Have paintings? Have experience!

Liang An was delighted.

Zhao Ling'er did not disappoint him. Although his paintings have not been understood by a group of people and may not have experience to confirm his ideas, being able to switch to calligraphy and painting works is a task that is completed, and it is even more suitable for him than making his paintings more experienced.

After all, his purpose is to experience points. Even if his paintings can condense experience points, there will not be too many. Dongfang Qing’s collection may not be necessary. Maybe there will be a lot of experience points like those previous paintings!

Liang An looked at Zhao Ling'er with anticipation.

Zhao Ling'er rolled her eyes helplessly, "Wait for me."

She walked to the back house and soon carried out three volumes of paintings, "The picture of the lonely moon, the picture of the Hanshan Temple, and the picture of the immortals going to the banquet are all here."

Liang An couldn't wait to reach out and picked up a pair, and indeed felt a strong sting.

He opened the long scroll quietly, and what caught his eye was a picture of a monk walking towards the lonely temple in a straw raincoat. The brushwork was exquisite and the lines were smooth. I think it was a picture of Hanshan Temple. Although this picture looked gray and seemed to have been for many years, it still made people feel a leisurely feeling.

After a while of careful examination, he closed his eyes to check the experience points.

Yesterday, he went to the bookstore to avoid urging marriage. His experience point increased from 7 to 9, with two more points. However, at this moment, he found that his experience point had increased to 27, and it was still steadily increasing with the sting. It was not stopped until after 35 o'clock.

The stinging pain given to him by the Hanshan Temple picture also disappeared, which means there is no point of experience on it.

26 o'clock, good start!

Opening his eyes, Liang An carefully rolled up the scroll, picked up another picture to expand it. The content was a bright moon in dense clouds, bright and cold, and the eternal and lofty meaning broke through the picture like a substance, which made Liang An shocked.

"Good painting! Good mood!"

I couldn't help but praise, but Liang An was extremely disappointed.

This picture has no experience!

After carefully looking at the ink and paper, he immediately realized that the painting was probably drawn in these few days, no more than three days at most!

With a thought, Liang An immediately knew that this was a Tongxuan painting that Dongfang Qing asked someone to ask Zhao Linger for him. It was because he felt that when he saw this painting, he could feel that his understanding of the Hanyue Nine Swords was deeper.

"Miss Dongfang is intent." He said to Dongfang Qing with a smile.

Dongfang Qing smiled slightly: "Just repay your kindness."

Liang An looked at the picture of Gu Yue again. After learning about his pen, he also rolled it up and put it aside. He reached out to the last painting and the immortals went to the banquet.

The immortals went to the banquet to start, and the strong stinging pain immediately made him raise his eyebrows unconsciously, and his body stiffened a little.

pain!

It hurts so much!

He felt that the pain that the immortals had given him at the banquet was even greater than that of the Qingping Jing, the calligraphy and paintings that he had gained the most experience points!

This must be a very old painting that many people have learned!

With infinite expectations, Liang An endured the pain and slowly opened the picture of the immortals attending the banquet.

Soon, countless people communicating and drinking in many buildings appeared in front of him.

The brushwork of the immortals attending a banquet is not complicated, and it can even be said to be simple, simple to crude. However, the simple and crude lines outline auspicious clouds, outline buildings, and outline characters... expressing everything vividly, exuding a faint fairy spirit.

That’s right, it’s the fairy spirit, the clear and quiet fairy spirit!

He could see that any exquisite and complex brushwork was a blasphemy and destruction of this fairy spirit. It can be said that because of the simple and crude brushwork, this painting has that faint fairy spirit!

"This is the work of which Taoist master?"

Dongfang Qing looked at Liang An in a little surprised, but thinking that Liang An was also a painter in Wen Xuan, it was appropriate to be able to see the root of the work, and said with a smile: "This is the painting my master gave me to understand Wen Xuan. I wonder what Mr. Liang has to think about it?"

"Gao Jian? Haha..." Liang An shook his head and smiled, "Faced with such works, he was considered to be a rude view. The beauty of this work is only to be admired. It turns out that there is a heaven beyond the sky, and I just wish I could not ask the painter in person for advice."

He was sure that even if he was Wen Xuan's painter, he could not imitate this work, let alone draw this work.

"Master will be very happy to know. He likes to discuss with the skilled artist." Dongfang Qing smiled slightly, her big eyes half-closed, revealing a girlish silence.

But Liang An completely ignored Dongfang Qing's charm and widened his eyes slightly: "Is this painting painted by Master Ling?"

Qingping Jing is a work of the previous dynasty. It has been read and copied by countless people for hundreds of years, so I have so many experiences. If this picture of immortals attending a banquet is really a work by Master Dongfang Qing, it will only last for decades? Have you seen the picture of immortals attending a banquet and felt that the picture of immortals attending a banquet is more than those who copied the picture of Qingping Jing?

Dongfang Qing didn't know what Liang An was thinking, but she still smiled and nodded: "It's indeed the work of a family teacher."

"Have many people seen this painting?" Liang An asked.

At this moment, he no longer cared that he would reveal some of his own secrets.

Zhao Ling'er was stunned for a moment and nodded: "It is true that many people have seen it. I remember that after the master of the family drew this picture thirty years ago, countless people went to the wonderful landscape for viewing, and finally they were borrowed by his father... and placed it in Taihao Palace so that all the students and lecturers could appreciate and understand it. Later, when I became a disciple, my master gave me this painting."

I see.

Liang An nodded slightly.

The Taihao Palace students included all the descendants of high-ranking officials, and the elders sent by the major sects, and over the past thirty years, at least a thousand people have been. If they all realized the picture of the immortals going to the banquet, it would be impossible for the experience points that the immortals going to the banquet to the banquet to the banquet to the Qingping Jing.

After all, the Qingping Sutra is a pair of characters, and those who can understand and copy them are scholars. Moreover, as a copybook left by the previous dynasty, the material of the Qingping Sutra itself has become a bit aging and cannot be read from time to time. Most of the time is used as a collection, and those who usually copy them should also be tracing the red version. This also leads to the fact that there will be no people who really face the Qingping Sutra. More often, whether the collectors will take it out and understand it. Even if there are many people reading it, it should be some occasions to show off their collections, which will give people less experience than the pictures of immortals attending the banquet.

The picture of the immortals attending the banquet was a work thirty years ago. When the material was just right, there were many opportunities for people to appreciate. It was hung in Taihao Palace, where there were a bunch of martial arts practitioners. In order to ask the mystery, I carefully watched and realized that the number of times and number of people attending the banquet might have exceeded the number of Qingping Jing, which is a collectible.

After probably having guesses in her heart, Liang An suddenly realized that Dongfang Qing said that her master was from Miujing...Miaojing...

"Is the ruler the best Taoist Ku Xuan in the world?"

When a princess of a country is worshipped in a wonderful landscape, Liang An never believes that the other party will become an ordinary person. Only Ku Xuan Dao, the number one person in the Yu Kingdom, is in line with the identity of the princess master!

Dongfang Qing nodded with a smile: "That's right."

Liang An was silent immediately.

"It's worthy of...it's the work of Taoist Ku Xuan, it's really mysterious."

It took him a moment to speak out this sentence, accompanied by his movement of putting away the scroll.

"Don't you watch it?" Dongfang Qing said in confusion.

"I've probably seen it, so I'll see it again if I have the chance in the future." Liang An said with a smile.

In fact, the main reason is that he has absorbed the experience points.

167 o'clock!

His experience point has been improved to 202 points!

It’s worthy of being the princess who took action, but it really didn’t disappoint me!

As she sighed, Liang An took his own Le'antu in the rain and his body stiffened.

Stinging!

A stinging pain that is almost unaware!

Close your eyes slightly, and the experience point jumped from 202 to 203!

His guess was confirmed!

A burst of ecstasy surged in my heart. Liang An opened his picture of happiness in the rain and found that the artistic conception on it seemed to have dissipated a little, but it still gave people a feeling of depression that was difficult to avoid the rain.

Feeling this artistic conception, Zhao Ling'er frowned, while Dongfang Qing's face felt relieved.

"Look carefully, compared to the pictures of the immortals attending the banquet, my brushwork is so craftsmanship." After a word, I poked out the problem of my paintings. Liang An smiled and said, "It seems that I have to draw a new one after another, otherwise it will be difficult to show it to others."

Craftsmanship?

Zhao Ling'er and Dongfang Qing looked at each other and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

Not to mention Tongxuan's paintings, even ordinary paintings are difficult to ensure that they are beautiful and appropriate!

It's incomparable to such people!

After seeing this in the other party's eyes, Dongfang Qing smiled and said to Liang An: "I heard Ling'er say that the young master likes old books, calligraphy and paintings. I still have some collections in my house. Although it may not be as good as the master's pictures of the immortals attending the banquet, if the young master wants to see it, I can let Ling'er take some to the mansion when he turns back."

Liang An felt ecstatic again, "This is what you said seriously?"

"Naturally, take it seriously." Dongfang Qing nodded with a smile.

It was just a borrowing of Liang An's paintings, so what if she borrowed a few paintings to Liang An?

And if Liang An could get inspiration from those paintings and draw other Tongxuan paintings again, she would definitely have the opportunity to see them. Wouldn't she take her magical sword technique to the next level?

Although her magical sword technique has already broken through to the Wanhua realm, she will never be too much magical sword technique for artistic conception!

"Then I will thank Miss Dongfang first!" Liang An bowed and bowed deeply.

"Young Master Liang, please be polite." Dongfang Qing also responded with a little blessing to Liang An.

"What's so lively?" Suddenly, Xiao Qinghe's voice came from the back house, and then he walked out gracefully. After seeing Liang An, he was stunned for a moment: "Lesheng? Why are you here?"

Liang An hurriedly bowed and greeted: "Lesheng has met his aunt. I am here to see Ling'er's cousin."

"Look at Ling'er?" Xiao Qinghe blinked.

"He didn't come to see me, it was clearly to see if I had done what he had told me." Zhao Ling'er pouted and said, "My cousin Lesheng drew a painting of Tongxuan and asked me to take it to Taihao Palace to help him see if he could change some other calligraphy and paintings to help him get to the next level."

"Tongxuan paintings?" Xiao Qinghe's voice was slightly higher: "Lesheng, is your painting master Tongxuan?"

Liang An nodded slightly: "Lucky."

"How could this be lucky!" Xiao Qinghe rolled his eyes, then looked at the four paintings on the table and asked, "Which one belongs to you?"
To be continued...