Legend of Ling Tian Chapter 56: Send to your door

"Hey, you have no scene in your heart. How can you talk about painting a scene? If everyone who paints bamboo has no idea, it is difficult to draw bamboo on paper! Yan'er, you are ice and snow, smart, so simple, how can you get confused As for the so-called complete painting..." Ling Tian said in deep thought: "It refers to the complete combination of painting technique, painting intention, painting spirit, painting style, and painting bones, and then a complete painting! You have the painting skills and the painting intentions. I have already understood it a little bit, and you are just beginning to paint gods, so you sometimes have gods in your paintings, but most of them are still godless. The so-called painting gods are the essence of a painting, a good painting. Artistic conception is not enough. It must be full of spirit and soul! The so-called style of painting is the style of a painting. The style must be consistent from beginning to end. You can’t draw grass in this style. The painting of green leaves has changed to another style! In the eyes of experts, it appears chaotic, which infers that the painter is not strong in mind and is easy to be attracted by foreign objects; the so-called painting bone, in layman's terms, is just a picture The realism of painting, painting a flower, must be able to attract bees and butterflies; painting a girl, must be able to arouse a man's heart...cough, cough, in short, that's it."

Later, Ling Tian almost choked himself to death with his last sentence. What did these words say? It's nothing to put it into the 21st century, but it is very wrong to say it in this era. Especially the last sentence is even more inappropriate.

Sure enough, the two women were blushing for a moment, and they snorted, but the expected Jade Bingyan's pink fist show legs did not hit the upper body; they just thought for a while and said: "Then how can I reach that state? ?"

Ling Tian smiled secretly in his heart, and said: "That state has already reached the extremely high and deep state of painting. According to your current level, you can only say that you have some spirit at best! Speaking of achieving it, alas! How easy it is! "Seeing the extremely disappointed expression in Yu Bingyan's eyes, Ling Tian changed his words in time: "However, if you really want to reach that state, it's not impossible! Although there are difficulties, there is a master teacher like me. Here, hehe, the problem is not too big. You have already stepped into this situation without seeing Chener's painting skills! Not thanks to my training!"

Ling Tian's remarks were fudges, but not all fudges. The reason for making such a lot of foreshadowing was just to make Yu Bingyan enter the martial arts as an advance test. Ling Tian learned from Xue Leng that Yu Bingyan was not only terminally ill. In addition, he was in a contract between the Jade Family and the Jiazi Family of Tianfengzhishuidi, so this thought came to mind. The reason is not stated clearly. It is because the path from painting to martial arts is extremely vague, even in Ling Tian's heart, he is actually not very sure. Yu Bingyan was too disappointed by the time, so Ling Tian adopted this slightly more tactful method!

In the case of Yu Bingyan's system, if we can't be creative in martial arts, we can find another way. It is almost certain that the battle of Jiazi in three years will inevitably be defeated! This result was unacceptable to Ling Tian! And this matter is related to the thousand-year reputation of the two big families, and it is bound to be irreplaceable. Therefore, before Ling Tian has thought of another way, he had to do so.

Yu Bingyan suddenly refreshed. He hugged Ling Tian's arm and shook his coquettishly: "I said that my sister Yingchen's painting skills are so exquisite. It turns out that she has reached such a level. Brother, then you teach me. I want to achieve that level. Ah."

Ling Tianzheng said: "Yan'er, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but this road. Before success, it will be extremely boring. Talent and understanding are indispensable. Chen'er has spent nearly ten years. You, I really worry that you won’t be able to endure this hard work."

Yu Bingyan bit her upper lip and resolutely said: "I will definitely be able to do it! If I can't do it, I'll... I'll..." After talking for a long time, I didn't say anything. What came out of it made her face flushed and flushed.

"If you can't do it, you'll marry the son-in-law and be your wife; if you can't, you'll marry the son-in-law and be your wife." Wee chuckle, jokingly.

"Sister Wee Chen. You also come to make fun of others..." Yu Bingyan was immediately embarrassed. Suddenly jumped up and twisted with the early morning. The two women laughed for a long time. Cai Xiang stopped sweating. All are chaotic. The star eyes were blurred. Such beautiful scenery is really fascinating.

"Quickly talk about your method. I want to hear how difficult it can be!" Yu Bingyan urged.

Ling Tian looked at her with a smile. Add another tight band to her. There came a rush to catch up: "If you practice until later, you will be bitter and bitter. It will be embarrassing to cry and do not want to practice. It would be very embarrassing. Or don't you? You can't do it after hearing it. Even Chen'er will laugh at you!"

Yu Bingyan was a little angry. Stubbornly said: "Brother Tian, ​​you look down upon others too much. Our Yu family. I have never left someone halfway through!"

"Okay!" Ling Tian stood up. "That starts today. Start the first stage of training. Draw three spiritually painted pictures every morning. You must pass my or Chenerdi assessment. If you fail. I'm sorry. Go back and redraw! Every afternoon to night. Cover your eyes with a black cloth. Paint the three paintings in the morning again. When do I think the first stage has passed. I can proceed to the second stage."

Yu Bingyan took a sigh of relief: "Three paintings with spirits?! You have to repaint if you fail!? Blindfolded in the afternoon? Do you want to buy human lives?! Who can do this? Arrived!"

"Are you afraid?" Ling Tian said thoughtfully: "Don't worry if you are afraid. Chener did it at the beginning, and I am very satisfied with the completion."

"Who's afraid? Since Sister Wee Chen can do it, I will definitely be able to do it" Yu Bingyan widened her eyes.

"Okay! Since I'm not afraid, then start from today; in the early morning, I will be responsible for supervision and acceptance, and use the original method. If one day fails to complete the task, let Yan'er say how to punish her, absolutely not tolerate it!" Ling Tian The final conclusion!

In this way, Yu Bingyan will be able to lay a solid foundation for drawing into the martial arts under her own constant reminders in the near future, and will arrange the wee morning to her side logically to protect her at any time Safety. It really kills two birds with one stone.

The two women agreed at the same time and smiled at each other. Wee Chen certainly understood Ling Tian's meaning, and her smile was a little weird. Ling Tian glared at her fiercely, coughed twice, and found that there was nothing to do, so he lay down on the bamboo chair again. Suddenly he straightened up again: "Yan'er, you are now in the introductory stage, so remember one thing. In the morning, you must paint with your heart; and in the afternoon, you must paint with your intentions. When you reach the state of intentional but unintentional, it is you. Dao painting is a small one! Among these words that are intentional and unintentional, you can slowly realize it from your family's martial arts. The world and all things reach the extreme, and all come to the same destination. You have to remember it. !"

Yu Bingyan already knew. Ling Tian is an unborn master of martial arts, of course he dare not neglect Ling Tiandi's words. Muttered in his mouth: "Will you have the heart or not? With the heart but not..." I felt that I was lost in thought.

A pretty-looking maid walked quickly: "My son, madam, please go to the lobby."

Ling Tian sat up: "What's the matter?"

"Nangong Tianlong, the Patriarch of the Nangong family, came personally and asked to see the son by name." The maid said timidly.

"Oh," when he heard this, Ling Tian's body, which had been sitting up, immediately lay down, "Nangong Tianlong asked to see me by name? Does it give me face?! A joke! He wants to see me. Then I Doesn’t he have to let him see? When did the Nangong family have such a big floor?"

The maid was in a daze. As Nangong Tianlong, let alone come to Chengtian in secret, she actually visited the Ling's house in person and said "please see" her son. It really gave the Ling family great ground! This eldest son in his own family has no mercy!

"You go and tell Patriarch Nangong, just say that I'll wait for him here, and ask him to move forward for a while." Ling Tian said lazily. It's here, haha, don't knock on such bamboo sticks, don't knock on white!

The maid hesitated, but did not leave, whispered: "But the lady said..."

Ling Tian glared: "Go!"

At this moment, Chu Ting'er in the front hall is even more confused by Monk Zhang Er, and the Patriarch of the Nangong family, one of the eight largest families in the world, actually visited in person! And after seeing herself, her words turned out to be doubly polite, which almost made Chu Ting'er feel a little flattered. However, Chu Ting'er, the goddess of wealth, is not an ordinary woman. She is a big person who is used to seeing big winds and waves. She calmly accompanies Nangong Tianlong to say a few words, and looks at the door from time to time. Why isn't the little **** coming?

The conversation between the two is endless, tasteless, and nutritious; both of them can see that the other is very impatient, but they have to continue to talk like this because of their faces. Even Nangong Tianlong felt extremely depressed. It is a secret to come to Chengtian. Visiting Ling Tian is even more a secret in the secret, how can I know that the people of the Ling family don't even have this consciousness at all! Just waiting on the side of the maid and servants is as many as seven or eight. And so far I haven't seen the master! With such a mixed population, how can we ensure that the news is not leaked?

Finally, the pretty maid who had reported the letter hurried in. "What about the son? How could it be too late?" Chu Ting'er asked slightly angrily when she saw that she was the only one coming.

The maid whispered: "The son said~IndoMTL.com~The son said..." Looking at the color of Chu Ting'er, she didn't dare to say it.

But I don’t understand. Is it bad for you to review books? Why must some people rise to personal attacks? Even to the eighth generation of ancestors?

I don’t want to be sorry for my brother, so starting from today, I will read the book reviews, and Fengling will reply to every comment from the brothers who actually read the book and ask questions; because that’s the hard work of my brother. Ling will never ignore it! ! However, Fengling will delete the banned comments when it involves personal attacks! I really don't want to do this, but I'm really depressed these days. Please forgive, Feng Ling hasn't exercised to the realm of being truly pampered and insulted. Two updates are over today. Today I really can’t make a word, and I feel like crying; why I’m sincere, but in exchange for verbal abuse?

I just want my brothers to be happy reading books and vent their depression in reality; and Fengling can also make some pocket money and maintain a living. that is it.

May my brothers have fun reading! Three shifts tomorrow, early, noon and late. The update is completed before 2 o'clock in the evening, it will not delay the rest of the brothers. Uh, I forgot to explain, this chapter has three thousand two hundred words, and these last do not occupy subscription. No wonder brothers. >