Mystery Makes Me Strong

After reading the words written on it, the old man surnamed Yu took the rice paper and looked at each other with his friends, and then his eyes showed disappointment.

Someone couldn't help but want to say something, but was pulled by their companions.

Only the gloomy old man sighed after seeing it:

"If Wang could have insisted on doing what was written 30 years earlier, he wouldn't have bothered the immortals today."

Mu Tianming said lightly: "Okay, the recipe for longevity has been given to you, you can ask for it."

At this time, Yun Rui and Yun Qing, the second child, heard the words and walked over and stretched out their hands to invite these old men.

The old man surnamed Yu put away the rice paper, and just wanted to leave, but when he saw Mu Xiaofan standing next to Mu Tianming, he winked at him a few times.

He was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "Immortal, if it's too late today, I'm waiting for the old and weak, not to mention that Brother Wang is still sick, please let me rest for a day, can I go down the mountain tomorrow?"

"Forget it, after all, it was my unfilial son who caused the trouble. You should rest for a night before leaving." Mu Tianming waved his hand and motioned for a few people to leave.

The old man surnamed Yu and others left the hall under the guidance of Yunrui boy.

After a few people left, Mu Tianming amiably said to Wen Rensheng and others: "Little friend Wenren, the outsiders are gone, let me see how your basic skills are first, or teach them according to their aptitude."

Wen Rensheng stood up and said, "Then the younger generation will be embarrassed."

When it's time to be serious, he can still be serious.

He came to the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up the brush on it, and quickly drew a landscape painting.

"That's right, the chopping method you used to paint the mountain is already perfect. It seems that you have some talent in this art." Mu Tianming praised.

Wen Rensheng agreed with a face: "Actually, I also have the same feeling. It is precisely in order not to waste this talent that I worked hard and came to learn from a teacher and seek art."

Mu Tianming was stunned for a moment, probably having never seen such a real student.

However, he quickly woke up, and immediately let the three of them come to a side hall. After preparing the teaching aids, the formal class began.

Since he was sure that Wen Rensheng had a foundation, he would start with some intermediate and advanced skills. As for the other two, he didn't care, he could understand what he understood, and it didn't matter if he didn't understand.

"First of all, you must make it clear that the purpose of our painting skills is not to write some masterpieces of art that will last forever, but to make painting skills recognized by different species, and then echo the mysterious world."

"After determining this purpose, we can achieve more with less effort."

"So when you practice, you have to sense the mysterious world from time to time and experience the beauty and harmony in it, instead of depicting the real world."

With that said, he drew a sketch of a portrait in the rain for everyone on the blackboard.

The three of them looked over and saw that the figure seemed to be a woman, wearing a hat, her face was unclear, and the rain was beside her, and it was all fog.

Looking down, there seems to be a feeling of swaying and immersed in it.

After looking at it for a long time, it turned out to be a little creepy.

"Do you think this painting is a little scary?" Mu Tianming suddenly said after the three of them watched it for a while.

"A master is a master." Wen Rensheng said sincerely.

Mu Tianming smiled slightly: "The unknown is the constant source of fear, and the mysterious world is full of unknowns, which is why we are afraid. When painting, if you start with depicting fear, it is easy to echo the mysterious world and refine your painting skills. into a mysterious painting."

Hearing this, Wen Rensheng looked at Wu Shanshan calmly, the other party has not spoken since entering the courtyard.

At this moment, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was still immersed in the sketch of the woman in the rain.

His eyes moved, and the other party's data panel appeared again.

"Wu Shanshan, mystery: 0/29."

"Mysterious composition: seed of fear, extraordinary power (beginning of extraordinary physique, beginning of mysterious riding), mysterious cognition, spirit caller, soul container."

The upper limit of the opponent's mystery has grown quite fast, which is a full 6 points higher than the last check!

You must know that the other party does not have a mysterious seed, which can be improved through various events.

It is false that the other party follows him to learn painting, and it is true that he wants to quickly improve his strength.

She has the mysterious profession of a spirit caller, and she does not need to learn mysterious painting, mysterious summoning, and mysterious illusions before she can summon soul fragments.

The occupation possessed by the other party has already integrated relevant skills. The stronger the strength, the stronger the effect can be exerted.

Wang Wenwen was a little restless. Hearing this, she couldn't help but retort:

"Teacher, I think the mysterious world can bring us joy. We should paint more paintings that make people feel comfortable and happy, instead of painting these scary things."

Hearing the words, Wen Rensheng was slightly taken aback and looked at the other party.

Before it was replaced, he still had to think about it for a while before he could see what the other party really thought.

But under the blessing of "Mysterious Eagle Eye", he could immediately see that Wang Wenwen was shaking slightly.

The other party is stubborn by nature, and in order to cover up his inner fear, he will confront Mu Tianming face to face.

Mu Tianming was slightly displeased when he heard this, and then noticed something, smiled and said: "Innocent girl, let me ask you first, our Shenzhou is the only ancient civilization that has survived to this day. Do you know why?"

"Isn't it because we had a xenogeneic master very early?" Wang Wenwen was a little confused.

The other party suddenly said so far, what to do?

"Haha," Mu Tianming stroked his long beard and shook his head, "You're wrong, that's because our ancestors understood very early that people who are not of our race will have different hearts."

"If you think of strangers as malicious first, you may lose a lot of opportunities; but if you start out as good people, you will end up being the natives of America."

Wang Wenwen had nothing to say about this.

With her intelligence, she has long understood that in this world, except for her mother who will treat her unconditionally, everyone else has their own goals.

So although her mother is often unreasonable, hysterical, and occasionally stupid... stubbornly arranging her life, she still won't do anything to each other, but can only forgive each other.

Wu Shanshan heard this, but suddenly said faintly: "What the master said is very true, the greatest benefit of drawing a work of fear is that it can wake up the world in their comfort zone, and let them always remember that survival is never about It is the gift of God, but the hard work that can only be achieved with blood, tears and struggle."

Hearing this, Mu Tianming's eyes brightened, and he looked at Wu Shanshan with burning eyes, and nodded again and again: "Yes, I didn't expect you to have such a profound understanding at such a young age. It turns out that you are the talented one among the three. The highest one. I have decided that I will teach you the art of painting my soul. If you achieve something, maybe you can truly inherit my mantle in the future."

"Soul painting?" Wu Shanshan muttered to herself.

Before, she was indifferent, just following Wen Rensheng's style of fishing in troubled waters, but now her face is serious, and she looks down at the painting tools placed on the seat.

"Yes, my mysterious painting is based on the fear that goes directly to the depths of people's souls, which is refined and sublimated~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and finally becomes a master-level skill. I wrote a few words to those people before, in fact They got a lot of money." Mu Tianming said very proudly.

"Cough," Wen Rensheng made a sound and reminded, "Master, let's continue the class."

"Stingy." Wang Wenwen said secretly, gesturing his pinky to Wen Rensheng.

From her point of view, Wen Rensheng was obviously unhappy that his talent was surpassed by his girlfriend.

Man, that's how it looks. It looks like a big heart, but it's often very small.

Wen Rensheng glared at her, he was always elegant. Even the enemy will respect the talent of the other party, how could he be jealous of the talent of his girlfriend?

In terms of talent, no one in this world can compare to him. Does he need to be jealous of others?

Alas, bosom friend is hard to find.

Mu Tianming looked at Wen Rensheng and smiled: "Okay, okay, let's go to class."

So the three continued to listen.