Legend of the Great Sage

In the dark studio, the skylight casts a beam of light, and the dust floats in it, vaguely, and the floor is covered with drawing paper.

There are many figures of evil spirits of different shapes drawn on it, and just by looking at it, one can feel a vicious aura rushing toward one's face.

However, none of these patterns were completed. It seems that the painter lost interest in them just after halfway through the painting.

Chu Danqing was lying on the drawing paper, his limbs were stretched out, his face was pale, his whole body was thinner, his eyes were round, and there was still fear that had not dissipated.

"Danqing, are you ready?" An old voice came from outside the door, it was Master Chu.

"Yes, master." Chu Danqing said weakly, stood up on the ground, and walked to the painting case, which was the only tidy place in the room. All the brushes were cleaned and the paints were placed. Be neat.

In the brush wash, there is the smell of blood.

There is a painting in the middle.

Chu Danqing lowered his eyes, tried hard to control himself not to glance at the painting, rolled up the mounted picture little by little, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems that this is not a painting drawn by him himself, but a beast that can bite people.

The door was separated into two halves, and the dazzling sunlight poured in crazily.

Chu Danqing covered his eyes with his hands, and gradually saw a blurry figure clearly, and hurriedly saluted; "Master."

Seeing his disciple's appearance, Chu Shidao felt pity in his heart. Jade Blood Danqing endowed him with an incredible talent, allowing him to draw paintings far beyond his level of cultivation, but it also required paying a huge price, which can be described as a real injection of hard work.

"let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Chu Danqing looked a little dazed. Immersed in the world in the painting, I almost forgot about the competition.

"Cloud Void Island."

Chu Danqing suddenly woke up, but remembered the incident of being drunk by Li Qingshan a few months ago, his face turned red unnaturally.

It was after that day that he began to paint in seclusion and did not leave his studio for nearly six months.

His drunken ugliness. It must have been spread. After all, the two sides are enemies, which is inevitable. I hate myself for being too careless. I held the scroll in my hand tightly, and his shame, anger and depression were all integrated into the painting. Li Qingshan must be taught a lesson.

Ah, what a shame! after so long,

Hope everyone has forgotten about this. Li Qingshan, I can't spare you!

Chu Danqing followed Chu Shidao to the outside of Yunxu Island with anxiety, and saw that many bamboo forests had been cut down and turned into fields or orchards, where several farm disciples were farming.

"Violence." Chu Shidao snorted coldly. This quiet and elegant atmosphere was originally suitable for painting, but it is a pity that it fell into the hands of ordinary people like Liu Chuanfeng.

Walking through the bamboo grove path and coming to the bamboo pavilion, Liu Changqing sat on the porch and sipped tea. He raised his glass, nodded and smiled, and Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai sat beside him.

But none of these people could attract Chu Danqing's attention, because the nasty Li Qingshan was striding forward, with a sunny and confident smile on his face, and calmly saluted: "Master Chu, fellow Daoist Chu, you are finally here."

Chu Shidao nodded, and said to Liu Changqing: "Friend Liu Daoist, this is not a place for competition, why do you let us come here!" This is his artist's island, and he doesn't want to see it destroyed.

Liu Changqing said: "The place for the competition is the Grand Martial Arts Field of the Military Academy, but the novelists still have some objections to this gambling fight, so please come and discuss with us."

Chu Danqing stared at Li Qingshan: "Why, do you want to run away?"

"Of course not." Li Qingshan smiled slightly, looked back at Liu Chuanfeng, and after getting the nominal approval of the novelist's patriarch, he just said: "I just think this competition is very unfair!"

Chu Danqing said: "This is what you promised yourself at the beginning, how unfair?"

Li Qingshan talked eloquently: "Yunxu Island is the foundation of my novelist. If I lose, I have nothing. If I win, I just keep what belongs to us. Master Chu, do you think this is fair?

"The reason why we agreed was because we were forced to do so. If the artist cannot make a corresponding bet, I will ask Patriarch Liu to cancel this competition."

"Now, it's not something you can cancel if you want to. What kind of bet do you want, let me hear it?" Chu Shidao stared at Li Qingshan with bright eyes.

He really never thought about the bet. In his opinion, the novelist is already doomed to lose, and setting such a bet is completely unnecessary.

Now, this kid obviously knew he was going to lose, so he bluffed and wanted to get away. If he insisted on refusing, Liu Changqing would naturally not help to cancel the competition, I am afraid that this kid would not participate and said that the painter was threatening others.

Since you want a bet, what about the bet I'll give you?

Li Qingshan said: "I don't know, there is something that can equal the value of Yunxu Island, please tell Master Chu!"

"I'm a poor painter. I don't have any valuables. I only have a few small paintings. This painting is the work of this old man. If you think it's suitable, you can do it. If you don't, you can just admit it!" Chu Shidao took out a piece of paper at random. The second painting came, proudly said.

Liu Changqing blurted out: "Could it be "Scattered Flowers of the Heavenly Girl"!"

Chu Shidao was best at painting beauties all his life. The beauties drawn are not only lifelike, but also have the same emotions as real people, without all the defects of real people. The beauty in the painting has already surpassed the beauty of the world.

Therefore, there is a saying that "it is better to learn how to draw three thousand beauties", which is well-known throughout the nine prefectures of Ruyi County.

This "Tiannu Scattering Flowers" is his final work. It is rumored that before he painted this painting, his hair was originally gray, but after he finished painting, his hair turned gray overnight.

As soon as Ruyihou saw it, he couldn't put it down, and was willing to spend a lot of money to buy it, but he said: "This is the wife of my apprentice, and it cannot be given to others."

If other people say such things, I'm afraid it will be regarded as excuses, but Chu Shidao has made paintings his wife all his life, and even Chu Danqing would call the beauty who walked out of the painting "Master's Wife".

This "Picture of Scattering Flowers by a Heavenly Girl" is reserved for Chu Danqing's true destiny.

If you wish to hear it, you have to give up and say that you can't spoil this good story.

The scroll opened, all the men present were stunned, and the scroll closed.

I can't remember the face of the woman that day, but I only remember the fluttering clothes, the falling flowers, and the scattered Champs. The scent of flowers still lingers clearly in the nose, and the face of the jade girl is changing and gradually stabilizing, but it is the most beautiful face in everyone's heart.

Liu Changqing's thoughts can be traced back to decades ago, when he was still a scholar, and it was also the season of falling flowers, a young girl was swinging on the swing, and she laughed like silver bells. It was the youngest daughter of the husband.

And the day after tomorrow on each side, he also read all the beauties and kept countless beautiful concubines. Her face wasn't even beautiful, but the feeling she gave him couldn't be replaced by any beauty, not even herself.

Time flies, the feeling at that time has long been blurred, but when I saw this painting, it suddenly became clear again, just like yesterday, just like this moment. Looking back and smiling, you may not be able to make a country or a city, but you can fall in love with your heart. Even if it costs thousands of spirit stones, it is still worth it.

Li Qingshan came to his senses, looked at Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai again, they both had the same expressions, it seemed that they were looking back at the past.

Only Chu Danqing was stunned. The master had said earlier that he would leave this painting to him as his wife, but in order not to distract him, he never saw it with his own eyes. He had great expectations in his heart. Now that he sees it, But I feel that it is not as beautiful as the master's previous paintings. Those who have been biased against this painting all agree that it is good, and they are stunned because of the strangeness.

Chu Shidao was secretly proud. This painting was his life's passion. It completely reversed the previous painting style. In the past, he painted expectations. When a practitioner offered a spirit stone, he would paint the most beautiful woman in his heart.

But this painting is all about memories, which can easily break through the strong psychological defense of the practitioner, touch the softest part of the heart, and evoke the most beautiful memories. I hope that although the status and status may change, the memory will never fade, just like a jar of old wine, the more it is released, the more delicious it will be.

What really touches you is always yourself.

It wasn't until he noticed his disciple's expression that Chu Shidao secretly thought he made a mistake.

Chu Danqing, eleven years ago, was just a little beggar, all he could think about was eating steamed buns, even meat was too extravagant. But now, even though she is eager to move, in this respect, it is like a blank sheet of paper, and there is no memory at all.

If Chu Shidao, with this mind, draws a plate of steaming big white steamed buns, it will really make his mouth water.

"Okay, I agree." Li Qingshan said, but it wasn't the color and the divine gift, but the aura emanating from the painting, which seemed to have surpassed the level of a spiritual weapon, but it couldn't be called a magic weapon, or it wasn't a weapon at all. , more like a powerful creature sealed in the painting.

If it is a duel with the goddess in this painting, even if he fights himself, he is not sure of winning. All in all, definitely a good thing.

Moreover, Li Qingshan was only trying to maximize the benefits. If Chu Shidao really didn't get anything out of his hair, he wouldn't be able to give up the competition. With this result, he was already satisfied.

Liu Changqing said: "Okay, then sign the contract and no one will repent!"

The military strategists are fighting for the island, and the stands around the jumbo pillars are crowded with people. Seeing a group of people coming, discussions immediately rang out.

"Qingshan." Han Qiongzhi, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried up to meet him, wanting to give him a hug, but looked around, bit his lip, shy and did not dare to do so.

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, today she is wearing a red palace dress, with magnificent peonies embroidered on the corner of the skirt, if it is an ordinary woman, wearing this dress, I am afraid it will look too gaudy, and only she has such a confident and flamboyant temperament, Such a moving demeanor looks like a burning flame, and it is so beautiful.

Originally hidden behind the bold and unrestrained habits, the noble manners of the women of the aristocratic family are gradually revealed, which is extremely moving. It seems that after the date, she became more and more able to wear clothes. The black hair that originally only reached her shoulders had unknowingly fallen to her back. (to be continued..)