Chapter 70 Sun Mo Is Amazing, Both Calligraphy and Painting

Because the aura gathered and the concentration increased, the bookstore suddenly lit up.

The aura light spots are flickering, like fireflies on the river bank in midsummer, covering the lights of the butter candles.

"This... this is a wonderful brush, right?"

Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her small hands, her face full of shock, she didn't even dare to pant loudly, for fear of disturbing Sun Mo's painting.

"Sure, look at the colors in the painting."

The old servant was also very quiet, lower than the noise made by mosquitoes. He was also afraid of disturbing Sun Mo.

You must know that even a famous painter, this kind of realm can be met but not sought, so if Sun Mo interrupts, this trip to the west of the Three Tibets will be destroyed.

At that time, not to mention that the master will reprimand him, even himself, he would like to hit him to death.

Like ancient China, the Middle-earth Kyushu has low productivity and lack of pigments, so calligraphy and painting, white rice paper and black ink are the mainstream.

This is also the characteristic of Chinese painting.

But when the famous painter enters the realm of wonderful brush and flowers and starts to create, everything is very different.

The aura is attached to the end of the wolf brush, and as the famous painter swayes freely, the lines revealed by the brush also bring gorgeous colors.

Famous painters can draw the color they want by moving their minds and mobilizing their spiritual energy, instead of pure carbon black ink.

The sunset at dusk reflects the sunset glow, a reddish orange.

In the green mountains and mountains, filled with the miasma of twilight, the dusty Master Sanzang, holding the reins, jumped over a huge tree that was struck down by lightning.

Because of the wonderful brush and flowers, the soil on the corners of Master Sanzang's clothes, the dirty coat of the white dragon horse, and the nine-ring tin stick that still shines even if it is dusty, every detail is dipped in perfect color.

The three of Zheng Qingfang stopped talking, even if they were dying of curiosity and wanted to watch nearby, but at this time, they all slowed down and quietly backed away.

At this moment, no one dared to disturb Sun Mo and the birth of a famous painting.

Yes, once a painting is born into a state of wonderful brushwork and flowers and is dyed with color, it is recognized as a famous painting, and even the most demanding judges cannot deny it.

Even if a famous painter was present at this time, he could say that Sun Mo's painting skills were not good enough, and that the artistic conception of this painting was not good enough, but he would never dare to say that this painting was not a famous painting.

Because wonderful brushwork produces flowers, this is the absolute standard for famous paintings.

If this painting is sold, it can definitely sell for a high price. Even if the dignitaries who like Chinese painting do not understand painting, they can rest assured to collect it without worrying about being pitted, because the gorgeous colors are enough to prove its worth.

After a long time, Sun Mo stepped back, dropped the wolf cents, folded his arms and stared at the painting.

At this time, the atmosphere in the bookstore suddenly lightened.

At this time, the three of Zheng Qingfang dared to breathe loudly, to applaud, and to express their opinions.

Now is the time to appreciate famous paintings.

clap clap clap! clap clap clap!

Zheng Qingfang excitedly clapped his hands, walked over, and kept praising him.

"Nice painting!"

"Nice painting!"

"Good painting!"

Zheng Qingfang stared at the trip to the west of Sanzang, and after three consecutive admirations, he was unable to express his mind directly.

The color of this painting is not bright, because it uses more gray tones, so it seems to have a struggling and depressed atmosphere, which makes people uncomfortable, but this discomfort, when I look at Sanzang, it is like melting ice and snow .

Sanzang's eyes are firm, bright, looking into the distance!

Sanzang's steps, light and powerful, have overcome the catastrophe!

Sanzang's expression showed determination and persistence in retrieving the scriptures. No matter how difficult or distant the journey was, he would absolutely retreat.

Already dying?

No, Zheng Qingfang looked at this painting,

I just feel that the road is moving forward, and I can fight for another twenty years?

Lu Zhiruo clasped her hands tightly, sweat dripping from the tip of her excited nose, the cowardice and inferiority in her heart dissipated at this moment, leaving only a strong persistence.

"I want to be a proud father, and I will make him recognize me!"

Lu Zhiruo remembered the oath she made when she left home.

"master!"

The old servant couldn't help shouting, thinking of the ups and downs of the Huanhai that he had experienced with Zheng Qingfang for many years, and couldn't help crying: "You didn't succeed!"

"Yeah, it didn't work!"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head, blaming his own body, which was too unsatisfactory. If he could break through the bottleneck and step into the Thousand Life Realm, even if he only had a lifespan of more than ten years.

"I drew this?"

Unbelievable gradually appeared on Sun Mo's face.

"Yes!"

The system's tone was flat, but it was also a little shocked at this time.

Although master-level painting is given as a skill and can be used without much effort, it takes a period of time to perfect it.

It is enough to show that Sun Mo has an outstanding talent in painting.

"Could it be that Sun Mo was a painter in his previous life until he was shot in the knee?"

The system guesses.

"This is a wonderful pen and flowers!"

Zheng Qingfang praised again and again, and then looked at Sun Mo, hesitating to say anything: "Sun Xiaoyou, I have an unkind request!"

Ding!

Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +30.

Prestige relationship with Zheng Qingfang, neutral (40/100).

"Uncle Zheng is out, please speak!"

Sun Mo didn't dare to take it big, and he explained, "This painting is also known as Wonderful Hand Puppet. If you ask me to paint another one of the same, I won't be able to draw it."

Zheng Qingfang's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Haha, a wonderful hand? It's a good word to use!"

"The teacher is amazing!"

Lu Zhiruo finally had a chance to praise her.

Ding!

Favorability from Lu Zhiruo +30.

Reputation relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (213/1000).

Ding!

Favorability from the old servant +30.

The prestige relationship with the old servant is turned on, the current state, neutral (30/100).

The old servant didn't speak, but the favorability he gave was enough to show his appreciation and admiration for Sun Mo.

"Sun Xiaoyou, I don't know if this painting can be cut off and given to me?"

After Zheng Qingfang finished speaking, he quickly added: "I won't let Sun Xiaoyou suffer. How much money, Sun Xiaoyou, just say it!"

"Forget the money, if Uncle Zheng likes it, just take it!"

Sun Mo chuckled lightly.

To be honest, this painting is awesome, and it is also his first famous painting. It is very memorable. It is really reluctant to give it away, but in the face of his diehard fans, Sun Mo will definitely give up his love.

Who is Zheng Qingfang?

As a high-ranking official, I don’t know how many young talents I have seen, but the favorability rating is 30, which is full value, which shows that people appreciate him quite a lot.

And the one thousand taels of silver just now, I gave it away without saying a word, just so that I could finish writing "Journey to the West" without any worries.

Who is this? This is confidant!

Sun Mo was not a stingy person. In such a situation, he would definitely not ask for money.

"How about that? This is a famous painting, worth ten thousand gold!"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head. With his status, he also had a lot of calligraphy and painting collections at home, but only three of them had reached the realm of brilliant brushwork.

No way, once such a famous painting appears on the market, it will cause a frenzy, because it can really infect the mood of the painter.

Just like this picture of the trip to the west of the Three Tibets, once a person has a hard life, is troubled by work, and loses his mind, he can immediately be full of fighting spirit and passion when he looks at it.

This is the charm of famous paintings!

"Uncle Zheng, if you look down on me, don't say that again."

Sun Mo sat back at the table: "Come on, drink!"

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and instructed the old servant: "Go, bring my cloud-chasing dagger!"

"master!"

The old servant obviously guessed what Zheng Qingfang was thinking, and quickly persuaded him.

"Go get it!"

Zheng Qingfang reprimanded, then sat back in the room, drank a full glass, and then reluctantly got up and stood in front of the desk again, admiring the trip to the west of the Three Tibets.

In this painting, Master Sanzang's perseverance, his audacity, and perseverance of swearing to obtain the true scriptures really infected people.

Soon, the old servant brought a wooden box.

"Sun Xiaoyou, a small gift for you."

Zheng Qingfang took the box, opened it, and took out the dagger inside: "This was given to me by King Tang in the early years."

Tang Wang is the emperor of Tang.

This dagger is very ornate. Compared with a murder weapon, it is more like a work of art. The handle is inlaid with several precious gems, the blade is carved with exquisite patterns, and a string of necklaces hangs down.

Listening to Zheng Qingfang's introduction, Sun Mo stared at the dagger, and the divine insight technique was activated.

"Chasing the cloud, a dagger, about half a foot and two in length, willow leaf shape, top-grade spiritual tool, this dagger has a summoning effect, and it can summon a soul beast by reciting a mantra."

Zheng Qingfang stroked the dagger and was filled with emotion.

"This dagger once saved my life!" Zheng Qingfang showed a look of nostalgia: "When I was at the border, I was surrounded by the army of Wu State, and it was the god horse summoned by this dagger that escaped."

"Cut your fingers with this dagger and recite the mantra silently, and you can summon a horse named Chasing the Clouds, which can travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired."

The old servant explained, watching the master give away the dagger that had accompanied him for more than 30 years, very reluctant.

The so-called soul beast is to open the spiritual wisdom. After the death of the beast containing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the spiritual consciousness is still reluctant to part with this world. Coupled with the coincidence, it is transformed into a soul beast.

The birth rate of soul beasts is too low, so each one is invaluable. Sun Mo's famous painting cannot be compared with others.

The chasing cloud is a horse of sweat and blood. It is the mount of the previous generation of King Tang and is deeply loved by him. After the death of Chasing Cloud, because of the deep bond with King Tang, he was transformed into a soul beast, and he still accompanies him.

This chasing cloud, because it is a soul beast, is never tired, not hungry or thirsty, light as a swallow, runs, and can catch up with the fleeting clouds in the sky, hence the name chasing clouds.

"The reason why this dagger is a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it does not reach the level of a holy weapon, is because its attack is too bad, but if you want to say escape, it is definitely the best."

Zheng Qingfang handed the dagger to Sun Mo: "As long as you ride on it, the white clouds in the sky and the breeze on the ground won't be able to catch up with you!"