Legend of Ling Tian: God’s Pen

　　 Before Ling Tian came to the case, he leaned slightly, looked at the unfinished painting, sighed slightly, and said: "All external painting techniques, the girl is already perfect, no need to ask for further progress. ."

　　"External painting skills?" The woman was horrified, and stood up and said: "Is there any connotative skills? Please give me some advice." Next to him, the beautiful woman looked at Ling Tian with her eyes. The eyes flashed with brilliance.

　　 Finally it's my turn to plagiarize and fool others! Fifteen years, not easy! Ling Tian felt a little excited. On the face, he said calmly, "The painting technique is like a mountain, and the painting is like a sea. The mountain can reach the top, and the sea is endless. The girl's painting technique is already a mountain, but this painting is like, ha ha ha... "Ling Tian chuckled slightly.

　　 There was a flash of brilliance in the woman's eyes, and she seemed very happy. The voice is also more polite: "Please give me some advice, please." I have never heard of the painting, but today I heard the young man suddenly mention it, obviously there is no heaven. The woman had been studying painting for many years. Hearing Ling Tian's words at this moment, she suddenly realized that a new world appeared before her eyes, but it was hazy and could not be touched. It seems that one finger can be broken, but it always lacks the power of that finger.

　　 Ling Tian stretched out a hand and said, "Girl, please look." The woman looked around and saw the willow branches fluttering and the green water slightly wrinkled. She felt that it was different from just now.

　　 Seeing her puzzled eyes, Ling Tian couldn't help but smile, and said: "The girl looks at the painting in front of you again, is there any difference between the scene in front of you?"

　　 The woman did not look down at the painting this time, looked at Ling Tian, ​​and said, "Yes, the scene in my painting and the scene in front of me are similar in shape, but they are far apart."

　　 Ling Tianhehe laughed and said, "This is the problem."

　　 said with one hand the pen that the woman had not put in her hand, the woman wisely let go of the jade case.

　　 Ling Tian stood up, with one hand behind his back, the other holding a pen, his body bends forward slightly, the pen is flying, and in an instant, a few willows dancing with the wind are already on the paper. When I closed the pen, Wei Wei, and when I looked at the painting, even the fish in the water were refreshed, as if they could jump out of the painting at any time.

　　 In an instant, this ordinary painting seemed to have been given a soul suddenly, and it suddenly came to life.

　　 All four of them watched, but they didn't find any mystery at all. I just feel that his paintings are no different from his own, just a little faster, but why are the paintings so different?

　　 Ling Tian gently put the pen and inkstone, raised his head and smiled: "I'm showing my ugliness."

　　 All four of them are shocked! The look in Ling Tian's eyes seemed to see a monster, and the eyes of the two girls were full of fanaticism and worship. The eyes of the two elderly women are also a little more respectful.

　　 Few pens, and in an instant, it was able to turn the mundane into a masterpiece, and there is such a person in the world!

　　Why have you never heard of such a shocking painting technique before? People with such painting skills should have been well-known for a long time, but the boy in front of him has never heard of it!

　　 The girl who made the painting gave a deep salute and said in admiration: "The young man is so talented, the young woman admires it very much! Just a few strokes, but there is a finishing touch. The young woman has been painting for several years, and has never seen such a young man. Such a superb painting skill. It is amazing. I wonder if the son can...". At this point, suddenly his eyes darkened. Obviously thinking that the other party is obviously a prince, how can he be a teacher as the other party? The words that wanted to apprentice suddenly reached the lips and swallowed back.

　　 Ling Tian could of course hear what she meant, but calmly, pointing to the paintings on a few pages, and saying: "If the girl doesn't like to talk too much in the next, then I will be absurd."

　　 Both women's eyes lit up suddenly and looked at him in surprise.

　　 Ling Tian gave a false finger and said, "Please look at the two girls. Here, the willows help the wind, and the clear water is blowing. The reason why this scene is intoxicating is only because the wind blows. This is not the style of painting willow, but the dynamics of painting willows, clouds, and water waves are all based on the artistic conception of wind."

　　 "Willow branches from the west to the east, this is not the style of painting willows!" The young girl muttered these two sentences in a low voice, as if she had understood something, her eyes brightened. I just feel that every word the other party says has a meaning different from the ordinary, which can bring new shocks to myself. I can't help thinking: If you have this person as a teacher, you will be lucky in your life! Unfortunately, the other party is a prince. It seems that this idea can only be deeply buried in my heart~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Tian is instructive, and continues: "The so-called splashing ink is not afraid of simplicity, and meticulous brushwork is not tired of complicated, that's why..."

　　The painting girl couldn't help asking: "My son, what is splash ink? What is fine brushwork?"

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　　 Ling Tian couldn't help being taken aback. Only then did I realize that I was so proud of what I was talking about. I even forgot that there is no traditional Chinese painting in this era.

　　 In desperation, he said: "Knowing high will result in weak writing, while high intention will reduce the strokes. The painter is interested in writing first, and there is also writing wherever you don’t. This means that the writing is not perfect but the stroke is thoughtful. Before you paint, you should not It’s better to be eager to start the brush. The so-called brush has not moved, and there is a picture in your chest. Naturally, the brush is like a god." Feeling unable to explain, I had to pull a paragraph and divert the attention of these women to one side, barely covering the past. .

　　 The girl was full of admiration, and praised: "The words of the son, the true meaning of the painting in a single word, are thought-provoking, like a twilight drum in the morning, to the ice... uh... to the little girl, Straight as a divine enlightenment. It opened the eyes of the little girl and benefited a lot. Please be respected by the little girl!" As he said, he bent down deeply.

　　 Ling Tian noticed that when she was speaking, she paused, "To the ice...er...to the little girl", this sentence is very problematic! It was expected that the word "ice" and the word she hadn't spoken were her name.

　　 Ling Tian smiled, and said: "The girl is not welcome, she also has feelings below. It is rare to see a girl like this in a painting, so I can't help but say a few more words, girl."

　　The woman smiled and said: "The son is too modest. The little girl can only admire and appreciate the son."