Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 87 Grandpa's Opportunity

Zhao Yicheng was still in a coma, so Zhao Yifu sat down beside his bed to guard him.

This brother can't die. If he dies, Zhao Yifu will inherit the Shenhe Villa!
How is this possible?

He didn't want to be bogged down by this mess.

Just like his father, Zhao Yi Fu felt that if his father had not been hindered by the affairs of Shenhe Villa, he would have achieved other achievements by now.

Seeing him resting, Peng Hu came over with a smile and said, "Little Master, are you free now?"

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "Grandpa, don't be like this. If you have something to say, just tell me directly. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Peng Hu chuckled for a long while before asking rather embarrassedly, "Well, I'll just call you Jun Xin."

"Jun Xin, I want to ask you, which two magic methods did you choose when you came down the mountain?"

Zhao Yifu said frankly: "Grandpa, I chose the 'Splashing Ink Technique' and the 'Spiritual Finger Strength'. I wonder, Grandpa?"

Peng Hu sighed and said, "I chose the 'Subduing Tiger Sword Technique' and the 'Heavenly Thunder Talisman Technique'."

Zhao Yi Fu blinked. What a grumpy grandpa.

He said, "Grandpa, what is the way you practice in the outer sect?"

Peng Hu scratched his head and said shyly, "I have a basic understanding of music, and I think playing the qin is a noble pursuit, so I chose the qin path..."

Zhao Yifu's eyelids are not just twitching now, they are twitching.

He couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, since you chose the qin path, I wonder if Mr. Cangqiu has any comments?"

Peng Hu was stunned for a moment when he heard the title, then said with a complicated expression, "Master...Master said that my talent in playing the qin is not satisfactory, so I should switch to calligraphy."

Then he asked, "What about you? What does your mentor in the mountains say about you?"

He felt that since Zhao Yifu had entered the sect, the great scholars in the mountains must have given Zhao Yifu a good evaluation.

However, Zhao Yifu shook his head and sighed, "At first, I tried all the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But Mr. Cangqiu said I had no understanding of music, and Mr. Yidaozi said I had no sense of rhythm. Only my teacher, Mr. Zhengfang, said that my calligraphy was of low quality and my painting was of average quality."

Peng Hu was surprised when he heard this: "Is that so?"

"So you were able to enter the mountain sect because of your talent in calligraphy and painting?"

Zhao Yifu shook his head and nodded.

Peng Hu didn't understand and asked what it meant.

Zhao Yifu said, "The 'Lingxu Finger Strength' I have chosen to cultivate can strengthen the strength of my fingers and increase the power of my brushstrokes. It is extremely beneficial to both calligraphy and painting."

"The 'splashing ink technique' allows me to immerse my mind in the brush and ink, helping me to control the painting with my mind as I write, and enhancing my understanding of calligraphy and painting."

"However, I received my master's approval to enter the mountain gate because I finally opened up my Ren and Du meridians and stepped into the threshold of cultivation..."

After listening to Zhao Yifu's experience from the time he came down the mountain to the time he entered the sect, Peng Hu realized that this was actually not something he could replicate.

First of all, the two wonderful methods he chose when he went down the mountain were wrong. He only thought about their infinite power, but forgot that they should help his own practice.

Now thinking about it, he had wasted his whole life, and it all started with the two wrong choices he made when he first came down the mountain.

Peng Hu said helplessly, "I didn't expect you to be so smart at such a young age, but it's pitch black in the Dharma Cave. Even if I wanted to choose carefully, I couldn't."

"My two wonderful methods are actually my choices when I have no other choice."

Zhao Yifu shook his head and said, "My situation was similar to my grandfather's at the time, but I asked Senior Shi Ling a few more questions, and he gave me some advice, which narrowed down my options."

Peng Hu scratched his head. Why didn't he think of asking Shi Ling for advice?

As the saying goes, character determines destiny. When Peng Hu was young, he often kept his distance from his elders, which caused him to suffer great losses.

Unlike Zhao Yifu, who is particularly good at dealing with people, he always greets the elders politely and considerately when he meets them. He has already gained many benefits for this.

Peng Hu sighed repeatedly, but finally had to accept his fate.

He also told Zhao Yifu about his experiences in the spiritual world since he came down the mountain.

It's really a tear of bitterness.

Originally, Peng Hu was full of confidence, thinking that with his background as an outer disciple of Danqing Sect, he would surely be able to succeed by chance.

But I didn't expect that this fake Taoist priest who only wields swords would know how to play the piano?
After he came down the mountain, his piano skills hardly improved at all. His playing of classical music did not win the favor of the world, while his playing of decadent music could only lead to the confusion of worldly affairs.

The Yang and spiritual energy gained by gaining recognition in the art of playing the zither are more direct and pure, but the risk of going astray is also greater.

In order to prevent its disciples from making mistakes, the Danqing Sect actually made it almost mandatory that Qindao disciples could only play classical music.

In this way, after a few years of hanging around, Peng Hu's swordsmanship improved greatly and his thunder talisman skills became proficient, but his piano skills became rusty.

In the past few decades, Peng Hu has been surviving on the edge of the cultivation world, neither a monk nor a Taoist nor a Confucian. He can be considered a long-time casual cultivator.

Zhao Yifu asked, "I wonder what level of cultivation Grandpa has now?"

Peng Hu said, "The Ren and Du meridians are only a hair's breadth away from being open, but over the past few decades, my body has become weak and listless. I'm afraid..."

Zhao Yifu did not hesitate and took out the porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "Grandpa, here are three 'Spirit-Enriching Pills', all of which are top-grade and should be able to help you break through."

He didn't say anything else, because Peng Hu was already an elder and had his own ideas. How could he change because of his suggestion?
Peng Hu said, "You gave these to me, but what about you?"

Zhao Yifu said, "I can return to the mountain every season to get more elixirs, Grandpa, just use them."

Peng Hu took the jade bottle with emotion, and then seemed to realize something, and his expression and hands began to tremble.

He seemed to have just realized that the opportunity he had been seeking in vain for decades had suddenly appeared in front of him and was forced into his hands!
The Soul-Enriching Pill can quickly restore the loss of true qi and can also be used during normal practice.

As Peng Hu is old and frail and gradually loses the ability to "transform essence into energy", this Yunling Pill can be a boost to help him soar into the sky.

This old man is quite interesting. He pursued opportunities all his life but got nothing. He gave up once, got married and had a daughter, but then he reluctantly embarked on the path of cultivation again.

However, what he didn't expect was that his chance would come from his daughter.

My daughter married a man with a "burden", but her stepson turned out to be his chance. This is a wonderful thing in the world.

At this moment, Zhao Yunhe pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing the young and old chatting harmoniously inside, he was quite relieved and said, "Is Siye okay?"

At this time, Hong Shu came in with medicine and said, "He should be fine now, but he is still weak and needs medicine to recuperate."

The old and young couple then realized that Hongshu had actually been busy running around beside them, but they were so engrossed in their conversation that they had forgotten about it.

Peng Hu laughed and said, "Okay, I'll go rest first. Come back to me if you need anything."

Zhao Yunhe hurriedly said, "Mr. Yue, go and rest. Xiaoxu and Sister Hongshu will be fine here."

"Jun Xin, you should go and rest too. We can discuss business after your brother wakes up."

Zhao Yifu said "hmm" and said goodbye and went back.

He had to find a place to hide first, because his clothes were torn in many places due to the continuous fighting, and he needed to go back and find some clothes to wear. He returned to the small courtyard where he used to live. It had been uninhabited for a long time, but it was still clean.

Wu Zhong has also been cleaning the yard for him here, doing his best to be responsible.

Looking at Yiyi again, she was already wandering around the yard to adapt to the environment, as if she knew she would be living here for a while.

When Zhao Yifu walked into the yard, he felt like he was "back home".

Although this yard is not big, it is full of memories.

Uncle Wu, please find me a set of clothes. My clothes are all torn.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong quickly put down the work in his hands and walked outside.

Zhao Yifu thought for a moment, then took out paper and pen to write, then gathered his own true energy and injected it into the paper, then folded it into a paper crane and threw it out.

This time, the folding of paper to deliver the message consumed more than 30% of his true energy, after all, the distance was a bit far.

He now looked forward to being able to create something by splashing ink directly like his master, and to control the ink with his divine power to communicate with him. This was truly a divine method.

The message he wanted to convey by folding the paper flying letter this time was the mysterious scroll he had obtained. He was very curious about the scroll, but also very wary.

I always feel that this kind of scroll must be very precious, and I wonder if the other party has the intention to take it back.

While waiting for his master's reply, he meditated to recover his cultivation. The remaining 'Spirit-Enriching Pills' had already been given to Peng Hu, so he could only meditate to recover on his own.

After a while, Wu Zhong came over with a pile of new clothes.

He said, "Second Young Master, here we only have short shirts for the farmhands, but no Confucian robes suitable for you."

Zhao Yi Fu didn't care much about it. After all, his Confucian robe was definitely the largest size, so it was normal that there was no one in the village.

He said, "Just make do with what you have for now."

He was used to the looseness of Confucian robes and it was quite uncomfortable for him to wear.

I thought that if I fought in this short shirt, it would probably tear apart with just a little effort.

Yiyi also didn't like him dressing like this, because she loved to hide in the wide sleeves of Zhao Yifu's Confucian robe.

It meowed unhappily, and Zhao Yifu could only reach out and operate it twice to make it make the sweet sound again.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the air was filled with smoke and the aroma of rice.

At this time, Wu Zhong said, "Second Young Master, the master asked you to go to dinner."

Zhao Yifu waved his hand and said, "No, just bring me some food."

Wu Zhong was speechless for a moment. Would he be beaten to death if he replied to the master like this?
Helplessly, he was now Zhao Yifu's servant and could only reply honestly.

Of course, he also knew that with the second young master's current ability and performance, the master would definitely be very tolerant.

Then the sky became completely dark. Zhao Yifu felt a little strange. Why didn't his master respond yet?
However, just as this thought came to his mind, he suddenly saw a figure passing through the wall in front of him.

Zhao Yifu was surprised and asked, "Master, how did your Yin Spirit travel so far?"

There is usually a distance limit for the Yin Spirit to leave the body.

Liang Zhongzhi said nonchalantly, "Of course not. The Yin Spirit is just a strand of divine consciousness that was differentiated before the Yuan Spirit manifested. As long as you practice hard enough, you can go anywhere."

"Enough of the small talk. Bring me that scroll and let me see it."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yifu hurriedly did as he was told and opened the confiscated scroll in front of Liang Zhongzhi's Yin Shen.

Zhao Yifu looked at the empty picture on the scroll and said, "There was a picture of Zhong Kui catching a ghost here before, but the ghost was my eldest brother's spirit, and the Zhong Kui seemed to be the legendary Taoist Zhong Kui... or at least related to him."

"With my current cultivation level, I was completely powerless against the Zhong Kui in the painting. If Master hadn't lent me the Zheng Fang Seal, I'm afraid things would have been really bad."

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhongzhi quickly pointed at Zhao Yifu's arms, and the square seal flew out.

He examined it carefully and said, "The Yang and spiritual energy in the chapter has indeed been greatly depleted. It seems that the Taoist Zhong Kui you attacked was probably a fragment of the spirit of a god from the upper realm."

Zhao Yifu immediately worried when he heard this: "My disciple is being unruly and has caused trouble for the master."

Liang Zhongzhi laughed and waved his hands, saying, "It's no trouble at all. Don't forget that we are disciples of Emperor Fuyou, the deity of the Five Wenchang Emperors, who are much more powerful than the mere door gods."

Liang Zhongzhi's smile at this moment fully reflects what it means to "have someone in power so you don't have to worry."

Zhao Yifu felt relieved after hearing this. He asked, "Master, do you know the origin of this scroll?"

Liang Zhongzhi thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this scroll should be called 'Inviting the Gods'."

"The specific operation method should be used in conjunction with the incense for worshiping the gods."

"First, draw the deity you wish to invite into this scroll, and then offer incense to the deity."

"If the Lord God responds, he will send down a ray of his spirit into the scroll."

"Of course, the divine thoughts sent down by different gods have different effects."

As he spoke, he said to Zhao Yifu, "This treasure will be extremely useful if used properly, but it will be useless to those who have no chance of reaching the upper realm."

Zhao Yifu understood that this was a medium that could be used to pray to the gods.

He immediately said, "When I return to Moyang City, I will go up the mountain to present this treasure to Master."

Liang Zhongzhi said unhappily, "What do I need your things for?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Master has consumed a great deal of his yang and spiritual energy in order to help me. This treasure was only obtained through Master's power, so naturally I must give it to Master for safekeeping."

He obviously noticed what Liang Zhongzhi said before: using the square seal to repel Zhong Kui's spiritual thoughts would consume a lot of yang and spiritual energy.

Liang Zhongzhi smiled gently upon hearing this. He said, "If I give you the Zheng Fang seal, you won't have to worry about it getting damaged. Besides, as an elder, I absolutely have no reason to accept things from a junior like you."

"Just keep it safe."

"Besides, I live on Moshan Mountain all year round, unlike you who travel everywhere. Carrying this treasure should be a self-defense."

Zhao Yifu was finally convinced after hearing this.

He also told Liang Zhongzhi about his recent experiences, mainly about the various magic traps in the backyard of the county government office. He wanted his master to take a look and see if he could figure out what the trick was.

But unfortunately, he obviously overestimated Liang Zhongzhi's understanding of the cultivation world.

Liang Zhongzhi said calmly, "Don't ask me about such matters. I was previously absorbed in calligraphy and painting and rarely paid attention to matters concerning the spiritual world."

"But you don't have to worry. Judging from his methods, you can tell that his methods are just like this. Although he is stronger than you, his strength is limited."

Zhao Yifu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing this.

If that's the case, then it's okay.

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(End of this chapter)