Chapter 1190 (1/2)

Lin Bai pays attention to many places in front of the stone tablet and keeps looking at the treasures on it.

”Hut rainstorm map!”

Lin Bai's eyes suddenly brightened and looked at a stone tablet with a picture on it!

”The picture of the rainstorm in the thatched cottage was painted by Li Changshui, the painter of chixianzong. It contains a rare mood of rainstorm...”

This picture simply introduces the origin and purpose of this picture.

”Rare artistic conception!”

”Rainstorm mood!”

Lin Bai saw here, can't help but heart.

In the world of martial arts and Taoism, artistic conception is divided into levels.

The first is the ordinary artistic conception.

Ordinary artistic conception, almost every martial artist can feel one of them, such as the fire mood, the wind mood, the dripping mood and the earth artistic conception. These four kinds of artistic conception are called the most common artistic conception.

The second is rare artistic conception.

It is difficult to understand the rare artistic conception. If it is not for the guidance of famous teachers, or the extraordinary talent, or the catastrophe of life and death, it is difficult to understand any of them.

What Lin Bai sees now is a rare artistic conception.

This let Lin white solid move!

”Well, take it.”

Lin Bai has seen many other steles, but he can't find the artistic conception picture. He can't help but exchange this pair of ”hut rainstorm”.

Lin Bai pressed his palm to the stone tablet, and soon a picture appeared in his hand.

Lin Bai took the scroll and went to a remote place and opened it slightly.

There is only one transparent raindrop on this scroll.

”A drop of rain?”

Lin Bai looked at the raindrop, puzzled on his face.

Isn't it a rainstorm map?

There should be raindrops on the whole picture. Why is there only one drop?

Lin Bai felt very puzzled and looked at the past seriously.

When Lin Bai's mind was completely infused into the painting, the raindrop standing on the painting scroll suddenly moved up and slowly watched the ground fall down below!

Under the rain, there is a cold river and a hut.

Soon, a drop of rain turned into two

Two drops turned into three

Three drops turned into four

Until the rain turned into nine drops, a sharp pain came from Lin Bai's head, so that Lin Bai's mind had to take it back!

”What's the matter? Have the raindrops changed? ” Lin Bai, pale for a moment, lifted up the scroll again and saw it on it.

When Lin Bai saw it for the first time, there was only one raindrop, but now there are nine raindrops on the picture.

”Eight more?”

Lin Bai saw the raindrops on the painting scroll, and his face showed a strange smile: ”interesting, is it interesting that I have to understand more, will the number of raindrops increase?”

”Well, since it is a rainstorm, it must be very dense.”

”Now nine drops of rain are not rainstorms...”

”It's a long way to go.”

Lin Bai chuckled and realized the mystery of the painting. When he was about to put the scroll into the storage bag.

Lin Bai guessed that if he could make the raindrops on the rainstorm map reach tens of thousands of times, and make this rainstorm map really a rainstorm map, then he should understand the mood of rainstorm.

Now in the blood prison trial, it is not the time to understand the rainstorm map.

After returning to Wufeng, Lin Bai had time to understand.

When Lin Bai just put away his painting, he looked up and saw two women looking up in the middle of the crowd.