The underworld signed in for a thousand years, reincarnated as an angry and crying empress

It is estimated that the painting god did not miss these things at the beginning.

In this way, one old and one young, earnestly study the way of painting.

Watching it with relish, I can't extricate myself.

dong dong dong...

"Li Heng! Can I go in?" After knocking on the door, Li Chenxi followed the window paper and looked into the room.

Ok?

Why are there two shadows?

One old and one young?

Study hard by candlelight?

The old man must be quite old, his waist is bent like a shrimp, he looks like a hunchback.

After knocking on the door, the shadow of the old man disappeared...

Not long after, Li Heng opened the door.

"Chenxi, I'm studying painting, why are you bothering me?"

"It's not bad to study painting!" Li Chenxi poked his head into the room and looked around, but he didn't see the shadow of the old man.

"Huh? I saw two shadows in the room just now. What about the old man?"

"Oh, that's a puppet, I'll put it away when you come..." Li Heng didn't want to tell about the God of Painting.

As a puppet, outsiders would not suspect anything.

"Oh..." Li Chenxi suddenly realized, "Why are you still a hunchback, puppet? You're not very good at refining..."

Li Heng said very casually: "I guess this puppet was a hero before he died..."

"Hero? What do you mean?" Li Chenxi was puzzled.

Li Heng rolled his eyes and said, "Haven't you heard of it? The country is so beautiful, it attracts countless heroes..."

"I seem to understand... and I don't seem to understand..." Li Chenxi shook his head helplessly, "You boy, you can't speak very politely... Could it be that you have studied painting too much?"

"Then...it must be..." Li Heng grinned, "Today I studied painting for a day, and my back hurts..."

If this is not polite, if you say it outright, won't you let Chenxi go away?

"Why are you here? You're not urging me to practice painting again..."

"You're quite smart, kid!" Li Chenxi took out a green fruit from the space ring.

The size of an apple, with mysterious lines on it.

"This fruit is for you, it will be good for you to understand the way of painting."

Li Heng stared at Guozi, his eyes lit up.

"The lines on this fruit form a mysterious pattern, which is quite mysterious..."

"Good eyesight!" Li Chenxi stuffed the fruit into the boy's hand, "This is the fruit of enlightenment! It was born in the spiritual land of painting, and it is very precious!"

This kind of fruit, even for her, got it by accident.

I can't use it myself, so I'm going to give it to Li Heng.

"Thank you." Li Heng smiled and put Wu Huaguo into the space ring.

Treasures, naturally there is no reason to have too many.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Hall of Hundred Paintings to study and improve the way of painting."

"Don't worry!"

Hearing this, Li Chenxi left satisfied.

Chapter 185 Green Bamboo Attic

The Hall of Hundred Paintings is a unique world.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it feels like a paradise.

In front of the majestic mountains, there is an open land.

There are exquisite attics built.

Counting down, there are as many as hundreds of them.

On the grass, two figures appeared.

One of them is an old man with a fairy spirit, with a three-foot-long writing brush pinned to his waist.

The other person was a child who looked to be six or seven years old.

Hou Tinghua glanced over hundreds of attics, with a look of admiration on his face.

"The Hall of Hundred Paintings was built by the Huayuan Pavilion after spending thousands of years."

"Every attic records a painter's lifelong research on painting."

"If you can understand it, you will benefit endlessly!"

It took thousands of years for Huayuan Pavilion to invite hundreds of painters to leave their artistic conception here.

The experience of each painter is invaluable to those who study painting.

Huayuan Pavilion attaches great importance to this place and will not let outsiders in easily.

Even if you join Huayuan Pavilion, you have to go through many tests before you can get a chance.

"The painting is indeed very strong!" Li Heng could feel that the painting's artistic conception was flowing on the attic.

It can be said that Huayuan Pavilion took great pains to create a treasured place for painters.

The last position of the hundred attics has a strong Dao Yun, which can be used to sign in.

Hou Tinghua said slowly: "This time, you can comprehend for ten days in the Hundred Paintings Hall. Once the ten days arrive, no matter how much you can comprehend, you must leave from here!"

"If you want to continue enlightening, you need to get a Baihua Token again!"

There are two ways for Li Heng to obtain another Hundred Painting Token.

The first is to participate in the exchange meeting again, but it will not be until three years later.

The second is to make a major contribution to Huayuan Pavilion.

Under normal circumstances, ten days is only enough to comprehend the experience of two or three painters.

After comprehending all these one hundred attics, one would have to obtain thirty or forty tokens, which would take hundreds of years.

"So that's the case." After Li Heng nodded, he raised his finger and pointed to the back of the Hundred Paintings Hall.

"Can I go around there first?"

"No way!" Hou Tinghua directly refused, "To understand the experience of painting, one must proceed step by step."

"Only in this way will it be easier to comprehend and not waste time."

"So, in order to help everyone quickly master the way of painting, here is a rule that you must complete the first painting pavilion before you can comprehend the second..."

Li Heng felt a little helpless after hearing this.

This rule is set, there are some pitfalls...

The sign-in location is at the end, and you can only walk through the attics in front.

In this way, you can only comprehend one by one.

If you can't complete the comprehension this time, you have to wait until you get the Hundred Paintings Token next time, and then sign in.

He doesn't want to waste too much time here.

"Can I go to enlightenment now?"

"Well, let's go."

In the first attic, there is a small bamboo forest in the courtyard with lush bamboo leaves.

A lifelike statue stands at the door.

"This is..." Li Heng asked.

Hou Tinghua pointed to the statue and introduced: "In order to commemorate the painter who left the artistic conception of the painting, we specially carved a statue and placed it at the door for future generations to admire."

"I see." Li Heng stepped into the courtyard and walked on the path paved with cobblestones.

He didn't use the Wu Huaguo immediately, but first tried the effect of the divine bone.

Hou Tinghua stood outside the yard, just looking at Li Heng from a distance.

"This courtyard is full of picturesque ideas. I don't know how Li Heng's painting skills are, and how many useful things he can appreciate here..."

In fact, the establishment of the entire courtyard is carefully designed.

Every building and layout has a purpose.

How much you can feel from it depends entirely on your talent in painting.

Some people have poor qualifications in painting, and after ten days of enlightenment, they don't gain much.

Some people have a strong talent for painting, and if they walk into the courtyard at will, they can find traces of the artistic conception of painting from the most subtle places.

Hou Tinghua also wanted to see what the qualifications of the Son of God were.

Li Heng walked into the yard, stepped on the cobblestones, squatted down slightly, and slid his right hand across a few cobblestones.

Then, he walked into the bamboo forest and lightly held on to a pillar.

After that, he passed by the courtyard and walked into the house.

Seeing this scene, Hou Tinghua was a little disappointed.

"Huh? Li Heng didn't stop on the cobblestone road, but just touched the cobblestones. Didn't he find that the way the cobblestones are arranged contains a kind of artistic conception?"

"The same goes for the bamboo forest, just skip a few bamboos if you touch them..."

"From this appearance, it seems that nothing has been found..."

"Could it be that it was carelessness?"

A few days ago, the paintings displayed in the exchange meeting had a profound artistic conception.

Just give Hou Tinghua a preconceived notion that Li Heng's painting skills should be very strong.

But judging from the scene just now, the understanding of Dao painting is not strong, similar to those with ordinary aptitude.

If you really feel the meaning of the painting from these places, you must observe carefully and experience it carefully, so as to get the meaning of the painting from it.

Li Heng pushed the door open and entered, stroking the door frame lightly with his right hand.

Walk into the house, move this, bang bang that again.

In every place, there is not much time to stay.

Finally, I came to the living room and watched the bamboo forest picture scroll hanging on the wall.

This time, Li Heng stayed a little longer, but not too long.

After observing, leave the first attic and meet the old man standing outside the door.

"It's done." Li Heng said.

"Get it... get it done?" Hou Tinghua was stunned, "What did you get it done?"

Judging from the meaning of this sentence, Li Heng must have felt that in the first attic, all the artistic conceptions of the Dao of painting have been comprehended.

But it was only time for him to go in for a cup of tea, and he walked through it from top to bottom, like a cutscene.

What can this comprehend?

It looked more like a joke.

Hou Tinghua's face was a little dignified.

"The first attic was created by Luzhu painter. Through ingenious construction, the artistic conception of painting is hidden in the attic..."

"You have to experience it carefully in order to understand the artistic conception of painting!"