Without a heroic spirit, I can only end it myself.

[You have admired the name of Cai Lang Painting Studio for a long time, so you wrote back a letter and set off for it. 】

[Because you were walking in the deserted ridge and hiding your figure, you were not noticed by the officers and soldiers along the way. 】

[In the year 1339 of the Meng calendar, it was the eleventh day of the apricot month. 】

[After traveling for three months, you finally arrive in Kaizhou. This place is a land of fish and water. It’s spring, flowers are blooming, and there are a lot of tourists and merchants. 】

[You and the fox girl went on a spring outing and rested for half a month before arriving at Cai Lang Painting Studio. 】

[You no longer hide your figure, and in the name of holding a sword as a painter, you draw a greeting card and hand it to the doorman. 】

[After a while, deep in the painting studio, a black dragon took off, followed by ink clouds, and landed in front of the door, turning into a scroll. 】

[The scroll unfolded, and a painter walked out of it, smiling and saluting. 】

[I have read your paintings before, and even though I have never met you, I admire your name. Now that I have seen you, I am overjoyed. 】

[You are invited to come in. 】

Jiang He was standing in front of the colorful painting studio when he suddenly heard the roar of a dragon.

Looking from a distance, there was an ink-colored divine dragon rising into the sky, sprinkling black ink in the air, forming a dark cloud and mist, lingering around him.

The ink-colored divine dragon flew across the sky, circled a few times, and landed in front of the painting studio with great power.

Just as he was about to land, he jumped into a canvas that appeared out of thin air.

After an instant, it turned into a black ink dragon on the canvas. It swam in the painting for a few seconds, and even blinked at Ega before freezing.

at the same time.

On the lower right side of the canvas, a human figure that seemed to be formed by the gathering of ink droplets actually shook his head, turned around, and stepped from the painting into reality.

In the end, he turned into an old man with a white beard and smiled.

"Old Yan Qingliang has met Xiaoyou Ning."

Is this the painting method inherited by Cai Lang Painting Studio?

Jiang He's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He had long heard that Yan Qingliang, the owner of Cai Lang Painting Studio and a master of painting, once painted a dragon in the sea, and with a touch of his brush, he made the ink dragon come true and fly away in the sky.

I saw it today, and this wonderful painting method is even more magical than I imagined!

Jiang He felt something in his heart——

The wonderful method of painting comes true when you put pen to paper.

The painting method inherited by Cai Lang Painting Studio may be a magical method that is unique to the painter.

"This Cailang Painting Studio is really in the right place."

Jiang He is increasingly looking forward to Danqing's method.

After chatting with Yan Qingliang for a moment, he quickly accepted the invitation and followed him into the Cai Lang Painting Studio.

From the outside, Cai Lang Painting Studio looks interesting even though it uses various colors. It is not a majestic and special building in itself.

But when Ega stepped inside, he was immediately attracted by the interior scenery.

But I saw that the Cailang Painting Studio was more like a super-large gallery than a house, connected by corridors and bridges.

Various paintings are hung on both sides of the covered bridge.

Each one is extremely exquisite and is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, which is dizzying for the eyes.

Even when Jiang He walked across a covered bridge, he saw a young man standing in front of a painting, seemingly admiring it.

He was about to say hello to the young man.

Unexpectedly, the other party glanced back, smiled shyly, turned back and walked into another painting, freezing and becoming the person in the painting.

A painting, a bridge, a person.

It forms the bizarre world of Guanglu.

"Many of our ancestors in the studio were not born here, but they grew up here and died here."

"They have been immersed in paintings all their lives and returned to paintings after death, leaving behind their own painted bridges here."

"There are some wonderful paintings among them."

"Little friend Ning, if you are willing, you can leave a painted bridge here for you in the future."

Yan Qingliang smiled and spoke.

“Every ancestor who saw Cai Lang Painting Studio for the first time felt something in their heart and left a painting to commemorate it.”

"Little friend Ning, do you want to give it a try?"

This is a test to see if you have real skills.

Jiang He readily agreed.

"Here comes the pen!"

[You accept Yan Qingliang’s invitation and paint a colorful picture. 】

[The painting is so exquisite that when looking at it, it seems as if it is immersed in many painted bridges, making it difficult to break free. It is captivating. 】

[Yan Qingliang praised it, saying that your painting skills have reached the pinnacle of combining virtuality and reality, and the overlapping of several layers makes it more real than reality. 】

[If you learn the wonderful method of Danqing, you will be like a tiger with added wings and reach a higher level. 】

[You accepted it calmly and invited Yan Qingliang to sit down and discuss Taoist painting techniques. 】

[Skills are like giant things. You and Yan Qingliang each hold their own. Regardless of whether you are equal or not, you both feel that you have gained a lot. 】

[After a long talk, Yan Qing was convinced by his conscience, so he led you to a colorful place, where he passed on the painting and taught it to you. 】

[You have learned the art of painting, which is your destiny: when painting, use your pen to activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nourish your body, and enhance your strength... The stronger your painting skills, the stronger the effect. 】

[You have learned the magical art of painting, which is a wonderful method of painting: when painting, you can pour your strength into the painting to make the painting tainted with all kinds of magic; you can also paint out of thin air to temporarily create some strange phenomena... The stronger the painting skill, the stronger the effect. 】

The inheritance is in hand!

Ega brushed his fingers over the words.

A natal skill passed down by a painter, a technique with all kinds of wonderful techniques.

The two are combined with each other, plus Zhou Muli, who has practiced painting skills for nearly two hundred years.

Now he has truly completed his job change and can call himself a painter.

"It's not easy..."

Jiang He sighed with emotion and was also very happy.

Perhaps the profession of painter is not as simple and crude as the way of swordsmanship - no matter how wonderful your skills are, I will kill them all with one sword.

But in terms of its own overall strength, it is an extremely beneficial complement.

the most important is……

This kind of job change does not mean that the kendo profession has disappeared or that its strength has become weaker.

On the contrary, his past experience in kendo can be transferred to painting to a certain extent, thus making a direct connection!

For example, the magic of painting——

Ordinary painters, because they have been immersed in painting skills all their lives, may just draw one or two soldiers or some mythical beasts out of thin air when they are in danger.

Generally speaking, it only has its form, but its spirit is rare.

Jiang He is different.

He can use his fingers as a pen and his pen as a sword. The sword energy he can draw at will all possess the true sword intention, and the power increases suddenly!

"Double skill in painting and swordsmanship, this is the true meaning..."

When you first change jobs and learn new skills, this is the time when you grow most rapidly.

Jiang He was directly immersed in Cai Lang Painting Studio, almost without thinking about food and drinks, and kept drawing sketch after sketch.

Accompanying his movements.

There are colorful butterflies flying out, and beasts roaring and swooping...

From false to true, from virtual to real.

During this process, all the Tao power he had gained from practicing the Yongle Tao Sutra in the past two years was washed away and transformed into a power more suitable for painting.

The proficiency of the two major techniques is also soaring rapidly.

However, Jiang He was immersed in the painting and forgot some things.

Until one day...

[Eat when you are hungry, sleep when you are tired, draw when you wake up, day and night. 】

[Three months have passed in the blink of an eye, and you have made rapid progress, and your mastery of the painting method has become more and more sophisticated. 】

[However, outside Cai Lang Painting Studio, the fox girl has been waiting for March for a long time, but has not heard from you. She also recalls your words in the past that if you can't get in and out for a long time, you can come into the studio to save you. 】

[The fox girl then broke into the painting studio at night, looking for you. The painter in the studio thought she was being attacked, so she started fighting. 】

[The ink dragon falls and the fairy dies. 】

[You were alerted, went out to check, and suddenly stopped. 】

[When the fox girl saw your figure, she stopped and threw herself into your arms, crying with relief. 】

[The painter in the workshop stopped after seeing this, and only after your explanation did he know the reason. 】

Jiang He brushed his fingers over the words, looking slightly embarrassed.

This wave is my own fault——

Although he believed that Cai Lang Painting Workshop would not trick him into catching him and give him to Emperor Meng just for the sake of a wanted document.

But after all, I have never been masked before, and I don’t know people, faces, and hearts.

To prevent accidents, before entering Cai Lang Painting Studio, Jiang He specifically told Ruan Xiangyu that he would come out regularly after entering Cai Lang Painting Studio.

If he doesn't come out for a long time, there might be an accident and she can go in and save him.

It was okay at first.

Jiang He made an excuse to go out, found Ruan Xiangyu, said he was safe, and told her not to worry anymore.

As a result, after I started learning the Danqing method, I accidentally became immersed in it.

For three whole months, I didn't go out once.

Ruan Xiangyu didn't pay much attention at first. After all, the young master said that Cai Lang Painting Workshop was safe and there was no need to worry.

but……

As time passed, three full months passed.

In Kaizhou, flowers are blooming from spring to midsummer, but the young master still has no news at all.

Naturally, she began to worry and thought of various possibilities.

In the end, he chose to break into Cai Lang Painting Studio, even if he exposed himself as a white fox, he still had to rescue the young master imprisoned by the painting studio...

"This wave is mine. I am too focused on practicing."

Jiang He scratched his head.

Speaking of which, the little white fox in this period has really good fighting power.

When he was in a state of shock, he actually beat Yan Qingliang under pressure, and even Molong collapsed due to the beating. It was really shocking.

Even though Yan Qingliang has been immersed in painting for many years and possesses extremely high levels of power, he does not have the corresponding combat power.

It is also enough to prove the strength of the white fox.

However, she has this power.

But in just twenty years, it weakened to the point where it was no longer human.

"There are only more than twenty years left before Xiangyu declines and is on the verge of death..."

"You have to make plans early."

Jiang He pondered how to solve the problem of Ruan Xiangyu's decline.

On the pages of the book, new words evolved.

[After your explanation, Yan Qingliang smiled in relief and did not pursue the matter of the fox girl breaking into the painting studio at night and breaking the ink dragon. 】

[On the contrary, I secretly advise you to cherish your time and don’t regret it when you are old. 】

[There was a lot of regret during the conversation, which was both exhortation and memory. 】

[The fox girl seemed shy and disappeared. 】

[You stand in Cai Lang and look at the chaotic scene. You know that Kaizhou is prosperous and there are many people. Even though it is late at night, there are still doormen and watchmen who may leak things. 】

[Once word reaches the court, Emperor Meng will go crazy knowing that the white fox appears. 】

【Then it was decided...】

[A: Stay in Cai Lang, B: Say goodbye and leave, C: Intervene personally. 】

Jiang He glanced at the text.

Make the decision without hesitation.

【Say goodbye and leave】

He has already learned the art of painting, and now that his whereabouts may be exposed, there is no need to continue to forcefully stay in Cai Lang Painting Studio, leaving only flaws.

Travel thousands of miles and draw a map of the world.

This is the path of painting chosen by Jiang He.

Thanks to [Bolshevik] for being the leader!

If you want to add more updates, I will be a little behind for a day or two... The plot of the dungeon is relatively simple to begin with, and the background of Shengshi + the painter is not easy to write. Each chapter is written slowly, deleting, deleting, and writing. The recent updates are also a bit late. .

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