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Jiang Lu stood in the center of the Sutra Pavilion depressedly, with his hands behind his hands:
"Why is there not a single book in such a large Buddhist Scripture Pavilion that can interest me?"
Shaking his head slowly, he walked towards the door: "Fourth Senior Brother, do you have any pen and ink?"
"Oh? Junior Brother, have you realized something so quickly?"
The fourth senior brother was a little surprised and took out the fine pen and ink paper from the cabinet nearby: "These should be enough for taking notes."
"No." Jiang Lu shook his head: "I don't want to take notes, but I want to write an article that satisfies me."
"Ah?" Fourth Senior Brother asked in disbelief: "Don't you mean to say that there is no book here that satisfies you?"
"exactly."
"you..."
The fourth senior brother wanted to say that he was arrogant, but when he thought about Zhou Luwei's inexplicable regard for him and the regard that his master had taught him about his aunt, he couldn't help but have some doubts.
He heard his master say that there is a kind of genius who does not need to deliberately get close to the avenue, because the avenue will in turn get close to him, and God will feed him.
They don't even need to practice. Once they gain enlightenment, they will ascend immediately.
Thinking of this, the fourth senior brother couldn't help but become solemn.
Could it be that my junior brother is really an unborn genius? You are born with the ability to understand the Great Way, so you look down on the works produced by the academy writers who copied the Great Way?
He couldn't help but take a breath. He would rather believe that this kind of thing happened than not believe that it didn't happen. He didn't want to be the kind of mindless villain in the book who mocked the Son of Destiny and then was severely trampled after the protagonist gained power. .
So the fourth senior brother said "wait for me for a while" and immediately went downstairs to bring a desk, put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Jiang Lu.
Jiang Lu was already confident, and he started writing furiously as soon as he picked up his pen.
As Jiang Lu wrote more and more, the angle of the fourth senior brother watching from the side had already exceeded the previous 45 degrees.
However, he was not shocked by this, but gradually became confused.
He admitted that Jiang Lu's talent was very strong. On the second day after he started, he was already more powerful than Fan Jin who could build the foundation. However, if that was all, it was not enough to surpass any book in the Sutra Pavilion.
And as if he heard the fourth senior brother's thoughts, Jiang Lu, who was halfway through writing, suddenly crumpled up the rice paper into a ball with an annoyed look on his face, threw it aside, and then dropped the brush with a look of pain on his face.
The fourth brother was puzzled: "Little brother, what are you doing..."
Jiang Lu raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was twisted:
"I...I'm suffering from my lack of education! I have absolutely no way of describing the scene in my mind! I can't even find the right words! Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!"
“This… this is indeed a problem of accumulation.”
Fourth senior brother, who had never encountered such a problem before, was a little dumbfounded and comforted:
"Although the article you wrote is actually just... well... you are already better than Junior Brother Fan just now. Even though it is just the beginning, it has already made me feel that Binzhou is flowing. The future is limitless, so you don't have to worry about success or failure at the moment."
"No! Not enough! This is far from enough!"
Jiang Lu punched the case with both fists: "I, Jiang, will never be weaker than others in my life. If I want to do something, I must do it to the extreme!"
He thought of something and stared at the fourth senior brother with red eyes: "I have a plan!"
"what?"
"I don't write words anymore, I draw them. After the drawing is finished, how about Fourth Senior Brother describing it for me in words?"
"Ah? You can also draw?" Fourth senior brother asked in surprise.
"Yes, you must help me!"
"Well... okay." Fourth Brother nodded helplessly.
Jiang Lu didn't waste any more words. He spread out another piece of paper and started drawing.
Seeing that Jiang Lu was so strong, the fourth senior brother did not stop and watch like before. Instead, he was afraid of disturbing him and sat aside to read a book.
Jiang Lu didn't notice this, he was completely immersed in it.
He was not good at drawing originally, but that was before he fused with [Evil God's Butt].
Today's Jiang Lu is not what he used to be.
You know, during the time when they traveled outside the universe with Zeus, many times they were unable to communicate normally with foreigners due to language barriers, and could only rely on spiritual consciousness to communicate.
However, this method of communication can only convey information and cannot reflect the art of language at all.
But when it comes to finding girls, this rigid communication method not only fails to achieve results, but often also has side effects.
For example, the meaning conveyed is: The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and I want to enjoy the moon with you until we see the sunrise together tomorrow.
But what the alien girl heard was: I want to reproduce with you.
vulgar! Vulgar!
For this reason, Jiang Lu specially learned how to paint from Zeus and used painting to convey romance.
Ancient Greece was the capital of art, and its influence spread even for thousands of years, which is quite powerful.
Using this art he learned in his previous life, combined with the various domestic and foreign books he has read in this life, Jiang Lu is destined to become a giant and touch his wife!
Close-ups, proportions, compositions, and storyboards are all top-notch. This is a complete dimensionality reduction blow to a world where the imagination is still limited to label creation and painters are still in simple line drawing!
The only drawback is that comics require much more space to describe what words can describe.
So just to describe the beginning of the article just now, Jiang Lu drew five or six pages of rice paper.
As time went by, more and more rice paper was waiting for the ink to dry at Jiang Lu's feet. Finally, before the sun went down, Jiang Lu finally completed the climax of the first short plot.
"Fourth Senior Brother, come and take a look."
Jiang Lu admired his painting with satisfaction.
A forbidden relationship combined with pure love from another person, he didn't know how to lose!
The fourth senior brother stood up and took the drawing from Jiang Lu. He casually said "Thank you for your hard work" and then lowered his head to read.
He didn't have much expectations, after all, Jiang Lu was basing the story on the scrapped manuscript just now.
He looked at some of them, and although they were amazing, they were not shocking.
Even if it is transformed into a drawing, what can I do?
"Um?!"
The fourth senior brother suddenly widened his eyes.
No wonder Jiang Lu said he couldn't describe the picture in his mind, no wonder he blamed himself for the poor quality of words...
Is that really the case?
Junior brother, is this actually the case?
Do the world and characters you imagined actually look like this? !
Can it really be possible to draw these expressions, such flesh-and-blood characters, such struggles, and such creatures that do not seem to exist in the human world? !
Not only you, even I can’t express such a picture in words! !
What kind of world have you created!!!
For a moment, the Pure Yang Body that had been cultivated for more than twenty years finally suffered a backlash at this moment.
The fourth senior brother was almost possessed, the drawing in his hand fell off, and the reaction force knocked him flying backwards.
Jiang Lu was at a loss for a moment and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab the fourth senior brother's hand.
However, even though there was severe pain in his body and the snapping sound of ribs crackling in his ears, the fourth senior brother could only see the loose drawings. The first thing he instinctively thought of was to reach out to grab them back.
As a result, the two people's hands intertwined, and Jiang Lu watched the fourth senior brother being blasted out like a cannonball uncontrollably.
"Do not!!"
The fourth senior brother who flew backward spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted in grief.
The next moment, he actually smashed the wall of the Sutra Pavilion and fell towards the courtyard full of literary cultivators who were waiting for the Senior Sister to review by the desk.
Boom!
A loud noise shocked not only the literary cultivators, but also the senior sister who had changed into plain clothes after taking a bath.
"This is..."
A cold and surprised voice blurted out from the senior sister's mouth.
I saw the fourth brother lying in the courtyard. Although he was unconscious, he had a satisfied smile on his face...
Chapter 139 The Holy Body gathers and the Tao Heart collides!
The tragic situation of the fourth senior brother caused an uproar.
But there is still doubt whether this tragic situation is a bad thing for him.
At least he had a smile on his face. Ignoring the fact that the water pipe was out of control, there was still a sense of serenity in him.
"what happened?"
"Fourth Brother... "
While the still shocked literary cultivators were still discussing this sudden scene in whispers, the senior sister had already felt something in her heart and thought of something.
"He's not injured! Looking at Fourth Junior Brother's appearance, there must be a master who made Fourth Junior Brother exceed the threshold he can bear, and the overload caused the backlash."
The second junior brother is out collecting news, and the third junior sister is in retreat. It is impossible for the master to be so imprudent. It is impossible for the fifth junior sister to do this. Who is it?
The only person who is with the fourth apprentice brother is...
She slowly looked towards the huge gap on the second floor of the attic.
After calling a few junior brothers who were relatively reassuring to take care of the fourth senior brother, the senior sister tapped her toes on the ground, flew up and landed firmly on the edge of the gap in the Sutra Pavilion.
"Junior brother, what happened?"
She squinted her eyes and looked at the empty Sutra Pavilion.
Jiang Lu poked his head out from behind the bookcase, his expression blank: "Ah? Who? What happened? I don't know..."
"Before saying this, can't you put away these papers first?" Senior Sister asked silently.
"It's too late." Jiang Lu sighed.