565: C565 Painting(part I)

C565 Painting(part I)

In addition to the external conditions such as brushes, ink, and inkstones, you also need to find the state you were in at the time and understand your feelings at this moment.

In conjunction with his current mood, he would then divide a reasonable area according to the size and length of the paper. Finally, it would be time for him to paint and write!

Writing and painting, to put it bluntly, were blocking an understanding and description of one's state of mind.

If the description was successful and everyone could understand it, then you would be successful.

On the contrary, it was the same.

Therefore, from a certain point of view, Lin Jue actually took advantage of the situation.

Because he was only one person, it was easier for him to come up with ideas after he finished drawing. It would naturally make the two of them more compatible.

On the contrary, the disciples of the Qin family did not have a tacit understanding with each other in advance. One. One's state of mind was something the other did not understand. Or maybe he couldn't understand it in detail. Then the final cooperation... Naturally, there would be a flaw!

After stabilizing his mind, Lin Jue's mind became empty.

Slowly closing his eyes, he had already forgotten when was the last time he picked up the brush.

It seemed that since he had left the mountain when he was young, the time he had held the saber and the spear with his hands was much longer than the time he had spent with the brush, ink, and paper.

On his body, there was no longer the scent of ink that assailed his nostrils. Instead, it was filled with various types of blood that accompanied him.

If Qin Haoyu had not suddenly mentioned the words "Qin, Go, Book, and Picture" that day, Lin Jue felt that it might have already been deleted from his dictionary.

When he was young, Lin Jue's body was not good. At that time, the original intention of practicing martial arts was really as simple as strengthening the body.

Every day, he would take various kinds of medicine, medicinal pills, and baths. When it was serious, he never stopped.

As for those old bastards on the mountain, apart from their unfathomable strength, they also had other things that they were good at.

For example, Medicine Old Man's medical skills, and Poison Old Man's poison skills. The two of them were brothers, but they had mastered the medical usage of the interception idea. In the past, one of them wanted to poison the world, and the other swore to save the world.

A few years later, they met again in the Holy Mountain of Kunlun.

He was once the king of thieves in the Pugilistic World. He plucked stars with one hand and did not walk alone in the Pugilistic World. He established the famous Zhai Xing Sect. He was known as the leader of the Lower Nine Paths, but who knew... that he had extraordinary musical skills?

Recalling his childhood, Lin Jue realized that the days he missed the most were not the ups and downs of the pugilistic world, but the bits and pieces of his childhood.

From the beginning when he started learning martial arts, to the end, he started to learn piano, chess, and painting all day long. Poetry, songs, and finally to the last unconventional topic... When he was young, he might have felt that everything was very, very bitter and tiring. He always thought that there would be a day when he would have to escape.

In the end, he did indeed do so.

The world of flowers outside was filled with money, making people forget to return.

However, when you recall it, you would suddenly realize... that the world of flowers in the mortal world seemed to have turned into a big white world! It is empty and empty, it is clear that every day may be fulfilling. It may be thrilling and thrilling, but there is not a single one that is worth reminiscing about.

On the contrary, the days when he was young seemed to always appear in his mind so clearly.

He was either practicing martial arts all day long or learning those messy things. When he was busy catching a Qu Ge, he would be able to enjoy himself for half a day, as if he had found a treasure.

That kind of life seemed to be what Lin Jue yearned for in the deepest part of his heart!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Jue's blurred eyes carried a bit of hope. It was clearly two completely opposite contradictions, but at this moment, it made him clearly express it.

"Comprehension!" When Qin Mo and Uncle Fu saw this scene, they could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.

However, they quickly reacted and quickly suppressed their own abnormalities.

Those who had gained enlightenment were very sensitive to everything around them. They would immediately wake up from this state even if there were a few twists and turns.

There was a saying in the Martial Dao Realm.

To stop others from comprehending the Dao, one must fight to the death.

It could be said that some martial artists would never encounter such a thing in their entire lives. It could be imagined how rare the opportunity was. If someone were to interrupt at this time... Then, no matter how good the relationship between the two sides was, they would probably fall out on the spot. Leaving behind a situation where they would not rest until one of them died!

Thinking of this, the two of them did not dare to move recklessly. At the same time, they were secretly wary of the surrounding disciples of the Qin family. They must not cause any trouble, otherwise, they were afraid that they would really make such an old face today!

Qin Mo and Uncle Fu looked at each other with solemn expressions.

No matter how they thought about it, they never would have thought that it was just a painting competition. In the end, Lin Jue had actually entered a state of enlightenment by accident!

When he thought of the benefits of enlightenment, Qin Mo couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. He had pursued for such a long time, yet he still couldn't find the right path. Yet, in the end, this brat only seemed to be in a daze. This kind of contrast made Qin Mo speechless.

This was an epiphany, perhaps it was just a movement, a sentence. But it could allow him to instantly enter this state. There was no fixed method. And it was precisely because of this that it was even more likely to be encountered but not sought after!

At this moment, not only Qin Mo and Uncle Fu, but also all the old fellows who were paying attention to this place looked as if they had seen a ghost. They looked at Lin Jue in disbelief.

Comprehension?

Comprehension!

"What was he thinking about just now? Why did he suddenly enter such a state?"

This question left a huge question mark in everyone's heart. They wished that they could replace Lin Jue to comprehend all of this.

At this moment, Lin Jue suddenly started to act.

The brush was like a swimming dragon, moving quickly on the paper, attracting everyone's attention.

Since he didn't know how Lin Jue entered the state of enlightenment, he would just take a look at this painting. Perhaps... what could they comprehend from it?

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Jue.

In the state of enlightenment, Lin Jue's brush was sharp but wild. That rough style always attracted attention.

Very quickly, a proud and majestic mountain peak appeared in front of them.

Following that, the surrounding mountain peaks rose and fell, as if they were guarded by guards. They were constantly guarding the main peak that could make people submit just by looking at it.

It was like the backbone of this world. Looking at it, one would forever feel that they were tiny.

Although the style was a bit rough, it did not display the gentleness within it at all.

However, whether or not one could see the soft and firm side of it would depend on one's personal influence and discerning eyes.

In the eyes of those who were not in the same industry, this painting might be a child's graffiti. It might even be like pouring a bowl of ink onto a piece of paper.

However, in the eyes of those who knew the art, the artistic conception of this painting could no longer be described with words. How much one could experience was completely a test of one's comprehension and comprehension of martial arts.

"A supreme treasure!"

At this scene, everyone couldn't help but spit out three words in their hearts.

Watching this painting for a long time could even give martial artists a martial artist's comprehension of their own martial arts. This was simply inconceivable!

But this scene just happened to appear right in front of their eyes...

Following closely behind, Lin Jue's style changed and he was thrown out by the brush that he had been using the entire time. Replacing it was a slightly thinner one. It began to draw in another corner.0

With a few simple strokes, the back of an umbrella appeared in front of him.

From the image, it seemed that this figure was holding an umbrella and was about to walk towards the mountain range.

However, when his gaze fell upon this figure, For some reason, he suddenly felt his heart palpitate. It was clearly just a black and white ink painting. At the moment that the figure was drawn in the background, It suddenly became colorful.

And this colorful color inexplicably gave people a feeling of forgetting to return on the surface, and they were unable to extricate themselves from it.

It was at this moment that they also realized. They did not know why, but the thing that this back view displayed was so inconsistent with the aura formed between the mountains!

Between the mountains, especially the main peak, it emitted a tranquil, noble, and incomparably sacred aura. It was not like it was more like a so-called heaven, a pure world!

Looking at the back of the umbrella and the aura that drifted around him, at this moment, everyone seemed to understand what Lin Jue was drawing.

The back of the umbrella holder was Lin Jue himself. And the direction he was looking at should be the legendary Holy Mountain of Kunlun!

The true location of the Holy Mountain of Kunlun was there. So far, very few people knew about it. Just like Shaolin, it was divided into the outer court and the inner court.

Wu Dang also had the same concept of inner court and outer court. However, compared to that, the Holy Mountain of Kunlun was even more mysterious. It seemed to be more inclined towards the existence of legends.

The location of the Holy Mountain of Kunlun was known by everyone in the world. However, the location of the main peak of the Holy Mountain of Kunlun had never been found. To ordinary people, the Holy Mountain of Kunlun was just a scenic spot. It was no different from any other place. Even the main peak might only be a little grander and grander.

However, Qin Mo and the others knew very well that as the saying went, the dragon vein in the world originated from the Kunlun Mountains. This Kunlun actually referred to the main peak of the Holy Mountain. As for the things in the outside world, they were all prevaries for ordinary people.

Just like Shaolin Wudang, they were the same. In the eyes of ordinary people, the existence of martial artists could only appear in movies. It was the same in the Holy Mountain of Kunlun.

And the painting in front of him was that of Lin Jue, who was currently living in this chaotic world of mortals, living a messy life in the secular world.

The things floating around him were the feelings and bonds he had for the past tens of thousands of years!

There might be love and hatred in this place, but no matter what kind of feelings existed, it was a side that could not be cut off.

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