566: C566 Painting(last Part)

C566 Painting(last Part)

Red is the nation's favorite color, like on New Year's Day or any other festive occasion, there's no lack of red colored decorations.

So, red represented all kinds of temptations in the world, symbolizing the pursuit of life and the desire of the world; red already covered the characteristics of the world, and red was the world.

"Dust" represented dust, and the meaning of filth.

In some ancient traditional customs, when people entered houses or temples, they had to take off their shoes first and not bring the dust from the soles of their shoes in.

Therefore, the Lin Jue in the painting could only look at Holy Mountain and slowly walk forward step by step. From this aspect, it seemed like Lin Jue was more like a worshipper, heading towards the place he yearned for in his heart.

However, the difference was that no matter how Lin Jue walked towards the Holy Mountain, the distance between the two didn't seem to shorten.

This situation indicated that there were too many restraints around Lin Jue at the moment. There was simply no way to cut them off. There were too many things that he could not let go of.

It was just like bidding. If he didn't cut off the 3000 Threads of Worry, what could he do even if he had entered the Buddhist Sect?

To put it bluntly, it meant that a person's cultivation wasn't at home yet! There were too many distracting thoughts in the mortal world, and he couldn't let go of everything in the mortal world. In the end, he couldn't do it without any worries or worries!

After that, the tip of the brush in his hand turned to the upper right corner. It was less than three inches away from the paper, but there seemed to be an invisible thing blocking Lin Jue's final stroke.

Time passed. No one knew how long it had been. The distance of three inches seemed to have passed a century. Finally, Lin Jue wrote a few words.

"Shake your head and leave the mortal world. There is no time for you to wake up drunk."

It was just a few short sentences, but it made everyone present understand Lin Jue's current mood.

Freedom, freedom, a free and unrestrained attitude.

Indeed, the place where he lived in the Holy Mountain of Kunlun was full of reluctance and nostalgia, but it was also difficult for him to change his character.

Therefore, the distance between the man and the mountain in his words had always been so far. It was because Lin Jue knew that he was in the mortal world, and he didn't want to bring the filthy air of the mortal world back to the place where he was raised!

When he put away the brush, Lin Jue's eyes slowly opened.

Tears flashed. At the same time, the strong feeling of longing disappeared.

"Phew... I'm really tired!" Lin Jue took a deep look at the painting and stretched his back. He turned around and left.

Lin Jue could be modest about this painting. It was a peerless masterpiece!

Even if it was just an ordinary painting lover, after seeing it, he would probably not be able to resist the urge to burn incense and worship it to show his sincerity.

However, Lin Jue did not want to take another look at it.

This was because he had unintentionally drawn the true picture of the painting after a moment of enlightenment.

This wine was similar to how many girls posted their pictures on their WeChat Moments. If the pictures were not edited by various software, they would rather not post it on their WeChat Moments!

Just like Lin Jue, they did not want to face their real faces.

"If there are no accidents, I won again!" Lin Jue walked up to Qin Mo and said.

"Of course, you brat..." Qin Mo looked at Lin Jue with mixed emotions. Although he knew he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him, he still couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart. "Then enlightenment..."

Lin Jue shrugged and looked like he could not help it. "It is so strange... He understood! Maybe, this is talent. I am different from ordinary people!"

Qin Mo did not want to say anything to the shameless Lin Jue anymore.

"Get lost, get up early tomorrow and practice with me!" After saying that, Qin Mo waved his hand and the Nine Bends Yellow Sand on the table fell into Lin Jue's arms.

"Alright! Uncle Fu, where is my room?" Lin Jue took a deep breath of the fragrance, and his whole body relaxed a little.

"Master Jue, this way!" Uncle Fu gestured to Qin Mo, and then left the courtyard with Lin Jue.

When the disciples of Qin family saw this scene, they stopped writing and looked at Qin Mo with confusion.

They seemed to be wondering why Qin Mo had decided to take the lead before their works were completed.

Even if it was a shady deal, it shouldn't be so obvious, right?

Looking at the countless doubtful gazes, Qin Mo shook his head and didn't say anything. However, he was also very glad in his heart. Fortunately, this group of little fellows had just been seriously busy with his work and nothing else had happened.

Otherwise, if he interrupted Lin Jue's enlightenment, the situation would be really good.

Qin Mo opened his mouth. Just as he was about to explain, he saw a group of figures suddenly appear in front of him.

However, they didn't care about this patriarch who wanted to give a lecture. Instead, they surrounded the table that Lin Jue had just drawn, layer after layer.

That wrinkled face of theirs wished that it could be directly pasted on it. It was as if they would be able to comprehend it this way.

The disciples of the Qin family behind them couldn't help but shiver when they saw their elders looking like crazy cyclists from the R Country.

When Qin Mo saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel speechless. He didn't know if he should interrupt these old men or not.

It had to be said that even though Qin Mo had been here for a long time, this was the first time he had seen these old fellows lose their composure like this!

After all, these elders of Qin family were actually using the rules of their family to talk about things. But today, he had lost his bearings. How could this be justified?

"Cough, cough, cough. Elders, what's wrong with all of you looking like this?!"

Qin Mo looked at the group of juniors below and said, "As an elder of the family, how can you lose your dignity like this? What is wrong with that? How can you set an example for the younger generation? Copy the rules of the family ten times! "

Qin Mo's words were filled with dignity, as if he was the head of the family.

But unfortunately, facing these elders, it did not seem to be enough! At least, at this moment, no one paid any attention to her.

Listening to these elders continuously discussing enlightenment and painting comprehension, Qin Mo's face darkened a little.

This was too disrespectful!

In the next second, Qin Mo's aura suddenly erupted, and the Grandmaster Expert swept across the scene.

Although these elders were at the same realm as him, they had their own plans. Who would have thought that someone would sneak attack them in their own home?

In the end, they saw Qin Mo transform into a whirlwind and forcefully push everyone away. Then, with lightning speed, he kept Lin Jue's painting in his arms!

"You bunch of old fogies are arrogant and disrespectful. You are disobeying the orders of the patriarch. Go back and copy the rules a hundred times now!"

"Qin Mo, how dare you!"

"Nonsense!"

"Preposterous!"

"[Impairing our enlightenment!]"

Good heavens! Qin Mo's action of closing the painting instantly attracted the anger of the people. It could be said that it was a verbal attack that caused people to hate him!

"You bunch of old fools, what do you want to do!? Rebellion!" Qin Mo looked at the group of elders and shouted angrily.

"Let me tell you, this painting was given to me by this little bastard! I said that I would put it away, so why do you care?"0

Indeed, it was true that Qin Mo was the patriarch of Qin family, but not everything belonged to Qin family. Who didn't have some private property?

As long as you didn't use your family's belongings to do private things, the family wouldn't care about how much private property you had.

Just like the medicine that Lin Jue asked for, even if Qin Mo was the patriarch of Qin family, he wouldn't be able to make the decision.

If it was his own personal savings, then there wouldn't be any problem. However, all of these belonged to the Qin family, so he naturally couldn't obtain them without putting in effort!

This was the reason why this transaction was made.

On the other hand, the Nine Bends Yellow Sand was different. Qin Mo and Chen Yifan had found some clues through countless ancient books. In the end, it took them a long time to find this jar.

From the beginning to the end, this pagoda had nothing to do with the Qin family. That was why Qin Mo was able to give it to Lin Jue as a reward for the competition.

Although it was called a reward, Qin Mo only thought that Lin Jue wouldn't have to bear such a huge burden. As for the result of the competition, perhaps Lin Jue would lose... Qin Mo had never been worried about this.

If the next generation of Qin family could really bring some trouble to Lin Jue, it would be Granny Wang who sold melon seeds. There was no one else besides Qin Ming.

Therefore, Qin Mo was very relieved.

That was why Qin Mo was so confident when he was facing these elders!

Qin Mo was able to become the patriarch of the family, and he could also guarantee that Qin Ming would become the next patriarch. There were only one or two times in the history of Qin family that such a thing could happen.

Because of this reason, Qin Mo could be said to be the one with the greatest authority among all the previous patriarchs. There was no way he could be so confident!

"Qin Mo, you, you are shameless!! ” One of the elders couldn't hold back his anger. He gathered his trembling arms and pointed them at Qin Mo. Other than that, he didn't seem to be able to do anything else.

The ink treasure left behind by Lin Jue had endless uses. Most importantly, it was born in a state of enlightenment, causing every stroke to have an extraordinary artistic conception within it.

It was precisely because of this reason that they would fight for it first, wanting to find out the truth.

The most important point was that the creative concept was a consumable. As time passed, it would gradually disappear.

This was a downhill process, and it would never go up. Thus, this painting could be considered a consumable.

This was also the reason why these elders were so anxious...

Unfortunately, Qin Mo didn't give them any face! Their Elders Guild gave them a certain amount of authority to restrict the Patriarch, but this did not mean that they could freely use this power!

Furthermore, the other party had a firm waist, and the painting was given to him as a gift. They couldn't just snatch it by force!

At this moment, everyone's gazes were focused on the Second Elder.

It couldn't be helped. The Second Elder, who was usually resourceful and resourceful, would naturally have to rely on him at this moment.

When the Second Elder saw this, he couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile. He walked forward and cupped his hands. "Patriarch... Do you still keep your word?"

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