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Chapter 101 The Magical Art of Danqing 【Subscribe! ! 】

[You have admired the name of Cailang Painting Workshop for a long time, so you wrote back a letter and set off for it. 】

[Because you were walking in the barren mountains and hiding your body, you were not noticed by the officers and soldiers along the way. 】

[Mengli 1339, Xingyue 11th. 】

【Running in March, you will finally arrive at Kaizhou, a land of fish and water, when the spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and there are many tourists. 】

[You take the fox girl on a spring outing, rest for half a month, and then arrive at Cailang Painting Workshop. 】

[You no longer hide your body shape, in the name of holding a sword to draw students, draw a greeting card, and hand it to the doorman. 】

[Shaoqing, in the depths of the painting workshop, the black dragon soars, followed by the ink cloud, and falls in front of the door, turning into a scroll. 】

[The scroll unfolds, and a painter walks out of it, smiling and saluting. 】

[Yan once read your paintings, although I have never met, I also admire your name, now I see you, I am overjoyed. 】

[I invite you in. 】

Standing in front of the colorful painting workshop, Jiang He suddenly heard the sound of dragon chant.

Looking from a distance, there was a black dragon rising into the sky, and sprinkled a little bit of black ink in the air, forming a dark cloud, lingering around.

The black dragon roamed the sky, circled a few times, and landed in front of the workshop with a lot of power.

When it was about to land, it jumped into a canvas that appeared out of thin air.

After a moment, it turned into an ink black dragon in the canvas, swimming in the painting for a few seconds, and even winked at Jiang He before it froze.

at the same time.

At the bottom right of the canvas, the human figure that seemed to be formed by the convergence of ink droplets shook his head, turned around, and walked into reality step by step from the painting.

In the end, he turned into an old man with white beard, and smiled.

"Old man Yan Qingliang, I met little friend Ning."

This is the method of Danqing inherited by Cailang Painting Workshop?

Jiang He's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He had heard long ago that Yan Qingliang, the owner of Cailang Painting Workshop and a master of Danqing, once painted dragons in the sea, and with the finishing touch, he made the ink dragon come true, and flew away in the sky.

I can see it today, this Danqing magic method is even more miraculous than imagined!

Jiang He felt something——

The wonderful method of painting comes true when the pen is written.

The method of Danqing inherited by Cailang Painting Workshop may be a method that contains magic, and it is a method that is exclusive to painters.

"This Cailang Painting Workshop really came to the right place."

Jiang He is looking forward to Danqing's method more and more.

After chatting with Yan Qingliang for a while, he quickly accepted the invitation and followed him into the Cailang Painting Workshop.

Cailang Painting Workshop looks interesting from the outside, although it uses various colors, it is not a magnificent and special building.

But when Jiang He stepped inside, he was immediately attracted by the interior.

However, this Cailang Painting Workshop is not so much a house as a residence, but more like a super-large gallery, connected by a series of covered bridges.

On both sides of the corridor bridge, there are various paintings hanging.

Each piece is extremely delicate, and it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, which is dizzying.

Even when Jiang He walked across a covered bridge, he saw a young man standing in front of a painting, seeming to be appreciating it.

He was about to say hello to the young man.

Unexpectedly, the other party glanced back, smiled shyly, walked back into another painting, froze and became the person in the painting.

A painting, a bridge, an individual.

Formed a wonderful world of light and light.

"Many ancestors in the painting workshop were not born here, but grew up here and died here."

"They immersed themselves in the paintings all their lives, and they also belonged to the paintings after they died, leaving here their own painting bridges."

"There are some wonderful paintings among them."

"Ning Xiaoyou, if you want, you can also leave a painting bridge here in the future."

Yan Qingliang smiled.

"When every ancestor saw Cailang Painting Workshop for the first time, he felt something in his heart and left a picture to commemorate it."

"Ning Xiaoyou, do you want to try?"

This is to test whether you have real skills.

Jiang He readily agreed.

"Pen here!"

[You accepted Yan Qingliang's invitation to paint a picture of Cailang. 】

[The picture is exquisite, and the bystanders look at it, it seems to be immersed in the heavy painting bridge, it is difficult to break free, and it is fascinating. 】

[Yan Qingliang praised it, saying that your painting skills, combined with fiction and reality, have reached the pinnacle, with several overlapping, it is more real than real. 】

[If you practice Danqing's wonderful method, you will be like a tiger with wings added, and you will be on a higher level. 】

[You accept it calmly, and invite Yan Qingliang to sit down and discuss painting skills. 】

[Skills are like giants, you and Yan Qingliang each hold a corner, even if you are equal, you both feel that you have gained a lot. 】

[After a long conversation, Yan Qingliang was convinced, and then led you into the place of Cailang, and passed on the Danqing, and taught you all. 】

[You have learned the art of drawing spirits, which is the law of life: when painting, use the pen to attract the aura of heaven and earth, nourish the body, and increase strength... The stronger the painting skills, the stronger the effect. 】

[You have learned the art of painting gods, this is the wonderful method of painting: when painting, you can pour your power into it to make the scroll stained with all kinds of magic; you can also paint out of thin air to create some visions for a short time... The stronger the painting skill, the stronger the effect. 】

The inheritance is in hand!

Jiang He brushed the words with his fingers.

A natal technique inherited by the painter, a technique with all kinds of wonderful techniques.

The two are combined with each other, plus the painting skills that have been cultivated for nearly two hundred years in Zhoumu.

Now he has truly completed the job change and can call himself a painter.

"It's not easy..."

Jiang He was not only emotional, but also very happy.

Perhaps the profession of a painter is not as simple and crude as the way of swordsmanship——I will kill you with a single sword if you have any wonderful skills.

But for its own overall strength, it is an extremely beneficial supplement.

the most important is……

This change of job does not mean that the kendo profession has disappeared and its strength has become weaker.

On the contrary, his previous kendo experience can be transferred to the painting way to a certain extent, so that he can learn by analogy!

For example, the art of painting gods——

Ordinary painters, because they have been immersed in painting skills all their lives, when they are in danger, they may just draw one or two soldiers, or some mythical and beast figures out of thin air.

Generally speaking, it only has its shape, but its spirit is rare.

Jiang He is different.

He can use his finger as a brush and the pen as a sword, and the sword energy he draws at will all have real sword intent, and his power has increased dramatically!

"Drawing swords and swords, this is the true meaning..."

When you just change jobs and learn new skills, it is the time when you grow the most rapidly.

Jiang He was directly immersed in Cailang Painting Workshop, almost not thinking about food and drink, and kept drawing sketches one after another.

Follow his movements.

There are colorful butterflies flying out one after another, and there are fierce beasts roaring and swooping...

From fake to real, from virtual to real.

During this process, all the Taoist powers he had gained from practicing the Yongle Taoist scriptures for the past two years were washed away and transformed into a power more suitable for painting.

The proficiency of the two major methods is also rapidly increasing.

However, Jiang He was immersed in the painting, but forgot some things.

until one day...

[Eat when you are hungry, sleep when you are tired, and draw when you wake up, day and night. 】

[Three months have passed in a blink of an eye, you have made rapid progress, and your grasp of Danqing's method has become more and more subtle. 】

[However, outside the Cailang Painting Workshop, the fox girl waited for three months for a long time, but did not hear from you, and recalled what you said in the past, if you can't get in for a long time, she can come to the workshop to save you. 】

[The fox girl broke into the painting workshop at night, looking for your trace. The painter in the workshop thought it was an attack, so they fought. 】

[The ink dragon falls, and the fairy dies. 】

[You were alarmed, went out to check, and suddenly stopped. 】

【When the fox girl saw your figure, she just stopped, threw herself into your arms, and wept in relief. 】

[The painter in the workshop stopped when he saw this, and only after you explained it did he know the reason. 】

Jiang He flicked his fingers over the text, feeling a little embarrassed.

This wave is my own pot——

Although he thought that Cailang Painting Workshop would not trick himself into arresting him and send him to Emperor Meng for a piece of wanted paper.

But before, after all, I had never covered my face, and I didn't know people, face or heart.

To prevent accidents, before entering the Cailang Painting Workshop, Jiang He specifically told Ruan Xiangyu that after he entered the Cailang Painting Workshop, he would come out regularly.

If he doesn't come out for a long time, there may be an accident, and she can go in to save him.

It was fine at first.

Jiang He found an excuse to come out, found Ruan Xiangyu, said he was safe, and told her not to worry anymore.

As a result, after starting to learn the method of Danqing, I was immersed in it accidentally.

For three whole months, I didn't come out once.

Ruan Xiangyu didn't pay much attention at first, after all, the son said, Cailang Painting Workshop is very safe, don't worry.

but……

As time passed, three full months passed.

Kaizhou has been blooming from spring to midsummer, but there is still no news from the young master.

She naturally began to worry, thinking of all kinds of possibilities.

In the end, he chose to break into Cailang Painting Workshop, even if he exposed himself as a white fox, he still wanted to rescue the young master who was imprisoned by the painting workshop...

"This wave is mine, too focused on cultivation."

Jiang He scratched his head.

Speaking of which, the little white fox in this period has really good fighting power.

Under the condition of blowing his hair, Yan Qingliang was pressed down to hit him, and even Mo Long was beaten to collapse, which is really shocking.

Even though Yan Qingliang has been immersed in the art of painting all year round and possesses superpowers, he doesn't have the corresponding combat power.

It is also enough to prove the strength of the white fox.

However, she has such power.

But in just twenty years, he was so weak that he was inhuman.

"There are only twenty years left until Xiangyu's decline and dying..."

"You have to make plans early."

Jiang He pondered how to solve the problem of Ruan Xiangyu's decline.

On the pages of the book, new words have evolved.

【After your explanation, Yan Qingliang smiled in relief, and did not pursue the matter of the fox girl breaking into the painting workshop at night and breaking the ink dragon. 】

[On the contrary, I secretly advise you to cherish the time, and don't wait until you are old and regret it too late. 】

[During the conversation, there was a lot of regret, which was both persuasion and memory. 】

【The fox girl seemed shy and disappeared. 】

【Standing in Cailang, looking at the chaotic scene, you know that Kaizhou is prosperous and full of people. Although the night is quiet, there are also doormen and watchmen, who may leak things. 】

[Once it is reported to the court, Emperor Meng will go crazy knowing that the white fox has appeared. 】

【So decided...】

[A: Stay in Cailang, B: Say goodbye and leave, C: Intervene personally. 】

Jiang He glanced over the text.

Make a decision without hesitation.

【Say goodbye and leave】

He has already learned the method of Danqing, and now it is possible to expose his whereabouts, so there is no need to continue to forcefully stay in Cailang Painting Workshop, leaving only loopholes.

Travel thousands of miles and draw a map of the world.

This is the Danqing road that Jiang He chose.

Thank you [Bolshevik] for the leader of the boss!

If you want to add more, I will owe you a day or two... The plot of the dungeon is relatively simple, and the background of the prosperous age + the artist is not easy to write. The writing of each chapter is relatively slow, with deletions and deletions, and the latest updates are also late. .

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