Chapter 50: A Young Man Splashes Ink to Paint a Wild Horse, Washing Away All the Ordinary Horses in the Past

Fourth Master Lin's words were filled with a bit of expectation, and his eyes fell on Anle, bright and bright.

In fact, such words were quite rude and even somewhat provocative, but Fourth Master Lin asked quite sincerely.

Xixiang stood aside quietly, not daring to say anything. She had never expected that Fourth Master would speak out like this.

Anle was startled for a moment, then realized the meaning of Fourth Master Lin's words. His eyes turned and fell on the black horse in the distance basking in the warm spring sun on the pasture.

The Stealing Horse has a jet black body, long and narrow mane, and a thick and strong neck. Just walking among the grass, it seems to have qi and blood surging, its eyes are bright, and the stretched muscles of the horse's body are tangled, containing surging power.

The sun shines on its black hair, making it sparkle. It is indeed a divine horse.

"What a good horse." Anle admired Pirates Li and praised him sincerely.

The black horse from the pasture in the distance seemed to have heard Anle's praise. It blew out some hot air from its big nostrils, held up its thick neck, and trotted back and forth for a few steps. Its mane was flying, showing off its beauty.

"Fourth Master, apart from painting bamboo, you also know a little bit about other things."

He praised the horse, then turned to look at Fourth Master Lin, cupping his fists and bowing.

Fourth Master Lin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he came to Anle's side in a few steps. He took Anle's hand and came to the table.

"Come on, An, can you show me your skills to Lin?"

"Just draw a picture of me, a thief from outside the Pass."

Fourth Master Lin held the Confucian etiquette and made a solemn request to Anle.

"Why is Fourth Master obsessed with painting horses?"

Anle didn't refuse, but just asked out of curiosity.

Fourth Master Lin raised his head, with a hint of sadness between his brows. He looked at the horses on the pasture in the distance: "I love raising and training horses. This robber came back with me from outside the customs. It is my favorite." I had a horse, but in Lin’an, it couldn’t run and often got sick. After thinking about it, I decided to send it away.”

"This painting is a souvenir and a farewell."

"I love horses, but in Lin'an, you can't help yourself and are covered with shackles. If it follows me, it will only be restrained and will have no chance to gallop on the battlefield."

Fourth Master Lin said a lot, and the loneliness and reluctance in his tone were very strong.

Anle can truly feel Fourth Master Lin's reluctance and heartache.

Fourth Master Lin sent off Thieves Li just as the Lin family sent away the young men who were about to go on an expedition.

An Le sighed.

Suddenly he understood why Mrs. Hua asked him to come to Fourth Master Lin to learn about the Little Holy List. Perhaps, Mrs. Hua also wanted him to draw a horse for Fourth Master Lin if he could draw horses.

Of course, the will is still up to him. If he is unwilling or unable, just refuse.

Anle thought for a while and said with a smile: "In that case, then the young man will show his shame."

After finishing his words, Fourth Master Lin, who was still feeling lonely in his brows, couldn't help but turn his head and look up, his eyes full of joy. He knew that since Anle was willing to draw, he was naturally somewhat confident.

"I'll polish the ink for the An family!"

Fourth Master Lin was looking forward to it, so he took away half of the painting he had painted on the table and re-covered it with cooked Xuan.

In the distance, Xixiang watched with excitement. The fourth master personally polished ink and changed paper. If this was spread, it would definitely cause an uproar.

"Fourth Master, there is no need to prepare rice paper, just change it to rice paper."

An Le said.

Xuan Hua Ma?

Mr. Lin was startled for a moment. He had also appreciated Anle's ink bamboo from Mrs. Hua. Using the freehand ink painting method, the bamboo painting was indeed unique and had a special charm.

But horses can also be drawn with freehand brushwork? !

Only by painting horses with fine brushwork can we outline the shape and expression of the horse. Compared with painting people, painting horses with fine brushwork will have more advantages. Only by outlining the horse's mane and hair can the painting be complete and lifelike.

However, he never questioned anything. Anle's ink bamboo has its own style, and freehand painting of horses is not a bad idea!

He immediately exchanged raw xuan for familiar xuan and began to focus on polishing ink.

The sound of rubbing was like waves in the sea of ​​bamboo, and the fragrance of ink suddenly floated in the garden.

An Le pondered for a long time and did not paint immediately. Instead, he walked on foot to the bandit horse pacing in the pasture.

Perhaps because of the ancient demon-quenching jade, Pirate Li did not show any arrogance when An Le approached. Instead, he came very docile and nuzzled against An Le.

Anle rubbed Thief Li's head, then took off the reins and saddle, patted the horse's belly, and turned back to the desk.

Fourth Master Lin, who was sharpening his ink, watched quietly.

"The art of painting lies in the pursuit of nature. Since Fourth Master wants to remember Tao Li, he should paint his most unruly and free moments."

On the pasture.

Robber took off his saddle, raised his horse's neck, and swung it violently, his mane flying, gorgeous and unruly!

An Le picks up his pen at the right time, drinks enough ink, and feels a surge of energy in the center of the Niwan Palace.

So he put pen to paper on the Sheng Xuan.

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Jing Street, the luxurious mansion prepared by the Qin Mansion for Luo Qingchen.

There is a pavilion in the mansion.

The flowing water flows through the meandering water, and the nine winding corridors.

Boiling water was burning on the charcoal stove, the heat was rising, and the mouth of the stove was screaming.

Luo Qingchen sat quietly, looking at the rockery pond in the calm water pavilion, his eyes dazed, as if he was in a trance.

The words Young Master Qin spoke to him yesterday were extremely rude, but understandable, because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and it is inevitable if the mentality is unbalanced.

Besides, Young Master Qin is not an easy person to talk to. Among the young masters in Qin Mansion, Young Master Qin acts the most domineeringly, but he has the confidence.

Since Qin Qianqiu's second brother was beaten to death by the Yang Family's Qi Lang in a civil and military arena, Prime Minister Qin was devastated. Qin Qianqiu was born in the rear, and the preference of the second son of Qin was transferred to Qin Qianqiu.

Therefore, Qin Qianqiu is the treasure in the hands of Prime Minister Qin.

In addition, Qin Qianqiu's own cultivation talent and the tremendous power he gained by accompanying the prince are all his boundless confidence.

There are many masters behind him. The only thing worth paying attention to is that he, Luo Qingchen, has broken through the five realms twice. The five realms of cultivation are a hurdle. There are many people who break through the five realms alone. Only those who break through the five realms twice are worthy of praise.

But no matter how worthy of praise, the heart of Tao is easily covered with dust. If you disappoint people again and again, you will lose your favor.

Luo Qingchen's value in Qin Qianqiu's heart has been greatly discounted, so there was the impolite conversation yesterday.

"Kill Anle?"

Luo Qingchen stood up, walked down from the pavilion with his hands behind his back, walked to the edge of the pond, and looked at the koi and goldfish swimming leisurely in the pond, and couldn't help but be lost.

"But the young man now is no longer the unknown person I saw in the quiet street. He holds the Little Saint Order, has Hua Jiebing to protect him, and a calligraphy painting shocked Lin'an... For such a person, even if I kill him, I am afraid I will have to sacrifice my life."

"But I don't want to."

Luo Qingchen closed his eyes.

The figure of the legendary champion in Feixue Caotang appeared in his mind.

Even if the East Sea Cleansing Heart Pearl washed away the dust of his heart, he still couldn't forget the crushing battle that day.

The shadow has always existed, engraved deep in his heart, and he needs to wash it away by himself.

The shadow left by Hua Jiebing's Heart Sword is nothing.

Opening his eyes, Luo Qingchen's eyes were deeply tired. He came out of Qingzhou with a spirit and climbed Lin'an, wanting to rise straight to the sky.

But once he was frustrated, he unknowingly wasted a long time.

He no longer has time to look back.

"Perhaps, Lin'an and I are tired of each other, and it's time to go back to Qingzhou."

Luo Qingchen exhaled.

He planned to find an opportunity to visit Prime Minister Qin to thank him for the gift of the East Sea Cleansing Heart Pearl. Although he had joined Prime Minister Qin's mansion for so many years, it was also a repayment, but at that time, when he was at the end of his rope, Prime Minister Qin was willing to lend a hand, which naturally had a different meaning.

"Zhushan, prepare the carriage, I want to visit Prime Minister Qin."

Returning to the pavilion, Luo Qingchen picked up the tea that had already cooled and called softly.

However, the voice echoed in the corridor, but there was no response from the burly coachman who had walked out of Qingzhou with him, accompanied him in his pride and frustration.

Luo Qingchen paused before he drank the tea.

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Speaking of painting horses, many pictures flashed through Anle's mind.

There is "Five Horses" that paints famous horses, but the Five Horses is a line drawing, with meticulous brushwork to carefully outline every detail and expression of the horses.

But in addition to horses, the Five Horses also have people, the horses are saddled, and people lead the horses, which is not suitable for the mood of the Fourth Master Lin.

Free horses, unruly horses... it's still the well-known horse painter who "washes away all the ordinary horses in the world".

The mind emerged, Anle's mind was clear, and it seemed that there were scrolls flashing through his mind.

After practicing, the mind was contained in the Niwan Palace. Anle felt that his painting skills had improved a lot, and it was more profound than in his previous life.

He did not copy the paintings of his previous life, but used the painting method and added his own understanding to paint.

The soft wolf hair was full of thick ink, and it fell on the white rice paper. A thick ink was used to draw the horse's neck, and the lines were thick. Then the horse's belly was drawn with arcs, which was natural!

Between the pen and ink falling on the paper, Anle's mind surged majestically, like a firefly in the dark night, gathering in it.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth moved with it, bringing the spring breeze.

Mr. Lin Si was on the side, his eyes narrowed, and with just a few strokes, he roughly outlined the shape of the horse's body, painted the horse's neck with thick ink, and outlined the horse's belly. Anle seemed to have a very good understanding of the horse's body structure!

After the neck, abdomen, buttocks, legs and other parts of the structure are outlined, the picture is large in the front and small in the back, with a sense of perspective. Anle then uses another brush to splash wet ink, with appropriate shades, and in just a moment, the horse's shape and muscle lines are drawn vividly on the paper.

Then use a dry brush to sweep the ink to draw the mane and tail, with natural shades, dryness and wetness, and flexible movement!

A stroke of the horse's legs is like a steel knife, and the force penetrates the paper, as if the horse has already started to gallop!

Buzz buzz buzz...

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converges, and the mind is concentrated on the painting!

Anle's face is solemn, and his mind is constantly integrated into the painting. He picks up the pen to outline the horse's hoof with thick ink. The painting is very delicate. Once the horse's hoof is completed, it seems to condense the essence of the whole painting!

In an instant, it seems that a horse's hoof falls, like thunder behind the clouds!

Fourth Master Lin and Xi Xiang watched in shock.

The horses in the painting seem to be unbridled and run wildly on the grassland, as fast as lightning!

In the distance, the thief on the grassland seemed to feel the same kind of people running, and with a neigh, he raised his front hooves and ran wildly on the grassland.

Mr. Lin Si was shocked to see the ink horse leaping on the rice paper. The light and dark, lines, perspective and other ink painting techniques integrated into the sketch seemed to make him see the once unruly and extraordinary thief!

At that moment, Mr. Lin Si felt a sense of freedom and the heroic spirit of breaking the shackles!

The wind suddenly rose from the sky and the earth, and the grass flew and the horses galloped!

The spiritual energy of the world and the mind are all gathered in the painting!

The young man splashed ink to paint a wild horse, and when the painting was finished, he got the eighth-grade soul refining picture!