Royal Master Painter

Chapter 7
Jiang Li is very confident in his painting skills and does not need anyone to point him out. Lu Daoxuan said that pointing out is often more like a discussion.

However, he is still too unfamiliar with this world. Lu Daoxuan's temperament and conversation are definitely not ordinary people, so it is not a disadvantage to have him as a teacher.

After not needing any improvement in technique, Lu Daoxuan also accepted the painter who was bestowed by Jiang Litian with divine skills.

In the next two days, Jiang Li practiced the Danqing method to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Jiang Li found that there were two kinds of power in his body. Caijiang's unique spiritual power, these two powers are gentle and cold.

Now the town is already preparing for the sacrificial ceremony before the Simen Festival, and before the outbreak of the Simen Festival, Jiang Li needs to completely suppress Pangu.

When the two people, one old and one young, came to the valley again, the evil spirit in the valley was more intense than the previous few days, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

After encouraging the courage to enter the valley, a thick fog rose up in the valley, and the wind blowing through the valley was mixed with the roar of gods and demons. Jiang Li even saw a ghostly face opening its bloody mouth to swallow the two of them. A gust of energy from Lu Daoxuan directly washed away the grimace.

"Where is it broken"

Jiang Greed pointed to somewhere in the valley, where evil spirits were leaking from the cracked opening.

"Can you see these evil spirits?" Lu Daoxuan asked in surprise.

Jiang Greed nodded.

"Wang Qi is the secret of Confucianism. I really don't know what skills you will have after enlightenment."

Before the two came to the screen wall together, the blood and tears of the generals on the screen wall had already stained the whole painting so much that it couldn't see its original appearance.

"Sir, are there really ghosts in this world?"

"The old man has lived so long and hasn't seen it with his own eyes, but he can't prove that he doesn't exist. After all, there are many mysterious and mysterious things that are difficult to explain, but the theory of ghosts and gods should be kept at a respectful distance."

"Then why does this shadow mural shed blood and tears?"

This really subverted Jiang Greed's three views. Lu Daoxuan tapped the blood and tears with his hand and smelled it on the tip of his nose.

"It's not blood, it's paint, and I don't know which expert left a heavenly screen wall here. However, the paint has gradually faded and faded over the past few hundred years, and the humidity here is very heavy, so it became you. blood and tears in the eyes"

Even among some of the top aristocrats in Xuanguo, they couldn't find Tianpin Screen Wall, but there is one side in this wilderness.

"What should I draw to suppress this place?" Jiang Greed asked again.

"Wenfu has four schools of painting, fu, poetry, and calligraphy, and the painting academy is divided into three subjects, landscape, flower and bird, and figure.

Characters are like taboos in Danqing method. The deeper the cultivation base, the higher the artistry, the higher the appearance, the easier it is for the characters to connect to unknown places.

There have been many painters who encountered terrible things when they were making portraits, and their skills were broken, and they died.

But yesterday I saw that your figure painting is not affected at all. It should be the reason why the color maker is enlightened. The color maker walks between the yin and yang, so it is not affected.

This is an ancient battlefield many years ago. Originally, I wanted to use auspicious animal paintings to suppress it, but the best effect is only this kind of fierce generals who can withstand resentment, hostility and death. You can try this shadow mural Also draw a copy"

"I'm not worried about your painting skills, but the more high-quality paintings, the more high-quality paints and spiritual power are needed."

Lu Daoxuan took out some paints of different colors from the bamboo tube with some distress.

"This is the old man's treasure, so save it..."

"kindness"

Finding a flat rock in the valley, Jiang Li put all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the rock and started painting.

This time the painting was related to the lives of thousands of people in Nanping town and village. Naturally, Jiang Li did not dare to be careless. The paint in front of him was pure in color and even exuded a touch of crystal.

As for what to draw, he already knew what to draw. When the pen fell on the paper, the spiritual power of Jiang Lidan Qingfa's practice flowed into the paper along the pen.

Dotting, dyeing, outlining, and texturing, Jiang Li's mind is all concentrated in the painting.

Lu Daoxuan originally thought that Jiang Li's cultivation and painting skills at the enlightened state would be the limit for him to be able to make a middle-grade painting, but he didn't expect that the quality of this painting far surpassed the middle-grade painting.

At the same time, Jiang Greed's spiritual power consumption rate was several times faster than before. A painting would be bottomed out before one-third of it was finished.

Lu Daoxuan was also a little anxious, and at the same time, looking at the evil spirits that filled the valley, he also thought of a plan.

"Danqing method is to vent the spiritual energy in one's body through brushes and paints on paper to become a painting spirit, and this evil spirit is also a kind of spiritual energy."

"Sir, do you want me to absorb these evil spirits, and then use the Danqing method to inject them into the painting spirit?"

Jiang Greed was very smart, and he understood what Lu Daoxuan wanted to do with just a few clicks.

"This is just my guess and no one has tried it. It's a bit risky, but it will be of great benefit to you if it turns out. This is the only way I can think of right now."

Although Jiang Li has only lived in Nanping Village for a short time, he has always enjoyed the leisurely life and environment here, not to mention that this is his hometown.

"It's better than sitting idly by"

Regardless of the danger, Jiang Greed decided to give it a try.

"You run the Danqing method with all your strength, and I will help you with all your strength, but how much you can absorb depends entirely on yourself."

With Lu Daoxuan's sleeves rolled up, countless sinister qi began to frantically gather towards the place where Jiang Li was, and Jiang Li's Dan Qingfa was fully open, absorbing the spiritual energy crazily.

Compared with the gentle aura in the past, this evil spirit was bitingly cold after entering the body.

These evil spirits have always been looking for a host, and now some people take the initiative to absorb them and pour in frantically. Jiang Greed absorbs them like a long whale drinking a stream.

This evil spirit was also affecting Jiang Li, and all kinds of ghostly cries and howls echoed in his mind, and traces of red light rose in his eyes.

Jiang Greed saw all kinds of soldiers around him, but these people may have been pierced with countless feather arrows, or their heads had been chopped off, and many of them were covered in blood and looked miserable.

"The general save me..."

"General, save us..."

Phantoms of the originally empty valley frequently appeared, and these voices were so real to Jiang Lu's ears.

"Character portraits are inherently taboo in painting, even if the color-painting craftsman is enlightened, it cannot be completely avoided. Jiang Li, you have to stay sober."

Lu Daoxuan woke up Jiang Li, who had fallen into an illusion, and shattered all illusions with a slap. When this evil spirit gathered to its peak, Jiang Li raised his pen.

Just as he was about to write the pen, Jiang Li felt a tingling pain instantly when the evil spirit invaded his body, and the ink dripped from the pen tip in his hand dripped onto the scroll again.

Seeing all the painstaking efforts he had just made, Jiang Greed couldn't control his emotions for a while and almost went berserk. Fortunately, Lu Daoxuan woke him up in time.

"Don't be distracted, just start over!"

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Daoxuan took out a scroll from the bamboo tube. Unlike ordinary drawing paper, this paper is thick and even silk threads can be seen. It is simple from the inside to the outside.

Jiang Greed took a deep breath and concentrated on painting, with spiritual power flowing down the tip of the pen.

With the help of Lu Daoxuan, Jiang Greed frantically absorbed the evil spirit, and for a while, a black vortex appeared in the sky of Panshan Valley.

Jiang Li was immersed in the painting and didn't care about the vision outside. Every line in the painting jumped on the paper. The painting spirit should be light and refined, but every stroke of his is full of evil. I don't know what kind of painting spirit this painting will create.

Looking at Shen Xin and Lu Daoxuan who was doing the painting, Jiang Li was a little surprised. The sinister aura in this valley was even more terrifying than he imagined. After a painting was finished, a golden-armored God of War with a ferocious face appeared on the paper, and its momentum was not even comparable to the murals How bad it was, even Lu Daoxuan couldn't help but be overwhelmed.

"This is a very dangerous place, one painting doesn't seem to be enough for you, can you do it?"

"continue"

One painting is already the limit of Jiang Lian, and his energy and spiritual power are almost exhausted, but the more exhausted Jiang Lian feels, the more handy he is.

Strike while the iron is hot Lu Daoxuan took out the second jade scroll, Jiang Li had absorbed a lot of evil energy, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Staring at the completed Jiang Greed, various double images appeared in his eyes, and he fell down in front of the stone table exhausted before he made the last stroke.

(End of this chapter)