Chapter 29 29. Don’t pretend, show your cards "I heard that you were slapped three times by Master Shi because you didn't pay attention to the class?" Zhang Yin, who came to pick up the boat, looked at Song Yan strangely. Song Yan sighed: "Master Shi's lecture is too profound. I can't understand it." Zhang Yin patted him on the shoulder and said: "Forget it, go to leatherworking, you. This is a waste of opportunity." Song Yan scratched his head and said with a smile: "How come even senior brother knows about this?" Zhang Yin laughed and said coldly: "I'm the only one who knows? The entire Shadow Puppet Peak knew that Master Shi had given a harsh lesson to a junior who did not understand etiquette! This younger generation is the one who I, Nanzhufeng, forced into temporarily! This is embarrassing
You, don't say that your senior brother didn't take care of you, go to the peak master and apologize. " Song Yan was stunned for a moment, but as soon as his thoughts changed, he suddenly understood. Gu Rufeng and Lu Hong were fighting for the mantle of stone master. Although they didn't take much fancy to him as an outsider, they still used the topic in a tacit understanding and spread the news about him being slapped by the stone master. In this way, Come on. Even if he is completely eliminated, it will be difficult for him to stand up. No matter where I went after that, I would be pointed at and even laughed at. The only reason to blame is why he was neither a member of Gu Rufeng nor a member of Lu Hong, yet he was thrust into the "Linglong Valley Strange Beast Club" at this sensitive moment. ‘How cruel. ’ Song Yan sighed silently, then went to the top of the mountain, knelt in front of Cheng Danqing's stone door, and said respectfully: "Disciple Song Yan, come here to admit your mistake." Cheng Danqing didn't put on airs to ask Song Yan to wait. Instead, after he spoke, he asked directly through the stone door: "What's wrong?" Song Yan said: "Even if the disciple cannot understand Master Shi's profound words, he should listen carefully to the lecture and should not bow his head. It is a loss of etiquette." Cheng Danqing was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered: "You are not wrong. It was Gu Rufeng and Lu Hong who harmed you. They compete for the mantle and cannot tolerate any changes, even if you are just a little ant in their eyes, they cannot tolerate it. Even if you don't stumble here, they will try to trick you into making other jokes. Do you know why? " Song Yan:. Cheng Danqing said: "Because you have no backer, no matter who wants to bully you or step on you, they can." Song Yan:. His thoughts were racing, countless thoughts came to him, and he suddenly felt blessed and said in a tone of suppressed anger: "This disciple will be Master Cheng's from now on!" "Hahahahaha, you are indeed a talented leather master with understanding." Cheng Danqing laughed loudly, and then said, "Don't think too much, just go and make leather seriously. You won't regret your choice today." Song Yan said gratefully: "Thank you Peak Master!"
After saying that, he resigned. After retreating down the mountain road, winter was still not over. When the cold wind blew, he felt his back getting wet. He couldn't understand what Cheng Danqing meant at all. Was it a factional fight? Or something else? Is "I won't regret today's choice" just a saying? Since Lu Hong rejects outsiders so much, does Lu Hong, as an elder of the inner sect, have a higher status than Cheng Danqing? At least not low, right? Cheng Danqing requested that he be forcibly inserted into the "Linglong Valley Strange Beast Association". In theory, Lu Hong could veto it. And the difficulty for him to veto is much easier than for Cheng Danqing to intervene. But he still went to the Fairy Beast Club smoothly. Does this mean there is someone behind Cheng Danqing? The person hiding behind the scenes has a higher identity than an inner sect elder. Song Yan suddenly raised his head and suddenly saw a silhouette in front of him. That was the back of a disciple. The uniform on the back is embroidered with a double face, one crying and one laughing, which is weird and hard to describe. And dusk has arrived, the earth is rolling in the distance, the strange red mist climbs up from the cold cliffs, and the mountain wind passes through thousands of holes in the mountains, emitting strange weeping sounds like the wails of a widowed girl. Song Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and secretly said in her heart: 'I really want to run away.' Ga~ Ga~ A strange shadow puppet crow landed on Nanzhu Peak at some point along with the shadow of the night. Then it stood on the branch of an evergreen old tree, lowered its head and looked down at the young man walking away, silently. . This crow is obviously not ordinary. When it appears in a certain environment, it will completely blend into that environment. For example, if it is in the shadow at this time, it completely blends into the shadow. Not to mention Song Yan, even if Zhang Yin was here, he wouldn't be able to notice it at all. But the crow only stared at Song Yan. The next day, golden sunlight fell from the skylight and shone into the leather-making cave in Nanzhu Peak. Song Yan took out another piece of monster skin, put it aside, took out paper and pen, and started today's drawing. When he focused on the [Spell] column, his eyes naturally fell on "Painting Skin Technique (Dacheng) (can be deduced by longevity)". He arrived early. Arriving early, there was no one else in the cave at this time. The dome of the cave is brilliant, with only some shadows in some rugged depressions. Thinking of the bad feeling that emerged in his heart yesterday, Song Yan decided to give it a try in order to master some power as soon as possible. [Please choose to invest longevity]
[You have devoted ten years of your life to studying the "Skin Painting Technique". You have copied dozens of monsters and mastered their divine features, but how should these divine features be reflected? You thought about the discussion you heard in Linglong Valley that day, and naturally came to the conclusion: eyes. Only by dotting the eyes can the monsters and beasts be given their divine appearance. The drawings need to be spirited, and the shadow puppets need to be dotted with eyes. You start trying to add some eye candy. After ten years of polishing, even if you write randomly, the sketch will still have a look, but when you use the sketch to carve the skin, you will find that the look on the sketch cannot be transferred to the shadow puppet] ["Painting Skin", Perfection] Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He obviously hasn't solved the problem yet and hasn't discovered the method of "transferring the facial expressions on the drawings to the shadow puppets", so how can it be complete? 'continue. ’ [You have devoted ten years of your life to continue to understand "The Art of Painting Skin". You try to find the answer to that question. Day after day, year after year, you keep drawing and carving skin. In the eighth year, the answer you had thought of suddenly broke into your mind. Has God moved? Your expression didn't move, it was your heart that moved. You have always naively believed that the divine appearance is in the drawing. Even if you follow the drawing 100%, you still fail because the divine appearance is not in the drawing at all. The tree didn't move, and the wind didn't move either. It was your heart that moved. You thought deeply, put away the drawing, looked at the skin intently, and took the knife directly. You draw the sword like a pen, and the pen moves like a dragon or a snake, and soon a picture of a monster with a mysterious appearance appears. You raised the knife and thought about those eyes. What you are carving is a Nine-Eyed Boa Boa. The Nine-Eyed Boa Boa's whole body is full of eyes. You are a little dizzy just thinking about it. You fell under the knife, but failed] 'continue. ’ [You have devoted ten years of your life to meditating on "Painting Skin", and you have made some progress, but you still feel it is not enough.] [You have devoted ten years of your life to studying the Art of Painting Skin, and you have made a lot of progress, but you always feel that it is not enough.] [You devoted ten years of your life to comprehend the "Skin Painting Technique". In the tenth year, you exhausted all your energy and completely forgot yourself. You seemed to have become the nine-eyed anaconda. When you dropped the knife, this time the knife seemed to be there. With the help of God, the eyes were carved and the finishing touches were completed. Just when you were admiring your masterpiece, you suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, your whole body felt chilly, and the pupils of the nine-eyed anaconda actually started to turn. Then, the nine-eyed anaconda shadow puppet jumps up and devours you. You are dead] [You have understood "Spiritualism\