I became a peerless master

Chapter 349

Chapter 349: Is this fate?

That's right, Second Aunt Zhang came to buy drawing paper for her niece and daughter who stayed at home.

By the way, she also brought a painting made by her niece for Song Ye to appreciate.

For literati and refined scholars, appreciating paintings is the best communication.

Of course, the girl who likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Song Ye's painting skills are not flattering.

The ancient ink landscape paintings sent by Second Aunt Zhang solemnly, although a bit good at first glance, there are many things lacking in them.

Especially Shen Yun, which was not shown at all.

If Song Ye were to rate Miss Su Su's landscape painting, it would basically be an entry-level work for elementary school students.

But even the simple drawings made by elementary school students have the meaning of expressing emotions.

The sun and the moon are clearly distinguished in this painting by Ms. Susu, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. There is also the "a branch of red flower" that she gave herself before embellishing it.

This work should represent the young girl's longing for a better life.

Well, that should be it.

Although the technology is poor, the charm is lacking, and the artistic conception is insufficient, but living in this beautiful landscape with scattered flowers, the days can be regarded as quiet and good.

With an evaluation of the landscape paintings that Aunt Zhang brought over in his mind, Song Ye naturally wouldn't dig into the corners of the other party's painting skills.

Art is just a way to express emotions, as long as there is the author's intention in it, it can be regarded as a qualified work.

After all, girl Susu is not like my master, who has the blessing training of the urban almighty legend system.

At such a young age, it is not bad to be able to reach the level of a primary school student in this palace of ink painting art.

Skills such as painting have reached their peak and he has become a true master. Song Ye is naturally full of goodwill towards other people in the same field.

Anyway, in this world of cultivating immortals, these things are just for entertainment and heresy. If you take it seriously, you will lose.

But Miss Susu's painting skills are very poor, and the young master is really not good enough to "return the gift" with paintings.

Originally, the other party asked Aunt Zhang to send a painting for him to appreciate, expressing the meaning of a fellow.

On my side, I also asked this aunt to bring back a piece of work. It is best to exchange courtesy and learn from each other.

Between secular and elegant interests, isn't it necessary to learn from others' strengths to make progress together?

However, the daughter's family who is still holding the pipa half-hidden, the painting skills are not 01:30 worse than my master.

If she can be more powerful, reach the level of Fairy Yingyue, who has a good level of basic knowledge in a certain aspect, then we can really appreciate calligraphy and painting with her.

Is it in this state now, forget it.

From the bottom of his heart, Song Ye still admired the Fairy Yingyue who died after a hasty look.

Among all the elegant and loving people he has met in this world, the simple female immortal is the most powerful one.

Although he didn't listen to her play, the piano of lovesickness by Zhuge Wuming, a disciple cultivated by her, deserves Song Ye's slight attention.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, there are very few people who can really practice these heretical ways to the level of Fairy Yingyue.

What's more, Miss Susu is just a little mortal at the age of twenty-eight.

Yingyue is an immortal cultivator, God knows how many years of age are hidden under her youthful face.

There are such things as high-grade silver flower grass, and the appearance and age of immortal cultivators must not be purely based on appearance.

Maybe Fairy Zhang Xuemo of Daze Sect, who often visits me as a guest, is already at the level of a mortal grandmother in real age.

Miss Susu is just a mortal, and her life rules are the same as my master's, she is what she says, and she can't do anything false.

Among them, excluding the children of more than ten years ago, even if someone really likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the time they can learn and practice is only a few years.

She is not a master, she has no system.

How can you have too high demands on her?

It would be unrealistic for Aunt Zhang to bring back a painting in return for appreciation by that like-minded woman.

The main reason is that Song Ye is afraid of hitting others.

Good guy, there is a huge gap between the two's work skills. As a lover of ink painting, Miss Su Su's mentality will burst if she fails to do so, and she may feel alienated from the young master.

When people get along with each other, a proper gap can make others can't help approaching you, but if you are too radiant and make others smaller than dust, then they may not dare to approach you.

"In the final analysis, it's all the fault of being too good."

There was a cry of indignation in his belly, and Song Ye knew that this matter was seen through by Li Jishan again.

If someone gives you a painting, you can't give him the same calligraphy and painting in return.

Then you can only send artworks other than paintings.

Just in the past two days, under the constant chatter of brother Li Jishan, Song Ye's ingenuity and skillful handwork, weaved the silver flower grass that Chen Laotuo Qingyu's grandma gave him as a gift into a thin rope.

In order to achieve a deeper sense of layering in the artwork, after receiving the obsidian jade specially sent by Li Jishan yesterday, he fused two good things together again.

The end result is a handmade bracelet that combines silvergrass and obsidian.

The shape is exquisite and unique, and the artwork produced by Song Ye's hands is naturally perfect.

The bracelet is also the first time that Song Ye has created a work with other functions when he came to this world of cultivating immortals.

Produced by immortal cultivators, because of the blessing of formations, those popular gadgets among mortals have magical effects.

Although Song Ye didn't understand the formation, relying on the special characteristics of silver grass and obsidian jade, this bracelet also had the miraculous effect of nourishing qi and blood and slowing down the aging of women.

Brother Li Jishan chattered endlessly, but the young master did it by accident, and then Aunt Zhang came.

You cannot return the gift of calligraphy and painting to Miss Susu.

Could this be the legendary fate...

...

In the Little Tinglei Temple in the Immortal World, a young monk radiating the charm of Buddhism is frowning while meditating.

After a while, the monk twitched suddenly as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and the power of Buddhism and Taoism that had been lingering around him suddenly scattered a terrifying golden light.

Above the monk's head, a more solid and powerful Buddha's light suddenly emerged.

"I suppressed him in every possible way, even consuming my foundation and longevity, but I still couldn't withstand the mighty momentum and achieved the late stage of Daluo Golden Immortal."

"I'm done with the clouds!"

The voice coming out of his mouth was filled with a lifeless and hollow sound. The young monk's appearance instantly aged countless times, and wrinkles appeared on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pain appeared on the suddenly aged face, the monk opened his eyes, and the black pupils were full of despair...

(End of this chapter)