Wu Sheng stood in front of the fence, took off his straw hat, smiled at Valley Master Wan Tao and said, "Master Wan Tao, are you okay?"
Master Wan Tao Valley was stunned, still not sure: "Layman?"
Wu Sheng asked: "Can I come in?"
Master Wan Tao Valley said "Ah" and rushed out of the room, holding the paintbrush in his hand: "Come in quickly!"
Wu Sheng pushed open the fence door and followed him into the house. After entering, he couldn't help but be startled. There was a young girl lying on the bed in the room, wearing only a red bellyband and crossing her legs.
The table in the center of the room is covered with white silk, and the girl is painted on the silk. She has not yet been imaged. There are several pieces of the same silk piled beside the table. The girl is still painted, but in a slightly different posture.
"This is Xiaoxiao who is new to Dongshan Xiaolou. A thousand dollars a night, don't waste your time. The layman will watch me paint first. If you have any important matters, wait until I finish painting!" Master Wantao Valley looked at the girl Xiaoxiao and raised his pen.
Keep painting.
"Okay." Wu Sheng smiled and nodded.
Wan Tao Valley Master painted very quickly, but was not sloppy. Every stroke was made with precision and unambiguous. The brush was also a treasure. It blended perfectly with the various colored cinnabars prepared by Wan Tao Valley Master on the table. The strokes were extremely smooth and smooth.
It can keep the spiritual energy contained in the cinnabar.
Could this be the natal magic weapon of Master Wan Tao, right? Although he is so familiar with Valley Master Wan Tao, he has never seen his natal magic weapon. Thinking of Snake Lao's natal poison bead, Wu Sheng couldn't help but
Drooling...
Of course, you can't do this blindly. If your natal magic weapon connects with your spiritual consciousness, the owner will be able to detect it immediately. Besides, Master Wan Tao Valley is one of his own. If he really wants to do this, he will have no friends.
Valley Master Wan Tao concentrated on painting, his strokes flying like flying, and he drew more than a dozen pictures in a row. Then he washed out the brush, slapped his head behind his head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye - it was indeed his natal magic weapon.
The girl Xiaoxiao had been posing for a long time. Now she was tired. She took a few breaths and lay down on the bed: "Two people need to pay extra!"
Master Wan Tao Valley ignored her and continued to work on his paintings. He organized all the paintings and put them away in the order of painting. He took out a large copper plate filled with water from under the table and spread the last piece of white silk that he had just painted.
Go into the water and insert two fingers into the water.
The true energy was released, causing ripples in the copper plate. Under the intensive vibration of the ripples, the portrait of the girl fell off the white silk and sank to the bottom of the plate.
Take out the blank silk cloth, put it in the second to last one, and continue the same operation. The second image comes out, sinks, and covers the first image.
Then came the third picture, the fourth picture, one after another, and one after another the lifelike girls were superimposed on the bottom of the plate.
The last piece of white silk was taken out. Master Wan Tao looked through the water plate at the painting that had settled below. Wu Sheng also came closer and saw that the portrait seemed to come alive in the rippling water. All the postures just now were being performed scene by scene.
middle.
Master Wan Tao Valley took out a piece of beige silk, covered the water dish with the silk, held the water dish with one palm, and the fire of the true essence ignited. In an instant, a large amount of water mist was seen steaming and escaping through the rice silk.
In just one stick of incense, the water in the copper plate was dried, and the moving pictures under the water gradually appeared on the silk, in an endless cycle.
The Master of Wan Tao Valley unfolded the silk book and looked at it, his eyes full of joy: "Ten years ago, I entered the Refining God. At that time, I only had two pictures. Five years ago, I had four pictures. When you entered Langshan, you had eight pictures. Today, you finally have sixteen pictures.
Picture, what do you think?"
Wu Sheng grabbed it and said, "Three years ago, the owner of the valley sold me a painting for three hundred gold. Today I pay one gold!"
Master Wan Tao Valley pointed at the collapse of the bed: "One gold is only Xiaoxiao's capital, how can I sell it? Come back!"
Wu Sheng bid for three pieces of gold: "Ten times!"
Master Wan Tao Valley laughed, accepted it proudly, threw out a gold and sent it to Xiaoxiao: "Your night gold."
Xiaoxiao made no movement, but she was so tired that she fell asleep.
Wu Sheng admired the painting and couldn't put it down: "What kind of Taoist art is this?"
The master of Wantao Valley said: "The layer dyeing method is a painter's path. It is not worth mentioning. If you like it, I will teach you." Then he told Wu Sheng the layer dyeing method, how to prepare cinnabar, how to control the true energy, and how to refine silk.
Make no secret of how to use the method.
Wu Sheng discovered that the little tricks in this painting method have strong similarities with the methods of refining weapons and alchemy, so he learned it quickly and mastered it in a short time.
After finishing the lesson, Wu Sheng pointed at Xiaoxiao who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Master Wantao Valley smiled and said: "The beauty is sleeping, don't disturb her, go out and talk."
The Wantao Valley is full of pine forests, with the sound of waves blowing in the night wind. Walking in the forest is refreshing and refreshing.
"Why is the layman back?"
"A few days ago, I met the Ying brothers and talked about Comrade Langshan, which made me miss them very much. I came back to see them."
"Is his brother okay?"
"You have endured a year of hardship, and now you are settling in my place for a while. Maybe you will stay here, or maybe you will be gone when I go back. Who knows?"
"Your place?"
"I occupy a mountain in Baiyue, and no one bullies me. How has the valley owner been doing these two years? If things don't go well for you, you can go to my place. The Baiyue style can be painted. And the Ying brothers and Master Dongsun are all here with me.
Here, brothers, how comfortable they must be together!"
Master Wan Tao Valley hesitated for a moment and said: "After all, it is Baiyue."
Wu Sheng said: "Actually, it is not as dangerous as people say. As long as the brothers stick together, there is nothing to fear."
Master Wan Tao Valley said: "It's not that I'm afraid of any danger. After all, it's too far away from the Central Plains. I'm afraid not many people there know about my paintings."
Don't listen to people like them who are engaged in art. They clamor all day long to retreat and live in seclusion. But if they really live in seclusion and no one communicates or appreciates them, then they are high-minded and reclusive, and they might as well die.
Wu Sheng no longer pressed for it. Although he hoped that Master Wan Tao Valley would also go to Mangdang Mountain, everyone had their own ambitions and it really couldn't be achieved by force.
After chatting for a while and talking about the current situation of Langshan, Wu Sheng took his leave: "I will come see you again when I have the opportunity. If you want to change places, you can come with me then."
After bidding farewell to Master Wan Tao, Wu Sheng rushed to Shenyin Peak overnight, lingering among the strange rocks and strange pines. He worked until dawn before he was satisfied and stopped. Just now, Master Wan Tao told Wu Sheng that Zuo Shenyin was not in Langshan.
He went to Linzi, Qi State, and has not returned yet. The mountains are presided over by Shi Meng.
Since the master is not here, Wu Sheng must be blamed. Of course, he must collect some debt from the master of Shenyin Peak, otherwise his ideas will not be clear.
He originally wanted to eat up all the magic circles in Shui Zhai and Zuo Ji, but then he thought, it would be better to keep that "body", because he might be able to surprise Zuo Shenyin in the future.
After crossing Hongshui and returning to the north bank, Wu Sheng returned to Beizuo Pavilion as scheduled, waved to Yong Zhi, and Yong Zhi followed behind him, and the two quickened their pace and left.
Walking to noon, I came to a market, found a restaurant, asked the owner to bring the best copper bowl, took some water, and delivered it to the corner.
Yong straightened up and stood outside, while Wu Sheng took out the three pieces of jade he obtained from the fisherman and Xiao Zhao, and prepared to try the layer dyeing method.
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