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Seeing Mr. Qi staring at him eagerly, Zhang Sui couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Zhang Sui himself knew how good he was in this area. When he was bored with that fat two-dimensional colleague and was learning how to draw these things, the fat man also mentioned several times that he was very talented in painting.

Zhang Sui didn't care either. After all, for Zhang Sui at that time, painting was not a meal, it was just a small hobby.

Mr. Qi looked at Zhang Sui and said, "Since the second son has such a talent in calligraphy and painting, it is a pity to waste it for nothing. If you are interested, you don't need to care about the title of master and apprentice. I am willing to teach you everything I have learned in my life. , you can also introduce several masters of calligraphy and painting that the old man knows to the young master, what does the second young master think?"

Zhang Sui looked at the expectant old man, and to be honest, he was a little moved.It seems that no matter where in the world we are, people of our nation really spare no effort to pass on knowledge, without any selfishness, even worrying about Zhang Sui's reluctance to be a teacher, they have given a proper solution.

Zhang Sui stood up, bowed, and said: "Mr. Qi, I appreciate your kindness. But now I really have a lot of things to do, and I don't have so much energy to learn calligraphy and painting."

Seeing that the light in Mr. Qi's eyes gradually dimmed, Zhang Sui said again: "However, I have some experience in calligraphy and painting that I can share with Mr. I wonder if Mr. is interested?"

When Mr. Qi heard Zhang Sui's refusal, he was already a little chilled.Hearing that Zhang Sui said that he wanted to share his experience, he lifted his spirits a little.Said: "Calligraphy and painting are all about communication. We might as well discuss what the second son thinks."

Although Zhang Sui can only draw some cartoons, his career as a librarian is not for nothing.

In his spare time, he can be said to have read extensively. In terms of calligraphy and painting, although his hands-on ability is average, his theoretical knowledge can really confuse people.

The ink painting skills in this world have developed to a very mature level, so Zhang Sui didn't say anything about these aspects.The point is to present some modern Western painting techniques to Mr. Qi.

Art is such a thing, although there are thousands of people with different faces.But some ways of presenting beauty, regardless of the East and the West, can resonate in some aspects.

At the beginning, Mr. Qi only listened to Zhang Sui's introduction with the intention of exploring, but as Zhang Sui gradually presented Western painting techniques step by step from the superficial to the deep, Mr. Qi's face became more and more dignified.

In the end, when Zhang Sui finished talking about some creation methods of Western oil paintings in his memory, some of the inventory in Zhang Sui's stomach was basically finished. Zhang Sui pursed his lips, looked around quietly, and saw that there was no tea on the table. Just give up.

At this time, Mr. Qi has completely fallen into the various painting techniques described by Zhang Sui, and the whole person stands there, motionless.

Zhang Sui was not in a hurry, and began to look around at the calligraphy and paintings on the easel.

For half an hour, Mr. Qi remained motionless, and Zhang Sui sat impatiently, and was about to get up to wake Mr. Qi up.

Suddenly, Zhang Sui was startled, and swallowed the words that had come to his lips.Because he actually felt a trace of spiritual power in the void slowly pouring into Mr. Qi's body, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the amount was getting bigger and bigger.

Fang Xiong also felt strange, and slowly came to Zhang Sui's side, and was about to speak when Zhang Sui stopped him.

Mr. Qi, who was sitting across from Zhang Sui, suddenly opened his eyes with a flash of inspiration. He grabbed a charcoal pencil on the table, pulled a piece of white paper, and waved the charcoal pencil in his hand.

In the teacup effort, a goshawk leaps onto the paper, and the goshawk on the paper has both the aura of ink and wash and the three-dimensionality of Western painting, with delicate brushwork and vigorous momentum.

A trace of spiritual power in Mr. Qi's body naturally flowed into the painting.

A sharp howling of an eagle sounded in everyone's ears, and the phantom of a goshawk broke through the paper, broke through the roof, and went straight to the sky!

Everyone looked up at the hole in the roof, dazed.

Mr. Qi was the first to react, walked around the big wooden table, came to Zhang Sui, and bowed deeply!

Zhang Sui, who was looking at the hole in the roof and sighing, came back to his senses, and quickly turned sideways to accept only half a salute.

Mr. Qi sighed: "Thank you, Second Young Master, for your guidance, allowing me to break through my own way of painting and enter a new world!"

Zhang Sui said with a smile: "Congratulations, Mr. Qi, who has stepped into the door of practice and entered the Tao through painting. The future is boundless!"

Mr. Qi saw that Zhang Sui didn't react much to the abnormal situation just now, and at this time he also realized that Zhang Sui might be the legendary practitioner, so it was no wonder he was willing to learn the way of calligraphy and painting.

At this time, Mr. Qi also stepped into the door of practice, and some understanding of calligraphy and painting kept flashing in his mind.

Zhang Sui said with a smile: "Mr. stepped into the door of practice, it's time to comprehend the way of calligraphy and painting."

Mr. Qi said: "What does the second son say?"

Zhang Suidao: "The world here has undergone great changes. All kinds of ghosts and ghosts have appeared in the world, and various legendary methods of cultivation have gradually appeared in the world.

Mr. Meng, who studied ethnology, has comprehended the way of literary sages, and his current practice realm is one of the few in the entire practice world.

Today, I discussed with Mr. Meng to establish Junshan Academy, invite practitioners, and promote various methods of practice among the human race, so as to strengthen the power of the human race and prepare for the future catastrophe between the heaven and the earth.

At this time, Mr. Qi entered the Tao with painting and stepped into the door of practice. He is suitable to enter the academy, and he is a master of calligraphy and painting. He really has a predestined relationship with Junshan Academy! "

Hearing this, Mr. Qi sighed and said: "At the beginning of spring this year, I still had a happy chat with Mr. Meng. I didn't expect so many changes to happen in just a few months. Don't worry, second son, after the establishment of Junshan Academy, I will definitely live up to it. Entrusted, admitted to the hospital to teach calligraphy and painting, in order to thank you for your kindness today!"

Zhang Sui repeatedly waved his hands and said: "Mr. also has accumulated a lot of knowledge, and the boy is just a few ideas that inspired him. Besides, Mr. has been in my Zhangjiashuge for many years, and we are considered a family, so you don't have to be so polite!"

Mr. Qi laughed, and said: "The change of the second son is really unbelievable. Before that, I didn't believe the words of the elders of the Zhang family. Now it seems that the absurdity of the previous years is just that the son is trying to deceive people!"

Zhang Sui thought, why bring this up again?But it's not easy to argue, so I just smiled and acquiesced.

At this moment, the phantom of the goshawk flying out of the wing gave another scream, and flew straight down from the breach, flew towards Mr. Qi's shoulder, and stood on top of it.

Looking forward to life, eagles and tigers look!

Mr. Qi gently stroked the goshawk's wings, feeling the tentacles were hard, as if they were real.Looking at the picture on the paper again, there is only a faint outline at this time.

Mr. Qi's heart moved, and he pointed to the painting on the table. The goshawk on the shoulder rubbed Mr. Qi's hair with its head, and turned into a stream of light, blending into the painting. The goshawk pattern on the paper was immediately clear and lifelike.

Zhang Sui watched in amazement, this is just an animal painting, if it is a human painting, Zhang Sui thought about the scene, it would be quite beautiful!

Zhang Sui saw that Mr. Qi took out the pen and paper again and was about to paint. He knew that he had just acquired these abilities at this time, and he was very eager to explore, so he didn't want to stay any longer.

Zhang Sui stood up and bid farewell to Mr. Qi, saying: "Sir, let's think about it slowly, and I will leave first. When the academy is established, I will definitely come and invite you to join in the grand event."

Mr. Qi nodded and said: "This old man must be invited by the young master!"

Zhang Sui nodded and took Fang Xiong away.Holding a paintbrush, Mr. Qi sent them all the way out of the bookstore gate before returning to the wing room.

Sitting on the carriage, Zhang Sui sighed and said: "Mr. Qi's hand has entered the Tao through painting. If he cultivates the Tao at a high level, I don't know how many strange abilities he still has!"

Fang Xiong said on the shaft: "I don't know if the gold and silver drawn by Mr. Qi can become real?"

Zhang Sui said speechlessly, "Is this the only thing you can think of about Mr. Qi's ability?"

Fang Xiong said: "The main reason is that we don't have much gold and silver in our hands. Seeing Mr. Qi's ability to turn fiction into reality, I just have some ideas."

Zhang Sui said, "Did the tens of thousands of taels be spent so quickly?"

Fang Xiong stretched out his finger, and told Zhang Sui about every detail of the expenditure.

Zhang Sui had a headache, and said repeatedly: "Stop, stop, stop! Needless to say, I will see my elder brother in a few days and ask him for some."

Zhang Sui secretly complained: "It turns out that when I was reading novels, crossing the pig's feet basically didn't worry about money. When I came here, how could I be short of money every three days? Now I'm going to eat my brother! Fail!"

When I got home, it was already dark. Aunt Liu saw the two of them coming back, so she hurriedly prepared dinner with Xi Rou.

During the dinner, Zhang Sui and Lao Lu talked about Fang Xiong's practice. Lao Lu dismissed Fang Xiong's problems in practicing Jinzhong Iron Cloth, and said: "I have also seen Lao Luo's exercises. The human body undergoes nine transformations, so it’s nothing to turn white, but after a high level of cultivation in the future, I don’t know what it can become!”

Hearing Lao Lu's tone, Zhang Sui knew that he had a deep understanding of that exercise, and asked, "What is the effect of the nine revolutions you mentioned?"

Lao Lu looked at Aunt Liu and Xi Rou who were eating with their heads bowed during the banquet, and said in a low voice: "I heard from Lao Luo that after practicing this kind of exercise, the human body will undergo nine huge transformations, which he called the nine transformations.

Lao Luo's exercise is not as simple as the name he said. The name of this exercise is quite domineering. It's just that Lao Luo was afraid of causing trouble, so he casually gave him a bad street name. "

Zhang Sui was even more curious, and asked, "What's the original name of that exercise?"

Lao Lu said in a low voice: "The original name of the exercise is Eight Desolation, Ten Land, Heaven, Dragon and Nine Transformations Dafa!"

Zhang Sui was speechless after hearing this. Isn't this very different from the name of Jinzhong Tiebushan?But the name sounds very advanced.

Zhang Sui asked: "After practicing, do they really have the power that their ancestors said?"

Lao Lu said with a smile: "Who knows? Anyway, there is no harm in practicing. Lao Luo has practiced all his life to get some knowledge. If he hadn't made some achievements in his kung fu in that battle, he would have broken an arm. Simple matter."

Zhang Sui nodded upon hearing this.He was very interested in what Lao Lu practiced, and asked: "Nobita said that the exercises you practice are not suitable for him, what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Lao Lu smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, Zhang Sui didn't care.At this time, Fang Xiong, who was buried in the dining table, had already swept away most of the food on the table.If you don't eat it, there probably won't be any left.

Zhang Sui quickly raised his chopsticks and joined the ranks of the battle.

After dinner, Zhang Sui took the maps that Fang Xiong had brought back and slowly returned to his courtyard.

When passing the jujube tree, as usual, he injected some spiritual power and a trace of merit power into it.

There was no wind in the jujube tree, and he returned to his room amidst a rushing sound.

Zhang Sui spread out the map to check the situation in the Junshan area. The world map here is extremely detailed. The mountains, rivers, peaks and basins are all marked, which looks very convenient.

Zhang Sui performed the technique of knowing the land, and the landform of Junshan appeared in his mind, as if overlooking the world from a high altitude.

Zhang Sui searched directly in Junshan for a suitable place to establish a college.The picture in my mind flickered, and then there was no response.

what's the situation?Is it not working?Zhang Sui said in his heart.Zhang Sui was a little flustered, and searched for places of wealth and honor in his mind. Immediately, several signs appeared in the city of Kunzhou, and he searched for several other Fengshui places, and still quickly gave the signs.

Zhang Sui felt relieved, it seemed that it wasn't that the skill of knowing the land was not easy to use, but that it was possible that the land he was searching for was beyond his current skill of knowing the land.

It seems that it costs krypton gold!Zhang Sui felt some heartache about the spiritual power in his body. Through his non-stop practice of Daoyin these days, a lot of spiritual power had accumulated in his body, and it seemed that he couldn't keep it anymore.

Zhang Sui gritted his teeth and improved his knowledge of the earth in his consciousness.In just a moment, Zhang Sui felt his body was hollowed out, and his legs were a little weak.

Zhang Sui sat down on the chair, and after a while, he felt more comfortable.Cursed in the mouth: "Each time is emptying out, this is watching the power of the clear spirit in the body to serve!"

After a while, Zhang Sui performed the technique of knowing the land again, and this time Zhang Sui felt that there was a significant difference.In fact, the scope has not expanded much, but has a very transparent feeling.

Zhang Sui searched for a suitable place to build an academy again, when a strange scene appeared in his mind.

I saw the position of Junshan in my mind suddenly lit up one by one.Those light spots are widely distributed on the bird's-eye view of Junshan Mountain in my mind.

When no new light spots appeared, Zhang Sui was surprised to find that there were a total of [-] light spots, and the positions of each light spot were different.

Suddenly, there was a ray of light connecting each light point, and soon they were connected together, forming a strange pattern.

This pattern looks like an animal, with a tiger head and dragon horns, and four legs flying away.

The more Zhang Sui looked at it, the more familiar it became. Isn't this the appearance of Bai Ze in a picture of a beast that he had seen in that world?

Zhang Sui thought for a while, if the school was built according to the figure of Bai Ze, it would really be suitable for the occasion.

This Bai Ze is a erudite divine beast. According to myths, there is an auspicious beast in Kunlun, with a snow-white body that speaks human language and understands the emotions of all things.

It seems that there are still many things that can be pondered in this art of knowing the land when it comes to geomantic omen.

Zhang Sui marked them on a map according to the positions of those light spots in his mind.Finally, they are connected by lines, and what is presented in front of your eyes is a vivid Bai Ze pattern.

The Baize graphic on the map occupies a large area, but it mainly covers Junshan, and part of the Weishui River is also within its scope.

Zhang Sui breathed a sigh of relief after marking the pattern.The Haikou boasted by Mr. Meng is considered complete, and the rest is to communicate with the family and divide the locations marked on the map. These are trivial matters, and the elder brother can take care of it, so he doesn't need to worry too much .

Zhang Sui stood up, stretched his waist, and eased his weak body due to the lack of spiritual energy in his body, and pushed open the window by the table.

Only then did Zhang Sui realize that snowflakes began to float in the sky at some point. The snowflakes slowly fell with the night wind, and the ground soon became white.

Zhang Sui stared blankly at the snowflakes flying outside the window. This should be the first heavy snow he saw after he came to this world.