As Wei Changli said, after a night's rest, the little gardener finally woke up from his coma, which made Jiang Yan feel relieved.
On holiday, Jiang Gu came to Xiandu Mountain. He was already familiar with the demons in Xiandu Mountain.
In order to complete the Classic of Mountains and Seas, he needed to borrow his origin from the great demons in the mountains. The origin of each great demon was extremely precious, and it would be difficult to recover the origin after three to five years if it was damaged.
Therefore, it is reasonable for these big demons not to borrow. If they do, it is out of sympathy.
Jiang Yan had already gone to find Hu Meiniang, and under her guidance, he came to Zhang'e Mountain. There was a big monster on the mountain. This was his next target.
There is no grass growing on Zhang'e Mountain, and there are black stones everywhere. Jiang Yan's hand is dragging a wine jar several times larger than his own, and he is walking along the mountain road to climb to the top. It is said that there is a cave somewhere.
But just halfway up the mountain, a strange beast appeared at an extremely fast speed. This strange beast was no more than ten feet long, its voice was as sonorous as striking a stone, a horn grew out of the center of its face, and it had five tails.
It is jet black and looks like a leopard.
From this form, Jiang Yan judged that this was the Xie he was looking for.
"Jiang Yan? What are you doing here?"
Back on Tiandu Peak, Hei Xie had opened hundreds of acupuncture points for him along with other demon kings, so it was not surprising that he recognized Jiang Yan.
"King Hei Xiong, I know you like to drink, so I specially sent you wine from Qingdu."
Jiang Yan patted the huge wine vat behind him. If his physical fitness was not different from ordinary people, he would not be able to pull it up at all.
However, Hei Xiu sniffed lightly with his nose a few times, and then looked at Jiang Yan suspiciously.
"Are you so kind? I'm afraid you have something to ask of me."
"Your Majesty can see through my thoughts at a glance. I want to borrow some of my origins."
Hei Xiang heard that he wanted to borrow his origin, and his body was spinning back and forth on the rocks. He obviously didn't want to borrow it, but he couldn't refuse. After all, Jiang Yan was recognized by the demons of Xiandu Mountain and the Wenfu of Qingdu. He was very likely to have a future.
He is the head of Wen Mansion.
"I can lend you the source, but the two of us have to make a bet."
"Your Majesty, please speak"
"You scribes in Qingdu are very good at wine. It just so happens that I, the king, don't have any wine. Let's try to compete with each other in terms of drinking capacity. If you can win, I will borrow it."
"Okay, then it's settled"
Jiang Yan agreed simply. An artist who was engaged in art not only knew how to drink, but could also drink a thousand glasses of wine! In this Yuling Continent, Jiang Yan had never seen anyone with a better capacity for drinking than him.
The black beast opened its mouth wide, and a stream of flames sprayed on the rocks. Soon the rocks melted and turned into two sea bowls with a diameter of more than one meter.
Jiang Yan sat cross-legged directly opposite Hei Xie, raised the wine vat, which weighed nearly a thousand kilograms, with one hand, and then poured the clear wine into it.
"I respect you"
Jiang Yan's body is even more powerful than the average martial artist. He can lift even a small mountain, not to mention a wine bowl.
He picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Hei Xi, then poured it into his stomach. After one bowl, he felt refreshed and refreshed.
Seeing Jiang Yan's appearance, Hei Xie drank it all in one gulp.
“A second bowl”
These wines were originally brewed from exotic flowers and herbs. Jiang Yan used his spiritual power to evaporate the water, otherwise he wouldn't be able to drink even a bowl, but the smell of the wine still remained in his body.
Hu Meiniang was lying on the clouds, watching the two drinking wine, feeling bored.
"You two drink, and I'll pour you some wine."
"Thank you very much, Sister Hu." Jiang Yan thanked her.
A man and a demon sit opposite each other, pushing cups and changing cups, drinking from sunrise to sunset, and from sunset to sunrise.
Jiang Yan had never accumulated so much alcohol in his body, but he still held on. When the first ray of morning sun broke through the clouds, the black body finally fell from the black stone.
When Hei Xie shook his painful head and got up, Hu Meiniang smiled sweetly.
"Hei Xie, you lose."
"Good drinker, I admire you"
"King Hei Xiang accepted the concession."
The two of them were simply competing for their drinking capacity. If they used their cultivation to separate the drinks, even ten Jiang Gu would not be able to compete with him in Hei Xiongwang's fairyland.
"It seems that I can't even give you this source. If you want to get it at any time!"
This is also the reason why Jiang Yan likes to deal with the big demon of Xiandu Mountain. There are no twists and turns or tricks. As long as he agrees to something, he will never regret it.
"I want this origin because I want to make a portrait of the Black Beast King."
"Paint for me?"
"Yes, this is the painting I once made for Sister Fox!"
Jiang Yan took out the picture of nine tails. Hei Xiong didn't know how to appreciate it, but the Hu Meiniang in this picture was not evil at all. The giant tails covered the sky and blocked the sun. She was very domineering.
"Incorporating the origin into the painting can allow the painting spirit to possess your innate magical powers, the Black Beast King, thus exerting greater power."
"Okay, there is no problem with painting, but I still have one condition."
One of the black beast's pointed claws reached out and pressed against Jiang Yan's neck.
"If you dare to draw me ugly, I will eat you."
"Don't worry, I will paint on this mountain. After painting, you can choose and paint until you are satisfied." Jiang Yan said with a smile.
“That’s pretty much it”
How could it be so easy to complete a combined spirit art? Whether it was the candle dragon picture, the nine-tailed picture, or the white ape stealing wine picture, Jiang Chan spent a long time with the black dragon Hu Meiniang and the white ape.
, know their life and behavior habits well, otherwise there will be a lack of momentum.
Jiang Yan wanted to make the Classic of Mountains and Seas a new spiritual weapon, so he absolutely did not allow any defects in the painting.
In the following time, Jiang Yan was attending classes at the Wen Mansion while guiding Yaya and the little gardener in their cultivation. This was the task given to him by Wei Changli, and he even specially taught him a special method of enlightenment and cultivation.
Wei Changli cared more about these two people than he did as a master.
After everything is settled, Jiang Yan will bring wine to Zhang'e Mountain to paint for Hei Xie.
"Jiang Yan, your painting looks like a civet cat. Is this the king? I'm going to eat you!"
After reading it, the roaring voice of the black beast made the whole mountain tremble.
"Don't worry, there's still the next one, the next one..."
He had painted no less than thirty or forty paintings for Hei Xie, but Hei Xie still felt dissatisfied.
The Book of Mountains and Seas does not just copy the appearance of the black ferocious beast, but uses the black ferocious beast as the prototype and then adds the artist's own creation.
After getting along with each other for a period of time, Jiang Gu discovered that Hei Xiu himself was a great fire demon with a fiery nature and a bad temper. He used a paintbrush to add a unique shape to the original painting.
After finishing the painting, Hei Xi was behind Jiang Chan, watching Jiang Chan paint.
A few days ago, Qingdu received the first snow of winter. The snow fell more than a foot thick. The white snow and the black mountains formed a strong color difference. Inspiration plays a vital role in the creation of art.
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Jiang Yan caught this flash of inspiration and began to create a new painting.
A black panther is curled up and lying on the top of a snow-covered black mountain. There are some wine jars scattered around it. The black panther's body is bathed in red flames. Deep black, snow white and red, contrasting the three colors.
It is extremely conspicuous, and the black panther behaves lazily, but his slightly opened eyes contain imperial contempt.
After reading it, Hei Xie's eyes lit up and he spoke in human words.
"Yes, yes, this is my king!"
Hei Xi could not be more satisfied, especially the look in his eyes that seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, so domineering and contemptuous.
"The original power is given to you, so you can follow the template of this painting."
But Hei Xie looked at it and seemed to notice that there was only one flaw.
"The flames on this body have no soul, are not agile enough, and affect my momentum. This will not work."
The black body walked around Jiang Yan for several times, seeming to be thinking.
"When are you going to paint?"
"Since you are satisfied with this template, I will practice for a few days to adjust the condition and then draw it. After all, the art of combining spirits requires a lot of energy and spiritual power."
"Okay, there is a place in my king's cave. Inside, I will collect some sources of goblin fire for you. In short, I must draw my king's aura."
For this painting, Hei Xie worked hard.
Maybe it was too limited in Qingdu, and life always passed quickly. It was almost time to paint for Hei Xie, but Jiang Yan received a banquet invitation on the same day, which was sent by his students in Wenfu.
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Drinking wine, composing poems, and appreciating paintings were the favorite things for literati in the Qing Dynasty to do, especially since there had just been a heavy snowfall in the Qing Dynasty two days ago. Not going to enjoy the scenery would really be a disgrace to the beautiful scenery given by God.
Of course Jiang Yan went happily, and the banquet was held in Yushan.
After thinking about it, it didn't matter that he was a day late in painting Hei Xie, but banquets could not be held at any time. Since he left Qingdu, he had not attended a banquet for more than a year and nearly two years.
Yushan is one of the mountains in the Immortal City. Although there is no great demon practicing here and the spiritual energy is not very abundant, its scenery is the most outstanding among all the mountains, especially after the snow in winter, it looks stunning. Therefore, the snow scene of Yushan is also known as
It is rated as one of the eight scenic spots in Qingdu.
However, Yushan is located in the hinterland of the Immortal City, and there are often monster kings with terrifying cultivation around. Although the Wen Mansion has not explicitly prohibited entry into the mountain, few people dare to come here.
Jiang Yan couldn't help but admire how courageous this generation was in sacrificing students.
Fortunately, although these people have gone through some twists and turns, they are still safe. In addition to Zhong Shiji, Liao Chi, Lu Jing, Chen Gong, Lin Wanxi and Zhou Xiaoshi are all there, as well as three or two people Jiang Yan can't name.
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When he arrived, these people were already seated, chatting and laughing, and wine was still scalding in the red clay stove beside them.
Seeing Jiang Yan's arrival, everyone stood up to greet him. Among them, Lu Jingchengong and others were already Qianyuanjing in cultivation, but there was a huge gap in status.
“I didn’t expect you all to come”
"When it snowed a few days ago, I wanted to come and enjoy the snow scenery, but you didn't have time, so I put it off until now," Lu Jing said with a smile.
"I can't help it, he is our husband now," Zhou Xiaoshi joked.
"Why don't you, sir? I am the tutor in the Wen Mansion. There are only classmates here today. Come on, I can already smell the aroma of wine. Come and have a drink with me."
There are three fragrances in Qing Dynasty: ink, powder, and fine wine, but any scribe can distinguish them.
Moreover, the wine scalded in the red clay stove had a sweet and mellow aroma that made Jiang Yan's mouth water.
"It's okay to drink, but you have to do the drinking. Everyone knows that apart from your painting skills, Jiang Gu knows all kinds of poetry, lyrics, and songs. How about a song?" Lin Wanxi was also making noises.
But what surprised Jiang Yan was that Wu Jinghai was standing next to Lin Wanxi. The two of them were old acquaintances in Xihe.
"What's the problem? Just open your mouth and do it."
"The jade chips are cold on the top of the white jade mountain, and the pine wind is blowing on the Langgan. Where the clouds are deep, celebrities lie down, and it is cold here in May."
A poem won the house full of applause, and I felt warm all over after having a drink.
Sometimes Jiang Yan had to admire how coquettish these scribes were. Even though there was snow underneath them, in order not to affect the snowy scenery, they actually spread a mat on the snow and used it as a pillow.
"Wu Jinghai, we are gathering of scribes, and you, a martial artist, have come to join in the fun," Jiang Yan said with a smile.
"They are all scribes, the most popular people in the world. I am not here to see them."
The relationship between the two is pretty good, and now only Wufu's relationship with the Wen family is not so tense. The marriage between Lin Wanxi and Wu Jinghai is something Wei Changli is happy to see.
"After announcing our goodbyes, I didn't expect you to make such a big fuss in the imperial city again. I really admire you."
Wu Jinghai picked up the wine glass, and Jiang Yan also lost one.
Just when everyone was chatting with each other, Liao Chi also came over with a wine cup.
"Mr. Jiang, after listening to your understanding of Danqing Yiyi, I was greatly inspired. I will toast you with this drink."
Liao Chi’s appearance is regarded as a disaster. Although this word is not appropriate, there is no more appropriate word to describe a man in the Qing Dynasty. Especially Liao Chi’s appearance is the same as that of Zhou Xiaoshi Li Youlang.
level.
Zhou Xiaoshi used to be a social butterfly in the Qing capital, lingering in every bed and having many romantic affairs.
However, since he studied under Meng Kuyin, especially after Meng Kuyin's death, his style suddenly changed, and he started to adopt a dignified and steady line. He has never heard of any scandals, and his calligraphy skills have greatly improved.
In such a cold winter weather, Liao Chi was actually wearing a single gauze, with a hint of flesh exposed. After a glass of wine, he opened his red lips and looked at Jiang Yan with blurred eyes. The meaning is self-evident.
People like Lu Jing have long been accustomed to it. Good-looking men are more popular than good-looking women in the Qing capital, but Jiang Yan is really not lucky enough to enjoy it.
Jiang Yan picked up the wine glass and looked away, looking for a place to hide in embarrassment, but the closest person to him was Lu Jing, who just picked up the wine and ran away.
"Brother Lu...Brother Lu...you must drink this cup to the fullest"
"Why is this"
"Who are you, Finch Dragon Lu Yun?"
"It's my eldest brother"
"That's right. My brother came to my rescue several times when I was in trouble. It's a pity that I can't thank you in person. I can only let you convey my gratitude."
After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he drank a glass of wine in one gulp, and Lu Jing also drank a glass with a smile.
"You are hiding from Liao Chi, you are the only one who doesn't understand the charm of such a beautiful woman."
"You want to have sex with me, but I don't want to do that." Jiang Yan lowered his voice and said.
Everyone here is a leader in the literary field, with outstanding literary talent. Some write poems and some write rhymes, which pushed the banquet atmosphere to a climax.