Chapter 53 The Handed Down Picture Scroll (Part 2)
After a while, as Ji Yuyong and Zhu Yang were about to complete their painting, a strange image suddenly appeared in the sky.
Pieces of dark clouds flew in from a distance, gathered into a group, and floated over Huanghua River.
After a while, the dark clouds gathered more and more, and the cloud color became thicker and thicker. Lightning bolts suddenly jumped out of the clouds, like snakes dancing wildly.
Many people in Qingyang Academy noticed something unusual in the cloud sky.
An expert in the market observed the clouds and said: "The ghosts and gods are frightened by the painting, the sky is angry, and the thunder is falling. This is the painting calamity. It seems that there is a shocking picture scroll over there, which is either handed down to the world or to the country, otherwise
There won’t be such a big fuss.”
When the people in the city heard the master's words, they immediately rose into the air and planned to go and have a look.
Lang Ting, Dong Gao Jun, and Feng Heng were wandering around Fang City. When they heard the expert's words, they were curious and flew over with the large team.
Unfortunately, just after flying not far, a ruler was seen flying out from the main hall of Qingyang Academy, blocking everyone's path. Someone sent a message: "Each go back, don't disturb them."
Everyone familiar with the message knew that the messenger was Shang Qu, the master of Qingyang Academy, so they did not dare to say anything and turned around and flew back.
After stopping everyone, the ruler did not fly back, but flew over Ji Yuyong and others, and released a light shield to cover everyone and the nearby mountains and forests, so that no foreign objects would disturb Ji Yuyong and Zhu Yang during the competition.
After a while, Ji Yuyong finished the painting.
Gongliang lowered his head and looked down. The fallen ink was either a mountain or a stone, or a cloud or water. He could do it as he pleased, and it was as if it were created by nature. It formed clouds and mist, and was dyed into wind and rain. It was like a miracle. No trace of ink stains could be seen when looking down.
uncanny workmanship.
Gongliang looked over it briefly, raised his head, looked at the scroll again, and couldn't help but take a breath.
If you just look at the painting, it is just a splash-ink landscape. But if you drift away from the landscape and overlook the whole picture, you will find that this is not a landscape, but a real dragon painting.
This dragon uses the deep pool as its eyes, the stream as its horn, and the rocks and trees as its claws. It is truly wonderful.
After Ji Yuyong finished painting the landscape, he was about to write the poem that Gong Liang had just read on the scroll. But now Gongliang felt that the poem was not worthy of this true dragon landscape scroll, so he quickly took Ji Yuyong's brush away and whispered in his ear
Whispered.
Ji Yuyong's eyes widened, but he took the brush away from him, and his mind was disturbed, but he couldn't continue painting, so he quickly shouted: "Bring me some wine."
Gongliang quickly presented him with wine.
At this moment, he felt like a waiter in a shop, specially here to serve people.
After drinking the Eight Jue drink again, Ji Yuyong felt that he had entered the state, so he threw down the wine jue, grabbed the brush from Gong Liang's hand, dipped it full of ink on the inkstone, and began to write on the scroll. I saw that he was writing with spirit, and each word was like a dragon swimming.
Sometimes it swallows and sometimes spits out, sometimes it floats and sometimes sinks, sometimes it is big and sometimes small, sometimes it is long and sometimes it is short, it is unpredictable.
Zichu took a secret look over there and took a deep breath when he saw the words on the scroll.
Ji Yuyong wrote on the scroll: "A dragon can be big or small, it can rise or hide; when it is big, it stirs up clouds and spits out mist; when it is small, it hides and hides its form; when it rises, it soars in the universe, and when it is hidden, it lurks within the waves."
This spring is deep, and the dragon rides on the changes of time, just like a man who has achieved his ambition and traveled across the four seas. The dragon is an object, which can be compared with the heroes of the world."
Although it is only a short paragraph, it brings out the majestic momentum of the True Dragon landscape painting, making people dare not look directly at it.
After Ji Yuyong finished writing, he took out a seal engraved with "Diao Guishan Man" from his arms and stamped it, thus completing the True Dragon landscape painting.
The electric snakes that were originally just flashing in the clouds suddenly became violent and rushed downwards when he finished the painting.
In an instant, the silver snake penetrated the air, and the roaring sound was endless.
But before it fell, it was blocked by the Heavenly Book and could not come down.
Seeing that they could not be blasted down, the electric snakes stopped coming down, and they all gathered in the clouds. More and more people gathered, and the originally small electric snakes became thicker.
After Ji Yuyong finished painting, his mental and physical strength was exhausted. He collapsed on the ground and gasped for air. Gong Liang stuffed a pill into his mouth and helped him to rest next to him.
Zhu Yang painted a landscape painting of a stream. Because of the bright materials, it looked very beautiful. If just now Gongliang was worried that Ji Yuyong's landscape painting of a true dragon would lose to him, now he is no longer worried.
After a while, Zhu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled, and finally finished the painting.
This landscape painting can be said to be his current pinnacle work. He has never painted it before. Now that it is finished, even he feels satisfied.
After the two of them finished painting, the ruler flying in the sky put away its mask and flew back.
The Heavenly Book floating above Qingyang Academy no longer stopped the electric snake scurrying in the clouds from coming down.
Every stunning painting that appears has to go through a thunderstorm. In Gongliang's words, it is recharging and consecrating, which means awakening the soul in the painting.
Seeing that the Heavenly Book was no longer blocking the way, the long-awaited thunderstorm suddenly struck down.
"Boom"
The silver snake penetrated the air and bombarded the two scrolls. The scattered electric light danced on the scrolls, scaring Gongliang and others to hide away. The real dragon landscape painting was hit by the electric snake but nothing happened. The original dim ink
The body, instead, became brighter. The landscape painting of a stream painted by Zhu Yang was originally bright in color, but under the lightning strike, the color darkened slightly.
One calamity thunder struck after another, and the True Dragon landscape scroll became brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, an ink dragon emerged from the painting and pounced towards the electric snake dancing wildly in the clouds.
Looking up, he saw the ink dragon chasing the electric snake and biting it, but it only took a moment to swallow up all the lightning in the cloud.
Without thunder and lightning, the dark clouds covering Huanghua River gradually dispersed, and the ink dragon flew down, got into the painting, and restored it to a real dragon landscape painting.
Zhu Yang's landscape painting of a stream failed to cultivate the soul of the painting. The bright colors on it became dim under the repeated bombardment of electric snakes. But fortunately, the richly colored mountain tops cultivated a little spiritual light.
It is also a great blessing among misfortunes.
With this inspiration, his landscape painting will not be considered useless. After returning home, he will slowly nourish it with his own true energy, and it will not be difficult to turn it into a national-level painting.
Ji Yuyong, who was originally paralyzed on the ground, refined the elixir given by Gong Liang and became energetic again.
At this time, seeing the thunder calamity dissipated, he jumped up and planned to get the jade pendant he had won.
Suddenly, an old man with a gray beard appeared in front of the long table.
The old man lowered his head and looked at the real dragon landscape painting, and exclaimed: "What a splash-ink landscape painting, what a real dragon scroll." After saying that, he suddenly turned to Ji Yuyong and asked: "Little guy, I am uncle, known to the world as
I am the 'Sage of Painting'. In this eastern land, there are very few people who can paint better than me. Are you willing to learn painting from me?"
Ji Yuyong felt dizzy after hearing his words.
Who is a student of painting who doesn’t know the name of the “Sage of Painting” Bo Fu? Now he wants to accept him as his disciple, it’s like a dream.
How could he not agree to such a good thing? Ji Yuyong would open his mouth and agree.
Xiu Ran, an old man with a gray beard appeared next to my uncle. He seemed to know the painting saint. Hearing his words, he said angrily: "What's good about painting is learning calligraphy from me. Look at his wild hands. As long as you practice a little bit, you can be the best in the world. You won't be afraid of being buried in your hands."
The painting sage blew his beard and glared: "Is it okay to just follow you? Look at the disciples you have taught. They are all crooked. None of them can write an article that will be handed down for generations. You dare to mention it."
"Who said that?"
The new old man was so angry that he jumped up and said: "My disciples are extremely talented and beautiful. There are many who have been promoted to great Confucianism. Unlike you, none of your disciples has achieved the status of great Confucianism."
"That's better than if you don't have any disciples to write articles that will be handed down for generations. There are quite a few of my disciples who have made pictures that will be handed down for generations."
"Is that what you taught me? You were the one who took me in halfway, and you dare to say it without fear of embarrassment."
Two old men who didn't know how old they were had a big argument in front of Gong Liang and others. They didn't know what to do, and the situation was awkward for a while.