Chapter 215 White Hat Magister (Ask for a monthly ticket, recommended ticket)
The two chatted briefly, and Britney said that she needed to go back to deal with it quickly, citing the busy relocation of the chamber of commerce.
Rett didn't want to keep him, he sent him to the gate of the castle, and then returned to his room.
Sit on the edge of the bed.
Leite closed his eyes and felt the world around him carefully, it was no longer dark and gloomy.
Mobilize the mental power to feel the overwhelming earth elements, like yellow sand, choppy and undulating. Like a river of quicksand, it surrounds the body, exuding infinite mystery.
Leite pondered silently. It turned out that his own mystery of dispersal had reached a very high level. The otherworldly realm he felt before seemed to be the mystery of condensation.
"Scattering and condensation are both bound by the earth element. In essence, they are infinite changes of the earth element, but they are elusive..."
From one extreme to another.
Leite's heart rose to a sense of enlightenment, and he controlled the quicksand around him to constantly change its shape, sometimes like a thorn, sometimes like a small sand wolf.
Then, he began to try to compress the earth element with his mental power as much as possible, to see if it could be compressed to a certain extent, and he could touch the mystery of condensation.
But it didn't take long before he reluctantly gave up.
He thought too naively, the mystery of condensate really cannot be realized by simply compressing the earth element. It's like the mystery of scattering and the sparse separation of earth elements, the two are very different.
But he firmly believes that as long as he persists, he will eventually gain something.
There is a special connection between the mystery of dispersal and the mystery of condensation.
At the beginning, the wool of the sand elf made Lei Te even more powerful in understanding the mystery of Sanzhi, and got twice the result with half the effort.
The realm of the mystery of dispersal soars, and the realization of the mystery of condensation is naturally a matter of course.
Immersed in the profound perception, half a month has passed.
March is hazy, warblers fly and grass grows.
Catkins are flying, warm as before.
By the lakeside of Hanjing Lake, the sparkling lake surface is full of colored spots, and fishes, shrimps and crabs are vying to jump out of the water. The spring, which is already full of vitality, overflows with vitality.
Natural breath permeates every corner.
By the lake, a man and a woman leaned on each other, sitting on the green lawn, with a loving expression and a trace of concentration.
The two of them hold a drawing board in each hand, and the watercolor pen follows the waving of the arm and the flexible rotation of the fingers, leaving traces on the canvas.
A person is drawing a picture.
Another person, who is drawing pictures.
On the canvas in front of Ruilai, a fierce and huge figure can be vaguely seen, covered in blue scales, with piercing eyes, sharp claws, and a tyrannical aura that seems to permeate through the white paper.
He is focused, and the painting in front of him is the work he created based on part of the description of dragons in his father's "Coiling Dragon", his own imagination of dragons, and some dragon-like monsters in the local world.
He intends to create a cover for his father's novel, and he has secretly painted it for half a month, planning to surprise his father when the time comes.
At this time, most of the work has been completed, the dragon body of the main body has been completed, and only the rendering of the surrounding background remains.
He feels that his mental energy is a bit exhausted and he needs to slow down.
"Well, let's take a break!"
Rylai put pen to paper, finished drawing the last scale of the dragon, and put the watercolor pen into the cylindrical pen holder.
Stretched, turned to look at her lover Ke Lina beside her, eyes full of love.
The other party is also concentrating on painting.
Rilei couldn't help being attracted, looked at the canvas in front of Kelina, blinked, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
The "person" in the painting, well, it can barely be called a person, and he is painting against a board. Through the faint outline of the face and the surrounding background, Riley can recognize that the painting is himself.
After drawing a line with a dyeing pen, Kelina turned her head to look at Ruilai, and said angrily:
"Rilei, I haven't finished painting yet, why did you take a break?"
"Well, because there is one thing missing." Riley said with a bitter face.
"Huh? Is there some kind of paint missing?" Kelina said innocently, then looked at her pen holder, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.
The blue hair swayed, and a scent came out.
Rilei looked at the extremely charming Kelina, his heart was about to move, and the next moment he leaned forward and leaned over.
Two wipes of bright red paste on it.
"Hmmmmmm!"
The world suddenly calmed down.
…
"I hate it..." Kelina lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito.
Rilei put her arms around Kerina's shoulders and smiled heartily.
The two looked at the lakeside, and at the same time recalled in their minds the first scene of confirming their relationship and kissing at Sun Lake.
Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Rilei, let's go to Sun Lake some other day?" Kelina said softly.
"Okay, I kind of miss it too..."
from hour to dusk.
Kelina went back to the castle one step ahead of Rilai. She and Mina had an agreement to go to the rooftop to watch the sunset together at dusk.
Ruilai sat alone by the cold crystal lake, watching the light color of the lake change from bright and dazzling at noon to beautiful and soft at dusk, with inexplicable feelings in his heart.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.
Holding the watercolor pen again in his hand, he waved it in a strange way, leaving a thick and colorful stroke on the canvas in front of him.
In an instant, like the finishing touch, the whole dragon seemed to come alive and lifelike, and even the surrounding scenes rendered a particularly strong atmosphere, making people feel immersed in it.
"Good drawing!"
A sound of admiration came from behind.
Ruilai's joy and joy at the completion of the work froze instantly, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly stood up and looked behind him.
His eyes were vigilant, and he looked at the figure in front of him.
An old man in a white traveling cloak is standing on the grass, with two shallow wrinkles on his forehead, thin cheeks, a dark magic wand in his hand, a hood on his head, a drawing board on his back, shoulders There is a medium-sized package on her shoulders. It looks quite strange.
"Who... are you? When did you come here!" Reilly asked with a slightly cold face.
At the same time, I was also a little nervous. The strength of the person in front of me was obviously much higher than him. When I probed the past with mental power, it was like a deep abyss, and I couldn't see the bottom.
"Hehehe, don't be nervous, I'm a painter." The old man in white robe said with a smile, bathed in the dusk, looking very gentle.
Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be malicious, Ruilai breathed a sigh of relief.
Ruilai intends to know the other party's identity first, and cannot be ignorant of the other party's information.
"It doesn't matter my name, you can call me the white hat." The white-robed old man said: "I have been around here since the early morning, since you came, painted, and now. I have observed everything clearly. The finishing touch of the strokes took me a little by surprise.
There is no doubt that your drawing skills have made a breakthrough at the end! "
Rui Lai's eyes were full of surprise, and he thought that the person in front of him knew how to draw... Wait!
The other party said just now that they brought it here since the morning? Haven't you been watching him? So the intimate scene between him and Ke Lina also fell into the eyes of the other party?
Ruilai's eyes suddenly became strange.
"Ahem." As if guessing what was in his heart, the old man in the white hat said lightly, "I don't have the habit of peeking at other people's privacy. When something happens, I wander around elsewhere."
Yeah? Ruilai was suspicious in his heart, and didn't believe the other party's casual explanation, but knew that it was pointless to delve into it.
White Hat shook his head, bent down to pick up the drawing board on the ground, pulled out two watercolor pens from the pen holder, condensed the water element himself, and moistened the pen tip.
Immediately, amidst Ruilai's exclamation, he quickly left two strokes on the painting that he was going to send to his father.
"what are you doing?!"
A flash of anger flashed in Ruilai's eyes. This is a gift from him to his father, and no one is allowed to destroy it.
He snatched the drawing board, and the white hat stared at Ruilai with the same expression.
Ruilai glanced at the painting after two strokes were added, and his expression suddenly froze. In the next second, there was a storm in my heart, and I was so shocked that my eyes almost popped out.
At this time, the picture on the drawing board, the giant dragon shuttled through the clouds and mists, remained alive and vivid, and amidst the ferocity and rage, there was also a sense of mystery and grandeur, which suddenly rose to a higher level.
When he stared at the dragon, the other seemed to be staring at him.
Even if he turned his head and glanced sideways, he could feel the other party staring at him coldly.
It seems that it is possible to get out of the painting at any time and give him a breath of destruction dragon.
Ruilai suppressed the horror in his heart, put away all his emotions, and the initial unhappiness disappeared.
Looking at the old man in the white hat again, his eyes became a little more serious.
He has fully realized that the person in front of him is a master of painting with profound skills, and his level is much higher than his own!
The two strokes that came at hand surpassed the wonderful strokes of my own brilliance, and the judgment was judged.
Holding the canvas with both hands, he looked at it carefully, and he couldn't put it down. How good would it be if he painted it himself?
After a while, he sighed with a complicated expression: "Thank you, Mr. White Hat."
This painting that condenses my own painstaking efforts has been improved through this finishing touch. Not only is the level more outstanding, but as the original author, it is easier for me to learn some skills and experience from it.
"Hehe, you're welcome, I can feel that you have a real love for painting and you have a certain talent." The white hat looked at Ruilai with a smile in his eyes: "This is rare for a magician. I have lived for most of my life, but I have never seen many magicians who are willing to devote energy to painting. Even if there are, they are just small-scale and low-level. In addition to meditation and magic, more people add a side job to learn alchemy.
You, are an exception! "
Rilei was silent, and heard the white hat say again: "I plan to stay here for a while, would you...would you like to learn painting from me for a few days?"
Ruilai's eyes flashed surprise, he didn't expect the other party to have such a plan.
Teach him to draw?
Looking down at the vivid dragon on the drawing board, it seems that a life is really sealed in it.
Ruilai showed hesitation, and had to admit that he was moved...
Go back to the castle.
Ruilai found his father immediately and reported everything that happened today.
At this time, Leiter was sitting on a chair, holding a crystal glass and flicking it lightly, the red wine liquid in the glass was shaking accordingly.
Leite touched his chin, staring at the canvas that Ruilai sent, his eyes did not hide the color of admiration.
"This painting is very good. If it is hung in the exhibition hall, many people will come to see it." Leiter commented.
Then he looked at Ruilai and said with a smile:
"You are so excited, it doesn't matter if you learn painting from the white hat, such good free opportunities don't come often.
If you want to study again in the future, you have to pay. "
"Huh? Pay?" Ruilai keenly caught the word, paused with the hand holding the cup, and asked in surprise, "Father, what do you mean by paying...?"
"Oh? Didn't the white hat tell you?"
"Say what?" Reilly was even more at a loss.
Rett made a strange look, and continued:
"When the white hat first arrived in my territory today, I noticed it.
I also chatted with him. I wanted to invite him to join the territory, but unfortunately that guy disagreed.
But in the end, he assured me that he is willing to open a studio in Dark Eagle City, so if he learns painting in the future, he will definitely have to pay a fee. Whether he can even teach ordinary students advanced skills is another matter. "
"Open a studio?" Ruilai blinked, thinking of the superb painting skills of the white hat, it made sense.
"That's right. In the afternoon, I accompanied him to choose a suitable location in the city, which is near the administrative office, next to the Chunri Fruit Tea House." Leiter smiled and winked, "It's not far from your office." It's very close."
Ruilai's eyes were full of surprise. From this point of view, it is true that the other party left in the middle of the afternoon, and did not spy on him and Kelina...
Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Father, how is the strength of the white hat? I didn't notice it when I touched it this afternoon."
"A sixth-level magister, very strong." Leiter said seriously.
"Sixth-level magister?" Ruilai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what his father said just now, that he could detect the arrival of the white hat.
Isn't this something that a fifth-level magister can do?
Facing Ruilai's puzzled and puzzled eyes, Leiter smiled lightly, and released his mental power casually, showing his level of sixth-level magister.
Originally, Leiter planned to temporarily conceal the news of his breakthrough, but among the three sons, Ruilai has a slightly special status, and has shared many affairs for him in the entire territory. Knowing the real strength of a lord makes it easier to manage the territory and deal with some emergencies.
So, after a little thought, Leiter informed Ruilai of his strength.
"This... is incredible!"
Ruilai stared slightly, the shock in his heart was no less than seeing the superb painting skills of the white hat in the afternoon.
But in just over a year, my father made a strong breakthrough to the sixth-level magister. According to this trend, wouldn't father be able to reach the peak of the great magister a hundred years ago?
Only one step away from the sanctuary?
At that time, wouldn't they become the top family of the Jinlun Kingdom?
Noticing that he was thinking too far, Ruilai came back to his senses, and looked at his father's eyes slightly complicated, with surprise and envy, but more joy!
Two in one, long wait
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