If we say that at night in the Sky Holy Land, there are countless silver beads dotted in the night sky, and a faintly glowing white band stretches across the star-studded sky.
Well, the daytime here is also gorgeous.
The nine-colored clouds were densely covered, and the magnificent flying boats sailed in the sky, shuttled through the clouds, and disappeared into the open portals of the Qiongtian Holy Land.
The Holy Land is very large and is divided into an inner city and an outer city.
It's not absolutely forbidden to interact with each other, it's just a registration to let a wishful mirror shine.
The mirror of the best immortal weapon was very strong, but it still couldn't reflect the footsteps of Su Qi and Sang Qingxiu. The two successfully entered the inner city, which was also closer to the moon.
Dao patterns bloomed in his eyes, and Su Qi could see that the sun and moon above the Holy City in the Sky were not real planets, but two divine beasts.
The cold toad turns into the moon and rises for nine days. Similarly, the golden crow rises into the sky and hangs high in the sky for nine days.
Day and night are exchanged here. Eighteen days is a cycle. When Su Qi was surprised, the two of them wandered around casually. Su Qi was basically shopping with Sang Qingxiu. To be honest, he was a little tired. He was so amazing. How could he still resist? live.
When passing by a small alley, Su Qi let out a light sigh and pulled Sang Qing's sleeves with great interest.
"What's wrong?"
"Want to draw?"
The two walked in and looked at the alley made of bluestones. There was a big banyan tree here. Under the tree, many children were playing, and a scholar beside him was painting to his heart's content.
Although part of his mind continued to practice and comprehend the laws of time and space, Su Qi did not relax his vigilance.
Looking at the splash-ink scroll, the scholar was painting a landscape painting. In it, the silver-white waterfall was like a falling sky, showing the beauty and majesty of nature in the valley.
"good!"
"What's so good about it?"
"Well, you know that charm..."
Su Qi asked in return, which made the scholar stunned for a moment. Isn't it clear to me that I painted the painting myself?
I originally thought that someone from the same profession was here, but it turned out to be a joke. The scholar didn't want to speak. Although he didn't know how long he had lived, he was still a little speechless by Su Qi.
"Okay, don't talk!"
Sang Qingxiu told Su Qi to shut up and put all the snacks in his hands. Then he looked at the splash-ink scroll with surprise in his eyes. He then looked at the scrolls next to him. There were quite a few, but they were all ink paintings.
After thinking about it, a paintbrush appeared in the hand of the sensitive beauty.
Huh?
Seeing this stunning beauty also starting to paint, the scholar became interested and began to read quietly.
Ink painting is also divided into different schools of painting techniques. Because Sang Qingxiu often paints his own face, he also has quite a lot of experience in painting.
From point to surface, it gradually extended from ink painting to sketch, gouache, oil painting, printmaking, etc. This made the scholar very happy to see it. At the same time, there were countless lines blooming in his eyes. In just an instant, he could see through it. All the painting techniques can be drawn with the same skill with just a move of the fingertips.
Standing there savoring it for a while, Sang Qingxiu on the side had already stopped. She was drawing the children here and handed the painting over. The child with a runny nose was stunned for a moment, and then blushed while holding the scroll. Stand there.
"Tch, I can also draw like this. I can also abstract!"
Su Qi was a little unconvinced, but the scholar came back to his senses. When he heard Su Qi mention the word abstract, he seriously raised his hands and said, "Excuse me, what is abstract?"
What is abstraction?
Su Qi also took the pen and swung it with a big stroke, splashing ink as much as he wanted. Finally, with two twitching eyes, he said proudly: "This is abstraction!"
The scholar asked politely: "Qin is ignorant, I wonder... what race is this?"
"Duck, quack quack!"
Scholar: "..."
Sang Qingxiu: "..."
Finally, the scholar also showed his thoughtful side. When it came to painting, he was very patient. Regarding Su Qi's masterpiece, if you think about it carefully, this can be regarded as a... technique, right?
Shaking his head and smiling, after so many years, he met two interesting people again.
"I'm in Qin Guanzhi and I like to paint Taoism. I've gained a lot this time!"
Bowing again, although the several painting methods provided by Sang Qingxiu are very simple, the painter Qin Guanzhi can deduce more subtle changes at a glance, but the Tao should not be preached lightly, and this time, it can barely be regarded as preaching.
Turning half sideways, which is equivalent to receiving only half a courtesy, Su Qi and Sang Qingxiu also embraced their homes:
"Xuanhuang tribe, Su Qi, Sang Qingxiu!"
With one word, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat silent.
Looking at the two people in front of him seriously, Qin Guanzhi couldn't help but ask: "I have also been in contact with your Xuanhuang tribe, and it is indeed this aura, but you still dare to appear in the Southern Territory, and are you not afraid that I will report to the Immortal Clan? "
"The universe is so big, and the Immortal Clan can't really cover the sky with one hand. Besides, if an emperor is willing to surrender to the Immortal Clan, then there's nothing I can say."
Su Qi smiled and said, feeling from a close distance, the person in front of him had already achieved great success in painting and entered the realm of the Imperial Dao.
It is impossible for an emperor to be someone's younger brother. Moreover, looking at paintings is like looking at people. This person writes in a majestic manner and has a gap in his heart. It is impossible to get involved with the immortals.
Regarding Su Qi's words, Qin Guanzhi thought about it, shook his head and smiled: "Well, the immortal clan really has nothing to do with me. It is fate that I meet you two. Let's exchange some ideas on painting!"
The implication is that although the two of them will not be tied up and sent to the immortal clan, it is better to avoid excessive friendship and just talk about painting.
With a turn of the brush in his hand, the sky light swayed, a large amount of clouds were pulled off, and all the visions were merged into that brush.
In a three-foot scroll, there is a night flower blooming, and countless stars are dotted beside it. It is close to the way. It should have been a gorgeous brilliance, but in the end, everything returned to peace.
I accidentally walked into a small alley and saw an emperor who was willing to live in seclusion. After exchanging ideas on painting, I got a pretty good painting.
This is what happened to Su Qi and Sang Qingxiu when they first entered Qiongtian City. They met by chance, but Qin Guanzhi painted a picture to return the favor.
Walking out of the alley, Su Qi was still looking at the scroll in his hand. His expression was a little strange. Again, according to the emperor's vision, he could naturally see something different.
The night flower inside is still swaying, and next to it is the sea of resplendent stars. A flower like this grows in the heaven and earth, standing proudly, and its charm is natural.
"This thing is good. Take a look at it more. It will be even more powerful if you transfer it to your dream power!"
Sang Qingxiu's magical power of dreaming has also transformed into a great magical power. In the next step, she will use this as the foundation for establishing a path and get a glimpse of the scenery of being titled.
The current painting actually coincides with the journey of a boat full of dreams and a river of stars.
"Okay, I get it, but what does he mean by painting such a picture? I always feel that your explanation is a bit far-fetched!" Sang Qingxiu frowned.
"Don't think too much, it's probably because you have some shortcomings in practice, so let's use this as a reminder!"
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