Does the master have no ink?
No matter how hard it is, I still have to try Yang Tian’s bald pen and crustily skin of head when I want to start work, only to find that there is no ink and I can’t help but shake my head and wry smile way
We paint without ink.
The old monk immediately shake head a way
How to draw without ink?
Yang Tian frowned at once and stared at the bald pen, thinking that Master Tao would never be making things difficult for himself. He seemed to want to teach himself something by doing so.
Stone painting changes
Yang Tian looked at the stone and thought quickly. Yes, I will change the stone, but change is change. Painting a stone to finish is two concepts.
Drawing a stone is equivalent to creating something. How is that possible?
Yang Tian thought about it and felt that he couldn’t draw a stone at present, but he was reluctant to write.
Hehe, can’t you draw? Look, I want to see it clearly
The old monk smiled at Yang Tiannan and took the brush.
Yang Tian immediately stared at the brush in the old monk’s hand for an instant, and even explored the past without letting go of the slightest change.
See master Tao holding the bald pen shape in the virtual touch this moment Yang Tianshi stare big eyes because you can clearly feel that seven yuan of energy around the virtual touch pen instantaneous of master Tao is suddenly attracted to the bald pen tip by a force.
And Yang Tian also noticed that the seven forces gathered together were not jumbled together, but divided into barriers that condensed at the pen end and did not interfere with each other
Chapter five hundred and twenty-five The Book of Nature
Stoneboog
Master Tao took another look at Yang Tian and recited it again. Then he held a brush and dropped it on the paper, but the pen tip didn’t touch the paper and he stopped.
Yang Tian noticed that the master’s pen tip was still one inch high from the paper, so he drew it on the paper.
Perhaps in order to let Yang Tian see the master painting clearly, it is very slow to move with the pen tip. Just now, the seven-yuan energy filar silk gathered at the pen tip has been repeatedly integrated into the paper, and it is not until this time that they are arranged together that everything is changing according to certain rules.
The stone pattern is slowly enlarged on the paper.
This is a magical process, and the bald pen seems to have turned into a wonderful work in the hands of the master.
At this moment, Yang Tianxin had a flash of enlightenment. In fact, when the master was holding the brush in vain, the stone needed seven yuan of energy to be prepared, and it was not bad at all. To do this, we must first know the mystery of the stone, that is, the stone in the heart
It is this realm to call God with a plan in mind.
Yang Tianlai has lost the stone and water in the small world of divine light. Yang Tian can also do it at this time, but it is all his own energy change, and he has condensed the external energy to create things like a master. Yang Tian can never do this easily and casually.
Soon, the first page of a treasure trove is exactly the same, and the stone has jumped out of the paper, and the master stopped writing and took the drawing paper in his hand.
Yang Tian stared at the paper stone intensely, worried that the stone would fall to the ground at any time, but felt that it was still a little short of the real stone.
come
At this moment, the master suddenly spat with a word and a Buddha’s light hit the stone.
Spit Buddha’s light at the mouth
Yang Tian was horrified, and at the same time, some white masters kept their mouths closed. He would spit Buddha’s light in one bite, which was a very high accomplishment of the mantra.
attack
The stone fell with a light sound and was caught by the master.
give
The master smiled and handed the stone to Yang Tian, and his mouth closed tightly.
Yang Tian took it in his hand and rubbed it carefully to make sure it was a genuine stone.
Master, I’m white
Yang Tian returned the stone to the master and thanked him.
Oh, you try it
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