Chapter 237 – A Wisp Of Spring Breeze! (2/2)
“Adding to this, the old roots of the ancient peach trees, imply that this is a huge peach tree. It survived thousands of years, but in the end, what hards.h.i.+p and changes of the world had it experienced? However, until now it is still standing strong, it makes one cannot help but express amazement at the strength of life——”
“The dog was also painted very well, ugly and real. When he ate and drank enough, he lies there in a daze, and even the b.u.t.terfly landed on its nose is also looks aloof——the dog is the same, then what does its owner look like? Is it human or immortal?”
“——”
The crowd was speechless.
Having listened to Gu Huangwu's explanation, it was as if it really was so.
But is this painting really that mysterious?
They put away their prejudice, carefully studied the style, and surprisingly the more they looked the more fascinated they were and the more captivated they were by the piece of work. Many people could even imagine themselves in the painting, becoming the master of the orchard of peach trees.
Li Muyang, with much effort, tried to maintain a calm exterior, looking indifferent like he knew they would wors.h.i.+p and adore me, his mind raced.
“The painting I painted——is so impressive?” Li Muyang could hardly believe his eyes and ears. “It seems I'm a genius.”
He had forgotten about the old dragon, taking all the credit for himself.
“The most impressive is the overall composition, that is, the beauty of simplicity, but also the spirit of the Zen. Such a beautiful painting, was created by the hands of a young man who only painted for the first time in his life. Such a talent, how can one not envy and admire? Ancestor Gu Sanjue was deeply valued by Xie An, thought that there had never been such a person among the common people. Today I will send this phrase to Li Muyang: there has never been such a person among the common people.”
“——”
The whole audience was utterly silent, not a single sound being produced.
Everyone was stunned by Gu Huangwu's words.
He had just casually drawn a painting, but the world famous Gu Huangwu said 'there had never been such a person among the common people'. In other words, before the birth of Li Muyang, the whole world never had such an outstanding person like Li Muyang appearing before.
Those gifted painters, those famous heroes who left their glorious name in the history, what would they have thought when they heard this?
Li Muyang was greatly moved and thought that Gu Huangwu deserved to be a master of this generation and be admired by the entire divine continent. With his broad-mindedness, his discerning eyes and taste, his morals of not easily corrupted by riches and immune to bribery, he deserved to occupy such a lofty position.
Li Muyang felt a little guilt; he a.s.sumed high-minded people would behave same as him because of his own narrow heart.
How could he suspect that Teacher Gu has been bribed by the Royal family of West Wind? This was a stain and insult to Teacher Gu.
Li Muyang went over and deeply bowed to Gu Huangwu. “Thank you Teacher Gu for thinking highly of me, Teacher Gu's kindness——”
Li Muyang had not finished his words, when Gu Huangwu pulled him up. “No need to bow to me. You are the reincarnation of the master of painting, it would cut short my lifespan.”
“——”
Gu Huangwu strongly grabbed Li Muyang's arm, pulling him over to the painting table and pointing to the 'Shower of Spring Suns.h.i.+ne'. “Seeing this masterpiece, ease the mind, like floating in an endless white expanse.”
He raised the gourd of wine, pouring big mouthfuls into his mouth, and then exclaimed: “Today seeing Muyang has made me too happy, I'll give you a present.”
His gaze scanned the audience of students. “I know you all still have doubts about this painting. Now I will show you how this 'Shower of Spring Suns.h.i.+ne' is truly leaking a pool of spring suns.h.i.+ne——”
Grasping a paintbrush he said, “Li Muyang is very gifted, but his attention to detail is slightly weak. Everything is in order, except a wisp of spring breeze——now, I will give Li Muyang a wisp of spring breeze.”
With a few mighty sweep of his brush up and down the painting, there was a blow of cool breeze.
In the painting, only petals of peach blossom whirling in the wind could be seen, the stream carpeted with the fallen petals.
The hair of the huge dog blowing in the wind and the b.u.t.terfly waving its wings against the breeze.
In the Walls of Peach Blossom, it was currently late autumn.
Affected by the spring breeze, buds were forming on the bare peach branches, the green leaves grew longer, densely coating the branches at a speed visible to the naked eye. On the branches small buds began to open, until they were in full bloom.
Crimson red everywhere and fragrance of flowers filling the inst.i.tution.
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