Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 951

Seeing the two old men arguing in a serious manner, Gong Liang almost felt cancerous in embarrassment.

After a while, seeing that the two of them didn't seem to stop, they stepped forward boldly and persuaded: "Seniors, can you listen to the boy."

The two stopped arguing and turned their heads to look.

The new old man said: "What's the matter, tell me?"

"Say." The painting saint also said angrily.

"Since the two seniors want to take him in as an apprentice, why don't they take him in together and teach him calligraphy and painting together?"

"Hmph, how could this old man accept apprentices with this wicked person." The painting saint said dissatisfied.

"That's right! Isn't it a joke to accept apprentices with this stingy old man?" The newcomer also shook his head.

"Who are you calling stingy?" Huasheng said angrily.

"If you are not stingy, whoever is stingy will not give you anything. If you want to ask for the old man's words, let the disciples come and get them. You say you are thick-skinned, and you are stingy." The newcomer looked at the painting with contempt. St.

The painting saint didn't expect that he would reveal some of his personal affairs in front of the juniors, and he said angrily: "You are stingy, and your whole family is stingy. After teaching so many disciples, I can't make any articles that are handed down from generation to generation. It's a shame to be here Say."

Seeing that the two of them were going to quarrel again, Gong Liang hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to the newcomer, "Senior, can I take a step to talk."

"What can't be said here." The newcomer glared.

"Boy, I have something important to discuss." Gong Liang motioned him to the side to talk.

The newcomer didn't know what he had to do, so he thought it would be okay to come and listen, so he walked to the side.Gong Liang followed after him, walked a certain distance, and released the mirage beads sent by Wangyuan River God to block out the movement and silence, so that people could not detect what they were talking about.

The newcomer sensed it, and glanced at him, "You little thing, you are quite precious."

"Boy, how dare you compare with your old man."

"Tell me something, I don't need you to flatter me after I've lived for so long."

Gong Liang was choked speechless by him, the old man was not cute at all.

However, he still respectfully said: "Senior, since you and that senior both like Ji Yuyong, why don't you join him in recruiting him as a disciple. Although you don't want to be with him, think about it, if Ji Yuyong's paintings are in the future Wouldn't it be nice if the calligraphy overshadowed the content of the painting, so that people only see the beauty of the calligraphy and don't know the essence of the painting!"

"Hey, you little guy, you have some ideas."

The newcomer's eyes lit up, and he began to think about the possibility of this matter.

Seeing that his heart was moved, Gong Liang said while the iron was hot: "Although the boy doesn't know calligraphy, Ji Yuyong can draw such amazing works at this age. I think he will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future. His calligraphy is extraordinary and refined, and it is analogous to the characters of gods and immortals." , if you have the guidance of a famous teacher, it will not be difficult to write a good essay in the future. At that time, no one will dare to say that you don't even have a disciple who can write a masterpiece!"

The newcomer did not show joy when he heard his words. Instead, he scolded angrily: "Do you really think that this old man has no disciples who can write articles for generations? The old man's disciples are amazing, talented and brilliant. It can be found everywhere, and the reason why there are no handed down articles is that the time has not come. If the opportunity comes, then there are as many handed down articles as you want."

"Yes, yes, the kid was misled."

Gong Liang responded repeatedly, but he was not free from slander, as if handing down articles from generation to generation is like drinking water and urinating, you can have whatever you want.

"However, your idea is not bad. It would be a great pleasure if the calligraphy on the painting overshadows the painting itself. The old man decided to follow your opinion."

After the newcomer finished speaking, he went to the painting saint.

Mirage beads only have the function of concealing body shape, shielding sound, etc., and cannot prohibit entry and exit, so the newcomer can easily walk out.

Gongliang immediately put away the mirage beads and followed.

The newcomer old man walked up to the painting saint, and said vigorously: "Uncle, the old man agrees, let you teach this little guy calligraphy and painting with me."

Huasheng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "I didn't even agree, what do you agree with?"

Gongliang felt that he was going to be a bad dish, so he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Senior, can I take a step to speak."

"Hmph, it's okay to deceive this ram with your little scheme, but if you want to deceive the old man, you'd better save yourself!" Huasheng flicked his sleeves, turned his head, and ignored him.

Gong Liang raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Why does he seem to know what he said to the new old man?

Seeing his puzzled expression, Gong Yangru laughed loudly and said, "Under the Heavenly Book of my Qingyang Academy, nothing can hide, not to mention your little mirage."

Gong Liang looked up at the heavenly book floating in the air, and suddenly realized.But when Hua Sheng knew what he and Gong Yangru said, he was suddenly embarrassed.

Gong Yangru didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not, he stepped forward and grabbed Ji Yuyong's arm and said to the painting saint, "Whether you agree or not, I will accept this little guy." After speaking, he pulled Ji Yuyong away from the sky. rise.

"Stop it, that's the disciple that the old man took a fancy to first."

Seeing him taking Ji Yuyong away, the painter quickly put away the real dragon landscape scroll on the long table and chased after him.

The newcomer looked at the painting saint who was chasing after him, and smiled triumphantly, "It's mine now, hahahaha"

Ji Yuyong woke up from his dazed state after being taken out for a certain distance. Seeing the painting saint chasing after him with a scroll, he hurriedly said, "Senior, I want to give this painting to Gongliang."

"Nie Zhan, give away the handed down works? Don't you know what the handed down works mean?" The painter scolded with angry eyes.

"He dictated the text above Ke Ke!" Ji Yuyong replied weakly.

Gong Yangru watched and shook his head repeatedly, "You old man, how can you be a teacher if you are so stingy. That kid is good, and he gave me good advice. I just wrote a picture a while ago and gave it to him."

He took out a scroll from his sleeve and threw it down.

The scroll flew in front of Gongliang, he reached out to catch it, opened it and saw that there was only one word "Tao" written on it.

This "Tao" is well written, flying like dragons and phoenixes, with a hint of Tao rhyme faintly.

Gong Liang was watching, when he suddenly heard Gong Yangru's voice transmission: "This word is not vulgar, if you think about it carefully before practicing, you should get something."

The painting saint didn't expect Gong Yangru to join his army here, looking at the real dragon landscape scroll in his hand, he couldn't help hesitating.This is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, not something to be taken lightly.Even though it wasn't his stuff, giving it away casually made him feel distressed.Turning his head, he saw Ji Yuyong looking at him, his eyes flickering.It seems that if you want to accept this disciple, you have to pass this test first.Forget it, it's not his stuff anyway, he doesn't cherish it himself, so why should he feel bad about it.

The saint of painting threw down the real dragon landscape scroll.

The scroll fluttered in the wind and flew over the boulder. Gong Liang reached out to catch it, and heard the voice of the painting saint say: "Little guy, this is a scroll handed down from generation to generation. You can't use it casually, so as not to destroy this rare thing."

"Boy understands." Gong Liang responded.

He didn't expect to get two extraordinary paintings and calligraphy when he came out to play, he was really overjoyed.

I just calmed down and looked around, feeling dumbfounded.It was supposed to be Ji Yuyong's treat at noon, but he was taken away by Gong Yangru and Hua Sheng, so what should we do now?

(End of this chapter)