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Chapter 106 Picture of Mountains and Rivers [Please subscribe! ! 】

Jiang He chased the cloud-maned horse and painted it for three full months.

It not only depicts its divine horse appearance, but also depicts some of its magic.

The spirit horse in the painting was born through his pen.

Not only can he chase the sky and step on the clouds, but he can also travel thousands of miles in a day.

In this process, Jiang He's attainments in the wonderful art of painting have successfully taken a big step forward!

If Yan Qingliang could understand his realm before, it was still far behind.

Now his figure is completely invisible.

There were six kinds of magical beasts in the Meng Dynasty.

After Jiang He drew the [Godly Horse in the Clouds], he set his sights on the next spiritual beast.

[Thousands of Flowers and Butterflies].

It's like a cloud-maned horse running among the clouds, unable to find a trace.

It is almost impossible to find a butterfly in the vast world.

If it were anyone else——

For example, when Yan Qingliang was young, he could only try his luck at most.

After spending several months walking among the sea of flowers and failing to find any trace of Spirit Butterfly, I had no choice but to give up.

Jiang He is different.

After Ema in the Clouds ended, the time has come for the beginning of spring.

He took Ruan Xiangyu to Lingzhou, known as the Land of Ten Thousand Flowers, and built a wooden house in the middle of the sea of flowers that had just bloomed.

From then on, he started painting flowers every day when he woke up.

All kinds of colorful flowers.

In spring, the flowers he painted were so lifelike that people couldn't tell the real ones from the fake ones when they fell into the sea of flowers.

Bees and butterflies can.

They will bypass the false flowers and stay on the real flowers.

In the summer, the flowers he painted were completely fake and real.

Even the bees and butterflies cannot tell the difference between true and false, and will even go to the false flower to stay and collect honey.

Wait until autumn.

He strokes his pen, and the flowers fall to the ground and take root.

Those bees and butterflies all abandoned the real flowers and gathered around the false flowers, forming a grand scene.

Until this time.

He stopped, stopped drawing flowers, and started drawing grass.

Day by day, day by day.

Three whole months passed.

Winter has arrived, and the snow is falling heavily.

The grassland where the sea of flowers used to be is now completely covered with snow.

Looking from a distance, it is covered with snow.

In the snowy scene, the fox-tailed woman heard the call and walked out of the house.

"Don't be anxious, sir, the chicken soup is almost ready..."

The painter in white chuckled upon hearing this.

"The chicken soup can wait and look at this first."

The fox-tailed woman's heart moved slightly.

The young master has been painting for a whole year, and now he is finally done?

She immediately looked -

But I saw the painter in white pick up the pekoe pen and add a bud to the grass under his feet.

It seems like the finishing touch.

When the flower buds appear, the snowy scene melts instantly.

On the entire grassland that can be seen, every green grass is swaying slightly, as if buds are popping up with the breeze.

These buds grow rapidly and bloom quickly.

Just one breath passed.

The grassland that was just covered with snow has blossomed into an endless sea of flowers.

Colorful and colorful, thousands of flowers bloom.

When the wind blows, you can even smell the strong fragrance of flowers.

When this beautiful scene is born in the cold winter, it feels like summer in an instant.

There was also light blooming in the fox-tailed woman's eyes.

"Son..."

"coming!"

The painter in white's eyes suddenly lit up.

He immediately pulled out the canvas, picked up the brush, and looked into the distance——

But above the ice and snow, I saw a colorful butterfly flying quickly towards the sea of flowers. The speed was so fast that it even caused a hurricane!

Even if there are flowers blooming in winter, how can they compare with this beautiful sea of flowers?

Another spirit animal picture is available!

I saw the painter in white immersed in painting.

The fox-tailed woman's eyes became softer and softer. She stood beside the painter and watched quietly as he used the brush in his hand to record the beautiful flowers and butterflies in the sea.

I don’t know how long it has passed...

She suddenly came to her senses.

"It's broken, chicken soup!"

…

[Cloud-maned horses, colorful butterflies, Tuoshan takin...]

[In order to reach the pinnacle of painting, you traveled all over the world and painted people's spirits with your brushes. You also left many legends and your reputation became more and more popular. 】

[Time flies, five years have passed. 】

[In the year 1351 of the Meng calendar, it was the eleventh day of the Lotus month. 】

[You have painted the spiritual beasts in the world, forming a picture of the Five Spirits. Your wonderful paintings have reached a state that ordinary people cannot imagine, but you finally feel the bottleneck. 】

[You know that you have reached the pinnacle of the wonderful method, and it is difficult to make any further progress. 】

【Then it was decided...】

[A: Direct drawing, B: Personal intervention]

Ega's fingertips brushed over the words.

All the memories, experiences, and knowledge of the past five years have been absorbed and digested.

He knew clearly——

Nowadays, the skills and techniques have been polished to their peak.

Finally I can try to draw that amazing picture.

"The concept of "Shocking Pictures" is too big. Even if everything has been polished to its peak, if I want to achieve the effect I expected, I must devote all my heart, strength, and even everything."

"This should be my last picture in this life."

Jiang He already had a premonition.

He will give everything he has to this picture.

He may even die of painstaking efforts while the picture is being completed.

Think of that possibility.

But he had no regrets.

the reason is simple--

For a creator, it is the highest pursuit to be able to devote everything to create a peak work that can shock the world.

Even if it's not for Xiangyu.

He may well end up on this path.

"Now I finally understand why there are swordsmiths who die with their swords..."

"So."

“Since you have to give everything you have, don’t leave even a drop behind.”

【Personal intervention】

Double the increase, increase it for me!

…

Wuzhou, among the mountains.

The painter in white stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.

There are currently not many people settled in this mountain range, only a small number of mountain people exist.

But he knew that Taoists would come here thousands of years later, open Taoist temples and leave inheritance.

Give the name eternal life.

Some memories flow in my heart.

He called.

"Xiangyu."

"Sir, I'm here!"

There was a distant reply.

In the shadow of the trees, the fox-tailed woman descended with her basket, which also contained some fruits and vegetables——

Many years ago, when she was still strong, she protected the young master for a while.

But as his strength weakened, the young master also went from a weak life to the point where he is now invincible in the world and invincible in the sky.

She has completely become a little cook.

However, she didn't mind, but enjoyed it, picking through the basket.

"There are a lot of resources here. Young Master is in for a treat tonight..."

"Xiangyu, what's your favorite place?"

The painter in white patiently listened to her and then asked questions.

The fox-tailed woman was startled for a moment, as if she realized something.

The young master has finally completed his accumulation and is going to start painting?

The fox-tailed woman didn't mind at all about living in the painting, but looked forward to it.

She recalled, her cheeks flushed.

"Qinghe Town."

Although there is nothing special about Qinghe Town, it is just an ordinary town.

But that was the place where she met the young master.

And although there wasn't much communication with the young master at that time, there was a slight tacit understanding.

If possible, she hopes to live in that small house in Qinghe Town.

"Qinghe Town? Is there anything else?"

Young Master is not satisfied with this answer?

The fox-tailed woman was slightly disappointed, thought about it, and then said it again.

"Bianzhou deserted village."

When traveling around the world with the young master, the hut in a deserted village where we stayed together was not bad.

Full of memories.

"Anymore?"

Young master still not satisfied?

The fox-tailed woman mentioned several different places.

The painter in white finally stopped asking.

She was confused and couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, after asking so many places, which one do you want to draw?"

The painter in white smiled, but did not answer her question.

Instead, he summoned a painted horse with cloud mane and carried her to Kunzhou, hovering in the air.

Yunzong Hua Ma was extremely fast. In just two or three days, he had already traveled through every corner of Kunzhou before landing in Qinghe Town.

The painter's former residence has long been in ruins.

After rebuilding his residence, the painter in white meditated for a whole month.

Finally picked up the canvas and picked up the brush.

What fell under the pen was not the Qinghe Town imagined by the fox-tailed woman——

Mountains, forests, cities, rivers, people...

On a canvas the size of a tablecloth, the entire state of Queensland is condensed!

The fox-tailed woman looked at the canvas, feeling dizzy as if she was about to fall into it. She couldn't bear the huge amount of information contained in it.

The young master actually wants to draw a map of mountains and rivers based on the entire Kunzhou!

During the painting process, the painter in white devoted all his attention. Every time he put pen to paper, a hairline turned from black to white.

When he straightened up, his temples were already gray.

It seems to be gradually moving from youth to old age, spanning decades!

"Master!"

Seeing the young master's gray temples, the fox-tailed woman had tears in her eyes.

She was filled with confusion.

Obviously she only needs a very small drawing...

There is no need for beautiful scenery, as long as it can make time go slower and allow her to spend a few more years with the young master, she will be satisfied.

Sir, why is this happening?

The painter in white seemed to know what the woman was thinking.

Without saying much, he directly picked up the canvas, took her out, and rode a cloud horse towards the sky.

Standing high in the sky, looking at the extremely vast land.

The painter in white dropped the canvas in his hand——

With this movement, the canvas depicting the mountains and rivers of Kunzhou turned into a hazy shadow, covering the entire land and blending into it!

The entire land of Kunzhou seemed to pause for a moment.

The river stopped flowing, the birds and animals stopped making noises, and all the people in Kunzhou were slightly distracted.

When they came back to their senses, they looked around suspiciously, but could not find any changes.

Only the fox-tailed woman over Kunzhou can feel it.

Her life passed and came to a standstill.

Even though she had never set foot on the drawing, her life stopped flowing.

No, more accurately...

The land of Kunzhou has been replaced by a picture drawn by a painter in white!

Upon noticing this, the shock in the foxtail woman's heart actually overshadowed her sadness for a moment.

The young master's voice sounded.

"This is a map of mountains and rivers...it is only a part of it at the moment."

"When it is completely formed, it can be integrated into this state, relying on the power of the earth's veins to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to maintain its own stability."

"The power emanating from this process can make the grass and trees grow stronger and the land more fertile."

"It is equivalent to a painting that nourishes the earth."

"This process will produce losses, and it can only last for about a thousand years before it automatically disintegrates."

"Xiangyu, I have transferred part of the power of the Mountains and Rivers Diagram to you. As long as you are in the Mountains and Rivers Diagram, you can slow down the flow of life."

"This process takes almost a thousand years."

The fox-tailed woman already understood the young master's thoughts.

With the existence of the Mountain and River Map, she can not only extend her life for thousands of years, but can even walk around Kunzhou at will without any restrictions.

Moreover, according to the words of the young master.

He even wants to draw more pictures of mountains and rivers to connect them into one!

"Sir, I don't..."

"Xiangyu, listen."

The fox-tailed woman just spoke.

But he was interrupted by the painter in white.

He looked at the fox-tailed woman with clear eyes and said calmly.

"It's my choice."

"Even without you, I will definitely draw a truly stunning picture."

"You can think of it as my dream, or as an obsession, or as my destiny."

The fox-tailed woman originally had countless things to say, and countless words to persuade.

Seeing the look in the white-clothed painter's eyes, he couldn't say a single word of advice——