Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1465 Stone Monkey and Ma Liang

The stone monkey was proud and arrogant, and generally refused to obey anyone. But now, seeing Ma Liang drawing in the sand with a branch, he still felt convinced.

Ma Liang painted a street scene. The lines were obviously very simple, but after just a few casual strokes, it gave people a sense of being there.

The stone monkey didn’t understand what “near the Tao” meant, but he just thought Ma Liang’s paintings were beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Whether Chinese painting is about mountains, water or people, what matters is the artistic conception, which also contains the author's thoughts, emotions and so on. Each painting is actually a summary of the author's life experience and knowledge.

Ma Liang is now studying painting under a master, but he was a self-taught artist before.

The rabbits he painted could be mistaken for real rabbits by hunters. His paintings were so realistic that they were indistinguishable from the real thing. How could a ten-year-old like him have such artistic conception? Nature is what it is.

The Stone Monkey has seen many paintings in the past few years in the human world, but none of them is as realistic as Ma Liang's. This is a completely different style from contemporary paintings. Even though he has such a proud personality, he recognizes Ma Liang's ability. At least if he were asked to paint, he would never be able to do it.

"Kid, your painting is so beautiful!" He was hiding in the dark, but he was so engrossed in looking at the painting that he forgot to hide his tracks and blurted out a word of praise.

Ma Liang turned around and was startled. What was this thing? It was covered in hair. Was it a monster?

He gained a lot of knowledge from the King of Qin, and after being panicked for a while, he calmed down.

Most of the King of Qin's three thousand Black Dragon Guards were lost in the last battle in the East China Sea. Now that the political situation has stabilized, his stubborn spirit of not wanting to admit defeat has come up. Even if his life span ends tomorrow, he will fight to the end today.

He re-established the Black Dragon Guards, and Ma Liang had seen many Black Dragon Guards bathing in the blood of monsters to strengthen their bodies and purify their dragon bloodlines.

He had seen real monsters and knew that monsters were not the crazy ones in folk legends that killed and ate people on sight. There were both bad monsters and good monsters in this world.

At this moment, he felt the same purity from the stone monkey as his own. This feeling was extremely mysterious. He had heard King Qin mention it before. This was the heart of a child.

The King of Qin once lamented that in ancient times, everyone's minds were very pure at the very beginning. But after a certain period of time, when harming teammates, picking up corpses, and stabbing each other became common practices, this pure heart was equated with stupidity.

Ma Liang didn't quite understand what the ancient times were like, but he knew that he was very simple, and his personality was an outlier in today's era. Now one outlier met another outlier.

In his eyes, the stone monkey looked more like a human than many people, so he asked, "So, what's so good about my painting?"

"It's very similar, it's painted just like the real thing!" The stone monkey had no artistic talent, so his praise was pale and powerless.

Ma Liang felt that the monkey was as innocent as himself, and he couldn't help laughing. It was a very pure laugh. The monkey struck a good liking in his eyes, and there was not a trace of hostility in its body.

He trusted his instincts: "Then shall I draw a portrait of you as well?"

"Good, good, good! Very good, very good!" The monkey hesitated for a moment, pointed at the stolen clothes on his body, and said, "My name is Monkey King. Can you paint me a better picture? Don't use these vulgar things!"

"How do you want to look good?"

"Maybe you can draw me a suit of armor?"

"Wearing armor means armor, right? Yeah, that should be possible."

"Maybe you could draw me a helmet with two chicken feathers?" The monkey recalled the outfit he had worn in his dream. "What are chicken feathers?" Ma Liang was confused.

The stone monkey had limited ability to express himself, and after gesturing with his hands for a long time, Ma Liang finally understood that he was talking about the phoenix-wing purple-gold crown.

There was no such thing in the Qin Palace, but many generals of the Han Dynasty wore the phoenix-wing purple gold crown. He had seen it from a distance twice and had some impression of it.

"Draw me another stick. Make it thicker and straighter!" The stone monkey took out a stick he found on the road and said, "It should be straighter than this one."

Ma Liang's attention was instantly drawn to the stick. It was rare for a natural branch to grow so straight. Seeing the stone monkey methodically perform a couple of moves with the stick, he became a little tempted and asked, "Can you teach me a couple of moves later?"

The stone monkey agreed without hesitation.

Ma Liang carried paper and pen with him, but he was usually frugal and was reluctant to use white paper. Naturally, he could not draw the portrait of the stone monkey on the sand, so he set up a drawing board he made, ground ink and began to paint.

The Immortal of the South Pole watched from afar, especially the moment when Ma Liang took the pen. He concentrated his attention and found that it was not his own Heavenly Dao Pen, so he withdrew the magic spell he had prepared in his hand.

Patriarch Bodhi invited Fenghuang over, and together they watched Ma Village below.

"Brother, you can make the decision yourself. Why do you have to call me over?" Fenghuang didn't expect that Ma Liang would appear in front of her, and that he would meet the Stone Monkey. It can only be said that such talented people will be attracted to each other, and they will automatically come together without you having to push them.

Bodhi pointed at the Nanji Xianweng who was hiding below and said, "This disciple of Yuqing Saint is mentally unstable and needs some training."

Deng Chanyu and Zhun Di were on good terms, but Fenghuang and Bodhi had no such relationship. She also had no idea what Patriarch Bodhi wanted her to come and see, was he going to see the Immortal of the South Pole?

Temper him? Or convert him directly back to the West? You're not going to beat him to death and then let me come here to bear witness, are you? I'd really appreciate it!

No matter what Patriarch Bodhi wanted to do to the Immortal of the South Pole, it had nothing to do with Phoenix. She brought the topic back to the stone monkey. If she hadn't seen it, it would have been fine. But if she had seen it, she would definitely have said something. The stone monkey was involved in a lot of things. Now that she was talking about the stone monkey with Patriarch Bodhi, both sides would definitely have something in common.

"Brother, look at that stone monkey. He has such a pure heart. It's truly precious."

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and nodded: "Yes, what a pity."

Phoenix agreed: "It's a pity indeed."

At this time, the stone monkey had a very good temper. He himself said, "If someone scolds me, I won't be angry. If someone hits me, I won't be angry. I will just return the favor and say hello."

This is a perfect example of not fighting back when being beaten or retaliating when being scolded.

But after returning from his studies, he killed the Demon King in the first battle. After that, he went to the Kingdom of Aolai to steal weapons, armed the monkeys, and attacked the demon kings of the other 72 caves. At that time, he was determined to become the king and dominate the world, and he no longer had any childlike innocence.

When it came time to become sworn brothers with the Bull Demon King and the Dragon Demon King, the situation became even more serious.

These guys weren't any good. The Monkey King was mixed up with them. How could he have remained untainted? In fact, by that time, the Monkey King had already turned evil, perhaps even worse than the Jiao Demon King and the others. The innocent heart of his early years, the stone monkey who never fought back or retaliated, had long since vanished.

(End of this chapter)