A group of white apes surrounded Jiang Chan and cheered, as if being able to write a few words was a great thing.
These white apes were not only very powerful, but also quite spiritual. In the next two days, Jiang Yan became completely involved with these white apes.
However, eating wild fruits once or twice is fine, but his stomach won't be able to bear it if he eats too much. After all, he is not a monkey.
The White Ape King seemed to have noticed Jiang Chan's thoughts, and pulled Jiang Chan up the hill, followed by six or seven white apes.
Pointing at a mist-shrouded valley, the White Ape King made various body language, and an idea flashed in Jiang Yan's mind.
"You mean there's something good in this valley?"
The White Ape King nodded, and then took the lead and led several of his men to shuttle freely among the tall trees in the forest. Jiang Yan sat on the back of the fat tiger and followed closely behind the apes.
The closer I got to the valley, the more I felt like my hair was standing on end. The entrance to the valley was blocked by a thick fog, the temperature was much lower than outside, and even the mountain streams were covered in ice.
It was impossible to see the direction clearly in the fog, but this did not trouble the White Ape King. He led Jiang Gui around several stone blocks and passed through several ancient trees, and a narrow gap appeared in front of him.
When I saw these apes outside, they were completely different from the way they are now. They were all tiptoeing and driving on familiar roads. I don’t know how many times they had been here.
This gap is only narrow compared to the huge body of the white ape, and the fat tiger can move in and out freely while carrying Jiang Yan.
The temperature was even lower after entering the valley. The weather in March was already warm, but there was a biting chill here. Especially since Jiang Yan entered the valley, he always felt as if there was a pair of shadowy eyes staring at him.
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"Is it an illusion?"
After searching for a long time, he could not find where the uncomfortable feeling that made him come from.
In such a cold valley, everything should be withered, but the flowers and plants here are extremely lush, everything shows the coldness and tranquility here!
At the end of the valley, there is an ancient twisted tree. It is not very tall but extremely strong. The wrinkled old bark is covered with a dense canopy, and it is crystal clear from top to bottom, as if it is shrouded in thin ice.
What made Jiang Yan feel even more strange was that there was a futon placed under the tree. This was a thing used by people. Jiang Yan suddenly thought that someone was doing some cleaning in this valley.
Bai Yuan saw Jiang Yan dazed, poked him with his hand, and then made a silent gesture.
After walking around the old tree, the white ape dug up the soil under the tree, revealing jars sealed with mud.
"liquor?"
"Who brewed the wine and hid it here?"
Even though he was far away, Jiang Yan could smell the refreshing aroma of wine.
The white ape took out the wine buried in the soil, crept away with three or four jars in his arms, and so did the other white apes.
Jiang Yan was unwilling to lag behind, but he couldn't get much by himself.
It was a pity to leave such good wine here. Jiang Yan used the old donkey and the fat tiger to carry the wine, and there were also a few small paper figures carrying a jar not to be outdone.
After leaving this strange valley, the weather warmed up instantly. The White Ape King left here in a hurry as if he were running away with his men. He only danced and cheered when he returned safely to the White Ape Mansion.
The White Ape King wanted to invite Jiang Gu to a wine tasting, but at this moment, a flash of inspiration appeared in Jiang Gu's mind, like the moment when an osprey flew across the water. After catching this fleeting inspiration, Jiang Gu had no intention of drinking.
On a flat stone in Baiyuan Cave, I took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and paint and spread it on the paper. I closed my eyes and started to think about everything that had just happened, trying to cut out a certain paragraph to use in the painting.
The strange valley was lush and lush, but extremely quiet and deserted. This environment left a deep impression on Jiang Yan.
Jiang Lu picked up his pen and started painting. In the light mist and smoke, there were dense flowers and ancient trees with frost. To depict such a scene requires a special technique and color.
In painting, some colors can give people the illusion of coolness, which are cold colors, and green is a type of cool color.
Jiang Yan concentrated on the painting, hanging his wrist on the paper, using the side edge of the pen to leave a perfect arc on the paper, using lines to stand up the bones, and spiritual energy flowing into the painting along the tip of the pen.
The creation of fine paintings consumes a lot of spiritual energy, especially for this painting, Jiang Gu wanted to depict the entire valley panorama in every detail.
After being immersed in the painting for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yan felt that his spiritual power was a little dry, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. Each person only has three pieces of this kind of paper, so it cannot be wasted.
Painting for a long time is a great test of energy and spiritual power. At this time, Jiang Yan's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.
The White Ape King brought over a jar of wine. Jiang Gu stopped his pen and thought about whether he should stop it. If he took too big a step, he would easily pull off the egg, and if he painted too wide, he would make a mess.
But after the wine enters the stomach, the whole body is instantly cooled down, and the wine turns into a spiritual force that wanders around in the limbs and bones.
Jiang Yan glanced at the wine in surprise, it actually had such an effect.
After drinking this wine, his spiritual power and energy were greatly replenished, and he once again picked up the pen and devoted himself to painting. Drinking and painting at the same time not only did not affect the performance of his painting skills, but made Jiang Yan's writing speed more flexible.
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The group of white apes surrounded Jiang Yan, and there was one hanging upside down on Jiang Yan's head. It was basically impossible for them to admire it, but their eyes were full of curiosity.
Relying on this wine, Jiang Qian spent three full days to finally complete the painting, perfectly replicating the scene in the valley.
The entire painting is four meters long, with a cold green theme. From a distance, the entire painting seems to be covered with a thin layer of ice. The valley is quiet and cold, with thick old trees and dense vines, and a hazy mist.
What's more essential is that among the flowers and grass under the ancient trees, a few white ape thieves are moving furtively, looking secretly happy, and holding several wine jars in their arms.
As for what the name of this painting should be, Jiang Yan wrote the five characters "Picture of White Ape Stealing Wine" in the blank space without thinking.
Although I am also a participant, who would do such a thing and then draw it to leave evidence to others?
After finishing the painting, Jiang Gu fell asleep. When he woke up, a group of white apes were dancing around his painting.
The White Ape King pointed at the tallest one in the lead, and then folded his arms, indicating that he should be drawn to be more powerful.
After appreciating his own painting, he was very satisfied. He was only at the early stage of cultivation in the spiritual realm, but this painting was already an extremely good painting. It was even more rare that this painting had so many qualities.
A multi-spiritual painting requires several times the amount of spiritual power. The successful completion was thanks to the stolen wine.
"White Ape King, who brewed this wine?" Jiang Yan always felt that it had a familiar taste.
Seeing the White Ape King gesticulating with a group of little white apes, Jiang Yan probably understood.
"You mean there is a very powerful demon in the valley behind, bullying you all day long? This wine is brewed by it?"
Jiang Yan couldn't help but think of that futon. If it was true as the White Ape King said, then this demon was extraordinary. It could transform into a human form or at least a Qianyuan Mirror.