Flowing mountains, flowing clouds and waterfalls.

The sound of a piano is graceful and graceful, floating towards the distance.

On a platform on the top of the mountain, there is a small table with a celadon tea set on it. The tea cup has a light water vapor, with a wisp of fragrance.

Zi Su plays the piano and often looks at the handsome and elegant young master Qin Guan.

Qin Guan sat on the cushion, looking at the peaks of Shushan half hidden among the clouds. He was tempering his mind, feeling nature, and making his mind calm.

But who can tell whether it is feeling or enjoyment?

Suddenly, Qin Guan took out the four treasures of the study from the space and collapsed on the table. This time he was not going to write, but wanted to learn how to draw.

He didn't know how to draw and had never learned it before, but suddenly he wanted to draw the beautiful scene he saw in front of him, so he started.

Everything in front of Qin Guan seemed to be frozen in front of Qin Guan. Qin Guan picked up the pen and started to draw. His calligraphy became a great example of the heart, so it was impossible to draw in a mess. When brushing, a painting was soon generated under Qin Guan's pen.

Qin Guan put down his pen, sighed, kneaded the drawing paper into a ball, threw it to the foot of the mountain, and muttered in his mouth: "What's the matter."

If you don't know, you won't know, it's useless to show off.

The sound of the piano next to him was chaotic, and Qin watched it and saw Zi Su covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

"Young Master, there is a senior brother who teaches calligraphy and painting at the foot of the mountain. You can go there to study. If you want the flower spirit stone, you can ask for a full-time teaching." Zi Su said.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go down the mountain." Qin Guan held Zi Su's hand and the two ran down Yujingshan.

In three months, Qin Guan learned a lot of techniques, and he was a master of calligraphy and was very skilled in using brushes. At this time, Qin Guan's paintings had already made some progress and could draw whatever he wanted.

The senior brother of the professor Qin Guan said, "Junior brother, you don't need to practice your skills anymore. What you lack now is life."

"Life?" Qin Guan was puzzled.

"This is the second realm of painting. It is that after seeing your painting, people do not think that it is a dead object, but a simple portrait, but a world, a living world." said the senior brother.

"Senior brother, have you reached it?" Qin Guan asked.

"I barely achieved it. Today is the last class. I will draw a painting for you on the spot. I hope it will be helpful for your understanding." After the senior brother finished speaking, he picked up a simple landscape painting.

Just a few simple strokes, the distance and the water is reflected in the distance. A woman was washing clothes by the water, and a piece of clothing was accidentally washed away by the stream. The woman reached out to grab it, which was vividly expressed.

Indeed, this painting is indeed alive, mountains are alive, water is alive, and people are alive, the senior brother put down his pen and said, "Junior brother, painting is profound and profound. Although the senior brother has entered the second realm, he has just entered the first realm and there is still a third realm that needs to be climbed, so work hard."

"What is the third realm?" Qin Guan asked curiously.

"The third realm is to draw your own feelings, draw your own experience, and draw your own heart."

Qin Guan sighed, it seems that he still needs to learn a lot.

The senior brother left and happily left with the red envelope given by Qin Guan.

Leave Qin Guan alone to meditate.

In the days that followed, Qin Guan was not only mellow in the true energy and practicing sword control skills, but most of the remaining time was spent practicing painting, landscapes, flowers and birds, and ladies. He painted everything, and his pen tip was vivid after it was vivid, but Qin Guan could never find the way to climb the second level of painting.

Qin Guan also used some painting knowledge in later generations, such as three-dimensional, geometric, expression, etc., hoping to find the key points from it. Later, the skills were just skills and had little to do with the state of mind.

At first, Qin Guan was a little irritable, but later thinking about it, wasn’t he just learning to draw to temper his mind and nature? Impulsive emotions are something that needs to be overcome in the cultivation of the mind and nature. Isn’t he just practicing?

After that, Qin Guan's heart slowly calmed down.

On that evening,

Qin Guan was still painting in the room. Zi Su came in with tea and placed it on the table. Without disturbing the young master, she sat on the chair beside her and watched Qin Guan paint silently.

After a while, Qin Guan put down his pen and looked up at Zi Su, and was suddenly attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Perilla sat by the window,

A bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkles like mercury and shines into the room through the window.

Zisu's figure was shining by the moonlight, making her look like a layer of silver glow, graceful and graceful. The man looked at him with a gentle face. At this moment, Qin Guan was stunned by this wonderful feeling.

"Zi Su, don't move." Qin Guan said softly.

Zi Su didn't know why, but the young master ordered her to move without moving.

After spreading a piece of paper again, Qin Guan took a look at Zi Su again, then used his pen to fly, brushing it. In just a few minutes, a picture of the maid under the moon turned into.

At this moment, Qin Guan could clearly realize that his painting skills had broken through to the second level. The woman in the painting was smiling at Qin Guan, and the gentleness on her smiling face could be seen from the bottom of her heart.

If you don't pay attention and suddenly see it, you may really think that the woman in the painting is just like living. Even if you know that she is a painting, you will be attracted by the woman in the painting.

beautiful!

It's really beautiful!

Qin Guan was attracted by the women in the painting.

Zi Su walked over and saw the woman in the painting, and said in surprise: "Young Master, is this me?"

Qin Guan smiled at her, "Yes, my perilla is so beautiful."

Zisu showed a shy face.

Qin Guan stretched out his hand, raised her chin, and gently kissed Zisu's wet lips. Zisu's big eyes were so shocked that he kept blinking.

The clothes slid one by one, and in the end there was only a bellyband left, which could not block the infinite spring scenery. Qin Guan stretched out his hand and gently pulled the thread, and the bellyband slid down, revealing a pair of plumpness.

The plum blossoms are dotted, crying and crying!

When the love was so strong that Zi Su couldn't control his body and showed a big furry tail. Qin Guan was startled first, and then laughed. Zi Su looked shy and hid her little face under Qin Guan.

Continuing the battle, the big tail of Zisu continued to sweep on Qin Guan, giving Qin Guan a different feeling.

The sound in the room naturally alarmed the two girls Yan'er and Mimi. The two girls blushed and looked at each other. Yan'er picked up the sword and said, "I'll go to the back mountain to practice swords." After that, she flew away. Mimi's face turned red and she ran to her bee cave.

When he woke up the next day, Qin Guan felt refreshed and thoughtful, as if his mood had really improved to a higher level.

Hohohoho,

It seems that this direct method is more suitable for you.
Chapter completed!