Rainbow Moon Seeking Immortality

On the top of the majestic mountain, the mist is misty.

Layers of early morning mist, like a belt around the waist and neck, nestle on the mountainside, vaguely revealing the few green smoke rising from the top.

Boom!

A dull, low sound came from the crater, roaring like thunder.

In the black and silent mountain pass, several hot and red boulders cracked one after another as the rock marks expanded, stirring up mottled and hot red magma.

Outside the mountain pass, there are green plants growing along the mountain, with layers of forest dyed and thick as a blanket.

And in the gap between two vastly different spaces, a beautiful figure stood in the wind, wearing a plain dress, a soft skirt, and a dancing ribbon.

I saw his beard-like hair, swaying in the wind, holding a pen in his jade hand, phoenixes dancing and dragons flying on the scroll, with wonderful brushstrokes, and a pair of beautiful eyes with clear glazed eyes, staring in trance, it was Yao Danqing who had gone out earlier.

"Well……"

Qin Yiguan saw that the other party was so entranced, he hesitated to speak and couldn't bear to interrupt.

The figure fell on the scorched black rocks of the crater and stepped forward quietly.

Taking a few steps closer, Qin Yiguan could get a glimpse of the scene in the painting.

In the vast rice fields, seedlings are like blankets, farmers are weaving, and there is constant traffic.

The houses are scattered, the streets are crisscrossed, the vendors are selling their goods, and the urchins are playing.

The sparrows are flying low, the cattle are walking vigorously, the wind is like waves, and the mountains and forests are falling.

It is the same as the Can River Ceremony picture that Qin Yiguan has seen before. In this magnificent painting, the characters, treetops, and flying birds can move independently, and it is lifelike. It is a privilege to witness how this wonder is born.

It is different from the painting in my impression. It only requires a few strokes. If you can polish it a little or two, it will be better.

But Yao Danqing held a paintbrush in his hand and repeatedly painted the figures of farmers in a hurry in the rice fields.

There are dragons and snakes at the bottom of the pen, flowing clouds and flowing water.

Several groups of figures are painted in a row, gathering together like overlapping, and then falling onto the scroll, forming a vivid line of people marching on the ridge of the field carrying a hoe.

One is completed, Fang lifts the pen and writes ink, and the others are done in the same way, but they are not copied mechanically. Each character is different, with different facial features, different facial expressions and postures.

This multi-layered overlapping method is somewhat similar to the page-turning animation in previous generations.

When he first looked at it, Qin Yiguan didn't realize it was mysterious. When he started painting with ink and the merchants were walking around, he was suddenly stunned.

Isn't the guy at the steamed bun stall in the painting the same person he saw in the morning?

With reference, Qin Yiguan secretly planned this in his mind.

No matter the facial contour, demeanor, headscarf style, or even eye color, they are exactly the same.

When Yao Danqing was inking other things, Qin Yiguan would recall them and compare them with what he remembered, and they were exactly the same.

suddenly!

Yao Danqing's face was solemn, and he was gradually sweating. His right hand holding the pen was as heavy as lead, and his movement was slow, no longer the same as before.

Qin Yiguan naturally noticed something strange immediately, but he kept silent and paid attention silently.

All because the part he painted is exactly the rising sun that shines brightly in the morning.

How to draw the sun?

This question seems biased.

What Qin Yiguan naturally thought of was to draw a circle on the scroll and then fill the circle with paint.

In the previous life, it was almost universally accepted. Of course, this is limited to children's painting level, and it cannot be said to be profound and beautiful.

But here is the Gu world, and when we encounter aliens like Hua Dao, it seems that we cannot use common sense to measure and understand.

As time passes by, every breath becomes extra heavy...

The tip of the brush moves almost as fast as a turtle on the scroll, moving with difficulty, twisting and turning, and forming no shape.

It's like scribbling carelessly, like dragons and snakes stirring, eagles and earthworms scratching and crawling. It's messy, but it's scattered all over, making it difficult to understand the true meaning.

After continuing to stare for a while, Qin Yiguan still didn't realize how serious he was. He raised his eyes to look around and saw that Yao Danqing still looked intoxicated. He couldn't help but frown and thought to himself.

"Are all the artists so mysterious?"

He still prefers paintings that are simple and clear, not too abstract.

In an instant, a sudden change occurred!

A ball-shaped Gu insect with a round body, the size of a lychee, and soft light shining all over its body, slowly flew out of Yao Danqing's aperture, and slowly rotated with the brush.

Second turn, light ball Gu!

In the process of painting, are there still other schools of bugs involved?

Qin Yiguan observed silently with interest.

For a moment, the light ball Gu that was originally rotating around the brush suddenly changed its state. The light and shadow around it seemed to be pulled by some huge force. The light was distorted, like a spiral, wrapped around the tip of the brush, turned into pen and ink, and merged into the painting.

Wherever I put down the pen, it shines brightly.

An increasingly magical scene is taking place - as the light decreases, the second-turn light ball Gu gradually dims. First, the light fades, and then the outline of the body disappears. Finally, it completely turns into a soft light, which penetrates into the painting from the tip of the pen. , the breath disappeared completely.

At this point, a new rising sun appears from the horizon in the middle of the scroll, shining brightly, just like looking directly at the scorching sun, making people frown and close their eyes.

When the sun was officially painted in the scroll, the light not only stimulated his pupils, but also caused shadows to appear on the objects in the painting at the same moment, with the shadows of trees dancing and the shadows of people intertwined.

I don't know if it was Qin Yiguan's misunderstanding, but an inexplicable anger that was different from before arose spontaneously, instantly revitalizing everything in the painting.

The objects in the painting just now made Qin Yi feel similar, but they were only similar to the original objects.

But now, there has been a qualitative leap!

Looking closely at the clerk in the bun shop, he found that he actually raised his head slightly. When he looked at him, his reserved demeanor and flattering expression were just like a real person.

Qin Yiguan's shallow knowledge could not support him to see through the mystery and know the truth.

It was just an ordinary second-level light-path insect, how could it bring such a big change?

This is almost like the finishing touch, or even more than that.

I don't understand, but I was shocked!

While Qin Yiguan was stunned, Yao Danqing wiped the sweat from his forehead with his bare hands, put away his brush, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, the painting is finished!"

Yao Danqing endured the strong light, squinted his eyes and scanned his work, feeling full of accomplishment.

Immediately, he turned his head and glanced at Qin Yiguan who was standing there in a daze, with a confused look on his face.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Uh... Actually, I can't say..." Qin Yiguan was speechless for a moment. He wanted to ask about what happened just now, but he felt it was too abrupt, and thought about how to be more tactful.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.

Qin Yiguan turned his right hand, opened the second-level suitcase Gu, took out a pack of oil-paper wrapped buns that he had packed in the morning, and handed it to Yao Danqing, trying to ease the relationship first.

"Try it! This morning."

"Hmm... Thank you!"

Yao Danqing hesitated, and reached out to take it. It happened that she had been busy all morning and was indeed a little hungry.

Baji Baji!

The steamed buns were not big, and Yao Danqing didn't care about her image and fed them all into her mouth.

Qin Yiguan just watched the other party eat the buns, and felt that the atmosphere was really a bit too awkward. He took the initiative to start a conversation, and pointed to the newly completed painting, saying:

"Let me see?"

"Can you understand it?" Yao Danqing stopped talking, tilted his head slightly, and asked back.

Qin Yiguan: "..."

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