God catch

Chapter 335 The Painting of True Meaning
Tieshan blushed and quickly looked around, because if he didn't look, he would fall down.

"Ok?"

It was from Tieshan, his face full of surprise and inexplicable.

"What a picture..."

It was from Yuhuang, with a look of surprise on his face.

She has a completely different starting point from Tieshan.

Soon, the two landed smoothly.

"Brother Xiao, you are standing on the ground and not in the air? How did you discover the secret of this purple bamboo forest?" Tieshan asked with his fists clasped.There was no more contempt and sarcasm on his face, as if the student was asking the teacher a question, he was quite polite.

"I saw it by accident and calculated it. However, from the expressions of the two of you, I can be sure that my speculation is completely correct." Xiao Qiyue said.

"Brother Xiao, this purple bamboo forest is simply a beautiful painting. Was it deliberately arranged in advance? It's so beautiful, I don't want to fall down." Yu Huang sighed.

"It must have been arranged in advance, Brother Xiao, I was wondering, isn't this a beautiful bamboo array?" Tieshan asked.

"If you have a picture in your heart, it will become a picture naturally. Entering the Tao with writing is God's will. People say that if you lose your horse, how can you know it's not a blessing?" Xiao Qiyue laughed heartily, and the sound shook the bamboo leaves rustling, echoing throughout the purple bamboo forest between.

"It's a good one who has a picture in his heart, and it will naturally become a picture. Young man, you are a literary talent, please come down and sit down." At this moment, a refined voice came, as if it came out of the ground.

"Thank you for the invitation, Master. Xiao is here too." Xiao Qiyue smiled, not pretentious, not pretentious, pulled out the Qinglong Moon Spear and spun it back and forth, and immediately, it drilled into the ground like a drilling machine.

Silt was flying, and soon a well with a diameter of about half a foot was drilled.

Xiao Qiyue slid down, and Tieshan and Yuhuang were very curious, so they slid down.

Soon, the three stopped in front of a stone wall.

"Well... I was born in a family of police officers. I have been a police officer for nearly 20 years. Although I found this small piece of soil to be a little special, I didn't dare to think about it. Brother Xiao's eyes are like gods, and I admire Iron Mountain. Admiration." Tieshan clasped his fists, with a look of resignation.

"Senior could have come out a long time ago, why didn't you want to come out?" Xiao Qiyue said towards the wall.

"Alas..." A long sigh sounded, as if extremely miserable.

"Who's inside?" Yu Huang couldn't help asking.

"The owner of this house." Xiao Qiyue said.

"Wen Zhenyun?" Yu Huang almost bit her tongue.

"That's right." Xiao Qiyue nodded.

"Didn't he travel a long time ago? If he was inside, why did he let that dog slave Wen Yang do anything wrong and gamble the house?" Yu Huang didn't understand this.

"Maybe this is just a cover to create a false impression for everyone. In fact, Master Wen wants to completely leave the world of mortals and concentrate on practicing." Tieshan said.

"Hehe, no." Xiao Qiyue shook her head and said, "It wasn't what he wanted, but it was just unintentional."

"Brother Xiao, what you said is too profound. Let's be more blunt. It makes my heart itch. Is it annoying?" Yu Huang blamed Xiao Qiyue with a white look. Tieshan's eyes straightened, and he sighed in his heart that there is such a beauty in the world?Brother Xiao is really lucky.

"If my guess is correct, all of this is a 'good thing' done by Wen Yang, a slave with extremely evil intentions.

He wanted to occupy the Wen family's old house, but he felt that his conscience couldn't bear it.

Therefore, the master was imprisoned underground.

And, let it run its course.

In fact, he built a tomb of the living dead for his master. However, there are quite a lot of funeral objects. At least Wen Yang still has a little conscience, and moved all the poems, paintings and calligraphy that the master liked during his lifetime into the ground.

It's just that it was a bad thing at first, but it was unexpected that the master, under extreme hardship, would learn the Tao with literature, learn without a teacher, and usher in a new era of martial arts.

I could have gone out a long time ago, but I lamented that the world is unpredictable and the world is dangerous, so I didn't want to come out immediately.

In this way, he practiced deeply in the underground, unexpectedly, his understanding of literature has further penetrated, and he has achieved the master's terrifying literary style and martial arts.

Master, boy, I am right. "Xiao Qiyue clasped her fists together.

"You seem to have seen it with your own eyes, but Wen Yang is dead, so that should be impossible. So, young man, you are the first ghost Wen admires. Hahaha, come in." There was a crisp click When the sound came, the stone wall cracked automatically, and Xiao Qiyue and the three walked in through the crack.

The fragments of calligraphy and painting all over the wall made Yu Huang and Tieshan a little dizzy.

But on the calligraphy and painting all over the floor, there is an unshaven man with disheveled hair, who looks like a devil sitting cross-legged.

"Master Wen, Wen Yang probably only prepared food for you for a few months.

And you can only wait to die when the food runs out.

And you put it to death and came back to life, and you actually entered the Tao with literature.

Otherwise, what we see today is just a pile of bones. " Tieshan said, pointing to the broken bowl.

"That's right, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to know everything all of a sudden. The world is really unpredictable, and who would have thought that I, Wen Zhenyun, became enlightened because of eating these calligraphy and paintings." Wen Zhenyun brushed his hair, revealing With a plump and jade-like cheek, what a refined scholar, it is really extraordinary.

"Did you live on these calligraphy and paintings all these years?" Yu Huang was dumbfounded.

"Hehe, I never thought that calligraphy and painting are so delicious. Moreover, the more you eat, the more energetic you become, and, while eating, you actually know the way of martial arts." Wen Zhenyun said with a smile, "Fortunately, that dog slave gave me I have prepared piles of calligraphy and paintings, otherwise, there would be not enough to eat."

"Master's words are wrong, at first you ate other people's calligraphy and paintings, but later you ate your own.

Going down, you eat while painting.

Hehe, that dog slave has prepared a lot of blank paper for you.

And, you see, there is a big pool of ink.

That dog slave is still admirable, and he can still think of it. "Xiao Qiyue laughed.

"It's no wonder that the ink in the forest is fragrant, so that's how it came from." Tieshan suddenly realized.

"Brother Tie, you are wrong." Xiao Qiyue shook her head.

"I was wrong?" Tieshan was unconvinced again.

"The scent of ink in the forest is not real ink, but the master's 'Tao' and 'Wu'. In fact, the purple bamboo forest that looks like a painting is the master's 'true painting'." Xiao Qi said the month.

"The 'power of true meaning' can actually affect the arrangement of the growth of the bamboo forest, and integrate the artistic conception into the bamboo forest. Isn't it true that the master's true meaning can be painted immediately, and the enemy can be trapped and destroyed with one thought and one gesture?" Tieshan was shocked.

"The master's martial arts are in the painting, and the Tao is in the text. Every move and style is a painting, a word, maybe it's just a couplet, maybe it's just a word." Xiao Qiyue said.

"Hahaha, good, good, a confidant is hard to find, in life, one confidant is enough!

Young man, I'm leaving, this house is yours, and this painting is yours too.

Just now you were worried about Gong Wutong's safety, so let her live in this purple bamboo forest?
Don't dare to say anything else, at least, in Jiangdu Province, no one can break through this forest.

You can come in and out as you like, especially Mr. Xiao, you are the master, this forest is yours, everything is under your control.

I'm leaving, I'm going to find literary masters, masters of Chinese studies to discuss, little friend, goodbye. "Wen Zhenyun laughed three times, and a scroll fell into Xiao Qiyue's hands like a feather.

(End of this chapter)