After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"Sir, take care. If you have any questions about the art of painting, please feel free to ask me!"

Senior Brother Ouyang sent him down the mountain with a smile on his face.

.....

Qiu Shui Pavilion.

On the stone table, there was a broken statue and a blurred picture of a god.

After Li Mo came back, he tried to observe the spirit again.

Then....

The night ghost statue and the visualization picture of the flesh and blood Buddha were both scrapped.

He gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and took out the Golden Crow Transforming into the Sun Picture.

The picture is fine.

But he also did not gain any growth in his mind and soul, let alone condensing his form and mind and breaking through the Xuandan.

"Which link went wrong?"

"My accumulation in the Xuandan realm is not enough?"

"Or is it because of...the immortal body?"

Li Mo couldn't help but think divergently.

The former is unlikely.

Then it can only be the latter.

Even the elders could not understand the immortal body and could only cross the river by feeling the stones.

"Now I can only try it slowly by myself."

"The God Viewing Map is not easy to obtain. Only by doing it yourself can you have enough food and clothing."

Li Mo took out the book "Miaobi Shenghua Moxilu" and began to study it with full concentration.

Don't say it.

Painting is really not an easy thing.

Composition, shape and artistic conception need to be perfectly combined together.

To draw a picture of the spirit, one even needs to concentrate one's own spirit on the tip of the brush and sketch it with the brush and ink.

This undoubtedly makes the difficulty of painting increase exponentially.

If you are not careful, a painting will be ruined.

"I guess my talent in painting is only slightly better than that in swordsmanship..."

Li Mo shook his head.

After reluctantly reading the entire Mo Xi Lu, he tried to use his insights from martial arts.

[Thirty years of martial arts insights injected into success]

good news.

The insights gained from martial arts can actually be used in this.

This is probably because the purpose of Mo Xi Lu itself is to draw the Guan Shen Tu, and it is also included in the martial arts.

Bad news...

【Thirty years of martial arts enlightenment have been consumed.】

[Your "Wonderful Writing and Ink Washing Record" has reached the initial stage of enlightenment.]

Li Mo: “….”

In his mind, he could see the look of grief-stricken brother Ouyang as he advised him not to learn painting.

Anyone who persuades others to learn painting will be cut into pieces.

This is absolutely true!

Obviously, beginners can only draw ordinary ink paintings. To draw a divine painting, one must at least reach a high level of proficiency.

【Thirty years of martial arts insights have been injected into success.】

In the first year, you recall all the scenes you have seen in your life and practice with all your might.

.....

In the 30th year, you feel that you have mastered all that your skills allow, but you still struggle to create a painting of the Gods. You feel that this is probably the limit of your ability in painting.

[When it comes to art, if you can’t do it, you can’t do it.]

If you haven't even found what you want to paint, how can you pour your soul into it?

【Thirty years of martial arts enlightenment have been consumed.】

Countless insights flooded my mind.

"I'm just deducing the art of painting, why is it so sarcastic?"

Student Li punched the stone table, causing the four treasures of the study to float into the air.

After another thirty years, there is not even a small achievement!

Is there any royal law?

Is there any law?

"what happened to you?"

The doubtful voice of a certain icy guy rang in my ears.

Looking up, I saw the girl standing alone with a sword in her arms under the setting sun, as if she was coated with a layer of fluorescence.

The evening breeze is a bit noisy.

The wind makes the leaves dance lightly, makes the girl's skirt fly, and makes her three thousand black hair flutter.

Li Mo was stunned.

I just learned to draw.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to pick up a pen.

"Ice block."

"Ok?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Except for the hot springs."

"Um....."

.....

dinner.

There is delicious food on the table.

Shang Wu looked curiously at the place not far away, and saw Li Mo sitting in front of the drawing board, carefully writing with his brush.

"What is he doing?"

"He asked me to help him practice painting."

Ying Bing withdrew his gaze and felt a little strange.

Li Mo was really focused at this time.

There is something indescribable about the feeling of having something carefully drawn by someone.

"draw?"

"You went to Ruyi Peak and got involved with that thing?"

Shang Wu’s eyes widened, and she rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush to Ruyi Peak.

The beautiful master was very angry.