Need for Evildo Expert

Chapter 991

It's simple...

Everyone is dumbfounded, it's easy for you to say, but it's not easy to do!

Laojun has stayed in this realm for 15 years, but he was only a small step away, but he still couldn't make it out.

If you step out, you are a master. If you don't step out, you will only have the name of a master, but not the realm of a master.

This is also what Junhui has always been brooding about.

He is known as a master of both calligraphy and painting. There is no problem with calligraphy, and it is already at the peak level. It is this painter who is always a little behind.

Although others didn't say anything, he himself felt that the name was not worthy of the name.

If you don't elevate this painting art to the level of a master, how can you call yourself a master of calligraphy and painting?

Junhui looked confused, and Lu Daoyuan was also very confused, not knowing what he meant by saying yes.

Calligraphers and painters want to make breakthroughs, which is different from breakthroughs in practice. At least one can say that in Xiuxin, while the skills in calligraphy and painting are mature, that is, in the state of mind.

Mood is a mysterious thing. A thousand people have a thousand moods. If you are like this, his may not match.

For example, Li Qingyi, if you tell him about your state of mind, he may jump up and fight with you!

Therefore, even though it is a thin line, if you want to break through, if you don't have a chance, it will be extremely difficult.

Bai Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and said, "Bring a pen..."

Bring a pen?Everyone was stunned. Is this guy going to paint on the spot and let Master Junhui observe the broken mirror?

But this... may not be suitable, if it is so simple, Master Lu has so many paintings, Master Junhui would not miss seeing them, wouldn't he have made a breakthrough?
Lu Daoyuan shouted, "Bring a pen..."

Within a few minutes, a pen, ink, paper and inkstone were presented.

Respectfully put it aside on the table.

Lu Daoyuan came over and stretched out his hand, and said, "Brother Wei, I will study ink for you!"

Everyone was shocked, Master Lu must have held this kid too high.

But Jun Hui bowed deeply to the two of them and said, "If the old man can't break the mirror today, I really feel ashamed of my love for you two..."

Bai Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Calm down!"

Mr. Junhui collected his mind, and a calm expression appeared on his face after a while.

Bai Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Mr. Junhui, can I write an inscription on your painting?"

The crowd around the audience were stunned, writing inscriptions on Mr. Junhui's works, don't you know that Mr. Junhui is known as a master of both calligraphy and painting, and calligraphy is even better than painting skills.

You want to say that you can draw another picture, but you also write inscriptions for people?Are you really qualified for this?

At this time, Junhui's heart was as still as water. Although this painting was a masterpiece, it did not break through that realm after all.

What's wrong with asking people to inscribe?
Besides, even if it is a painting of a master's level, Brother Wei must have a good calligraphy attainment.

As long as it's not too bad, it can be regarded as worthy of this painting!
Mr. Junhui said indifferently: "Brother Wei, please!"

Bai Xiaochuan nodded, grabbing the dizzy brush with one hand, looking at Mr. Junhui's painting, without moving for a long time.

People around are wondering what this guy is doing?
Then Bai Xiaochuan closed his eyes.

Many people showed teasing expressions on their faces and closed their eyes... This is pretending to be aggressive!

A guy in his twenties, even if he has a certain standard, may not be able to reach a high level. After all, although talent in these things is important, accumulation is more important. If you don't have ten or eight years of skills, you are ashamed to say that you know how to paint.

Even if he started from the mother's womb, it is only more than 20 years of accumulation. How old are Lu Daoyuan and Jun Hui?It's not a size at all.

Instead, Lu Daoyuan and Jun Hui glanced at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Bai Xiaochuan seems to be a bit on the rise. Once this calligraphy and painting has become a momentum, it will be out of control immediately. Whether it is writing or painting, it will be done in one go, and most of the works that come out will be excellent.

It's just that the people around have shallow knowledge and don't understand the power of others at all.

Li Qingyi said coldly: "Pretending to be..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Xiaochuan opened his eyes suddenly, and a momentum suddenly rose from his whole body, which suddenly spread around. Although he didn't have the aggressive momentum of a practitioner, but the literary spirit was naturally revealed on his body, giving people a sense of arrogance , The feeling of being unattainable makes people involuntarily have a feeling of wanting to worship.

Lu Daoyuan and Jun Hui glanced at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

This aura method has been brewing for thousands of years, and it actually has a strong influence on masters like them.

Lu Daoyuan studied ink silently. At first he just wanted to elevate Bai Xiaochuan, but now it seems that there is no need at all. Judging from his aura, his accomplishments in calligraphy and painting are by no means inferior to his own, or even surpassed. He doesn't have the aura of standing upright like him.

The brush in Bai Xiaochuan's hand suddenly dipped in thick ink in the inkstone, and he picked up the brush to write on the painting.

Everyone couldn't help but "ah", the nib had absorbed too much ink, and if you were not careful when applying ink, it would be easy to smudge and turn it into a masterpiece, ruining this excellent work.

But who knows which drop of thick ink seems to be seized by momentum, although it is swirling on the tip of the nose, it dare not fall.

Bai Xiaochuan swung the brush suddenly, and a natural momentum rose suddenly.

I saw him splashing ink with a brush, and the pen was like a snake.

Mr. Junhui, who was watching from the side, couldn't help shouting "Yes!"
In the blank space on the upper right of the lotus picture, two lines of handwriting are left in an instant. These two lines of writing are written with iron bones, opening and closing. Although it is against the way of a gentleman of the lotus flower, it expresses the iron bones of the lotus flower character. .

Mr. Junhui couldn't help but read: "Out of the silt but not stained, clean and clear but not demon..."

After reading the two sentences, Mr. Junhui couldn't help but startled, and then he began to lose his mind.

He muttered these two sentences in disbelief, and it took a long time for Mr. Junhui to accept Bai Xiaochuan: "Brother Wei, who knows me..."

These two sentences clearly refer to the lotus flower, but they actually praise him for his upright conduct.

Can Mr. Junhui be grateful?

Only Bai Xiaochuan was in a state of bewilderment, and I just wrote a few sentences casually, why are you so thick-skinned and jumping up in a daze?
Dude, this is to tell you that there is too much blank space in your painting, what are you doing!
However, Mr. Junhui's eyes were shining, and his body seemed to be raised a bit, he couldn't help laughing "hehe" and said: "I understand, I understand...a gentleman's strength of character is exactly where my aura lies, go back and hone it One time, at most three months, it must be sudden!"

"You understand your uncle!" Bai Xiaochuan almost scolded, this old man is also an expert in brain supplementation!
But it’s harmless, as long as the effect arrives!
Lu Daoyuan asked in surprise: "I didn't expect Brother Wei to be so proficient in calligraphy, and he has already reached the level of a master. It really makes us ashamed..."

Junhui laughed and said, "This calligraphy painting, the old man is not respectful..."

As he said that, he had already stepped forward to take down his lotus picture, and looked at the handwriting on it repeatedly, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it...

(End of this chapter)