Please don't force me to be a god.

"You want to take me as your master?" Zhang Tian said.

"Yes, please grant me permission, Immortal."

Zhang Tian shook his head: "No need, it's just a book."

"I was careless for a moment and accepted Xu Wen, and now I'm still very upset."

Zhuo Ping's eyes turned red when he heard it, and he lowered his head and said: "I understand. After all, I am just a eunuch. If I accept the Immortal's door, the Immortal will be laughed at."

As he said, he was about to stand up.

Xu Wen hurriedly stepped forward and held him down, turned his head and said to Zhang Tian: "Immortal Master, although Zhong Guiren is a disabled body, he has learned the Immortal Master's skills after all."

"If I walk out of this door without a name or status, the Immortal Master's skills will be spread outside in the future, and people in later generations will not know the Immortal Master's kindness."

"Why not take him as a registered disciple, and let people in later generations who learn sketching techniques know that this is passed down by the Immortal Master."

Zhang Tian frowned.

He didn't really want to take Zhuo Ping, mainly because he thought it was troublesome.

As for the fame in the future that Xu Wen mentioned, Zhang Tian didn't care.

This sketching tutorial was copied, so it didn't matter whether he was the ancestor or not.

Only Xu Wen, from the perspective of this era, felt that if his master's skills were passed on, he wouldn't even get the title of ancestor, and felt it was not worth it for Zhang Tian.

However, looking at Zhuo Ping's expression, Zhang Tian knew that if he didn't accept it, he would definitely think that he despised him because he was a eunuch.

From the perspective of Zhang Tian's future generations, they would only feel pity for him, so how could they discriminate against him?

At the beginning, he casually said to give him a tutorial because he saw that Zhuo Ping had been self-taught for most of his life and admired his efforts.

Seeing Zhang Tian thinking, Zhuo Ping hurriedly said, "If you accept me as your disciple, I swear that I will never tell anyone that I am your disciple and will never hurt your reputation."

Zhang Tian smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with face. After all, you are someone close to the emperor."

"It would be impolite if I rashly accepted you as a registered disciple."

"Go back and ask the emperor when you have a chance. If he agrees, I will accept you."

If it were an ordinary minister, he would be suspected of monitoring the emperor by daring to accept the emperor's personal eunuch as a registered disciple. I'm afraid he is too stubborn.

But Zhang Tian's status is transcendent, so it's not impossible to force him to accept.

But eunuchs are nominally the emperor's private slaves. Zhang Tian may not care about Zhuo Ping's status as a eunuch, but he must be polite and ask the emperor before he does.

Zhuo Ping was overjoyed, kowtowed three times, and said: "I will go back and paint a picture for the emperor using the techniques passed down by the immortal."

"Then I will beg the emperor. If the emperor agrees, I will come to your house with the apprenticeship gift to become your apprentice."

Zhang Tian said: "Well, let's ask the emperor first."

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As soon as Zhuo Ping returned to the palace, he asked the emperor for leave again.

He said that he wanted to study the painting techniques passed down by the immortals, and asked the emperor to allow some time.

Emperor Anyou took Zhuo Ping's stack of papers and flipped through them roughly, but didn't see anything special.

Seeing that what he said was just some plain words about painting, not some secret book of cultivating immortals, he immediately felt bored.

However, for Zhang Tian's sake, Emperor Anyou reluctantly agreed to Zhuo Ping's request.

If other eunuchs dared to ask the emperor for a few days off to learn painting, they would probably get their butts beaten!

Many days passed in a row.

Emperor Anyou was actually a little angry when he didn't see Zhuo Ping coming to report.

He thought, this servant, relying on the light of the immortal, dared to ignore his master?

Just as he was thinking about how to punish Zhuo Ping, he suddenly heard a report saying that Zhuo Ping came to ask for an audience.

Emperor Anyou thought it was just right, and he was ready to punish Zhuo Ping and let him know who his master was.

Zhuo Ping led two eunuchs and carried a huge scroll, and stopped at the door of the palace.

Zhuo Ping walked into the palace alone, knelt in front of Emperor Anyou, and said: "Your servant kowtows to the emperor."

"Huh, you still know how to come?"

Zhuo Ping raised his head, and Emperor Anyou was slightly startled.

Zhuo Ping's eyes were red and his face was dull, as if he was a dying person.

Emperor Anyou shouted, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Ping said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine."

"I went to welcome the immortal to the court. On the way, I saw the immortal subduing a dragon in the river. I thought about it day and night and wanted to draw the immortal's fairy posture of capturing the dragon."

"However, I am not very knowledgeable, and charcoal drawing can hardly express the immortal's fairy posture."

"So I drew and tore it up again and again, but I was not satisfied with it."

"Just a few days ago, the immortal taught me the sketching technique, and I suddenly understood. I couldn't figure out how to draw before, but now I understand everything."

"So, these days, I have been working day and night to draw a picture of "The Immortal Capturing a Dragon" with the sketching technique and present it to the emperor."

Emperor Anyou's anger subsided a little, and he said lightly, "Then bring it to see."

At firstI thought it was just the small paintings that barely caught my eye before, but I didn't expect that when the scroll was unfolded, Emperor Anyou suddenly lost his composure...

The next morning court.

As usual, Emperor Anyou walked onto the throne with the shining dragon ball on his head.

After the ministers called him "Long live the emperor", Emperor Anyou couldn't wait to say: "My dear ministers, I got a wonderful painting, which comes from the technique passed down by Master Zhang."

"Before talking about state affairs, why don't you appreciate this painting with immortal techniques with me?"

At this time, there was no urgent military situation or state affairs, and appreciating paintings was also an elegant thing, and it involved Zhang Tian, ​​so the officials naturally couldn't refuse the emperor's face.

They all cooperated and said: "Please show me how wonderful the painting is?"

Prime Minister Cai and others have already started to think about some words in their hearts, thinking about how to please the emperor later, "amazing".

Emperor Anyou nodded slightly to Zhuo Ping beside him.

Zhuo Ping understood and shouted, "Paint it!"

Two eunuchs came in with a scroll and slowly unfolded it in front of the officials.

"Hiss..."

All the officials took a deep breath.

Even the officials including Prime Minister Cai, who wanted to pretend to be "amazed", were stunned.

A huge scroll more than ten meters long and one person tall was displayed in front of everyone.

There were only black and white colors on the scroll.

The scene of Zhang Tian catching a dragon in the river was reproduced in a one-to-one real-life ratio.

The river was surging and the dragon roared to the sky.

Zhang Tian rode on its back, with an air of immortality, as if he would ride the dragon and fly away at any time.

If it was just a sketching technique, it would not be enough to amaze the officials.

The artistic conception of Chinese landscape paintings since ancient times is much higher than this.

However, sketching combined with the technique of 3D stereoscopic painting will definitely subvert everyone's cognition.

On this one-to-one painting, the fierce appearance of the dragon was revealed, almost rushing out of the painting.

The head of the dragon seemed to really float three feet above the paper.

Zhang Tian seemed to be carrying the river water and clouds, and he was ready to fly into the air at any time.

In the past, "jumping off the paper" was just an adjective, but now, "jumping off the paper" is a realistic perspective.

This 3D stereoscopic visual illusion makes people completely ignore the difference in color. What they see is no longer black and white, as if they are really alive.

In addition, sketches emphasize realism, and this one-to-one picture is really shocking.

Emperor An You controlled the dragon ball to fly to the back of the painting.

With a sound of "Ah...", the sound of short legs came from behind the painting.

All the officials retreated in fear, thinking that the dragon in the painting really came to life.

"Hahahahahaha..." Emperor An You was very happy, "My dear ministers, how about this painting?"