Library of Heaven’s Path

Chapter 157: It's your turn

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"However, the time you have been exposed to calligraphy and painting is very short. If you are asked to draw now as an assessment, it will not only have no effect, but also insult the profession of calligraphy and painting. Therefore, I discussed with Yuan Yu and came up with an assessment method. "

Huang Yu and Bai Xun have been exposed to calligraphy and painting for less than a month. If they are asked to write, what can they draw? If they really do this, they will definitely be embarrassed. Therefore, Master Lu Chen's assessment is not to let them paint.

Having said this, he smiled and continued: "That's it...it will be painted by me, Yuan Yu, and brother Zhang Xuan. You come to appreciate and comment. Whoever's comment is the most pertinent will take away the Mo Xuan picture!"

"Painting? Huh?"

Zhang Xuan, who was sitting drinking tea and planning to come over to join in the count, staggered when he heard this and almost sprayed a mouthful of tea in the old man's face.

Are you kidding me? I'm just a soy sauce artist. Ask me to paint... Are you testing them or me

I don’t even know how to hold a paintbrush. How can I make yarn paintings

"I think I won't use it for painting..." Zhang Xuan said with a depressed look on his face.

"Don't refuse. Make friends through literature. Many literary societies require people to write poems and poems. It's rare that you and Brother Yuan are here. Let's have an exchange through painting, so that these juniors can see the true charm of calligraphy and painting. Can't we Well, they will really like it and become masters in the future."

Master Lu Chen stroked his beard and smiled.

Zhang Xuan was about to cry.

Did you listen to me carefully

What I mean is, I don’t want to participate in any painting, and I don’t want to paint. It would be better for you to communicate through painting...

What a hot exchange!

"Ahem, there's really no need. You two can just paint. You see, I haven't prepared anything today..."

Zhang Xuan had no choice but to speak more clearly.

"I have prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Little brother, you don't have to be restrained. Just treat this place as your own home. Paint whatever you want and let them see it!" Master Lu Chen continued.

"Restricted? Knowledgeable?"

This is not my focus at all, okay

"Okay, Acheng, go prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Xiaoyu, Bai Xun, when we are painting, you should watch carefully and treat it as learning!"

Lu Chen thought he was embarrassed, so he smiled and waved his hand.

"Yes!" Butler Chengbo waved his hand, and several maids brought three sets of pens, ink, paper and inkstones and placed them in front of them.

Zhang Xuan’s eyebrows jumped.

He can't even draw with a pencil, but he even has a brush...

If I had known that today's assessment would be like this, I wouldn't have survived even if I was beaten to death.

"We make friends through painting, so we don't have to specify any topics!" After getting ready, Master Lu Chen looked at Master Yuan Yu with a smile: "Brother Yuan, you are a guest, so come first!"

"Okay, I'll show off my shame!"

The original master smiled and stroked his beard, stood in front of the table, picked up the brush, thought for a while, and then started painting.

His face was originally full of peace and harmony, but as soon as he started painting, his temperament suddenly changed. He was like a master whose close friends are hard to find in the mountains and rivers, which is admirable.

"Painting is divided into four levels, namely recording, agility, intention, and surprise; recording refers to recording facts. The painting is exactly the same as the scene seen in reality. Although the painting is lifelike, it is the lowest level. "

The original master began to paint, and Lu Chen explained to everyone with a smile.

"Agility means that the painted scenery is no longer rigid, but contains aura, which makes people feel as if they are alive at first glance. For example, if you draw a fish, you will feel that the fish is alive, and you will feel like it is alive at any time. It swims out on the drawing paper.”

"In the third realm, the intention is preserved, the intention is preserved first, and the painting is all about the intention! In this state, before painting, you must first have the conception in your heart, and then the painted pictures can move people and make people addicted. My [Summer and Autumn Pictures] He and [Chixiong Xiaotian] were lucky enough to enter this realm, so at a glance, it’s like unfolding a scroll in front of you, giving you a feeling of being in it.”

"Brother Yuan and I have both reached this level. With luck and coincidence, we may be able to create paintings in the fourth realm. The fourth realm, Jinghong, refers to Jinghong paintings, the people and objects in the paintings. , has its own temperament, to the point where even animals and wild beasts cannot be distinguished, Xiaoyu Yao's Mo Xuan picture is like this, and Brother Yuan's River Bird picture is like this."

"oh!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

He thought that whoever can draw likeness is good at painting, but after hearing the explanation, he realized that drawing likeness is just the lowest level.

Only when a work has its own spirit and contains a unique artistic conception can it be considered a truly famous painting.

During the conversation, the picture painted by the original language master gradually unfolded.

It is a picture of birds in the mountain forest. In the quiet woods, two birds are flying. Although they are not moving in the air, they give people a sense of loud and clear birdsong, making people feel as if they are instantly in the forest, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

"Master Lu, is this a picture of the state of mind existence?"

Huang Yu couldn't help but said.

Being able to give people this feeling shows that this painting already contains a profound artistic conception that is difficult to part with at first glance.

"Yes!" Master Lu Chen nodded: "This painting has indeed reached the state of intention, but it has only just reached it. As for why I say this, you still need to appreciate it. Whoever can answer it correctly will win."

"Yes!" Huang Yu and Bai Xun both focused their gazes.

Not long after, the original language master stopped writing.

This painting of forest birds is completely finished.

"Haha, I haven't painted for many days, and my brushwork has become a lot rusty, which makes me look ugly!" Putting down the brush, Master Yuan Yu smiled: "Lu Chen, it's your turn!"

"Okay!" Master Lu Chen did not refuse, and took a few steps to the table. The brush moved around and the ink penetrated the back of the paper.

Although they are both calligraphy and painting masters in the third realm, Lu Chen is obviously more comfortable and comfortable in painting.

His painting is a river with a small boat floating in it. There are no rough waves or violent storms, but it gives people the feeling of going against the wind and fighting against the huge waves. Although the people on the boat only have a few strokes, they are With the fortitude to move forward without fear of danger, people's blood boils at first sight.

"Brother Lu is still more skilled!"

Before the painting was finished, the original language master couldn't help but sigh.

Although he is also good at painting and famous, he is still far behind Lu Chen.

The picture of birds in the mountains and forests is not weak, and the artistic conception is not bad, but if you really think about it carefully, it is quite different from the artistic conception of Lu Chen's painting.

He only described the tranquility and noise of the mountains and forests, but the other party showed all the inner battles in it, which was a step above and beyond.

"How's it going? Can you see anything?"

After sighing, Master Yuanyu looked at Bai Xun and Huang Yu with a smile.

"Master Lu's painting of the river, I can see that he used three painting methods and twelve brushwork techniques, and there seems to be some traces of Chen Jiao, a famous calligraphy and painting master from 80 years ago." Huang Yu thought for a moment and said.

Chen Jiao is a famous female calligraphy and painting master in the Tianxuan Kingdom. She is famous for her delicate brush strokes. She is good at landscapes, especially water painting. She is excellent. She is known as the first person in the Tianxuan Kingdom in the past three hundred years.

"I can see it too..." Bai Xun quickly answered.

"Well, you have some eyesight!"

The original master smiled and nodded.

"Three painting methods? Twelve brushwork methods?"

Zhang Xuan on one side was speechless.

Anyway, in his opinion, Master Lu Chen was just scribbling with a brush, and there was nothing special about it at all.

Although through the golden books, I have transformed all the books I have read since my rebirth into my own knowledge, but almost all of them are about exercises, martial arts and alchemy. I have basically never read books on calligraphy and painting, and I almost know nothing about it.

"Haha, Brother Yuan is so humble!"

While he was talking, Master Lu Chen also finished the picture of the river flow, smiled, and came over: "I traveled on the Benma River a few days ago, and I have accumulated emotions for many days. Only by expressing my feelings can I be better. , Brother Yuan spends his days treating illnesses and rescuing people, and he doesn’t have as much leisure time as I do. If he were like me, open his mind and indulged in calligraphy and painting, I’m afraid I would really be beyond his reach!”

"Painting requires talent. I feel that my talent is not as good as yours, so I turned to medicine!"

The master of primitive language shook his head.

"Okay, we two old guys shouldn't praise each other here. If we want to talk about true talent, we should also mention that little brother Zhang Xuan, who is less than twenty, has such profound insights into painting, and he must be very good at painting. No weaker than us two old guys."

Master Lu Chen shook his head with a smile, looked over, and made a "please" gesture: "Now that we have finished painting, little brother Zhang Xuan, come on!"

Wow.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned over.

The original master also nodded, with curiosity in his eyes.

He heard what Lu Chen said about Zhang Xuan. Although he had no doubts about the latter's words, he still couldn't believe it when he saw him so young.

Calligraphy and painting, unlike martial arts, do not require high talent. You also need to have a lot of insights about life and life in order to understand more and more. Even he has healed countless patients and gained new insights. Only then can he Calligraphy and painting have advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the current level.

This Zhang Xuan is less than twenty. Even if he is naturally suitable for calligraphy and painting, he still has a solid foundation at most and can reach the realm of recording. If he wants to achieve agility and intention... I am afraid he still needs a lot of hard work.

Of course, he didn't say this out loud, as it was not polite after all.

At this moment, when I heard Master Lu Chen asked him to paint, I couldn't help but want to see what level this guy could achieve.

Even Bai Xun and Huang Yu had excitement in their eyes.

The last time Zhang Xuan showed off his great power, he saw the mistakes and loopholes in the painting, pointed out the situation, and scolded Fang Qiu, which made people admire them. They also wanted to know what this Teacher Zhang, who was not much older than them, had achieved. Only with this realm can Master Lu be convinced.

"I?"

Seeing everyone's eager eyes, Zhang Xuan's head grew bigger again.

I thought the other party was just talking casually, but he really wanted to draw the picture himself.

How can you draw if you don’t know anything

You can't just draw a chicken, add an aperture, and call it the divine bird Phoenix.

If this really happened, I'm afraid I wouldn't have to leave today, as I would definitely be beaten to death.

"This...this...can I read the book for a while before drawing?"

Zhang Xuan said, scratching his head and suppressing his embarrassment.