Absolute Great Teacher

　　Because of the gathering of spiritual energy, the concentration increased, and the bookstore suddenly became bright.

　　 Spiritual energy spots flickered, like fireflies on the riverside in midsummer, covering the light of butter candles.

　　 "This...isn't this a wonderful pen?"

　　 Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her small hand, her face was full of shock, she didn't even dare to pant loudly, for fear that it would disturb Sun Mo's painting.

　　 "Sure, look at the colors in the painting."

　　 The old servant was also very quiet, even lower than the noise made by mosquitoes. He was also afraid of disturbing Sun Mo.

　　 You have to know that even if you are a famous painter, this kind of realm can be met but not sought, so if Sun Mo interrupts, this trip to the west will be destroyed.

　　 When the time comes, not to mention that the master will reprimand yourself, that is, you can't wait to be killed.

　　 Middle-earth Kyushu, like ancient China, had low productivity and lack of pigments, so calligraphy, writing and painting, white rice paper and black ink were the mainstream.

　　 This is also a characteristic of Chinese painting.

　　 But when a famous painter enters the realm of wonderful pens and flowers and starts to create, everything is very different.

　　 aura is attached to the tip of the wolf's brush. As the famous painter's free and vertical creation, the lines exposed under the brush also bring brilliant colors.

　　Famous painters move their minds and spirits, and then they can paint the colors they want, instead of pure carbon black ink.

　　 The sunset at dusk, reflecting the sunset, a piece of orange red.

　　 Amidst the lush green mountains, filled with the miasma of twilight, the dusty Mage Sanzang, holding the reins, leaped over a huge tree that was knocked down by thunder.

　　Because of the state of the wonderful pen giving birth to flowers, the mud on the corners of Master Sanzang's clothes, the dirty coat of the white dragon horse, and the nine-ringed tin stick that still shines even in the dust, every detail is soaked in perfect color.

　　Zheng Qingfang and the three people stopped talking, even if they were curious and wanted to watch them nearby, but at this time, they all slowed down and quietly backed away.

　　 At this moment, no one dared to disturb Sun Mo, disturb the birth of a famous painting.

　　Yes, once a painting is born with a wonderful brush and blooming landscape and dyed with color, it is a recognized famous painting, and even the most demanding judges cannot deny it.

　　 Even if there is a famous painter present at this time, he can say that Sun Mo's painting skills are not enough, that the painting is not good enough, but he definitely does not dare to say that this is not a famous painting.

　　Because of the wonderful pen, this is the absolute standard of famous paintings.

　　 If this painting is sold, it can definitely be sold at a high price. Even if the dignitaries who like Chinese painting do not understand painting, they can safely collect it and don't worry about being pitted, because the gorgeous colors are enough to prove its worth.

　　For a long time, Sun Mo stepped back, dropped the wolf hair, put his hands on his chest, and stared at the painting.

　　 At this time, the atmosphere in the bookstore suddenly lightened.

　　 At this time, the three Zheng Qingfang dared to breathe loudly, applaud, and express their opinions.

　　 This is the time to appreciate the famous paintings.

　　 Happiness! Happiness!

　　 Zheng Qingfang clapped his hands in excitement and walked over, his mouth kept praising.

　　 "Good painting!"

　　 "Good painting!"

　　 "Good painting!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang stared at the trip to the west map of San Zang, and after three admirations, he couldn't express his chest directly.

The color of this painting is not gorgeous. Because of the gray tones, it looks like a struggling and depressing atmosphere, which makes people feel uncomfortable. However, when looking at Sanzang, it feels like ice and snow melt. Up.

　　 Sanzang's eyes are firm and bright, looking into the distance!

　　 The steps of Sanzang, light and powerful, have passed the catastrophe!

　　 The expression of Sanzang reveals the perseverance and perseverance of retrieving the scriptures. When going to the west, no matter how difficult or remote the journey is, he absolutely retreats.

　　 Already dying?

　　No, Zheng Qing’s painting of Fangguan only feels that the road ahead, he can fight for another 20 years?

　　 Lu Zhiruo clasped his hands tightly, sweat broke out from the tip of his excited nose, and the cowardice and low self-esteem in his heart dissipated at this time, leaving only the thick attachment.

　　 "I want to be the person who makes my father proud, and I will let him recognize me!"

　　 Lu Zhiruo remembered the vow he made when he left home.

　　 "Master!"

　　The old servant couldn't help but yelled, thinking of the ups and downs that Zheng Qingfang had experienced over the years, and couldn't help crying: "You didn't succeed!"

　　 "Yes, no success!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang shook his head, and blamed his own body for being too disappointed. If he could break through the bottleneck and step into the thousand-life state, it would be better if he had a life span of more than ten years.

　　 "I drew this?"

　　 Sun Mo's face gradually appeared unbelievable.

"Yes!"

　　 The tone of the system was plain, but it was also a bit shocked at this time.

　　 Although master-level painting is given as a skill, it can be used without any effort, but it takes a period of time to perfect it.

　　 reached this level when he started, and he even entered the realm of wonderful brushes and flowers, which is enough to show that Sun Mo has an outstanding talent in painting.

　　 "Could it be that Sun Mo was a painter in his previous life until he got an arrow in his knee?"

　　 System guessing.

　　 "This is a wonderful pen!"

　　Zheng Qingfang admired again and again, then looked at Sun Mo, and stopped saying: "Sun Xiaoyou, I have a merciless please!"

Ding!

　　The favorability degree from Zheng Qingfang +30.

　　 The prestige relationship with Zheng Qingfang, neutral (40/100).

　　 "Uncle Zheng has seen you outside, please speak!"

　　 Sun Mo didn't dare to take it big, and he also explained: "This painting is just a chance. If you ask me to draw the same one, I can't draw it anymore."

　　 Zheng Qingfang's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Hehe, a wonderful hand? This word is used well!"

　　 "The teacher is amazing!"

　　 Lu Zhiruo finally had a chance to compliment.

Ding!

　　The favorability degree from Lu Zhiruo +30.

　　 The prestige relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (213/1000).

Ding!

　　The favorability degree from the old servant +30.

　　 The prestige relationship with the old servant is opened, the current status is neutral (30/100).

　　 The old servant did not speak, but the degree of goodwill he gave was enough to show his appreciation and admiration for Sun Mo.

　　 "Sun Xiaoyou, I don't know this painting, can you give it to me?"

　　 After Zheng Qingfang finished speaking, he hurriedly added: "You won't let Sun Xiaoyou suffer. How much is Sun Xiaoyou, please speak up!"

　　 "Forget the money, if Uncle Zheng likes it, just take it!"

　　 Sun Mo chuckled.

　　 To tell the truth, this painting is awesome, and it's my first famous painting. It is very memorable. I really can't bear to send it out, but in the face of his diehard fans, Sun Mo absolutely cut love.

　　Who is Zheng Qingfang?

　　 To senior officials, the young talents I have met don't know where they are, but they give a good impression of 30, which is a full value, which shows that people appreciate themselves very much.

　　 There is also the one thousand taels of silver just now, and I gave it away without saying anything, just to let myself have no worries about writing "Journey to the West".

　　 Who is this? This is a confidant!

　　Sun Mo was not a stingy person, and he would definitely not ask for money in this situation.

　　 "How can it work? This is a famous painting, worth ten thousand gold!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang shook his head. With his status, there are also a lot of paintings and calligraphy collections in the family, but only three have reached the realm of wonderful pens.

　　 There is no way. Once this kind of famous painting appears on the market, it will cause wild looting, because it can really affect the mood of the painter.

　　 Just like this picture of the trip to the west, once someone has a hard life, annoying work, and loses his heart, he can immediately be full of fighting spirit and passion when he takes a look.

　　 This is the charm of famous paintings!

　　 "Uncle Zheng, you look down on me, so stop saying this."

　　Sun Mo sat back at the table: "Come on, drink!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and told the old servant: "Go, get my cloud chasing dagger!"

　　 "Master!"

　　 The old servant obviously guessed Zheng Qingfang's thoughts and quickly persuaded him.

　　 "Go get it!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang scolded, and then sat back in the dining room, drank a full glass, and then reluctant to get up, stood at the desk again, admiring the trip to the west.

　　 In this painting, Master Sanzang’s persistence, the boldness and great perseverance of vows to obtain the truth, really infect people.

　　 Soon, the old servant brought a wooden box.

　　 "Little friend Sun, a little gift, for you."

　　 Zheng Qingfang took the box, opened it, and took out the dagger inside: "This is a reward given to me by the Tang king in the early years."

　　The King of Tang is the emperor of Tang.

　　 This dagger is very gorgeous. Compared with a murder weapon, it is more like a work of art. The handle is inlaid with several precious gems and the body is carved with exquisite patterns. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com a string of Ying Luo hanging down.

　　 Listening to Zheng Qingfang's introduction, Sun Mo stared at the dagger, and God's Insight was activated.

　　 "Cloud chasing, dagger, about half a foot two in length, willow leaf-shaped, high-grade spiritual tool, this dagger has a summoning effect, and it can summon a soul beast by reading a spell."

　　 Zheng Qingfang stroked the dagger, feeling full of emotions.

　　 "This dagger once saved my life!" Zheng Qingfang showed a look of remembrance: "I was at the border and surrounded by Wu's army. It was the horse summoned by this dagger that escaped."

　　 "Using this dagger to cut your fingers and reciting the spell silently, you can summon a horse named Chasing Clouds, who will travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired."

　　 The old servant explained, watching the master want to give out the dagger that had been with him for more than 30 years, and was very disappointed.

　　 The so-called soul beast is the activation of the spiritual intelligence. After the death of the beast that contains the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth in the body, the spiritual sense is still reluctant to part with the world. Coupled with chance, it transforms into a soul beast.

　　 The birth rate of soul beasts is too low, so each one is invaluable. Sun Mo’s famous painting can’t be compared with others.

　　 God Horse Chasing Cloud is a hard-earned BMW. It is a horse of the previous generation of King Tang. It is deeply loved by him. After the death of Chasing Cloud, because of his deep bond with King Tang, he transformed into a soul beast and still accompanies him.

　　 This horse chasing the clouds, because it is a soul beast, not tired, not tired, not hungry, not thirsty, light as a swallow, running, can catch up with the fleeting clouds in the sky, hence the name chasing the clouds.

　　 "The reason why this dagger is a top-grade spiritual tool, it does not reach the level of a sacred tool, because its attack is too bad, but when it comes to escape, it is definitely top-grade."

　　 Zheng Qingfang handed the dagger to Sun Mo: "As long as you ride it, the white clouds in the sky and the breeze on the ground can't catch up with you!"