Library of Heaven’s Path

"Seeing material and painting time is not useful for cracking seals?"

The bronze mask frowned and interrupted the hanging.

"There is no direct effect, but based on this, the cause of the painting can be inferred, and why the other party should leave a seal, as well as the shortcomings and loopholes of the seal."

Zhanghang gently smiles.

"In the era of painting alone, you can speculate on the shortcomings and loopholes of the seal... This is a bit arrogant!" The tail rolled up, and Zhang Jiuyi on one side looked up, because the speech was too hard, the head was The durian trembles and seems to fall off at any time.

Although everyone did not speak, but they also agreed with his point of view, the age of the painting, carefully read, accurate to which year, can at best explain your strong ability to treasure, but what is the relationship with the seal?

"You don't understand, it doesn't mean I can't see it!"

Lifting a chuckle, Zhang hanging his body, his face full of self-confidence, along the calligraphy and painting, around a circle, suddenly looked at the president of the Painting and Calligrapher Association not far away: "This must be the Association of Calligraphers and Writers It’s long!”

"In the next Mengchong, you will be the president of the Calligraphers Association!"

Meng Chong will rise up and hold a fist.

"Meng Mengchang, I want to bother you to tell you about it. Two hundred and forty-four years ago, what kind of painting style did you circulate with the Qingyuan Imperial Calligraphers' Guild? What kind of ink is good?" /

Zhang Hang Road.

"This..."

After stunned, Mengchong’s president thought for a moment, saying: “The Qingyuan Empire was more than 2,100 years ago, and it’s popular [fixed version]! That is to say, like printing and publishing, when painting According to a specific format, a specific size, a fixed layer of smear. This way of painting, usually first put a layer of ink on the paper, and then layer by layer, each layer, and strive to improve, There are no flaws... In doing so, although it looks cumbersome, it can make the paintings neat and not leaking!"

Painting, like cultivation, will change with time, and every era will have obvious traces, which is completely different from another era.

For this reason, the treasurer can successfully identify the age of the treasure, without deviation.

The solid-painting painting, which flourished between 2,000 and 2,500 years ago, was widely spread, and the most influential one was the old man without compassion.

So, when everyone sees the work, they know that this person is left behind.

"Yes, it's a solid drawing!"

I heard the other party's explanation in great detail. Zhang sud nodded. "This method of painting can make the work neat and incomparable, just like printing, but it also has great defects...that is, all inks must be used in the same amount. The whole picture is flat like a knife cut, otherwise... it is laughed at by others, deviant, the level is too bad..."

Zhang Hang smiled and said: "Look at this painting, regardless of the landscape or the surrounding sky, flowers, and the same thickness..."

All the people brushed and looked at it, and the gods stirred up.

After a moment, all nodded.

It is true.

If the other party doesn't say it, I really don't see it.

"How about leveling?" The bronze mask snorted: "I just need to crack the seal!"

"Don't worry, listen to me, and want to crack the seal, you must know this!"

Zhang Suhang continued: "I have already said that this painting was finished in two decades, separated by a whole thirty years! That is to say, thirty years ago, the painting was complete, and the picture must be Flat... Thirty years later, this sad old man deliberately added white clouds to cover up what! Since the ink has been added, the thickness is definitely different. Can you see the position of the white clouds now, can you see what?” /

The people looked at the direction of Baiyun again, and they all frowned.

"It seems to be equally flat..."

"Nothing changed?"

The sound is heard.

The picture of the white clouds and other places are equally flat, and there is no problem at all.

"It seems that, needless to say, everyone has seen it, it is flat! It also shows that ... he not only added ink on it, but also cut off the original pattern!" nod.

"This..." Everyone's eyes widened and they couldn't believe it.

"Take off the original, and then re-draw different, this...how can it be done?" The president of the Calligraphers Association, Meng Chong, couldn’t help it.

As a seven-star peak painter, I know the difficulty.

No matter what kind of material, if the ink is stained, it will penetrate into it, scrape it off, and re-paint different patterns... Can it be done?

"It's hard, but...if you use [Voidal Book]?" Zhang Hangdao.

"Using Nether Book? That... will fall!"

The president of Meng Chong continued.

The void book is equivalent to painting in the air, and the painting itself cannot be merged. As long as it moves, the two will definitely be separated... How can it be the same as the present, the perfection of fusion?

"This is the same as Zhang Jiuyi’s Zhang Shi, adding a special spirituality. If you compare Baiyun and the previous paintings into two pieces of paper... this spirituality is glue, so that they can be perfectly integrated, but not Mutual interference!" Zhang Suspension nodded.

"It turns out to be..."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Before Zhang Jiuyi said that there is spirituality in the seal, everyone is somewhat puzzled. After listening to the explanation, this will understand that this is the case.

"Say it, isn't it the same as my result?" Zhang Jiu licked his mouth.

I thought that this guy could say something amazing theory, and the result went around, just like the conclusion he got.

"Not the same!" Zhang shook his head: "You know that there is a mixture of the two paintings. You know why this happens and how can you eliminate it?"

"I..."

The face is red, and Zhang Jiuqi can't speak.

The reason why he knows this is because in the family, he has seen someone cracking a similar work... As for why he did this, how to crack it, he did not know.

If you really want to know the truth, it’s not all durian on the head, and the tail is thick and long.

"There are two paintings that are spiritually combined and play a fixed role. According to the normal situation, it is difficult to separate them and force them to do it. Instead, both paintings will be scrapped... It seems that they are going to stick with glue. If the two pieces of paper are separated for thousands of years, even if they succeed, can you identify the paintings below, and you can identify them?"

No longer paying attention to this self-righteous son, Zhang Hangdao.

"This..."

The face is pumped, and the bronze mask has no arrogance, but it is silent.

His purpose is to see what is sealed below. If it is forcibly separated, the following ones will not be seen, and the above will be destroyed... absolutely not worth the candle.

"I don't know Zhang, can there be a way to ensure that there are no problems below?"

After hesitating, look over.

In front of you, you can say so in detail that it is a matter of knowing, perhaps... something that others can’t do, he can do it.

"I can say so much, naturally confident!"

Gently smile, Zhang nodded.

"Oh? Please enlighten me..."

The eyes are bright, and the bronze mask is busy holding a fist.

"It's very simple!"

Nodded, Zhang said: "If he uses other things to blend, it is difficult to complete, but... it is easy to use spirituality! The spirituality of combining two paintings, like the spirituality of plants, will only be specific. The way to grow or run is to accomplish certain tasks, and there is no self-awareness in itself! This is why the president must be very clear."

"Yeah!"

阮The president nodded.

Many plants are also spiritual, controlling the absorption of nutrients and growing themselves...but not with the spirituality of animals, they have the idea of ​​self, running around and shunning.

"This spiritual task is to merge the two paintings together and never separate them. If... I can make it an animal spirituality, have a self-intelligence, do you think... it will not , continue to merge?"

Zhang Hang laughed.

"This..."

"If this spirituality has a sense of ingenuity, the white clouds on the painting are like the body is sore, it is very uncomfortable, it will definitely get rid of it!"

"It's true, just... it's not easy to give this spiritual spirit?"

"I don't know about this..."

......

Everyone has a bright eye and a confused eye.

It’s easy to get a weapon, but it’s not that simple to give this spiritual silence that has been silenced for thousands of years.

"This kind of spiriting method is not easy, but... I just happened to be able to do it!"

Zhang Hang laughed.

"Please also ask Zhang to help... If you can finish it, there must be a gift from you..."

Bronze mask is all over.

Before , he couldn’t stand it. He felt that everyone in the Qingyuan Empire had a false name. After listening to the analysis of the teacher, he admired the five bodies.

Being so short, finding out the crux of the problem, and really finding a solution, no matter how eyesight or knowledge, is beyond the crowd.

"I don't have to worry, I can do it. In order to ensure that the two paintings are not damaged, we must first determine some things..."

Zhang Hang Road.

"Yes!" The bronze mask nodded: "I don't know Zhang, what I need, but when I ask for it, I want to meet it..."

It’s easy to explain. It’s not easy to do it. Otherwise, he won’t get this thing for so long, and he can’t solve it.

"Not needed yet!"

Zhang shook his head and paused. He rubbed his wrist and took out a brush: "This painting is a whole. If you want to start the spirit, you must destroy the artistic conception of the painting, or open a gap and let the consciousness Entering it, if you do this, you will be hurt by the painting, and you will be forgiven!"

"Nothing!" The bronze mask nodded.

What he wants is the seal. The painting is precious. If you can see the following things, it is worth it.

"That's good..."

There was a sigh of relief, holding the brush in my hand, Zhang Sushang was trying to get ink, suddenly frowned, and looked at Zhang Jiuyi, not far away, and screamed.

"I still have a seven-star teacher, how can I have no eyesight? I have to study ink!"