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Chapter 70

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Due to the spirit qi gathering over, the density increased and the bookstore instantly lit up.

The spots of spiritual energy flickered like fireflies on the riverside in midsummer, overshadowing the light of the butter candles.

"This... this is Wondrous Blossom, right?"

Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her small hands, her face filled with astonishment. She didn't even dare to breathe loudly, deeply afraid that she would disturb Sun Mo's painting.

"That's for sure. Look at the colors in the painting."

The old servant's voice was also very soft, even lower than the noise emitted by mosquitoes. He was also afraid that he would disturb Sun Mo.

One must know that even for a famous artist, this realm was something that could only be encountered by luck and not sought after. Hence, if Sun Mo was interrupted, this painting of Sanzang would be destroyed.

At that time, let alone the old master reprimanding him, even he himself would want nothing more than to bang his head against the wall and die.

The Middle-Earth Nine Provinces were the same as ancient China. Their productivity was low and they lacked paint. Hence, when writing and painting, white paper and black ink were the mainstream.

This was also the unique characteristic of traditional painting.

However, when a famous artist entered the Wondrous Blossom realm and started to create, everything would be different.

Spiritual Qi was attached to the tip of the weasel hair brush. As the famous painter waved his brush freely and freely, the lines revealed by the brush also carried a gorgeous color.

With a single thought, the famous artist would be able to draw the colors he wanted. It wouldn't be a simple black color anymore.

The setting sun at dusk shone upon the evening glow, turning everything orange-red.

Amidst the lush greenery of the lofty mountain range, the twilight miasma permeated the air. The travel-worn Venerable Sanzang held the reins and leaped over a huge tree that had been struck by lightning.

Due to the Wondrous Blossom Realm, the dirt on Venerable Sanzang's clothes, the White Dragon Horse's dirty fur, and the nine-ringed monk staff that shone brightly even though it was covered in dust. Every detail was dyed with a perfect color.

Zheng Qingfang and the other two no longer spoke. Even though they were extremely curious and wanted to take a closer look, at this moment, they all slowed down their footsteps and silently retreated.

At this moment, no one dared to disturb Sun Mo, to disturb the birth of a famous painting.

That's right, once a painting reached the Wondrous Blossom Realm and was dyed with colors, it would be publicly acknowledged as a famous painting. Even the strictest judge wouldn't be able to deny it.

Even if there was a famous artist present and he could say that Sun Mo's painting skills weren't good enough and that the concept of this painting was lacking, he wouldn't dare to say that this painting wasn't a famous painting.

Because Wondrous Blossom was the absolute standard of a famous painting.

If this painting were to be sold, it would definitely fetch a high price. Those officials and nobles who liked Chinese paintings could collect it without worrying about being cheated, even if they didn't understand paintings. That was because the gorgeous colors were enough to prove its value.

After a long time, Sun Mo retreated. He tossed the brush aside and crossed his arms before his chest as he stared at the painting.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the bookstore suddenly lightened.

Only then did Zheng Qingfang and the other two dare to breathe loudly, applaud, and express their opinions.

This was the time to appreciate the famous painting.

Pa pa pa! Pa pa pa!

Zheng Qingfang clapped his hands excitedly and walked over, praising him non-stop.

"Nice painting!"

"Nice painting!"

"Nice painting!"

Zheng Qingfang's gaze stared at Sanzang's painting and exclaimed three times in a row. He was unable to express his feelings.

The colors of this painting weren't gorgeous. Because it used a lot of gray, there seemed to be a struggling and oppressive atmosphere, causing people to feel uncomfortable in their hearts. But when they looked at Sanzang again, it was as if all the ice and snow had melted.

Sanzang's gaze was resolute and bright as he stared into the distance!

Sanzang's steps were light and powerful, overcoming the calamity!

Sanzang's expression was filled with determination and stubbornness toward retrieving the true scripture. This time, no matter how difficult the journey to the western paradise was, he would definitely retreat.

Old and decrepit?

No, when Zheng Qingfang looked at this painting, he only felt that the great dao was moving forward. Could he fight for another 20 years?

Lu Zhiruo clenched her fists tightly. She was so excited that beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. The cowardice and inferiority complex in her heart dissipated at this moment, leaving behind only an intense stubbornness.

"I want to become someone who can make my father proud. I will definitely make him acknowledge me!"

Lu Zhiruo recalled the oath she made when she left home.

"Old Master!"

The old servant involuntarily called out. He recalled how he had accompanied Zheng Qingfang through the ups and downs of officialdom and couldn't help but shed tears. "You didn't succeed!"

"That's right, I didn't succeed!"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head. It was all because his body was too disappointing. If he could break through the bottleneck and step into the Longevity Realm, it would be good even if he only had an additional ten years of lifespan.

"This was drawn by me?"

A look of disbelief gradually appeared on Sun Mo's face.

"Yes!"

The system's tone was calm, but it was also a little astonished at this moment.

Although the grandmaster-grade painting technique was bestowed as a skill and could be used effortlessly, it still required a period of tempering if one wanted to unleash it to perfection.

To be able to reach such a level and enter the Wondrous Blossom realm, it was sufficient to show that Sun Mo's talent in painting was outstanding.

"Could it be that Sun Mo was a painter in his previous life until he took an arrow to his knee?"

The system guessed.

"This is the Wondrous Blossom realm!"

Zheng Qingfang exclaimed in admiration. After that, he looked at Sun Mo and hesitated. "Little friend Sun, I have a presumptuous request!"

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Zheng Qingfang + 30.

Prestige connection with Zheng Qingfang: Neutral (40/100).

"Uncle Zheng, you're treating me like an outsider. Please speak!"

Sun Mo didn't dare to be arrogant. He even explained, "This painting was obtained by chance. If you want me to draw another similar painting, I won't be able to do it."

Zheng Qingfang's eyes brightened and he smiled. "Hehe, obtained by chance? This term is well used! "

"Teacher is so impressive!"

Lu Zhiruo finally had a chance to praise.

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Lu Zhiruo + 30.

Prestige connection with Lu Zhiruo: Friendly (213/1,000).

Ding!

Favorable impression points from the old servant + 30.

Prestige connection with the old servant unlocked. Current state: Neutral (30/100).

The old servant didn't say anything, but the favorable impression points he gave were sufficient to show his admiration and admiration for Sun Mo.

"Little friend Sun, I wonder if you can part with this painting and let me have it?"

After Zheng Qingfang spoke, he hurriedly added, "I won't let little friend Sun suffer a loss. Little friend Sun, feel free to name your price!"

"Forget about the money. If Uncle Zheng likes it, feel free to take it!"

Sun Mo smiled lightly.

Honestly speaking, this painting was really excellent. Moreover, it was his first famous painting and had a lot of commemorative meaning. He really couldn't bear to give it away. However, facing his loyal fan, Sun Mo would definitely part with it.

What sort of person was Zheng Qingfang?

He was a retired high official and had seen countless young talents. However, the favorable impression points he gave was 30. This could be considered the maximum value. This meant that Zheng Qingfang admired him quite a lot.

Also, he gave away the 1,000 taels of silver without saying anything so that Sun Mo could finish writing [Journey to the West] without any worries.

Who was this person? This was what it meant to be a close friend!

Sun Mo wasn't a stingy person. If he encountered such a situation, he definitely wouldn't ask for money.

"How can I do that? This is a famous painting that's worth 10,000 gold! "

Zheng Qingfang shook his head. Given his status, he also had quite a lot of paintings in his family. However, there were only three paintings that had reached the Wondrous Blossom realm.

There was no solution to it. Once such a famous painting appeared in the market, it would cause a frenzy of fighting over it. It was because it could really influence the mental state of the people who admired it.

It was just like this painting of Sanzang's journey to the west. Once someone's life was tough, work was vexed, and they lost their motivation, they would immediately be filled with fighting spirit and passion.

This was the charm of a famous painting!

"Uncle Zheng, since you think highly of me, please don't say this anymore."

Sun Mo returned to the table. "Come, let's drink!"

Zheng Qingfang hesitated a little. He then turned his head and instructed the old servant, "Go, bring my chasing cloud dagger over!"

"Old Master!"

The old servant clearly guessed Zheng Qingfang's thoughts and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Go get it!"

Zheng Qingfang berated. After that, he returned to his seat and drank a cup of wine. After that, he couldn't bear to get up and stood before the study table again, admiring this painting of Sanzang's journey to the west.

In this painting, Venerable Sanzang's determination, his determination to obtain the true scripture, and his great determination were truly infectious.

Very soon, the old servant brought a wooden box over.

"Little Friend Sun, this is a small gift for you."

Zheng Qingfang took the box and opened it, taking out the dagger inside. "This was bestowed to me by the Tang King in my early years."

The Tang King was the emperor of the Tang Country.

This dagger was abnormally gorgeous. Compared to a killing weapon, it was more like a work of art. The hilt of the dagger was embedded with several precious gems, and the body of the dagger was engraved with exquisite patterns.

After listening to Zheng Qingfang's introduction, Sun Mo stared at the dagger and activated Divine Sight.

"Chasing cloud dagger. Length: 15 cm, shape of a willow leaf, high-grade spirit weapon. This dagger has a summoning effect. By chanting the incantation, one can summon a spirit beast."

Zheng Qingfang stroked the dagger, feeling very emotional.

"This dagger once saved my life!" Zheng Qingfang revealed a reminiscing expression. "Back then, I was surrounded by the army of Wu Country at the borders. I used this dagger to summon a divine steed and escaped."

"Use this dagger to cut your finger and chant the incantation. You can summon a divine steed named Chasing Cloud. It can travel a thousand miles in a day without tiring."

The old servant explained. Seeing that the old master was going to give away this dagger that had accompanied him for over 30 years, he felt very reluctant.

A so-called spirit beast was a wild beast that had gained intelligence. Its body contained the spirit qi of heaven and earth. After its death, its consciousness would still be reluctant to leave this world. In addition, by chance, it would be transformed into a spirit beast.

The birth rate of spirit beasts was too low. Hence, each of them was priceless. Sun Mo's famous painting couldn't be compared to this.

The divine steed Chasing Cloud was a ferghana horse. It was the mount of the previous Tang King and was deeply loved by him. After Chasing Cloud died, because of its deep bond with the Tang King, it was transformed into a spirit beast and stayed by his side.

Because this Chasing Cloud was a spirit beast, it didn't feel tired, hungry, or thirsty. Its body was as light as a swallow. When it ran, it could catch up to the fleeting flowing clouds in the sky. Hence, it was named Chasing Cloud.

"The reason why this dagger is a high-grade spirit weapon and hasn't reached the level of a saint weapon is because its attack is too weak. However, in terms of escaping, it's definitely a top-grade weapon."

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