The old man is the sixty-third dean of Shuiyang College, known as Mr. Wang. Even the Lord of Five Elements City is his student. For many years, no one has dared to speak to him like this.

"Children are presumptuous. In that case, I will teach you a lesson today." Mr. Wang's eyes flashed, and immediately, a real pressure rushed towards Jiang Dongyu.

With a click, Jiang Dongyu's legs slightly bent and he was about to kneel down. A trace of shame and anger appeared on Jiang Dongyu's face.

That's too much!

"The big bullies the small, but you are still the head of the same hospital!" Su Qingrou did not feel the pressure, but seeing Jiang Dongyu's pale face, she could guess that it had something to do with the old man in front of her.

"Little baby, it's none of your business." Mr. Wang waved his hand and moved his robe. No big movement was seen, but Su Qingrou fainted as if she had been intoxicated by incense.

Jiang Dongyu's legs creaked, but they never landed. How could he stay like this and be forced to kneel down?

"Oh?" Mr. Wang exclaimed. He had long heard that this year's number one scholar was originally disabled and could not practice martial arts. He only regained his three limbs after receiving the Bone Shaping Pill from His Majesty. Although he was merciful, it was not something ordinary people could resist.

He actually withstood his pressure? Could it be that in just a few months since the end of the national examination, Wen Zhuangyuan had already entered martial arts?

Mr. Wang was confused and struck harder. The ground where Jiang Dongyu was practicing cracked like a spider web.

"Good boy, you have indeed entered the Tao!" Mr. Wang was shocked. In just a few months, he had already transformed into a mortal. Is he really a genius?

"Woo." Jiang Dongyu squirmed in his arms, and a small thing popped out of it. It was Xiao Bai. He looked at Mr. Wang doubtfully. After a while, a trace of humanity appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Dongyu's pressure instantly decreased, and he felt a warm current coming out of his arms, helping him relieve Mr. Wang's pressure.

"Xiao Bai?" Jiang Dongyu clenched his fists, the pressure on his body was gone, and the anger in his heart finally broke out at this moment. Even though he knew that Wang Lao was the head of the hospital, his cultivation was unfathomable, and he might be the overlord, he still chose to fight back.

"Oh?" Mr. Wang leaned slightly to avoid Jiang Dongyu's fist, and kicked with a flying kick. Jiang Dongyu's figure flew backwards.

"Maybe the attack was too heavy." Mr. Wang was worried as he looked at Jiang Dongyu, who was leaning against the wall motionless. If he accidentally killed the current No. 1 scholar for no reason, even he would be in big trouble. This was inconsistent with his original intention.

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"Boy, are you okay?" Mr. Wang quickly stepped forward and gently pressed Jiang Dongyu's wrist. His pulse stopped!

Mr. Wang took two steps back, a feeling of regret filling his heart.

"I have already stopped. How could this happen? Didn't you transform into a mortal? Yes, that's right. In just a few months, how could you transform into a mortal? But without transforming into a mortal, how could you block my pressure?"

Mr. Wang was mentally disturbed. He did not expect that in his later years, he would be held responsible for the crime. Even though he would not be convicted due to his status, if this matter spread, his reputation would be ruined!

At this moment, Jiang Dongyu moved. For ordinary people, let alone transformation, even the overlord cannot completely control his body, but Jiang Dongyu can. He stopped his pulse and caused this phenomenon of suspended animation. This was his

A full blow, planned for a long time, he didn't

He didn't attack Mr. Wang's vitals with his fists, not because he didn't want to, but because an innate strong person has a body-protecting Tiangang, and Mr. Wang is more likely to be a strong man in the overlord realm. In this case, let alone killing, even if

It is impossible to be seriously injured, even if Mr. Wang is defenseless at this time.

This was a kick that brought Jiang Dongyu's humiliation and anger. Although Mr. Wang was unprepared, his spiritual consciousness was there. He reacted the moment Jiang Dongyu exploded, but the position of Jiang Dongyu's kick made him

The subconscious defense is between two steps!

Jiang Dongyu's kick was powerless. His full blow was not this kick, but the slap that followed. In the case of being attacked on the crotch, even if Jiang Dongyu was weak, Mr. Wang did not dare to be careless.

This is a man's instinct, who dares to bet?

Mr. Wang was slapped with a loud sound. With his status, he had never been slapped before. Even if he knew that Jiang Dongyu would fight back, he would never have thought that someone would hit him in the face. This was due to his thinking, and this was also

Jiang Dongyu's original intention was to hurt Mr. Wang, but he couldn't do it, but he wanted to recover the humiliation he suffered. This slap had a force of three thousand eight hundred kilograms. Even Mr. Wang's face was full of

A hot moment.

"I'm really thick-skinned. My palm will make a bump even if it's a city wall, but you won't feel any pain or itch." Jiang Dongyu waved his hand, but his hand was very painful.

"You!" Mr. Wang's expression changed again and again, and he finally suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted coldly, "You haven't shown up yet!"

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu was stunned. It was obvious that Mr. Wang's subsequent words were not meant for him.

"Haha, Wang Zhongyong, Wang Zhongyong, I didn't expect that you would be in danger later in life." The space fluctuated, like ripples on water, a picture scroll appeared out of thin air, and a person walked out of the picture.

Jiang Dongyu's pupils shrank, and there was already a storm in his heart. Such methods... Painter of the Universe?

"Tang Wenshan, please keep this in mind." Mr. Wang snorted coldly and strode away. How could he have the nerve to stay here any longer.

Tang Wenshan! After listening to Mr. Wang's words, Jiang Dongyu finally knew who the person was. Tang Wenshan, of course he knew who this person was. He knew the name after he remembered it and before he wrote. He originally copied it.

This man's picture scroll is the great court painter of the current empire!

I just didn’t expect that Tang Wenshan was not just a painter. He used painting as a space and painted by himself. With such methods, he could enter the Tao through painting! This is far beyond what Jiang Dongyu can achieve now. Jiang Dongyu has a certain talent.

I feel that although Tang Wenshan entered Taoism through painting, in terms of the realm of Taoism in painting, he is better than Jiang Dongyu is now.

There are too many profound things, but he cannot be called a painter of the universe. Jiang Dongyu cannot reveal the secret of the painter of the universe yet. He does not know what the so-called universe is, but what he can be sure of is that today, if his father

If not, then he is the only painter of the universe!

"It seems I don't need to introduce myself. Do you know me?" Tang Wenshan said with a smile. His appearance was very ordinary, but he had a unique temperament. He obviously looked middle-aged, but he gave people the impression of a young man.

Jiang Dongyu knew that Tang Wenshan had been famous for a hundred years and was older than Mr. Wang, but his appearance and temperament were seriously inconsistent with his true age.

"In the empire, who is a painting student who has not heard of Tang Wenshan?" Jiang Dongyu said with emotion. When he first learned about painting when he was young, Tang Wenshan was the pinnacle and could also be said to be his idol. At that time, he

He was disabled with three limbs and had never heard of Qiankun painting. He thought about working hard to become a palace painter in the future, but he did not expect to meet the number one painter in the empire so soon.

"If it weren't for your perfect score, Wang Zhongyong's junior would have won the title of No. 1 Scholar in Civil and Military Studies this year. No wonder he made things difficult for you." Tang Wenshan chuckled, trying to clear up the confusion, "I've seen your test paper, it's very good.

, especially that morning reading picture, I can conclude that you have entered the Tao through painting, right?"

Jiang Dongyu nodded, knowing that he could hide this matter from others, but he could never hide it from Tang Wenshan.

"As expected, I sent someone to investigate your past. You can enter the Tao through painting without the guidance of a teacher. I can only say that you are really talented. To be honest, the reason why I can enter the Tao through painting is because I got Ma Liangshen.

The pen, step by step, has made me what I am now, and you can understand the art of painting on your own, which I am not as good as you."

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu secretly felt ashamed. He had realized that he was right, but he had the Tao of Qiankun Painting to observe and understand its charm. Otherwise, even he would not have been able to enter the Tao of Painting so quickly.

"Do you know the realm of painting?" Tang Wenshan asked, looking at Jiang Dongyu with undisguised admiration in his eyes.

"Students don't know."

Tang Wenshan nodded with satisfaction, good. The good thing is not that Jiang Dongyu doesn't know, but that Jiang Dongyu calls him.

"The realm of painting is divided into four levels, one is ink, two is meaning, three is heart, and four is Tao. Most painters are just ink painters. Painting with ink, drawing its shape, it is difficult to express its meaning, and your original morning

Reading pictures has its own shape and meaning, and everyone can feel it. Mr. Da told me about it afterwards and cried on the spot, saying that he had seen his past.

Sir, it can be seen that your realm should be at the third level, and you can be called a mind painter. As long as you break through the ink painter, you can be considered to have entered the Tao through painting. However, whether you are a mind painter or a mind painter, even if you have entered the Tao

You can't even be called a Taoist painter. Do you understand what the criteria for judging a Taoist painter are?"

"I hope the teacher will tell me." Jiang Dongyu saluted, knowing how rare this opportunity was.

"In the first volume of ancient books, only martial arts is the authentic one. Regardless of the way of painting or the way of music, they are both considered small ways. But in the second volume of ancient books, there is no small way or big way, they are all big ways. This is because no matter what the way, it should be regarded as a small way.

In the end, they will all converge into the main road, so judge whether your painting road is

The criterion for success is whether your paintings can become martial arts." Tang Wenshan lightly drew two strokes in the air, and a colorful sparrow appeared in the air. When Tang Wenshan clicked on its eyes, the colorful sparrow unexpectedly appeared.

He started to move and flapped his wings, "To put it simply, it's whether your paintings can hurt people."

Cai Que screamed and rushed towards Jiang Dongyu.

"Changhong Skylark!" Jiang Dongyu's whole body tensed up. This is a very high-level ferocious beast that actually came to life in the painting. If Jiang Dongyu hadn't witnessed the process of how it was painted, he would never have thought that it was being painted.

Drawing it, the breath of this rainbow skylark is so real.

"There is no doubt that even a real rainbow skylark will be torn into pieces by him in front of him." Tang Wenshan explained, and when he finished speaking, the rainbow skylark turned into a puddle of ink and scattered on the ground, quickly dissolving.

Jiang Dongyu couldn't calm down for a long time, and Hua Dao could still be used in this way. Tang Wenshan undoubtedly opened a new door for Jiang Dongyu.

"I will stay at Shuiyang College for one year. You don't need to pay attention to Wang Zhongyong's words. Although he humiliated you, he was the one who was really humiliated. Even I can't slap him. Your slap is really bright.

, ruthless enough, companion reading

The book boy is given by the emperor and no one can cancel it. I hope you will enroll in Shuiyang, not for the academy, but I just hope that I can teach you Taoist painting for one year. Are you willing?" Tang Wenshan asked, looking at Jiang Dongyu with a look in his eyes.

There was actually some expectation.

Jiang Dongyu took a deep breath and knelt down. Tang Wenshan couldn't help being stunned when he saw this. He knew the arrogance in the heart of the scholar in front of him. In the name of a young gentleman, he could not kneel even when he met the emperor. Wang Zhongyong had previously threatened him

Kneel down, risk your life even though you know you are outmatched, but now, you can so easily perform the most humble apprenticeship ceremony.

"Teacher." Jiang Dongyu raised his head and smiled.

"Get up. After leaving here, there is a separate small pavilion three kilometers south. You can stay there. If Wang Zhongyong arranges a place for you, I'm afraid I don't know where it is. Come to Yue Linxuan early tomorrow morning to find it.
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