"The master said that I am only beginning to nourish my mind now. The first thing to do is to understand the nature of heaven and earth. In addition to practicing kung fu every day, I should also find something that can make me focus on, such as practicing sword, carving, reading sages'' books, writing, and of course painting." Ning Hanlu explained to Du Ziyuan.

    "Really?" Du Ziyuan heard of this kind of thing for the first time. He doesn''t have a master. His practice depends on his own exploration. The operation of skills is systematically guided. He doesn''t worry about becoming possessed, but he knows nothing about other aspects. It turned out that painting could speed up his cultivation, but he didn''t feel much.

    [by the way, the spiritual state is mainly to understand nature. If you integrate your own ideological and artistic conception into the painting like an artist, it may indeed improve your spiritual power, but my paintings are craftsman oriented, and they are not the content you think of, and they are natural without effect.] Du Ziyuan guessed.

    Thinking of this, he said to Ning Hanlu, "if you want to draw, I''ll find you a painter to teach you. Learning my painting won''t help your cultivation."

    "Why? I think you are much better than those masters, and your paintings are much better than their ink paintings." Ning Hanlu didn''t understand.

    Du Ziyuan said to her seriously: "Listen, lu''er, I don''t draw ink painting because I don''t think ink painting is good, but it''s too abstruse. Even the gods in the sky don''t dare to thoroughly understand the way of ink painting. I don''t have the ability to draw good ink painting, so I find another way. I just take the lead in the style of painting. If I want to draw, ink painting can be very beautiful."

    "Really?" Ning Hanlu didn''t believe it.

    "Let''s have a try." Du Ziyuan took her back to the house.

    "Xiao Jin, bring me the brush and paper."

    "Oh, here we are." Xiao Jin like, who was reading the cartoon, took out all Du Ziyuan''s painting tools and took the initiative to help him develop ink. These were sent by Pei Mingyang when he settled the royalties last month. One set costs about 1000 liang of gold.

    Taking advantage of her time to study ink, Du Ziyuan opened a fan store and chose the "primary ink painting tutorial".

    "If the exchange is successful, 100000 fans and 5000 liang of gold will be deducted."

    Du Ziyuan only felt a flower in front of him. After he became clear again, he had appeared in a pure white room. There was a table in the room. The table was full of tools needed for ink painting, and the ink had been polished long ago.

    Then he found that his hand moved involuntarily. He picked up a brush, dipped it in ink and began painting.

    He first drew a mountain, saying it was a mountain. In fact, he just drew an arc in one stroke. However, the control of strength changed the level of color. At first glance, this simple arc really looks like a mountain.

    Then came water, flowers, birds, insects, fish... Painting one by one. Although they were involuntarily, Du Ziyuan remembered these movements. After painting one round, he went round after round. Until Du Ziyuan found that he had regained control of his body, he was still able to draw these pictures.

    When he met the teaching requirements, his body was controlled again. This time, he changed a fine pen and began to draw flowers and birds. Unlike the previous great coincidence, this time he drew extremely fine, and every petal and feather were lifelike.

    He knew in his heart that he had studied freehand painting before, and this time he studied meticulous painting. What he wanted was the painting skills of meticulous painting. Compared with freehand painting, this painting method is more suitable for story telling comics.

    After learning both painting methods, Du Ziyuan once again blossomed in front of him, and he returned to his home. On the one hand, Xiao Jin was still studying ink, while Ning Hanlu looked at him expectantly. Time didn''t seem to pass at all.

    Du Ziyuan is very satisfied with the effect of the tutorial. At least his current ink painting skills are enough to meet his painting needs.

    After Xiao Jin polished his ink, he began his own creation. Because after a preliminary course, he now wrote very smoothly. Thin lines were outlined, and after the outline appeared, he began to fill in details. The cultivation of the third tower of the Yangshen realm combined with the four-level physique of the upper forging realm made him write like the wind. In just one hour, an exquisite figure jumped on the paper.

    Ning Hanlu watched the whole painting gradually take shape, and his mouth had already opened into an O shape. Although there were only black and white, Du Ziyuan painted a water and ink painting completely different from her previous impression. There was no doubt that the person in the painting was her, because it was too similar, but it was different from the image recorded by Lingguang jade, so he could still recognize that it was a painting.

    "Can ink painting draw such a picture?" Ning Hanlu was shocked and didn''t know how to express it. Du Ziyuan''s painting completely broke her previous understanding of ink painting.

    Beautiful, dignified, antique, ink and wash painting, it has all the charm, but it is better than ordinary ink painting.

    "OK." Du Ziyuan shook his wrist and was satisfied that he could reproduce the picture in his mind.

    In that dream, the painting method of combining meticulous painting with comics has long appeared. It can be seen in works such as changgexing, nanyanzhai transcripts, and even on the covers of some online novels. Du Ziyuan had a general impression of painting style in his mind, and then combined with the meticulous painting skills he had just learned, it was not difficult to copy Ning Hanlu.

    Ning Hanlu, who came back to God, suddenly grabbed his hand and begged, "teacher Shanfeng! I want to learn this! Can you teach me, please."

    Du Ziyuan said, "I told you, learning painting from me can''t raise God."

    "Just teach me." Ning Hanlu looked at him pitifully. Her eyes were already wet, as if she was ready to cry to him at any time.

    Du Ziyuan can''t help her. Who can refuse the request of an 11-year-old girl with high appearance? The key is their own female fans.

    "Well, you''ll be my assistant for a while these days. If you do well, I''ll mention it to your master next time he comes, and I''ll teach you when he agrees." he finally chose a compromise.

    "OK! OK! Thank you, Mr. Shanfeng!" Ning Hanlu immediately smiled happily.

    "Oh, and don''t call me by my pseudonym!"

    "Ah... Oh, I''ll call you teacher."

    "Call brother."

    "OK, teacher, brother."

    “……”

    Du Ziyuan didn''t take her as an assistant on a whim. In fact, he had this plan for a long time