Volume 1: The King's Son Chapter 12: One Step Away
Kuacha! Kuacha! Kuacha!
In the countryside, a young man was vigorously wielding a hoe, digging a vast field...
"To be honest, if Uncle Dong hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have believed that our Wang family's 'jewel in the crown' was actually digging the ground here..."
The two people standing in the shade whispered, "Yeah! Don't talk about you. When I heard about this, I thought you were joking! There are no children who can farm these days..."
What they both said was true. In today's society, there are very few families who are willing to let their children work hard at a very young age, let alone families like theirs from big and powerful sects!
And now, the eldest young master of our Wang family is really digging the land here...farming!
The two of them were disciples of the Wang family. They vaguely remembered how loud the voices of dissatisfaction were in the family when Wang Ai announced that Wang Bing was going to practice in seclusion!
Everyone thinks that the head of the family, Wang Ai, is too partial to Wang Bing!
After all, they didn’t know where the retreat was going.
So, for a while, there were many rumors that Wang Bing went to various major sects to learn unique skills; others said that the head of the family must have opened the clan treasury and taken out a lot of good things for Wang Bing.
But who could have imagined that the young master who seemed so glorious in their imagination was now like a farmer, cultivating the land in front of him inch by inch, and he would cultivate it for the whole morning without any complaints!
It was not until noon that a middle-aged man came over and said to Wang Bing: "Wang Bing, that's enough! Come back, we have other things to do in the afternoon!"
Brag!
After Wang Bing swung the last hoe, he straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, and without saying anything, he just carried the hoe and walked towards the middle-aged man!
The middle-aged man took Wang Bing to a shed in the field and put lunch on Wang Bing's table!
There are only two things for lunch: steamed buns and porridge!
At first, Wang Bing was a little uncomfortable with it, but the middle-aged man in front of him told him that this was a necessary part of practice.
"You grew up in the city, and the living environment is too complicated. Everything you hear, see, smell, and taste tries to stimulate your desires. The simplest point is why there are so many toys for children in the city? Because toy manufacturers have been stimulating children's desires!"
"The more you see, the more you think, and the more desires you naturally have. The biggest reason why children quickly get tired of a toy is that the toy can no longer stimulate their desires! So they want other toys to continue to stimulate their desires!"
Although Wang Bing had always wanted to complain, he felt that his desire was not that strong, but seeing the unquestionable tone of the person in front of him, Wang Bing could only obey!
So we have this scene now.
The middle-aged man asked while eating, "Do you remember what I told you before, what is the most important thing for Shen Tu to control ink with Qi?"
Wang Bing thought for a moment and said, "You said before that if you want to control ink with Qi, you must have a deep understanding of 'life'!"
"That's right! The essence of using Qi to control ink is actually to give the painting a soul! In other words, it is to give the painting a soul, so it is called divine painting!" said the middle-aged man.
Wang Bing nodded. After studying for this period of time, he seemed to understand why the Wang family wanted to capture spirits and send generals.
The art of painting is actually a study of the soul at its most essential level.
For example, the similarities between magic and witchcraft are the use of spirits! The witch can use force to make the spirit possess the body or use its power.
And Shen Tu directly attaches spirits to the paintings to make them come alive!
As for secret paintings, the techniques used in this field are somewhat similar to talismans. Talismans are a kind of magic in Taoism, while talismans are proof of identity.
A talisman is actually an invitation, asking the gods above or the power of nature to help the user. In the final analysis, it is also a means of spiritual communication!
There is a technique in the secret painting called "Xiqing", and its function is similar to that of a communication talisman, used to transmit information!
As one of the two major schools of Danqing, the Wang family's Shentu naturally gives higher priority to summoning spirits and dispatching generals than Tongtian Lu!
"Tell me the truth! Haven't you noticed that you have changed a lot during this period of time?"
The middle-aged man suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Has the meditation entered the second stage?"
"You mean the state of infinite consciousness?"
Wang Bing was stunned, thought about it, nodded, and then shook his head.
The middle-aged man was also stunned when he saw this, "What's the problem?"
"There's nothing wrong, but it feels a little different from what you said!"
Wang Bing said: "At night, when I turned my five hearts to the sky, I entered the state you mentioned, which was silent, tasteless, colorless and formless. But at that time, it seemed that I couldn't do it... I couldn't reach the point where I could use the power of heaven and earth for my own benefit..."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth, not knowing what to say!
This is so depressing, it's already the second stage? How old is this kid!
You should know that the reason why so few people have mastered the Divine Paint is that it takes at least three stages to use it.
Use Qi to control ink, use Qi to transform ink, and attach spirit to painting!
Only after these three stages are completed can the divine painting be used, which means that the painting can come alive and be controlled by the painter.
The more detailed the painting, the more powerful it is! So this is also a test of a person's painting skills.
The middle-aged man doesn't need to worry too much about his painting skills. This kid's talent in this area is really beyond his reach.
Of course , the middle-aged man didn’t know that the soul of Wang Bing in front of him had traveled through time. Before traveling through time, Wang Bing had practiced painting for more than ten years!
A user of "divine paint" who is not even twenty years old! It is incredible for middle-aged people to think about it.
"Try it?" the middle-aged man suddenly asked.
"OK!"
Wang Bing nodded, he stood up, and the light black flame on his body rose directly. However, unlike the others, the flame on Wang Bing's body was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, or like the curling smoke coming out of the chimney of a wooden house in a small mountain village.
The Qi in his hand suddenly turned into a brush as tall as a person!
open eyes!
A gleam of brilliance flashed in Wang Bing's eyes, and the "brush" in his hand danced quickly, and soon he drew a lifelike tiger on the ground!
“Yeah, very good!”
The middle-aged man nodded after reading it. Although his face looked calm, his heart was already in turmoil.
This kid is a little perverted. He doesn't even dare to say that the tiger he drew is more lifelike than Wang Bing's.
I really don’t want to teach this child anymore. It hurts my self-esteem! This is the truest thought in the heart of middle-aged people.
"It seems that there is only one last step left, to attach the spirit into the painting!"
The middle-aged man calmed down and said in a deep voice: "There is no rush for this. When you have truly entered the state of infinite concentration in meditation, we will start the last step!"
"good!"
Wang Bing nodded, and was about to enter into meditation when a figure appeared on a path in the field not far behind him, followed by a loud shout that resounded throughout the field.
"Son!"
