightly, only to see that on the gold leaf, it was still clear that it was the word "money", although it was much lighter, but it could still be clearly recognized.

"Yo, I didn't expect this little scholar to have some originals, and the power of the pen can penetrate the last layer of gold leaf. ”

"What's this, it's not like no one has succeeded before, the first weight is just an appetizer. ”

The maids were talking one after another, looking like they were watching coldly.

On the other hand, the grandmother sitting on the futon, her flat expression moved slightly, her cloudy eyes flashed with a touch of light, and her fingers waved slightly.

Swish!

As the gold leaf was removed, several maids who were talking to each other were stunned, only to see that the word "money" could still be seen on the bookcase made of pure gold!

"This ......" A handsome maid blinked her eyes, her face full of incredulity, and her eyes were already wide open.

"It's... It's unlikely, this little scholar can penetrate gold leaf? Another maid blinked her handsome eyes and muttered to herself.

However, this is just the beginning, when the grandmother motioned to a maid to wipe the handwriting of the gold bookcase, everyone was shocked to find that a few ink spots were deeply imprinted on the gold bookcase, and they could not be erased at all.

This scene can be described as dumbfounded by the maids, and even the grandmother's expression has changed slightly, and she can penetrate the gold, and this kind of pen power is already extraordinary.

Although the pen power can be practiced, but it can penetrate the gold, it is no longer enough to rely on hard training, and you also need to have a strong talent.

Ning Chen on the side didn't care about the reaction of other people at all, he touched the ink spots on the bookcase with his hand, and was secretly happy in his heart, it seems that the "Painting Enlightenment" obtained from the world of thousands of spirits is really wonderful, a heart sutra can improve his pen power so much, and he should study it again when he goes back.

"The first weight, it's over, and now it's the second weight. ”

Grandma's complexion quickly returned to calm, but the whole person was much more serious, and with a wave of her dry fingers again, a large piece of tofu appeared in front of Ning Chen, and a piece of rice paper like cicada wings was spread on top of the tofu.

"This time, what you have to do is to draw on this rice paper, but the ink can't be stained on the tofu. Grandma looked at Ning Chen, and her tone was a little more serious than just now.

"Oh. Ning Chen obediently responded, and then picked up the brush and did it......

Two hours have passed, and there is already a dead silence in the Nuoda Cave Mansion, and all the maids have been petrified, motionless, their eyes are big, looking at Ning Chen in front of the bookcase, their jaws are about to hit the surface of their feet.

Even the grandmother sitting on the futon, her cloudy eyes shone with bursts of brilliance, and she suddenly seemed to be dozens of years younger.

I saw Ning Chen, who was standing in front of the golden bookcase, waved the brush in his hand, and on the smoke screen in front of him, he drew a picture of a horse, lifelike, as if a wild horse was about to step out of the clouds.

Being able to paint a lifelike painting in the smoke screen with just the flow of breath is obviously a kind of person's understanding of the way of painting.

This is also the last of the sevenfold painting path!

In the past hundred years, Ning Chen has become the first person to pass the sevenfold painting path of his grandmother, and it is no wonder that those maids are so shocked.

It is rare for a little scholar who looks thin and swishing in rags to be able to walk so leisurely and break through the sevenfold painting path in a row.

And this sevenfold painting does not look at cultivation, but looks at the talent of painting.

For a while, these maids who had previously disdained Ning Chen were impressed, and even after a closer look, Ning Chen was still quite handsome, and some of the maids' cheeks began to blush slightly.

"Ha, hahaha......"

Suddenly, the grandmother sitting on the futon let out such a loud laugh, and her wrinkled face even shone with a flush: "God, the old body has waited for two hundred years, and finally found a suitable apprentice." ”

As she spoke, Grandma had already gotten up quickly, patted Ning Chen's shoulder with her hand that had finished clasping her feet, and pinched Ning Chen's face again: "Ning Chen, now you are my secret disciple, from now on, every month you come to me, I will teach you what I have learned all my life." ”

Ning Chen slanted his eyelids and looked at his shoulder, and gently touched his touched face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the thought of being entangled with this strange mother-in-law made Ning Chen's heart drum.

When he came here, he originally came for benefits, or a good job to earn spirit stones earlier, but he never thought that he would be regarded as a secret disciple.

Ning Chen is a smart person, grandma's words, he will never dare to refuse, a good man does not suffer the truth of immediate losses, Ning Chen still understands, if he makes grandma unhappy, he can kill himself with a toe pick.

When people give face, they have to carry it, although they are bitter in their hearts.

"Grandma, you said before, I came here for the benefits, since I have already passed the sevenfold painting path, do you see the ......benefits" Seeing that grandma was happy, Ning Chen stood beside grandma and said tentatively.

"Benefits? If you don't pass the sevenfold painting path, I will give you a hundred spirit stones and send you away, but if you pass, that is my secret disciple, and the master and apprentice talk about money, which hurts feelings, don't you say?" Grandma gently stroked Ning Chen's head, and said with a smile, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Ning Chen rolled his eyes, and said secretly in his heart, he knew that this was the case, and he deliberately didn't pass just now, but he still forced a smile on his face, and said obediently: "Yes, yes." ”

"From now on, I am my grandmother, and you are my second aunt in Ziluan Cave Mansion. Grandma put her hands behind her back slightly, with a happy face, and said to Ning Chen.

"Second aunt, grandma, I'm a man, or I'll call me second uncle." Ning Chen only felt that this title was a little weird.

"I said that the second aunt is the second aunt, why do you talk so much nonsense? The second aunt is just a title. As she spoke, Grandma directly grabbed Ning Chen's ears and twisted them, her temper could be described as erratic and strange.

Ning Chen grinned, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only beg his grandmother to spare his life.

"Okay, you take this book first, continue to think about it, come to me in a month, and I will teach it to you well. After twisting it for a while, Grandma let go of her hand, and then threw a painting book and a purple bamboo plaque into Ning Chen's hand.

The bamboo plaque looks very simple, and the words "second aunt" are engraved on it, but other than that, there is nothing.

But the title of this second aunt, how does Ning Chen feel awkward, if this is spread out, he won't be laughed to death? It's just that I don't know who the aunt is, and Ning Chen doesn't want to ask much.

"Master Grandma, since I am already your apprentice, will I not go to the Holy Orchid Pen Meeting held by painting ghosts?" Ning Chen then asked.

"Go, you must go, the painting ghost is born with divine martial arts, tall and majestic, it is the unique painting supreme of the Demon Spirit Sect, it is a supreme honor to be able to become his personal disciple, and more importantly, to become a personal disciple of the painting ghost, even if you have a reputation and status in the Demon Spirit Sect, you can get more cultivation resources. Grandma continued.

But Ning Chen was a little puzzled, grandma is by no means a person who likes to praise others, why is it that when it comes to painting ghosts, she is not stingy with praise? Could it be that grandma is ...... Mistress?