Drawing Ice Block!

"Junior brother, please don't do anything rash!"

Upon hearing Li Mo say that he wanted to learn painting and paint on his own, Ouyang leaned back slightly, his expression changing drastically.

Is there a problem?

Li Mo didn't know why he suddenly changed color.

"To persuade someone to learn painting is to be condemned to a thousand cuts; such a person is a complete traitor!"

With a serious expression, Ouyang began to recount the shortcomings of learning traditional Chinese painting, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube:

"First of all, to learn the art of painting, one must have talent. Having a natural aptitude for this is even more difficult than having superior Root Bone for martial arts."

There's no need to worry about talent.

Li Mo thought to himself that it couldn't possibly be worse than his swordsmanship talent.

Just use the insights you've gained.

Besides, he had no intention of becoming a master of painting or calligraphy.

Being able to roughly draw the Lower Form is enough.

The rest can be left to the Creation Seal!

Ouyang twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but advise again:

"Learning to paint is also very expensive."

"When I first started learning traditional Chinese painting, my family thought I had gotten involved in something illegal or disorderly."

"Hilarious! What's more valuable than fine writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones than illegal and disorderly items?"

In response, Little Li smiled shyly:

"I've acquired a few sets of the Four Treasures of the Study; that should be enough for practicing... right?"

He laid out the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone that had been provided as feedback on the investment.

"You're using these... to practice?"

Ouyang opened his mouth.

Li Mo waved his hand. "It's just sitting there anyway, might as well use it."

Ouyang: "..."

Listen to yourself, are you even speaking human language?

Green Vein Jade Slip... Dustless Brush... Pine Pattern Purple Smoke Beast Ink... Qilin Fragrance-Producing Inkstone...

Even the greatest scholars of our time couldn't put together such a lavish set.

Take that piece of animal ink, for example.

His teacher waited more than ten years at the auction to finally get one, and spent almost half of his fortune to buy it.

His fists clenched; at that moment, he desperately wanted to hit someone, but he was no match for them.

When they said goodbye to Li Mo, they all had complicated expressions on their faces.

"By the way, junior brother."

"Um?"

"Next time you look for me, just come in. Don't shout that Elder Shang Wu is here, or I'll be too scared to paint all day."

"Knew."

Little Li politely presented Senior Brother Ouyang with a thousand taels of silver, comforting his wounded heart.

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

Senior Brother Ouyang saw him off down the mountain with a big smile on his face.

Autumn Water Pavilion.

On the stone table lay a broken statue and a faded Divine Observation Diagram.

After Li Mo returned, he tried to Divine Observation again.

Then...

The Night Ghost statue and the Flesh Buddha visualization were both destroyed.

With gritted teeth and a determined heart, he took out the Golden Crow Sun-Transformation Diagram.

The picture is fine.

However, he also did not gain any Will Soul growth, let alone condense his Form-Will and break through the Profound Pill.

"Which part of the process went wrong?"

"Is it because my cultivation at the Profound Pill Realm is insufficient?"

"Is it still because of... the Immortal Body?"

Li Mo's thoughts began to wander.

The former is unlikely.

That leaves only the latter.

Even the elders couldn't understand the Immortal Body; they could only proceed cautiously, feeling their way forward.

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

"Divine Observation Diagram is not easy; you have to do it yourself to be self-sufficient."

Li Mo took out the book "The Ink Washing Record of Exquisite Writing" and began to study it with great concentration.

Don't say it.

Painting is really not a simple thing.

Composition, form, and artistic conception need to be perfectly combined.

To paint Divine Observation Diagram, one even needs to concentrate one's own Will Soul at the tip of the brush, and then use the brush to outline the image.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of drawing exponentially.

A single mishap can ruin a painting.

"I estimate that my talent for drawing is only slightly better than my talent for kendo..."

Li Mo shook his head.

After barely managing to study the entire "Ink Washing Record," he tried to use his understanding of martial arts.

[Thirty years of martial arts insights successfully infused]

Good news.

Martial arts insights can actually be applied to this.

This is probably because the Ink Washing Record itself aims to draw Divine Observation Diagram and is therefore categorized as a martial art.

Bad news...

[Thirty years of martial arts insights have been exhausted.]

[Your "Masterful Brushstrokes: A Record of Ink Washing" has reached the initial stage of maturity.]

Li Mo: "..."

In his mind, he saw the pained expression on his Senior Brother Ouyang as he advised him not to learn painting.

To persuade someone to learn painting is to be subjected to a thousand cuts.

That's absolutely true!

Clearly, a beginner can only paint ordinary ink paintings; to paint Divine Observation Diagram, one must at least reach a high level of skill.

[Thirty years of martial arts insights successfully infused.]

[In your first year, you recall every scene you've ever seen in your life and practice with all your might.]

[In your thirtieth year, you feel you've mastered everything technique can, yet you still struggle to paint Divine Observation Diagram. You believe this is probably the pinnacle you can achieve in the art of painting.]

In art, if you're not good at it, you're not good at it.

[You haven't even found what you want to draw, so how can you talk about pouring your heart into it?]

[Thirty years of martial arts insights have been exhausted.]

Countless insights flooded my mind.

"I was just deduce a technique of painting, why are you being sarcastic!"

Little Li slammed his fist on the stone table, causing the writing implements to float into the air.

Another thirty years of investment, and not even a small achievement!

Is there no law left?

Is there no law left?!

"What's wrong with you?"

A questioning voice came from a certain Ice Block beside my ear.

Looking up, one sees a young girl standing alone with her sword in her arms under the setting sun, as if she were bathed in a layer of fluorescence.

The evening breeze was somewhat noisy.

The wind made the leaves dance lightly, made the girl's skirt flutter, and made her long black hair dance.

Li Mo was taken aback.

I just learned to draw.

He suddenly felt a strong urge to pick up a pen.

"Ice Block."

"Um?"

"Could you do me a favor?"

"Besides soaking in hot springs."

"Um..."

Dinner.

A delicious meal was laid out on the table.

Shang Wu looked curiously into the distance, where she saw Li Mo sitting upright in front of the easel, earnestly wielding his brush and ink, his strokes flowing like dragons and snakes.

What is he doing?

He asked me to help him practice traditional Chinese painting.

Ying Bing withdrew her gaze, a slight feeling of unease creeping into her heart.

Li Mo was truly focused at that moment.

The feeling of having something carefully drawn by someone has an indescribable quality.

"Draw?"

"You went to Ruyi Peak and got some of that stuff on you?"

Shang Wu's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she rolled up her sleeves, ready to rush to Ruyi Peak.

The beautiful master was furious.

This is trying to lead her precious apprentice astray!

"Master, I wanted to learn it myself."

Li Mo spoke helplessly.

"Then the problem is even bigger!"

Shang Wu walked to his side.

He glanced at the picture on the Green Vein Jade Slip and froze for a moment.

In an instant, he stopped being so loud and boisterous.

"Um?"

Ying Bing was a little curious, so she quietly moved to the side as well.

The girl's figure leaps vividly from the paper.

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But...

I can actually tell it's her.

There will be another chapter tonight, but it'll probably be quite late; you can read it tomorrow.