Taoist chanting

Chapter 422

Lu Xiner is wearing a delicate orange and autumn leaf dress, her dark green hair has turned into elegant golden yellow, holding a small yellow leaf umbrella in her hand, and a slender wooden sword on her waist, like an elf floating in the air .

She didn't even blink her eyeballs, she had been motionless for half an hour.

In Zhang Wenfeng's hand, he kept scraping and sketching on the drawing paper with charcoal sticks. He drew a three-inch-tall little Jingmei to a height of two feet, with black silk cloud temples, exquisite facial features, and leaf skirt patterns.

The little fairy in the painting seems to be dancing lightly, with the wind blowing through her clothes, fluttering like a fairy who does not eat fireworks.

Those big clean eyes with a natural smile make people's hearts melt.

When he stopped the charcoal sticks, Yun Qiuhe, who was watching the painting behind him, couldn't help but admire: "Guan Zhang Zhang is amazing, 'how fluttering the clothes are, and the light train follows the wind', so beautiful!"

Lu Chan'er, who was watching mesmerizingly on the shoulder of the temple master, nodded frequently in agreement: "It's really beautiful!"

She couldn't think of beautiful words, but felt that the elder sister in the painting was so beautiful that it was not like a mortal spirit.

The following disciples, Shui Qingru, Shang Qingyun, Zhuang Mi, Zhang Xuandong, etc., followed Guanzhu to learn ink painting. Most of them saw the lifelike charcoal painting for the first time. They were so shocked that their eyes lit up.

Talking in low voices, "It's so beautiful", "It's more like it than real", "It's a clever smile, and the beautiful eyes look forward to it".

After becoming the official twelfth-generation disciples of the Taoist temple, if they want to go out or go home, they can leave at will as long as they report to the head of the mountain, without too many restrictions.

The temple master is even more unassuming, and he is very easy-going when he teaches skills on weekdays.

On the contrary, it was the mountain chief who was serious and unsmiling, which made them feel in awe.

Zhang Wenfeng greeted Lu Xin'er who was still posing in the air, and said with a smile, "It's ok, thank you for your hard work."

He used some exaggerated painting techniques in animation, and the paintings have a unique artistic conception.

He found that he was immersed in the painting technique, and he was vaguely touched.

Any skill has something in common, perhaps, he spent more time on the creation of large-scale pictures?

Lu Xiner flew to the easel in a flash, and fell in love with the portrait that the viewer helped her draw with just one glance. The magnified self is really beautiful!Busily thanked in a soft voice: "You have worked so hard on the master, the painting is so good."

Laughter became a moving winter jasmine.

She was ashamed to praise herself for being pretty.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, and told Yun Qiuhe, who was about to take over the painting with his eyeballs, to roll his eyes, and said, "You can ask Lu Chaner to be a 'model' to draw a picture, pay attention to observe, their structure is slightly different from ours , Shen Yun is even more different, experience it slowly.”

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the specially arranged studio next to the training hall.

There was a lot of noise inside, and he smiled and ignored it, letting them go.

Walked out along the corridor, turned around and greeted: "Shui Qingru, are you okay?"

A girl who is 14 years old, her face, which was tanned by the wind and sun before, has become much fairer, and she is no longer in the shape of bean sprouts. Practicing boxing skills, her face was a little blushing, and she said via voice transmission: "My two sisters-in-law... find me someone to help me."

These embarrassing words should have been said to Daoist Yue, but Daoist Yue is often not in the mountain gate.

She really had nothing to say, and wanted to ask the temple master to help her make up an idea.

The sister-in-law is very tight, and there are only ten days left before the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled like a spring breeze, and said, "You have practiced Taoism for more than three years, what do you think?"

After all, she is still young, with insufficient knowledge and experience. Even though she has become a martial artist, she still dares not forcefully refuse her brother and sister-in-law's malicious intentions for her.

"I...I don't want to!"

There was a mist of grievance in the girl's eyes, and with the words of the Guanzhu, she immediately had the backbone in her heart.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't talk about small things, just nodded, and said: "You are an official disciple of Xianling Temple, a genealogy immortal master registered in the Daolu branch of the county seat, a monk who has the status of an 'individual' in the Da'an Dynasty, and receives a salary from the imperial court. People, it is impossible to let them fool around and find a mortal to marry. You tell them directly that according to the Taoist law of the Da'an Dynasty, if mortals interfere with monks' marriages, they can be sentenced to exile for thousands of miles and three years in prison!"

To deal with greedy people, the power to move out of the government is more effective than anything else.

It's okay for monks not to bully mortals, but they are persecuted by foolish men and women. What kind of reasoning is this?

The girl understood the meaning of the temple master, she had a basis and countermeasures in her mind, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Thank you, the temple master, for clarifying the confusion, this disciple will leave."

Zhang Wenfeng warned: "Talk to Daoist Yue later, she had a similar experience to you before."

Yue Anyan didn't have the status of a monk at that time, and was bullied by his brother and sister-in-law so that he left his hometown.

What he taught Shui Qingru was to cut the mess with a sharp knife, clean and neat.

And the greedy brother and sister-in-law of the same style, how polite to say.

Walking down the dwarf hill, I saw a donkey carrying Hu Qiang'er running from a distance. The two guys came back from nowhere just now, with an undisguised sweet smell wafting from their bodies, Hu Qiang'er jumped off the donkey's back , salute respectfully.

After Zhang Guanzhu returned the gift, he stopped and teased: "Lu Zijin, have you finished writing your handwriting? You are wandering around again."

He no longer restricts Hu Qiang'er from walking a hundred miles in front of his house, but he must be followed by a donkey or a mountain badger.

People's hearts are separated from the belly, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.

The donkey bared his teeth and smiled strangely: "It's already finished. Lord, you haven't seen me writing now, but it's almost too fast. I write quickly and well. The old cripple asked me to nag me several times. , want to ask me for a calligraphy, I have always had time."

It's a rare opportunity to show off in front of the temple master, and the donkey can seize the opportunity to shout.

"Really."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "After the new year, our Taoist temple will recruit more than a hundred new apprentices, and there is still a large shortage of scriptures. Lu Zijin, you write quickly and well, and help copy dozens of volumes... Hey, don't go Ah, to be honest."

The donkey ran away with Hu Qiang'er, who was smiling, and said: "My lord, you don't talk about martial arts, is that a donkey's job?"

It learned many new words from the viewer.

It's not stupid, the viewer wants to trick it into a donkey copying scriptures, so it won't be fooled.

Is it easy to write with a brush in your mouth?The skin of its mouth was worn out, and it did not know how much ink it drank for this.

Moreover, the copying of the scriptures should not be done in the slightest, page by page, and there should be no mistakes.

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't see the donkey showing off, so he beat the donkey away with a few words, and walked to the east side of the stream. There were craftsmen working everywhere in the enclosed mountains and wasteland. He went around every day when he was free.

"Monastery Master, Xinyue said that I would like you to go to White Fox Castle if you have time, to discuss some unimportant things. We just came back from there."

The donkey ran away, and Hu Qiang'er reminded him to turn around and bark again.

It now lives comfortably every day. Before, it was worried about the bottleneck and didn’t know when it would get stuck. After reading some books, it also figured it out. I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, so let it be.

Maybe eating and drinking, walking around and looking around will accumulate a lot of money, and once enlightened, the world will change fortunes, and the wind and moon will break through.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand, indicating that he understood, and turned back to the northwest. Xinyue had something to talk to him, and asked the donkey to talk to him, but he didn't come to the door. He guessed it was to share the spoils?
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(End of this chapter)