Chapter 1178: God Pen Horse

In the past, Xiao Fei heard that painting "Send the King of Heaven" by Sheng Wu Daozi is very valuable. Now that he sees the deity, he wants him to draw another pair and get the mortal to sell the money.
"Send the King of Heaven"?
When Wu Daozi heard it, his face became more ugly: "Sorry, I don't remember the painting I once painted."
Do you recognize your own fame? Xiao Fei’s heart is strange, and he can’t figure out why. If he is a little knowledgeable, he will definitely understand why. The original name of "Send the King of Heaven" is called "The Sakyamuni Picture". The painting is the scene when Buddhism was able to descend. The summer court is the site of the gate...
Wu Daozi was born in the Tang Emperor Gaozong period. At that time, Tang Yin had already recovered. His Chinese thoughts were affected by the large-scale belief in Buddhism in China.
Later, when I got to the sky, I found out that it was awesome, but it was too late. So after that, he never wanted anyone to mention the painting.
"The Son of Heaven" is now on the earth, but it is not the original, but the slogan of the Song people. It is now in the Osaka Art Museum of Japan and is for the world to pay tribute. China has had many representations with the Japanese and has not come back. The original is actually taken up by him because he does not want to admit that he has painted.
After he was taken up, he did not burn. After all, this painting embodies his half-hearted efforts and is the pinnacle of his artistic attainments.
"Well, since you don't admit it, anyway, the main purpose of my coming today is not to paint." Xiao Fei said: "Don't you draw your way into the road, give me a copy of your cultivation secrets."
"It’s my own secret method to draw into the Tao. The world is the third world. Only I will be alone. How can I give it to you easily?
Wu Daozi said coldly.
"You don't want to find a descendant?" Xiao Fei said.
"I don't want to, don't pass the light." Wu Daozi said indifferently, "Please." He ordered him to be ordered.
"Oh, let's say goodbye." Xiao Fei said, after turning around, he left.
"Wait." Wu Daozi hurriedly stopped him and said: "Being caught up with you, I am unlucky. Come with me in the studio, I will give you the secret of Xiu Xian."
When he saw Xiao Fei turning around, he knew that he thought too simple. Xiao Fei, will it be so easy to leave? His master Qi Tian Da Sheng, when he stole the fairy liquor, stealing the peaches and stealing the elixir of Laojun. If you want to get something, you will never return empty-handed. And Xiao Fei did not panic, but also robbed others of things.
Laojun, who has a strong mana, has nothing to do with him, let alone himself? If you don't promise him, it is estimated that the room will be evacuated by him. Moreover, the secret room of the Uranus map is hidden in the secret room. If he is taken out and displayed everywhere, it will definitely cause a great disaster, let the Jade Emperor suspicion, saying that he is in the door, his heart is in bliss.
"This is almost the same." Xiao Fei said.
Painting the sacred face with Xiao Fei into the studio, pointing to a secret book on the shelf, said to Xiao Fei: "This cheat is my understanding of the way to draw, you take it, don't bother me anymore. ""
However, Xiao Fei was not in a hurry to take it and looked around. Seeing the walls of the studio, his paintings are everywhere. Most of the paintings are beautiful fairy, there are seven fairies of the Queen Mother, and the fairy. Each painting is full of charm and skill. The heart wants to take the mortal to sell money, and it must be worthless.
After careful observation, I saw a dark grid on the left wall, which is very secret. Suspicion in my heart: "Do you, in this dark space, hide his magic weapon?"
"Why don't you take it?" Seeing Xiao Fei's eyes turn around, Wu Daozi jumped in his heart.
"Well, I took it." Xiao Fei said, after he finished, he waved his hand and took the secret of Xiu Xian in his hand and threw it into the bag.
"Do you have any pens and pens here, and give me two. Just like the Ma Liang, the painting becomes real. One guest does not bother the two masters, and sends the Buddha to the west." Xiao Fei Said.

When you paint, it becomes true?
Wu Daozi said disdainfully.
That’s all imaginary, and it’s not reliable. There is no such magic pen.

"It’s right, too." Xiao Fei said, "The story of the Ma Liang said that he painted a mountain and there will be a mountain at once. It is impossible. The huge monster of mountain and river geography only has the power of creation. Yes, it can be created. But if you draw a bunny into a real rabbit, you don't need much fairy power."
"In addition to painting the wind, it is possible to have a real wind. After all, the wind, such a thing, can generally be called by the spiritual symbols." Xiao Fei said, "You should have this power as a painting holy." ?"
"The way of painting, is it so simple to draw a picture?" Wu Daozi sneered: "Strong painting, can make terrible attacks, power is no less than the five elements of fairy law. Even my own, I have realized the fur Only. If you don't cultivate yourself, you don't have to know too much."
"I don't care how strong your painting is, how much you have learned." Xiao Fei said: "You only need to give me two pens, not too strong, just draw rabbits and become rabbits."
"Get it!" Wu Daozi understands that he will inevitably break the money today, and he will not argue with Xiao Fei. He throws two writing brushes from the pen holder to Xiao Fei: "These two pens are used after I have been used for years. Already have a strong power, it is not a problem to draw a rabbit and become a rabbit. Please don't bother me later."
"I will give it a try." Xiao Fei ignored his last intention. Grab a brush and take a piece of paper on the table and start painting on it.
"My drawing paper..." Wu Daozi hurriedly wanted to stop, but it was too late, and Xiao Fei had already written. I saw his fist clenched the brush and first painted a circle on it as a rabbit head. Then draw a larger circle as a body. Two long ears, last point on the tail and limbs...
He never learned to paint, and the rabbit he painted, whether it is the line or the body proportion, is very outrageous and nothing. It is simply a child's graffiti, kindergarten level.
"In our time, even the three-year-olds were better than you." Wu Daozi said contemptuously. "It’s a pity that my paintings are all fairy cherries. It takes me a hundred years to make a Zhang, it’s been ruined by you."
"No matter what I paint, as long as it is a rabbit," Xiao Fei said in a big way.
"Are you sure you are painting a rabbit, not a turtle?" Wu Daozi said.
"Do you have two ears in your tortoise?" Xiao Fei said with no anger. "And, you said that this pen can be made into a picture, why didn't my picture become a real rabbit?"