Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 51 Banqiao Bamboo and Beihong Horse

Dragging the clouds and breaking the rain to the sky, Dan Tuxia and the lightsaber spit the rainbow!
I don't know when, the sky is getting late, the wind is gradually subsiding, and the rays of the sun forcefully push away the clouds, pouring down the world.

On the pasture, the Robber Lima walked slowly, bathed in the sunset glow, and the brown and black body of the horse was slightly flooded, reflecting the color, like a divine horse in the sky falling into the mortal world.

The aura of heaven and earth, the power of the mind, and the curling sword energy...

Gradually, Yu Anle lingered around her body for a week and dissipated gently.

On the desk case, An Le completed the deliberation and carving of the horseshoe. The horseshoe seems simple and only needs a few strokes to outline, but An Le took a long time to draw it.

The horseshoe is as difficult to describe as a woman's high heels, because the horseshoe is the gathering place of a horse's strength and center of gravity, and is the key to the flexibility of movement and movement, so it is very important to carefully craft and grasp the proportion.

As for the horse's tail and mane, it is brushed with a dry brush, and the combination of dry and wet is very natural, making the horse seem to stand out from the paper.

A painting startled the wind in the garden!
Fourth Master Lin stood aside, with endless joy in his eyes.

He never thought that An Le could give him such unexpected joy, the level of horse painting was as high as his ink bamboo painting.

What surprised Lin Siye even more was that ink and wash can draw bamboo as well as horses!

Not only freehand, but also realistic!
Compared with the meticulous painting of horses, it is not bad at all, and even vividly expresses the wild, unruly, free, and unruly demeanor of Robbery!

"Just this one painting, the name of everyone is worthy of the name!"

"This painting is [-]% and it goes straight to the ninth grade. It is called the eighth grade god refining picture, which is comparable to the eighth grade god refining magic weapon!"

Fourth master Lin was on the sidelines, full of praise.

He loves horses, and naturally he couldn't put it down in An Le's paintings.

An Le's mind was drawn away from the painting, feeling a little tired, and the boiling sword pond in the Niwan Palace gradually calmed down.

However, the painting is not over yet.

Anle picked up the pen and drank the ink, and after thinking for a while, he began to write the inscription in the blank space of the birth announcement:
"Humayuan is famous, with sharp edges and thin bones. The ears of the bamboo pole are sharp, and the wind enters the four hooves lightly. There is no space in the direction, and it can really support life and death. With Xiaoteng like this, you can travel thousands of miles."

As for the drawing style, Anle still writes in Banqiao style.

It is self-contained and well-proportioned. Although it is not carefully arranged, it is self-contained.

It seems to have the sharpness of a sword, a gentleman is proud!
Lin Siye was in a trance while reciting.

After the withdrawal was over, An Le thought for a while, solemnly picked up the pen, and re-signed the title with the three characters "Bei Hong Ma".

Take the demon-quenching precious jade from the waist, and stamp it with red mud dyed with the precious jade, and a special red seal will appear on the paper immediately.

An Le put down his pen, breathed a long sigh of relief, took a step back, and looked at the picture of galloping horses on the table, with a little joy on his face.

The improvement of his cultivation level made him more proficient in painting skills.

Incorporating my own ideas and borrowing the technique of the horse painter in the previous life, I completed this picture of galloping horses.

"Eight-Rank God Refining Map?"

At this moment, An Le recalled Fourth Master Lin's praise, his eyes flickered slightly.

The old man of the Taimiao once told him that some court painters paint with their minds, and the paintings they make can be seen as rejuvenating, which is like a magic weapon for refining the gods.

I never thought that today, he has reached such a level in Anle's paintings.

All of a sudden, the ink pool pinned to An Le's waist trembled slightly, exuding a suction force. On the picture of galloping horses, there seemed to be invisible implication and ink fragrance faintly coming out, being absorbed by the ink pool.

The ink pool is the sword of calligraphy and painting. Using calligraphy and painting to nourish the ink pool can improve the rank of the ink pool.

Today, I painted a picture of a galloping horse, using the picture of a galloping horse to fulfill Lin Siye's wish, and using the picture of a galloping horse to raise the ink pool, killing two birds with one stone.

An Le is in a good mood, and even feels that her mind has grown much stronger at this moment, and she is getting closer to the next realm of refinement.

A picture of a galloping horse, nourishing the sword also nourishes the mind!

"Fourth Master, you're making a fool of yourself."

Under the setting sun, An Le cupped her fists and bowed, with a smile on her lips.

Fourth Master Lin glanced at An Le, his handsome face was full of appreciation and gratitude, he knew that An Le must have done his best to paint this picture of galloping horses.

Xi Xiang was at the side, looking at the painting, I just felt that the horse seemed to run out of the paper, with a majestic and uncompromising spirit!
Mr. An's painting... is really amazing!

The charm and temperament of the fourth master stealing Lima are vividly displayed.

"As expected of Mr. An, there are ink bamboos in front and galloping horses in the back. The poems, calligraphy and paintings are all unique. On the ink bamboo map, the sentence "Let Er wind from east to west, north, south, and north", and the poem on the galloping horse map are really amazing."

"I just don't know what this 'sorrowful horse' means?"

Fourth Master Lin asked suspiciously.

An Le smiled: "The poems were written by some hermits who were born in my hometown. As for the inscription on the galloping horse picture, it is the same as the inscription on the bamboo. It is... a kind of feeling."

Feelings?Lin Siye couldn't help laughing thoughtfully.

Looking at the picture of galloping horses, the melancholy in his heart dissipated, and the freedom of galloping horses in the picture, after breaking free from the shackles, is fully displayed.

And why is it not the state of mind that Lin Silang yearns for?
How lucky to have this painting!

"The avenue of painting lies in the pursuit of nature." Lin Siye couldn't help but recall An Le's words before painting, and immediately got on the saddle and led the rein, which is equivalent to being in shackles and losing the sense of nature.

No wonder everyone in An took off the saddle and rope before drawing a horse.

Fourth Master Lin admired him immensely. Although An Le was very young, he was amazed and admired by his meticulous analysis and penetrating painting skills.

Fourth Master Lin could see that this painting of galloping horses incorporates the technique of An Le's sketch of knocking on the gate of the Lin Mansion.

No wonder the master of the Academy of Arts said that it can form a school of its own, and it really lives up to its name!

Fourth Master Lin's complexion suddenly became solemn, he raised his Confucian shirt, and bowed to An Le respectfully and solemnly.

"Thank you, everyone, for the galloping horse picture!"

"Lin Silang owes Mr. An a great favor. If you need anything in the future, Mr. An just asks. Lin Silang will do his best to help."

Fourth Master Lin made a solemn promise.

An Le heard the words, and hurriedly supported Fourth Master Lin: "Ms. Hua has a great kindness to me, and the Lin family has treated me well. This painting can relieve fourth master's worries, and Xiaosheng is happy in his heart. Fourth master doesn't need to do this."

Fourth Master Lin got up and didn't say much.

"I don't want to say too much. I will keep this kindness in my heart. My sister-in-law told me that you have received the Holy Mountain's Little Sacred Order, and you want to rush to the peak of the middle-earth genius and talk to the holy master."

"If you get the little holy order, you will be included in the little holy list. The ranking of the little holy list is all recorded in this booklet. You can go back and have a look."

"Every time there is a change in the ranking of the Little Saint Ranking, the guardian of the Second Mountain of the Holy Mountain will release the changed ranking, which will be transcribed and announced by the Academy of Arts."

"This is the latest ranking. You got the little holy order yesterday, and you are on the list today."

Fourth Master Lin took out a yellow booklet from his sleeve and handed it to An Le.

An Le immediately took it and flipped through it.

"No. [-] on the list of little saints: Zhao Xianyou, cultivation level: six realms of body training, five realms of god refining."

In the eyes, it is the number one in the Little Saint list.

"Who is Zhao Xianyou?"

Anle asked curiously.

Fourth Master Lin's eyes were on the galloping horse picture, and he could not stop admiring it. Hearing this, he casually replied: "The ninth prince of Da Zhao, and the second prince, Zhao Pei, is the second prince."

An Le took a breath, my lord.

Look down again.

"No. [-] on the list of little saints, Zhao Pei, cultivation level: five realms of body training, five realms of god refining."

"No. [-] on the list of minor saints, Qin Hua'an, cultivation level: five realms of body training, five realms of god refining."

"Fourth on the list of little saints, Ye Wenxi, cultivation level: five realms of body training, five realms of spiritual refinement."

……

"No. 18 on the list of little saints, Wang Qinhe, cultivation base: four realms of body training, three realms of refining gods."

"No. 19 on the list of little saints, Anle, cultivation base: second level of body training, second level of refining gods."

After reading it, An Le let out a sigh of relief, as expected, he was at the bottom without any suspense.

But it was within his expectation that he was at the bottom, after all, the time he had really been exposed to practice was really short, and being able to enter the list of minor saints was actually supported by some nobles, and luck was involved.

Before he entered the list, Xiaosheng's ranking was [-] in total.

There are extremely noble princes, and there are also descendants of generals like Ye Wenxi. It can be said that none of those who are confident in getting the Little Sage Order to enter the list of Little Sages is mediocre, even if they use family resources in exchange for the Little Sage Order. The talent is also unusual, and there is a gully in his heart.

If An Le wants to have a conversation with a holy master, he must be among the top three on the list of minor saints.

Ye Wenxi, a freelance girl, only ranked fourth, so one can imagine how difficult it would be to rank among the top three.

At least, with his current cultivation base, it might not be enough.

However, there was a smile on the corner of An Le's lips, the fighting spirit in his eyes was on fire, and the tiger hidden in his heart was also roaring.

Although he is still weak now.

But he is still practicing, and he has the fruit of Taoism, so he might not be able to come from behind!

Fourth Master Lin has been paying attention to An Le's demeanor. Seeing that the young man ranked last, but he has not suffered any blows. Instead, he has a calm demeanor, bright eyes, and strong fighting spirit. He can't help nodding his head in admiration.

An Le didn't stay in Lin's residence for a long time, won the little sage list, thanked Fourth Master Lin, and left Qingfengyuan.

Under the leadership of Xixiang, he left Lin's mansion.

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the world.

After crossing the stone tablet archway in Lin's mansion, Anle stepped onto the quiet street, and the bustling and noisy Lin'an at dusk suddenly spread across the scene.

He came to Yanchunli and made a pot of old wine as usual.

Carrying the old rice wine, he planned to go to Dingya Lane to buy beef, but he just left the alley.

At the entrance of Changjie, an extremely luxurious chariot slowly came from the turbulent crowd, the wheels rolled against the bluestone, making a soft noise, and stopped in front of Anle.

The setting sun reflects the oblique shadow.

The luxurious carriage and the figure of the young man carrying the wine were both drawn into long and narrow shadows.

The silk curtains on the windows of the carriages were lifted.

Young master Qin looked down on the young man who was holding the old rice wine.

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