And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 154 Eight Painting Skills
Chen Yuan didn't know the influence of painting this portrait by himself.

After painting this portrait, Chen Yuan hung it on the wall of his residence.

Seeing that Xueniang had no sign of unstable soul when she was practicing, Chen Yuan went out again and went to Jieyang County to learn painting from Wu Yeshou.

……

Jieyang County.

Painting the ancestral house of Saint Wu Ye.

"Su Chu, your ability to draw horses is really getting better and better."

Beside the stone table, watching Chen Yuan paint a picture of pedestrians riding horses at night. Pedestrians are riding a black horse on the moonlit road. Wu Yeshou, who is galloping on the horse, looks away from Chen Yuan's painting and praises Chen Yuan. Painting skills.

He even suspected that within a few years, Chen Yuan would be able to surpass himself in terms of horse drawing ability.

Because the painting in front of me does not talk about the human part, but only about the horse.

Actions, shapes, looks...

Everything!

Everything!

In addition, Chen Yuan's ability to draw people should not be underestimated.

Pedestrians under the moonlight, wearing strong clothes, wearing a bamboo hat on their heads, and seeming to have a sword on their waists, just based on a back view where no face can be seen, a knight-errant who is galloping around in the rivers and lakes in his mind, suddenly appeared in the in mind.

Although it is not as good as painting a horse, the difference is not far behind.

He didn't even know when Chen Yuan learned to draw people.

"Compared to Brother Wu's painting skills, the gap is still too far."

Chen Yuan put away his pen and stood, looking at the painting in front of him and said.

"Su Chu, when did you learn to draw people?"

Wu Ye, the saint of painting, first asked.

"Just learned it not long ago."

Chen Yuan explained.

"Your horse drawing skills have reached the peak. Even if you practice again, it will still be a slight improvement in skills. It may be very difficult to reach my level. You need both chance and talent."

"You can try now and learn to draw other things."

Painter Wu Yeshou kindly reminded Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan suddenly understood the meaning of Wu Yeshou, the painting saint. What the other party meant was that his horse painting skills were almost the same, and had reached the limit that ordinary people could achieve.

It is very difficult to improve to the level of Wu Yeshou, the painting saint, whose skills are close to the Tao, and the things in the paintings are living beings. It requires opportunity and talent, both of which are indispensable.

If he didn't have it all the time, I'm afraid this is his limit.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan didn't need it either. He had practiced his painting skills to the point of painting saint Wu Yeshou.

After all, the main reason for him to learn painting skills is to practice the technique of "turning the brush into reality", that's all.

"Next, I will learn to draw ghosts and gods!"

Chen Yuan thought for a moment and made a decision.

After learning painting from the painter Wu Yeshou for so long, Chen Yuan has already understood the specific classification of paintings, instead of just knowing the general idea as he did at the beginning.

According to the painting sage Wu Yeshou, who gave Chen Yuan a book explaining painting skills, it is said in "Paintings" that there are eight categories of paintings, namely: immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods, biography of characters, landscapes, bamboos and stones, flowers and bamboo feathers, Animals, insects and fish, houses, boats and carts, vegetables, fruits and herbs, and miscellaneous paintings of small scenes.

Of course, this is not uniform. Wu Yeshou, the saint of painting, told Chen Yuan that there was also a great painter in the palace in the previous dynasty. Fan tribe, dragon fish, landscape, birds and beasts, flowers and trees, black bamboo, fruits and vegetables.

"of course can."

Painter Wu Yeshou agreed.

"However, ghosts and gods are too general, and there are many types of them. At the beginning, you can choose one to learn, just like painting horses."

Wu Ye, the saint of painting, continued.

After saying these words, he turned around and went back to his room. Not long after, he took out a book and threw it to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took a look in his hand, only to find that it turned out to be a book called "Picture of Ghosts and Gods".

"This book records dozens of ghosts and gods that are widely spread in the world. You can choose one of them to start learning."

The painting saint Wu Ye first said.

And when the painting sage Wu Ye was speaking, Chen Yuan also opened this "Picture of Ghosts and Gods" and opened it.

I saw that there are many ghosts and gods that are widely circulated in the world, such as Yasha, Rakshasa, Shura, Mandrill, Dragon Girl, Wuchang, Fox Demon, and Hanba, many of which are known to Chen Yuan.

It should be noted that in this world, impermanence is not a ghost of the underworld.

As far as Chen Yuan knows, although there is a city god of the underworld in this world, there is no Yan Luo in the underworld.

Therefore, in this picture scroll, impermanence is a kind of evil spirit that is specially designed to seduce people's souls. Once it appears in the local area, it will herald something ominous.

"I'll learn to draw Rakshasa."

Chen Yuan turned to an article, she was like a beautiful woman, full of charm, with a slender waist and a light body, but she was nearly ten feet tall, with a fierce appearance and four foot-long fangs growing out of her mouth There are barbs hanging on it, like a hacksaw, and sharp claws on its hands and feet, like iron hooks.

With a ferocious blue face, there are two eyes as big as lamps, and a female Rakshasa with angry eyebrows.

"Su Chu, why do you want to draw Rakshasa?"

Seeing Chen Yuan's choice, the painting saint Wu Yeshou was a little dazed.

"Everyone has the love of beauty. Even if it is painting, who wants to stare at a group of ugly monsters every day for a long time?"

Chen Yuan asked Wu Yeshou, the saint of painting.

"But it doesn't make much difference, does it? If you want to draw beauties and ghosts, isn't there a fox demon on it?"

After Wu Ye was stunned for a moment, he couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

"Even if the difference is not too much, it's good to be pleasing to the eye. As for the fox demons, I personally burned a nest, and they are beautiful. In fact, most of them are still foxes at heart, which is not interesting."

Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Okay, then listen to Su Chu and learn how to draw Rakshasa."

Hearing Chen Yuan's remarks, the painting saint Wu Ye smiled wryly, and could only readily agree.

Then Wu Yeshou taught Chen Yuan how to draw female Rakshasa.

It has to be said that Wu Yeshou is not only a genius, but also an all-rounder.

He is proficient in almost all of the eight painting techniques: immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods, biographies of figures, landscapes, bamboos and stones, feathers of flowers and bamboos, animals, insects and fish, houses, wooden boats and carts, vegetables, fruits and herbs, and small scenes and miscellaneous paintings.

Under the teaching of Wu Yeshou, the sage of painting, Chen Yuan's progress speed can be called a thousand miles a day.

This is all because of him, with the previous painting foundation.

He lived in Jieyang County painting saint Wu Yeshou for two more days. When Chen Yuan returned to Qingyang Temple, he happened to be at the door of his residence, and met the temple master who was waiting for him at the door, pacing back and forth.

"Great, Daoist, you are finally back."

Taoist Changchun, the master of the temple, said happily when he saw Chen Yuan coming back from the outside.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Chen Yuan walked up to Taoist Changchun, the master of the temple, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Master Jiang, Mr. Jiang who begged for the door a few days ago is looking for an old Taoist again. This matter is extremely urgent. Perhaps only Mr. Jiang can help Mr. Jiang."

The master of the Qingyang Temple smiled wryly.

"Monastery, didn't you recommend him to go to Aoshan?"

Chen Yuan pushed open the door and let the Changchun Taoist enter the room. After inviting the Changchun Taoist to sit down, he said to him.

"The Taoist priest doesn't know something. Mr. Jiang did go to Aoshan to find the Taoist priest of the Shangqing Palace, but the young Taoists of the Shangqing Palace are traveling elsewhere, and the older Taoists on the mountain are also practicing in seclusion. There is really no manpower. To help Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang can only ask the old Taoist again."

Changchun Taoist explained.

Chen Yuan picked up the kettle and teacup, wanting to pour a cup of tea for the Changchun Taoist, but found the teapot on the table, because he did not live in the Taoist temple these two days, the hot water had already turned into cold water, Chen Yuan had no choice but to give up.

And Xue Niang, who was practicing, heard the conversation between Chen Yuan and Changchun Taoist outside the door, and ended her practice ahead of time. After Chen Yuan and Changchun Taoist entered the house, she and the little yellow dog went to Chen Yuan to welcome Chen Yuan back .

But because Taoist Changchun was nearby, she didn't speak, and just pretended to be an ordinary beast.

"Then just make one shot."

Chen Yuan stroked Xue Niang and the little yellow dog who were on their feet, then turned around and agreed.

Anyway, it's just a nest of foxes, and for him, it's just a matter of convenience.

"Thank you Daoist, that Mr. Jiang promised that if the Daoist can help him solve the fox in the family, he is willing to give a hundred taels of silver as a reward. Qingyang Temple will not take any money, and he is willing to give it all to the Taoist."

Changchun Taoist priest promised.

"can."

Chen Yuan agreed.

It just so happened that the money on his body was basically depleted.

Living in Fucheng is not easy, and the prices are extremely high.

If it wasn't for staying in Qingyang Temple, it would be really difficult for him to find a place to live in such a huge Jianghuai city.

"The poor will take [-]%, and the remaining [-]% will go to Qingyangguan, and they will be paid to Qingyangguan as a poor Taoist. During this period of time, the cost of living in Qingyangguan will be paid."

After Chen Yuan pondered for a while, he spoke humanely to Changchun again.

He was still embarrassed to take it all by himself, and lived in Qingyang Temple, and Qingyang Temple usually paid for eating and drinking. If he didn't give Qingyang Temple some money and rewards, Chen Yuan would really feel a little uneasy.

"Okay, this matter is settled like this."

Seeing that Taoist Changchun wanted to say something, Chen Yuan decided the matter very rudely.

Seeing Chen Yuan's firm attitude, Changchun Taoist had no choice but to give up.

"Master Dao, is this a painting you made?"

At this moment, Changchun Taoist noticed the picture of Master Liuren that Chen Yuan had hung on the wall before, his eyes were full of surprise.

Although he knew for a long time that Chen Yuan was learning painting from the painter in Jieyang County, but this progress is really too fast, right?
How long has it been!

The self-painted painting in front of him is a perfect work in his eyes.

He has also seen some paintings by famous artists, and he only feels that Chen Yuan's paintings are not inferior to any famous artists in terms of image, movement, and demeanor.

Even more so!

Chen Yuan has never seen the painting of that painting saint Wu Yeshou, but he feels that Chen Yuan's painting is not necessarily inferior to the other party.

"Ahem! I have nothing to do, so I drew a picture."

Chen Yuan coughed and his face turned red.

He couldn't explain to Changchun Taoist that he drew this painting specially for Xueniang to practice "five elements hide soul".

At this time, Changchun Taoists noticed the line of small characters written by Chen Yuan next to the portrait:
Portrait of Immortal Master Liuren!

Changchun Taoist thought about it carefully, it seems that there really existed in the human world, such a very prosperous Liuren Taoism.

This Liuren Daomai, like Fuhuguan, has a practice inheritance.

However, compared to Liuren Daomai, Fuhu Temple is simply not comparable.

It is said that at its peak, there were hundreds of Taoist temples all over the world, and it was one of the three main major arteries in the world at that time.

However, these Liuren Dao veins have already declined in the long river of time.

At this time, in Chen Yuan's room, there was a self-portrait with the words "Master Liuren Immortal" written on it.

"Could it be that this Daoist priest has other origins, not only is he the descendant of Fuhuguan, but he is also involved in Liuren's lineage?"

Changchun Taoist secretly speculated.

And this involvement should not be small, otherwise it would never be, and on his self-portrait was written Immortal Master Liuren.

You must know that Daoist portraits are also taboo, and you can't write them casually.

But seeing that Chen Yuan obviously didn't want to mention this matter, Changchun Taoist could only pretend that he didn't see the small words next to it.

"Master Daoist, the old Taoist is very fond of the paintings made by the Taoist priest, and he has the cheek to ask for it. I wonder if I can give the old Taoist one as a gift?"

Changchun Taoist asked Chen Yuandao.

He thought that since Chen Yuan learned painting skills from the master of painting, with the painting skills that Chen Yuan has shown now, he will become as famous as the master of painting sooner or later, so why not get the moon sooner rather than later, and ask for a painting from Chen Yuan !
What's more, not to mention Chen Yuan's painting skills, just because of Chen Yuan's identity and ability, this painting will definitely be worth a lot in the future.

If Chen Yuan cultivates to become an immortal in the future, this will become a painting of an immortal.

"Of course, when you are free, Pindao will take the time to help the audience draw a picture."

Chen Yuan agreed.

Since the paintings he drew were flawed when he was learning painting, basically all the paintings were destroyed.

There are no paintings that I kept after I finished the painting.

"That would be great, thank you, Daoist."

Seeing Chen Yuan agreeing to himself, Changchun Taoist said happily.

"Master Daoist, the old Daoist will take his leave first."

Changchun Taoist saw that he had achieved the purpose of his trip, so he got up and said goodbye.

"The old Daoist will send someone to inform you about Mr. Jiang's matter now. If Mr. Jiang sincerely invites you, it will not be too late for the Taoist priest to go after Mr. Jiang comes to the temple to meet you."

Before leaving, Changchun Taoist added to Chen Yuan.

"Let's do it this way, Lord, walk slowly."

After sending off Changchun Taoist, Chen Yuan looked at Xueniang on the ground, and the eyes of Xueniang on the ground were looking at him.

"How is your "Five Elements Hidden Soul" cultivation?"

Chen Yuan asked Xue Niang.

Xue Niang said similarly to Chen Yuan's offering of treasures:

"Chen Yuan, look at Xueniang's spell, she has already mastered it."

While speaking, she sprayed water on Chen Yuan, the water seedling was very small, only splashed a little, less than a foot away from her, it landed on the ground, and the floor was not even wet.

"This is your spell. What is the use of your spell? Do you usually spit at others?"

With a smile on the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth, he asked Xue Niang.

This "five elements hide the soul" practice method, after starting to practice, one does not directly start to master the art of the five elements, but starts from a certain item.

Now it seems that what Xueniang mastered first should be the water element spell among the five element spells.

"Squeak!"

Xue Niang, who looked very happy at first, lost her expression when she heard Chen Yuan's words.

She was so anxious that she couldn't stop screaming, but after thinking about it for a long time, she really didn't expect that her spell would be useful!
"Okay, when you meet an opponent, it's not bad for you to spit at the opponent and insult the opponent."

Chen Yuan comforted Xueniang, and ignored Xueniang.

Of course, he was just teasing Xueniang, Xueniang just started to practice "Five Elements Hidden Soul", this level of five elements magic is completely normal.

Xueniang wants to increase her spell power, so she just needs to practice frequently in the future.

……

that night.

The sky was cloudless, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Chen Yuan stayed in the room with his physical body, and went out with his soul, and went down to the second floor. On the second floor, he and Li Shaojun, the ghost fairy, were reading a Taoist scripture in the Daojing Pavilion.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan and Ghost Immortal Li Shaojun all looked towards a certain direction outside the Daojing Pavilion.

"This Yaoxie is so courageous, how dare he run into the Taoist temple?"

Sensing that strong demonic aura, Li Shaojun was puzzled.

"Probably aimed at me."

Sensing the evil spirit, Chen Yuan went straight to the third floor of the Daojing Pavilion, and Chen Yuan put down the Daojing Dao in his hand.

(End of this chapter)