Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Junior brother, please don't think too much."

When Ouyang heard Li Mo say that he wanted to learn Danqing and paint himself, he leaned back slightly and his face changed drastically.

"Any questions?"

Li Mo didn't know why he was so angry.

"Persuading people to learn painting, a thousand cuts, this thing is pure injustice!"

Ouyang's face was serious, and he talked about the disadvantages of learning Danqing like a bamboo tube pouring beans:

"First of all, to learn the art of Danqing, you must have talent. It is more difficult to have talent in this area than to have a superior physique in martial arts."

"Don't worry about talent."

Li Mo thought that he couldn't be worse than his sword talent.

Just get the perception pile.

Besides, he didn't plan to make himself a master of Danqing.

It's enough to be able to draw the lower shape.

The rest can be handed over to the Creation Seal!

Ouyang pulled the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but persuade again:

"Learning painting is very expensive."

"When I first learned to paint, my family thought I was into something illegal."

"It's so funny, illegal things are not as expensive as high-quality pens, ink, paper and inkstone."

In response, Xiao Li smiled shyly:

"I got a few sets of four treasures of the study, which should be enough for practicing... right?"

He put out the pens, ink, paper and inkstone that he got from his investment.

"You use these... to practice?"

Ouyang opened his mouth.

Li Mo waved his hand: "It's just sitting there, it's a waste if you don't use it."

Ouyang: "..."

Listen to what you say, are you talking like a human being?

Green vein jade paper... Dustless pen... Pine pattern purple smoke beast ink... Kirin Shengxiang inkstone...

The great scholars of the time can't put together such a luxurious set.

Take that beast inkstone for example.

His teacher waited for more than ten years at the auction before he got a piece, and spent half of his fortune to buy it.

He clenched his fists. At this moment, he wanted to hit someone, but unfortunately he couldn't.

When he said goodbye to Li Mo, his face was complicated.

"By the way, junior brother."

"Hmm?"

"Next time you come to see me, just come in directly. Don't shout that Elder Shang Wu is here. I'm so scared that I don't dare to paint today."

"Got it."

Student Li politely presented a thousand taels of silver notes to comfort Brother Ouyang's injured heart.

"Sir, take care. If you don't understand anything about the way of painting, please come and ask me!"

Brother Ouyang sent him down the mountain with a smile on his face.

.....

Qiu Shui Pavilion.

On the stone table, there was a broken statue and a blurred picture of watching the gods.

After Li Mo came back, he tried to watch the gods again.

Then....

The night ghost statue and the picture of the flesh and blood Buddha were scrapped.

He gritted his teeth and took out the Golden Crow Transformed into the Sun.

The picture was fine.

But he also did not gain any growth in his mind and soul, let alone condensing his form and mind and breaking the Xuandan.

"Which link went wrong?"

"Is my accumulation in the Xuandan realm not enough?"

"Or is it because of... the immortal body?"

Li Mo's thoughts diverged.

The former is unlikely.

Then it can only be the latter.

Even the elders could not understand the immortal body, so they could only cross the river by feeling the stones.

"Now I can only try it slowly by myself."

"The Guanshen map is not easy to make, and you can only have enough food and clothing if you do it yourself."

Li Mo took out the book "Miaobi Shenghua Mo Xilu" and studied it with full concentration.

Don't say it.

Painting is really not a simple thing.

Composition, modeling, and artistic conception need to be perfectly combined.

To draw the Guanshentu, one even needs to concentrate his own spirit on the tip of the pen and draw with the ink.

This undoubtedly makes the difficulty of painting geometrically increased.

If you are not careful, a painting will be ruined.

"I guess my talent in painting is limited compared to swordsmanship..."

Li Mo shook his head.

After reluctantly reading the entire Mo Xi Lu, he tried to use martial arts insights.

[Thirty years of martial arts insights injected successfully]

Good news.

Martial arts insights can actually be used on it.

This is probably because the Mo Xi Lu itself is aimed at drawing Guanshentu and is also included in martial arts.

Bad news.....

[Thirty years of martial arts insights have been consumed. ]

[Your "Miaobi Shenghua Mo Xi Lu" has reached the initial maturity. ]

Li Mo: "..."

In his mind, the expression of Senior Brother Ouyang, who was heartbroken and advised him not to learn painting, flashed.

Persuading people to learn painting is a waste of time.

This is really true!

Obviously, the beginner can only draw ordinary ink paintings. To draw a god-viewing picture, at least you have to be a master.

[Thirty years of martial arts insights have been successfully injected.]

[In the first year, you recall all the scenes you have seen in this life.Scenery, practice with all your might. 】

.....

[In the 30th year, you feel that you have done everything that the technique can do, but you still can't draw the Guanshen map. You think this is probably the limit of what you can do in the way of painting. 】

[In art, it's not good. 】

[You haven't found what you want to paint at all, so how can you devote your spirit? 】

[Thirty years of martial arts insights have been consumed. 】

Countless insights flow into my mind.

"I just deduced the art of painting, why is it mocking!"

Student Li punched the stone table, shaking the four treasures of the study into the air.

Another thirty years of smashing, this is not even a small achievement!

Is there still the king's law?

Is there still law!

"What's wrong with you?"

The puzzled voice of a certain ice-cold man sounded in my ears.

Looking up, I saw the girl standing alone with a sword in her arms under the setting sun, as if she was coated with a layer of fluorescence.

The evening breeze was a bit noisy.

It made the leaves dance lightly, the girl's skirt flutter, and her long black hair flutter.

Li Mo was stunned.

He had just learned to paint.

He suddenly wanted to pick up a pen.

"Bingtuozi."

"Hmm?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Besides taking a hot spring bath."

"Hmm..."

.....

Dinner.

There were delicious dishes on the table.

Shang Wu looked at the distance curiously, and saw Li Mo sitting in front of the drawing board, seriously splashing ink, and his pen was like a dragon.

"What is he doing?"

"He asked me to help him practice painting."

Ying Bing retracted his peripheral vision, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Li Mo was really focused at this moment.

The feeling of being carefully painted by someone with a pen has an indescribable meaning.

"Drawing?"

"You went to Ruyi Peak and got involved in that thing?"

Shang Wu's eyes widened, and she rolled up her sleeves and rushed to Ruyi Peak.

The beautiful master was very angry.

Is this trying to lead her beloved disciple astray?

"Master, I want to learn it myself."

Li Mo said helplessly.

"That's a bigger problem!"

Shang Wu walked to his side.

He accidentally saw the picture on the Qingmai Jade Paper, and his expression froze.

Instantly, he stopped talking.

"Huh?"

Ying Bing was a little curious, and walked to the side with a light step.

The girl's figure jumped out of the paper.

There was no picture.

But...

It can be seen that it is her.

......

PS: Sorry for being late, I wrote a chapter and deleted it because I felt it was not right. Xiao Pujie felt that things of poor quality could not be served to the audience, sorry sorry.

There is another chapter in the evening, but it will probably be late, so you can read it tomorrow.