When he came to Bingling Grottoes again, Zhong Yue slowly entered the half-man-high grotto with awe. He didn't know why he designed it in this form, or was it just a coincidence that the grotto was collapsed due to the above grottoes, and then there happened to be such a thin slit that leads to the painting wall.

From the previous one, in addition to the damage caused by collapse in some places, this wall was isolated from most of the air, which made the color on the wall very well preserved. In addition, its exquisite painting skills, it presents dazzling bright white under the perception of the ink-like world, which is not common in ordinary paintings.

Zhong Yue was familiar with the road and was preparing to explore the magical secret realm again. After seeing this, Zhong Yue became more and more interested in learning such a stroke of luck, so he had to come again.

The last time, because Ji Wang was by his side, Zhong Yue did not use the nine powers of the gods and man because he was afraid of being noticed. This time, he came alone to recreate the ruins of the Painting Saint.

Although the system's current ability cannot include this mural, Zhong Yue can use other methods to ponder the lonely work of Wu Daozi. Go back to the original and simplest method, which is to use simulation to approach the truth. However, the props that Zhong Yue simulated were the simplest pens, but now, Zhong Yue uses the nine powers of the gods to simulate and evolve Wu Daozi's painting skills.

Often when you can't find a clue, the easiest way cannot be said to be the most effective, but it must be more useful than no way. Zhong Yue's consciousness was attached to Mo Yun, and had already passed through that narrow gap and began to enter the open area. Under the evolution of Mo Yun Tian and Earth, everything became pure.

This painting of Wu Daozi's pastoral history gradually became a simple line structure in Zhong Yue's eyes, and it was the most primitive method to simulate and evolve it.

The eight methods of painting bones combined with the structure of the Yin-Yang Dragon Picture can repeatedly fix the trajectory of Zhong Yue when controlling the ink rhyme. Although it cannot be copied 100% into a rare book, Zhong Yue's simulation and evolution is equivalent to copying the painting, and it is better than copying. It is the brushwork of copying the painting saint, which is something other painters cannot do.

Many of Wu Daozi's painting skills were also mastered by Zhang Sengyou, especially some concave and convex techniques, using calligraphy to paint, etc. These were the pioneers pioneered by Zhang Sengyou, the master of painting, so Zhong Yue also found evidence and combination from copying.

One hundred thousand Buddhas in the sky are all in Zhong Yue’s ink rhyme, like mutated stars, constantly evolving from a little ordinary ink rhyme to the appearance of a painting wall.

"The three thousand missions of the host's Buddha-shaping are achieved."

"The five hundred missions for hosting the stele are achieved."

"The plot task is 100% complete, reward: [Zhang Daqian's painting method system], [Huaisu's cursive brushwork system]! Congratulations to the host!"

The long-lost system congratulations sounded, and the murals in front of Zhong Yue gathered all the ink rhymes and turned into a small booklet.

"The system includes a volume of the top copy of "Wu Daozi 100,000 Fozhou" and rewards 30,000 achievement points."

Although the painting skills obtained by copying are not the original inheritance of Wu Daozi's painting skills, it is impossible for two identical paintings in this world. Even if the paintings collected by Zhong Yue in ink are somewhat different from the original paintings, what Zhong Yue has gained in this way is the insights and diligence in painting skills. These are things that ordinary people need more than ten years to have an enlightenment.

"Is this done?" Zhong Yue was a little surprised. He had originally completed the task of shaping Buddhas, and planned to go to the cliff cave to copy the inscriptions. As a result, the method of calligraphy was integrated into the shaping Buddhas. On the cliffs of 100,000 Fozhou, there were also moments, and it also became the completion point of the task, which saved a lot of energy.

"Let this peerless painting sleep here forever." Although Zhong Yue also wanted to see the painting up close, he thought that such a difficult excavation might have to hollow out the mountain. This is not as good as the previous Sutra Cave. He was worried that his technique of Dianshan Dingbao was too amazing. Thinking about it, it was considered a cultural relic, so he didn't plan to tell it out and slowly moved out of the Bingling Grottoes.

"Mr. Qiu, have you found anything?"

Zhong Yue took the mineral water handed over by the enthusiastic Xu Yongnian, took a sip, and he was sweating again and was a little exhausted, "No."

"The cave shouldn't be very shady. Why do you look like a sauna when you enter twice?"

"Oh, maybe it's because of the narrowness."

Xu Yongnian smiled, "This is the original copy of Mr. Qiu's drawing. Although I really want to collect it, Xu can't afford this exquisite painting. There are at least 100,000 yuan."

Zhong Yue smiled and thought to himself that Xu Yongnian was also a very interesting person. He happened to meet this team, otherwise what he could see was the caves visited by those restored and reinforced tourists. Not only were there many people around him and were easily distracted, but he also had many achievements in the future.

"I would like to thank Professor Xu for opening the door of convenience these days. It's time for me to leave. If I see Master Jiwang, I would like to thank him for accompanying me."

"Ah, where is Mr. Qiu going?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Go to where I should go."

"Haha, Mr. Qiu is so humorous. He has been with Master Jiwang for a long time, and he has spoken with some Zen? Well, since Mr. Qiu said that, tonight, Xu will be the host and invite Mr. Qiu to have a meal that he practiced is also my thanks to Mr. Qiu for his excavation this time. Don't refuse."

"Okay, I'll go back first when the time comes."

"Did you drive here? I won't send you there, it's almost done here today."

Zhong Yue hesitated for a moment and said, "That's going to be troublesome."

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Zhong Yue returned to the city and entered the hotel. He thought that Ouyang Ming and Sasha had gone out to play. He thought that he happened to enter the brushwork system to see the achievements over the past two months. However, when he passed by Ouyang Ming's room, he heard a angrily wailing.

The door of the room was not closed, Zhong Yue pushed open the door and saw Sasha who was smiling and eating snacks, and Ouyang Ming, who was holding a cell phone, with torn napkins on his face, like a shaman of a tribe, was surprised that he wanted to laugh but couldn't say anything, "What are you... doing?"

"Ah?" The moment Ouyang Ming raised his head, the miserable music after death immediately came from his phone.

Sasha smiled and shouted, "Yeah, I won again! I'm drawing a turtle this time, it's not a sticker."

"Damn, I don't believe that I can't win you little girl movies. This sentence doesn't count, if someone interferes, I won't accept it!"
Chapter completed!