The autumn wind is blowing, and the frosty leaves are drifting.
By the stream, Yun Qiuhe took Yue Anyan for a walk, chatting and talking. These days, she always accompanied the much thinner senior sister, and used her own way to enlighten Yue Anyan, who looked the same but was actually a little disappointed inside.
In the Xiliu Pavilion, three little demon spirits were flying in the air, stretching their heads to watch the master splashing ink and painting.
They are eyeing the almost completed painting and competing secretly. Everyone wants to collect the master's paintings. In addition to enriching the collection, the master's essays and ink paintings contain magical artistic conception, which is beneficial to the cultivation and enlightenment of tree elves like them. Zhang Wenfeng was immersed in the world created by pen and ink, outlining distant mountains, woods, wheat fields, and misty rain. In the hazy image, there was a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, walking with a hoe on the bank of a rainy and misty stream, leaving a large blank space above. The ancient and elegant pastoral atmosphere is leisurely and natural.
Stained with ink, Zhang Wenfeng rolled up his sleeves and wrote two lines of elegant calligraphy on the silver-hook iron painting in the upper right corner:
Enlightenment in my leisure time, listening to the melodious chirping of several birds, I don’t realize that my ears are completely clear;
When I was busy farming, I saw a cloud of light curling up, and my vision suddenly became empty.
He also wrote the name, year and month on the lower left, and a four-foot scroll was completed. He stood up with a brush and looked at it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was very satisfied with the painting.
"My master, this painting is quaint and lofty. It has a far-reaching artistic conception of seeing through the mundane world. It's wonderful!"
Leng Xiang took the initiative and let out a high-level cheer with the ink in her stomach. She knew that the master rarely signed his paintings, and would occasionally write inscriptions when he was interested. This large painting was obviously his favorite work. Not only did he write the inscription, but he also signed the words. The words and the painting complemented each other. She abandoned her usual modesty and reservedness and thought about this painting. Take it as your own.
The good thing about this master is that he likes to paint mountains and waters. If he doesn’t keep the paintings for himself, he can give them to anyone who wants them.
Hu Qiang'er hurriedly searched his intestines and exclaimed: "Master, this painting is so good, it makes people feel immersed in the scene and forget the conventional world after seeing it!"
Liande scratched his head and giggled: "The painting is very beautiful, really!"
If you ask him to tell you why, it will embarrass him and he will feel comfortable watching it.
But fools are blessed. The master took care of him and sent him a few ink sketches. Liande hung them on the wall of his tree house like a treasure, watching them day and night. He even showed them off to Mr. You, but Mr. You walked away because he was disrespectful. I bought a painting and said it was borrowed to look at, but it has not been returned to him for several years.
Yue Anyan's voice of surprise came from outside: "Yeah, I want this painting. Qiuhe, you won't snatch it from me, right?"
Yun Qiuhe said generously: "You can take it if you like. I'll let the viewer paint it again later."
The three little sprites immediately stopped. They had nothing to do. They stepped aside and complained to each other with their eyes: Why are you shouting so loudly?
Yue Anyan held the scroll and murmured to himself if he had some enlightenment: "Enlightenment when you are free...farming when you are busy."
She understood that this painting was specially drawn for her by the viewer. Even the figure wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat in the painting looked a bit like her. She realized the artistic conception of the painting, her expression gradually became crazy, and she just left as if no one was around. .
From then on, the fairy became acquainted with a female Taoist priest who was engaged in farming, studying and enlightening. She cultivated two acres of crops and vegetable fields, listened to the melodious singing of birds, watched the clouds roll and relax, and forgot about the worldly world and worries, and spent her days leisurely.
When her state of mind becomes clear and natural, it will be the day she hits the fifth level again.
It might take many years, but she no longer cares about it.
No matter what you gain, no matter what you lose, being quiet and doing nothing is not in vain.
While farming, she realized many things that she had ignored before.
Yun Qiuhe clamored to build a house and farm, but the thunder was heavy and the rain was light, so she opened a vegetable field in the back mountain. After three days of enthusiasm, her personal maid was always taking care of it, and then she changed to planting flowers.
Faced with the teasing of the viewer, she plausibly said that the path of cultivation she followed was different from that of Yue Anyan, and it was boring to pick up people's wisdom. She was suitable for planting trees. Once they were planted, they were allowed to go through wind, rain, frost and thunder, and then she didn't have to worry about them anymore, which would save trouble. "It's unfair and deserves punishment!"
Zhang Guanzhu dragged the charming lady to the bedroom and the punishment was not known to outsiders.
Another three years passed. Zhang Wenfeng recalled Mr. You and asked him
How prepared are you?
He wanted to go to Nanyuan Continent as soon as possible. The sect had Yun Qiuhe, a fifth-level guard, and other deacons performing their duties. It was the same whether he was in the sect or not. He Kuyu's cultivation was on the right track, and he no longer needed to keep an eye on it. It was only a matter of time before he advanced to the third level.
"That damn place is too hot. I really don't want to go there."
You Mengchang knew that his arms couldn't hold his thighs, so he just complained and said: "I have also prepared fire-preventing beads for you, so be prepared. I haven't been there for thousands of years. I wonder how it has become there?"
Zhang Wenfeng took a round dark red bead, practiced it according to the old man's request, put it into his sleeve, and said: "I have read several books about fire rocks in the ground. If we don't go deep into the trench, there will be no trouble." .”
"Who knows."
Due to conflicting attributes, You Mengchang was repulsed by the Earth Gap Fire Rock. With his ability, he didn't have much to worry about.
The two of them suddenly looked south at the same time. They saw a very fat black man with small eyes and a big build. He was wearing a wrinkled black robe. He was slovenly and had messy hair. He was coming towards the Fairy Spirit Temple. The aura revealed turned out to be level five, with no intention of landing on the ground.
Zhang Wenfeng took a closer look, a smile appeared on his face, and he cursed: "You brat, who dared to break into our mountain gate without saying hello in advance when he came back?"
The figure disappeared in a flash.
You Meng Chang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Good boy, it's better to come back early than to come back as soon as possible. It just saves me the hard work of exploring the way. Look at that physique, how strong he is after eating. He is so fat that he is not afraid of the fire. He has to hold on to the same thing. Go to Nanyuan Continent."
He escaped into the air and reappeared seven or eight miles away.
"Lu Huan has met the temple master and wants to pay his respects to the temple master."
The fat black man grinned like a donkey, bowed his hands and bowed politely, and then greeted the old man You who appeared. He had been able to transform, but he still didn't like to talk much, and he was honest and honest, which was very endearing.
"Get up, no need to be polite."
Zhang Wenfeng laughed, stepped forward and slapped the fat black man on his broad and fleshy shoulder, saying, "When did you break through? Where is your dad?"
The fat black man habitually wanted to rub his head and shoulders against the patron, but when he woke up and was now in human form, he quickly stopped his movements and said with a naive smile: "I made a breakthrough last winter and stabilized my cultivation for half a year. Dad has been protecting me all these years. , he said he had something urgent and would not return to the sect for the time being, and asked me to accompany the temple master out for him."
"Okay, it's up to you."
Zhang Wenfeng was in a great mood. That donkey had raised a good godson.
Lu Huan stood next to the viewer, and then greeted Yun Qiuhe, Wei Jingjie, Fan Chongfeng and others who appeared later. He looked harmless to humans and animals, and his courtesy was thoughtful, which made him more and more satisfied in the eyes of the viewer.
Hu Qiang'er, Leng Xiang, and Liande cheered and jumped on Lu Huan to roll around. The place was big enough for them to play with Lu Huan, and they went into the forest laughing.
