Jiang Yan mobilized the flowing Qi in his body to run on the tip of the pen, holding his sleeve, and fell on the paper scroll. The pen moved like a dragon, a snake, clouds and flowing water, and soon an ink peony was sketched on the paper.
He was surprised to find that although he had not painted seriously for more than half a year, his level of painting had not deteriorated but was even more proficient than before the time travel.
In the past, such a painting would take at least half an hour, but now it only takes more than ten minutes, and the peonies on the paper are more expressive and have an indescribable charm.
With calligraphy and paper as the carrier, spiritual power builds flesh and blood, calligraphy and easel frame the muscles and bones, and the painting is completed with the stroke of the pen. This is the painting method taught by Lu Daoxuan, but the painting spirit does not appear after the painting is completed.
"Is it because I am not good at painting?"
This idea was quickly rejected by myself. It was a sin to have such an idea, and I was just a child.
"Spiritual power, painting skills, pigments."
Jiang Gu suddenly remembered that he had not used paint. Lu Daoxuan was observing his paper-making table in the courtyard and there was some paint on it.
There are four types of ink: new, old, old, and changed. There are five colors of burnt, dense, heavy, light, and clear. There are five qualities of new, burnt, settled, retreated, and angstrom. There are also five senses of dry, dry, moist, wet, and dripping.
The ink itself has enough changes, but the color is still not bright enough compared to the pigment.
This time when Jiang Gu started painting again, peonies were rendered with red cinnabar, and the branches and leaves were dotted with green. It took less than half an hour to complete a peony painting.
After finishing the painting, some changes finally appeared on the paper, and a magnificent peony with bright colors actually grew out of the paper.
Looking at the swaying Mudan River in front of me, I was very excited. After painting for so many years, I never thought I could play like this.
It didn't take long for the painting spirit to disappear, and the original peony picture was completely destroyed. The colors were so chaotic that it was impossible to see what was originally drawn.
"Is it because the spiritual power I used just now is not enough?"
Jiang Yan began to trace various paintings as if he had discovered a new world. For a time, the room was filled with wonderful things, including green water rippling, flowers blooming, and the small room full of flowers.
Jiang Yan was immersed in this joy for the whole day. After studying painting for so many years, he never expected that the east mountain would not be bright and the west mountain would be bright. Although he had already gained some fame before traveling through time, he became even more brilliant when he came to this new continent.
At this time, Lu Daoxuan was looking at the paper bundles all over the courtyard and he was amazed. These paper bundles were placed in the courtyard so vividly that they looked like real people. There were all kinds of men, women, old and young, and the facial features were painted on the paper bundles. Every stroke was ingenious.
Lu Daoxuan has been traveling in Yuling Continent for so many years and has seen all kinds of strange enlightened people, such as butchers, porters, carpenters, stonemasons, etc. This is the first time he has encountered enlightened people like papermakers.
Holding a paper-tied baby in your hands, the paper-tied baby after enlightenment can even look fake and real.
A green light flashed in Lu Daoxuan's eyes. The baby made of bamboo strips and paper actually began to grow flesh and blood, and even opened its mouth and smiled at Lu Daoxuan.
The more difficult a technique is to be enlightened, the more unpredictable power it possesses. However, after the papermaker became enlightened, it was too weird. Lu Daoxuan frowned with deep worry on his face.
"Jiang Yan is still young, so it may not be too late"
After figuring it out, Lu Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and put the paper bundle in his hand away, wanting to go back to the room to see how Jiang Yan was practicing.
Even though Jiang Lian is extremely talented, painting requires honing his painting skills over time. It takes three years to practice painting, three years to practice brushwork, and three years to become enlightened. Many people have been studying since childhood and are still unable to become enlightened when they are over fifty years old. There is no shortcut in this.
Learning a few simple painting techniques in a short period of time is already considered a great achievement.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Daoxuan opened the door, there were many scrolls thrown on the ground, and various landscapes, fish, insects, bamboos and birds appeared in the air!
Without exception, these words are all of low quality, and there are even a few paintings of ordinary quality.
"This...this...is a monster"
Lu Daoxuan was shocked for a moment. A turtle swam clumsily in front of him. For a moment, Lu Daoxuan felt that he was the turtle.
Jiang Yan was so absorbed in painting that he didn't even notice Lu Daoxuan walked in. If he wanted to suppress the evil spirit in the winding mountain valley, he needed to paint a fierce general. Now he was practicing figure painting.
The person in the painting wears long hair and shawl, has a delicate face and small features, a touch of fragrant blush, and peach blossom eyes. She is a complete beauty. What's more important is that she has no hair on her body...
Jiang Yan had done so many paintings in a row that her spiritual power was somewhat exhausted, so she had to grit her teeth and paint her!
Lu Daoxuan stood behind Jiang Qian and watched him painting erotic pictures, and couldn't help but cough a few times...
Jiang Yan hurriedly tried to roll up the painting, but he accidentally cut off the ink on the pen!
"Old sir..."
"You are young, I understand, I understand."
Seeing a few drops of rich ink ruining such a fragrant erotic painting, even Lu Daoxuan felt a little heartbroken, but when he looked back at the dried paint on the table, his heart twitched even more.
"Jiang Yan..." Lu Daoxuan's voice was trembling.
"Sir please speak"
"There is a saying that has been circulating in Xuanguo, gold is never as good as a few taels of paint. Every time you make a stroke, it is several taels of silver!
I have saved up the paint for several years, and you almost finished it in one afternoon?"
Jiang Yan groaned, how could he know that paint in this world would be so ridiculously expensive? Looking at the colorful and lively paintings in the room, this cost nearly ten thousand taels of silver?
Lu Dao
"Think about how to compensate me."
"this…"
Jiang Yan thought about it for a long time. His only source of income was to make money as a papermaker.
"I don't have that much money right now, but no matter when you need it, I will give you the best funeral ceremony."
Lu Daoxuan had veins popping out on his forehead. He had given him so much paint, but he actually wanted to give him away?
"These paints add up to at least 20,000 taels. If you are my disciple, you can use them, but you and I just met by chance..."
Jiang Yan understood the meaning behind Lu Daoxuan's words. The old man looked at Xianfeng Daogu and had a good temperament. More importantly, he had a ruddy complexion, a long breath, and was able to live. He couldn't find a master who couldn't outlive him.
In addition, Jiang Yan wanted to go out and have a look, but he knew nothing about the outside world, so having him as his master would be an extra guide.
"Jiang Yan is willing to become his teacher"
"Okay okay"
Lu Dao
"Since you sincerely want to become my teacher, I will accept it. However, after you get started, I will give you two tests first!"
"Sir please speak"
"The first test is to solve the evil spirit in the valley. As for the second test, I will tell you after you have solved the evil spirit."
Jiang Yan consumed too much spiritual energy and fell asleep when he got to bed.
Lu Daoxuan unfolded the erotic painting on the table and marveled at it. The only pity was that the painting was ruined.
"This kind of figure painting is a taboo in the painting method. Most painters are reluctant to touch it, but this boy has it at his fingertips. Is this the reason why the painter became enlightened?"
Lu Dao
No interruptions.
His painting skills are as if they were born in heaven. The long edge is delicate and nimble, the short edge is vigorous and powerful, and the line is used to establish the bones. The length, thickness, pause, strength, and haste are all just right. Even the world-famous painter can only do this.