Chapter 98: Ink Comics

"The master said that I have just started to rest my mind now. The first thing I need to do is to understand the nature of the world. In addition to practicing exercises every day, I should also find something to focus on, such as practicing swords, carving, reading sage books, and writing. , Of course, painting is also one of them." Ning Hanlu explained to Du Ziyuan.

"Really?" It was the first time Du Ziyuan heard of such a thing. He doesn't have a master, so he can practice all by himself, and he doesn't have to worry about going crazy if there is a system to guide the operation of the exercises, but he doesn't know anything about other aspects. It turns out that painting can also speed up the speed of cultivation, but he didn't feel much about it.

[By the way, the state of spiritual cultivation is mainly to understand nature. If you integrate your own thoughts and artistic conceptions into the paintings like an artist, it is indeed possible to improve your spiritual power, but my paintings are all of the type that emphasizes craftsmanship, and it is not what I want. It is natural that the content that comes out has no effect. 】Du Ziyuan guessed.

Thinking of this, he said to Ning Hanlu: "If you want to draw, then I will find you a painter who can teach you. Learning my painting will not help your cultivation."

"Why? I feel that you are much better than those masters, and your paintings are much more beautiful than their ink paintings." Ning Hanlu was puzzled.

But Du Ziyuan said to her seriously: "Listen, Luer, I don't do ink painting because I don't think ink painting is good, but because it is too profound, even the gods in the sky dare not say that they have thoroughly understood the way of ink painting. I don’t have the ability to draw good ink paintings, so I found another way, I just took the lead in painting style, if I really want to paint, ink paintings can also be very beautiful.”

"Really?" Ning Hanlu didn't believe it.

"Then let's try it." Du Ziyuan led her back into the house.

"Xiao Jin, bring me the brush and paper."

"Oh, here we come." Xiao Jin, who was reading comics, immediately took out all of Du Ziyuan's painting tools, and offered to help him grind ink. These were all given by Pei Mingyang when he settled the manuscript fee last month, and a set cost almost 1,000 taels of gold.

While she was studying ink, Du Ziyuan opened the fan shop and chose "Elementary Ink Painting Tutorial".

"The exchange is successful, and 100,000 fan points and 5,000 taels of gold will be deducted."

Du Ziyuan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and after becoming clear again, he had already appeared in a pure white room. There is a table in the room, which is full of the tools needed for ink painting, and the ink has been polished long ago.

Immediately afterwards, he found that his hand moved involuntarily. Picked up a brush, dipped in ink and started painting.

He first drew a mountain. He said it was a mountain, but in fact it was just an arc drawn with one stroke. But the control of force makes the color levels change. This simple arc really looks like a mountain at first glance.

Followed by water, flowers, birds, insects, fish... draw them one by one. Although they were all involuntary, Du Ziyuan remembered these movements. After one round of drawing, there was another round, one round after another, until Du Ziyuan found that he had regained control of his body but was still able to draw these pictures.

When he met the teaching requirements, his body was controlled again. This time, he changed to a thin brush and began to draw flowers and birds. Unlike the ingenuity before, this time he painted extremely finely, every petal and every feather was painted lifelike.

He knew in his heart that he had learned freehand painting before, but this time he was studying meticulous painting. And what he wanted was the meticulous painting technique, which was more suitable for story-telling comics than freehand painting.

After learning the two painting methods, Du Ziyuan's eyes blurred again, and he returned to his home. On the one hand, Xiao Jin was still studying ink, while Ning Hanlu looked at him expectantly, as if time hadn't passed at all.

The elementary tutorial taught two kinds of painting methods, and others such as splash-ink painting were not included. Du Ziyuan is quite satisfied with the effect of the tutorial, at least his current ink painting skills are enough to meet his painting needs.

After Xiao Jin polished the ink, he started his own creation. Because he has gone through the elementary tutorial, he now writes very smoothly, and the thin lines are outlined. After the outline appears, he starts to fill in the details. The cultivation base of the third floor of the Yangshen Realm combined with the fourth-level physique of the Upper Forging Body Realm made him write like a breeze. In just one hour, a delicate figure was vividly drawn on the paper.

Ning Hanlu watched from the side as the whole painting gradually took shape, her mouth had already formed an O shape. Although there are only black and white colors, Du Ziyuan's paintings are completely different from her previous impressions of ink paintings. There is no doubt that the person in the painting is her, because it is too similar, but it is different from the image recorded by Lingguangyu, and it can still be recognized as a painting.

"Can ink and wash paintings make such paintings?" Ning Hanlu was so shocked that she didn't know how to express it. Du Ziyuan's painting completely broke her previous understanding of ink and wash paintings.

Beautiful, dignified, antique, it has all the charm of ink painting, but it is more beautiful than ordinary ink painting.

"It's okay." Du Ziyuan shook his wrist, feeling satisfied that he could reproduce the picture in his mind.

In that dream, the painting method combining meticulous painting and comics has already appeared, which can be seen in works such as "Long Song Xing", "Nanyanzhai Transcript", and even on the covers of some online novels. Du Ziyuan had a general impression of the painting style in his mind, and combined with the meticulous painting skills he had just learned, it was not difficult to copy Ning Hanlu.

Ning Hanlu who came back to her senses suddenly grabbed his hand and begged, "Teacher Shanfeng! I want to learn this! Can you teach me, please?"

Du Ziyuan said: "I've said it all, learning to paint with me won't raise your spirit."

"Just teach me." Ning Hanlu looked at him pitifully, her eyes were already moist, as if she was ready to cry for him at any time.

Du Ziyuan had nothing to do with her, who could refuse the request of an 11-year-old good-looking girl? The key opponent is his female fans.

"Then how about this, you will be my assistant for a while, if you behave well, next time your master comes, I will mention it to him, and if he agrees, I will teach you." He finally chose a discount. in the method.

"Okay! Okay! Thank you, Teacher Shanfeng!" Ning Hanlu immediately smiled happily.

"Oh, and don't call me by my pseudonym anymore!"

"Ah... oh, then I'll call you teacher."

"Call me brother."

"Okay, brother teacher."

"..."

Du Ziyuan's taking her as his assistant was not on a whim, he actually had this plan long ago...