Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 411 Cultivating Xinxing

Distant mountains, flowing clouds and flying waterfalls.

The sound of a piano is curling up and drifting into the distance.

On a platform on the top of the mountain, there is a small table with a celadon tea set on it, and the teacup rises with light water vapor, carrying a wisp of fragrance.

Zisu played the piano, and looked at the handsome and elegant son Qin Guan from time to time.

Qin Guan sat on the futon, looking at the peaks of Shushan Mountain half hidden between the clouds and mist, he was tempering his mind, feeling the nature, and making his mood calm.

But whether it is feeling or enjoying, who can tell the difference.

Suddenly, Qin Guan took out the Four Treasures of the Study from the space and slumped on the table. This time he was not going to write, but wanted to learn how to draw.

He didn't know how to draw, and he had never learned it before, but suddenly he wanted to draw the beautiful scene he saw in front of him, so he started.

Everything in front of him seemed to be frozen in front of Qin Guan's eyes. Qin Guan picked up the brush and began to draw. His calligraphy is mastered and he controls the brush with his heart. Naturally, it is impossible to draw in a mess. Brush and brush, a painting will be formed under Qin Guan's pen soon.

Qin Guan put down the pen, sighed, crumpled the drawing paper into a ball, threw it down the mountain, and muttered: "What the hell."

No, it won't, and it's useless to pretend.

The sound of the piano next to him was messed up. Qin looked over and found that Zisu was covering her mouth and giggling.

"Young master, there is a brother who teaches calligraphy and painting at the foot of the mountain. You can go there to learn. If you spend Lingshi, you can hire a full-time teacher." Zisu said.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go down the mountain." Qin Guan held Zisu's hand, and the two ran down Yujing Mountain.

In three months, Qin Guan has learned a lot of techniques, and he is a master of calligraphy himself, and he is very skilled in using brushes. At this time, Qin Guan has already achieved some small success in painting, and he can make what he paints look like.

The brother who taught Qin Guan said: "Brother, you don't need to practice your skills anymore. What your paintings lack is life."

"Life?" Qin Guan was puzzled.

"This is the second state of painting. After people see your painting, they don't think it is a dead thing, but a simple portrait, but a world, a living world." This brother Said.

"Brother, have you reached it?" Qin Guan asked.

"Barely achieved it. Today is the last class. I will draw a picture for you on the spot. I hope it will be helpful for your understanding." After the senior brother finished speaking, he picked up a brush and drew a simple landscape painting.

It's just a few simple strokes, and the hooks and hooks, the distant mountains and the near water are shown, a woman is washing clothes by the water, a piece of clothing is accidentally washed away by the stream, and the woman reaches out to grab it, all of which are vividly expressed.

Indeed, this painting is indeed alive. Mountains are alive, water is alive, and people are alive. Brother put down his pen and said: "Brother, painting is a broad and profound way. Although brother has entered the second level, he is just getting started. There's still a third realm to climb, so go for it."

"What kind of realm is the third realm?" Qin Guan asked curiously.

"The third state is to paint one's own feelings, to paint one's own understanding, to paint one's own heart."

Qin Guan sighed, it seems that he still needs to learn a lot.

The senior brother left, happily taking the red envelope given by Qin Guan.

Qin Guan was left alone to meditate.

In the days that followed, Qin Guan spent most of his time practicing painting, besides rounding his true energy and practicing swordsmanship. He painted landscapes, flowers and birds, ladies, and everything. The road to the second floor.

Qin Guan also used some painting knowledge of later generations, such as three-dimensional, geometric, expressionism, etc., hoping to find out the key points, but later found that techniques are just techniques and have little to do with mood.

Qin Guan was a little irritable at first, but then he thought about it, didn't he learn to paint for the purpose of tempering his xinxing, impatience is something that needs to be overcome in xinxing cultivation, isn't he just practicing.

After that, Qin Guan's heart gradually calmed down.

this evening,
Qin Guan was still painting in the room, Zisu came in with tea and put it on the table, without disturbing the young master, just sat on the chair beside him and watched Qin Guan's painting silently.

After a while, Qin Guan put down his pen, looked up at Zisu, and was suddenly attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Zisu sat by the window,

A round of bright moon hangs in the middle of the sky, and the moonlight sprinkles down like mercury, shining into the room through the windows.

Zisu's figure was sprinkled by the moonlight, making her seem to be covered with a layer of silver, graceful and graceful, and that person looked at him with a gentle face. At this moment, Qin Guan was stunned by this wonderful feeling.

"Zisu, don't move." Qin Guan said softly.

Zi Su didn't know the reason, but she obediently remained still after the young master ordered her to do so.

Spreading out a piece of paper again, Qin Guan took another look at Zisu, and then brushed like a fly, brushing and brushing. In just a few minutes, a picture of a maid under the moon was formed.

At this moment, Qin Guan could clearly sense that his painting skills had broken through to the second level. The woman in the painting was smiling at Qin Guan, and anyone could tell that the gentleness on the smiling face came from the heart. of.

If you don't pay attention and see it suddenly, you may really think that the woman in the painting is alive. Even if you know that she is a painting, you will be attracted by the woman in the painting.

nice!
really beautiful!

Qin Guandu was attracted by the woman in the painting.

Zisu came over, and when she saw the woman in the painting, she said in surprise, "My lord, is this me?"

Qin Guan smiled at her, "Yes, my perilla is so beautiful."

Zisu showed a shy face.

Qin Guan stretched out his hand, raised her chin, and kissed Zisu's wet lips lightly. Zisu's big eyes kept blinking in shock.

The clothes slipped off one by one, and only a bellyband was left, which could not block the infinite spring scenery, Qin Guan stretched out his hand...

At the height of the love, Zisu couldn't control her body, and even showed a big fluffy tail. Qin Guan was startled at first, and then laughed. Zisu looked shy and hid her small face under Qin Guan.

The voice in the room naturally alarmed Yan'er and Mimi. The two girls blushed and looked at each other. Yan'er picked up the sword and said, "I'm going to the back mountain to practice swords." After finishing speaking, Mimi flew away. Mi Xiao blushed and ran to her own bee hole.

When he woke up the next day, Qin Guan only felt refreshed and his thoughts were clear, as if his state of mind had also been raised to a higher level.

Ha ha ha ha,

It seems that this direct method is more suitable for me.

At this moment, a sword light flew from a distance, Qin Guan felt something, stood up suddenly and said: "It seems that the master is back."

(End of this chapter)