Meng Chuan walked, watching street vendors soliciting business, and some disciples of the monastery walking side by side, discussing and discussing.
"Look, it's Senior Brother Meng."
"Senior Brother Meng."
The disciples of Jinghu Taoist Academy immediately shouted respectfully.
What Meng Chuan saw along the way made him smile. Suddenly, he saw a disabled elderly man on the roadside, sitting leisurely by the riverbank, watching passersby. There was also a fishing rod beside him, and he smiled as he watched, occasionally taking a puff on a large cigarette.
Meng Chuan is a very skilled painter who observes everything very carefully. He can feel the sense of enjoyment and contentment of disabled elderly people. The overflowing satisfaction. The elderly person has a very serious disability, with one leg and one hand broken.
"With such a severe disability, can he still enjoy himself so comfortably? He looks the most miserable on the entire street, but he enjoys it the most?" Meng Chuan walked over curiously.
"Old man," Meng Chuan walked over and spoke politely.
"Hmm?"
The disabled old man, holding a big cigarette stick with one arm, looked over and couldn't help but exclaim with great joy, "Isn't this Mr. Mengchuan? Mr. Mengchuan actually talked to me, an old man. I have to tell my wife when I go back."
The smile of disabled elderly people is very infectious.
Meng Chuan said, "Old man, I don't know why you're so happy, but there's something big to celebrate?"
"Look, the teenagers are practicing martial arts, and the adults are rushing for life." The disabled old man pointed to the street, "Seeing all of this, the old man makes me happy."
Meng Chuan was slightly taken aback.
"Back in the year of Qinyang Pass, the demon tribe gathered a large army and wanted to kill under the leadership of a group of demon kings." The disabled old man said, "Once killed, the entire Dongning Prefecture and surrounding areas would turn into a scorched earth, and no one could survive. At that time, I served in Qinyang Pass, from gods and demons to every soldier... I fought my life to resist."
"The gods and demons are fighting against the demon king."
"We also resist every monster, with corpses scattered everywhere and companions dying. We were chatting and laughing together last night, but today we collapsed. As long as we have a breath, we must drag the monster to die together." The old man's eyes were slightly moist and he smiled, "The eyes of killing are red. When you see that there are no monsters around you, but there are not many companions who can stand around."
"We managed to hold on to the support of other gods and demons, and finally defended Qinyang Pass," the disabled old man laughed. "We saved the lives of millions of people around Dongning Prefecture. That time, out of 20000 soldiers there, only 1633 survived. Out of the five gods and demons guarding Qinyang Pass at that time, only two survived."
"Why do we all work so hard and don't want to run away when we are in dire straits? It's because we don't want to be slaughtered, and we don't want our families and children to be slaughtered... I hope they can practice peacefully, drink a big bowl of wine, and boast. I hope they can also ask their wives to have children in the future..." The disabled old man smiled, "I come out every day to see.". Looking at the hometown people on this street, I think of the fallen companions one by one. Everyone's death is worth it
"I'm lucky. Twenty thousand brothers and sisters, only 1633 of them survived. I survived. I could eat meat buns, drink, fish, smoke cigarettes... Ha ha... How happy I was." The disabled old man smiled.
Meng Chuan listened silently.
The original confusion in his heart has disappeared.
Some so-called miserable families, compared to the elderly, are really ridiculous.
For example, in the family of Hongyu siblings, Hongyu worked as a maid in a wealthy household and could earn money to support the family. Who can be blamed for her father's bad gambling and debt? Saying you were deceived? Not to mention this, it may have been to coax my son. I can't even see the debt note clearly. Who can be blamed?
"There are thousands of people."
"Some people willingly fall."
"Some people, even in the abyss, still have a bright smile."
"And the vast majority of people..." Meng Chuan also looked at the street vendors and vendors, "they are all full of expectations, rushing for life."
Meng Chuan returned home, had lunch, and went to the study.
Unfolding the scroll, Meng Chuan began to paint.
He has too much in his heart to draw.
He first painted one of the places in Dongning Prefecture
Starting from this day, Meng Chuan spent all other time drawing besides his normal cultivation.
Drawing day by day.
From summer to autumn, this painting continued to be painted for over four months. When the autumn leaves turned yellow and began to fall, the painting finally came to an end.
This is a huge scroll painting, measuring 8.3 meters in length.
The left half of the entire scroll painting is an ancient city - Dongning City.
The most eye-catching is one of the luxurious mansions, the Meng Family Ancestral Mansion. Inside the Meng Family Ancestral Mansion, an old woman leaning on a cane stands there, her whole body shining brightly, and her power is terrifying. Beside them were a large number of clan leaders, three elders, Meng Dajiang, and others. Meng Chuan carefully painted dozens of people. Other ethnic groups have used some virtual videos.
Outside the ancestral home of the Meng family.
It was Liu Chang, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang who bowed respectfully. Meng Chuan had never seen Liu Chang, but there was a portrait in the file. Meng Chuan exaggerated it a bit, painting Liu Chang more robust and fierce, but in front of the ancestral home of the Meng family, Liu Chang was extremely respectful and flattering.
Behind Liu Chang, there was Zhou He, who had a larger bending range. Zhou He even showed a pleasing smile at Liu Chang, and that smiling face was painted very carefully.
Behind Zhou He were the cautious and timid Hongyu and Tiesheng siblings.
Then you will see the group portraits throughout the entire city of Dongning.
Several poor women who were forced to sell themselves by their families were crying as they walked towards the Xianshi Garden;
There are also dozens of hardworking people, some of whom even have broken arms and disabilities, relying on one hand to work;
There are also customers from restaurants, tea houses, noodle shops, and other terrain and colors, street vendors and pedestrians, as well as bad gamblers and thugs... Of course, there is also the disabled elderly man with a broken arm and leg by the riverbank, who has a fishing rod next to him, smoking dry cigarettes, smiling and looking at the street next to him, and also at the far right side of the entire picture.
Meng Chuan painted hundreds of ordinary people throughout the entire city of Dongning.
The key is the monastery.
In a monastery painted by Meng Chuan, there are children, teenagers, and young people all striving to cultivate, and there is also the dean Ge Yu drinking and giving guidance. The monastery is located on the far left of Dongning City, with the sun rising next to it. These disciples of the Taoist Academy are the sunrise of the entire Dongning City and the hope of the city.
However, on the far right side of the entire Dongning City, outside the city
Outside the city, a group of young people dressed in Taoist attire... watched by a group of parents and family, left Dongning City and headed to another place.
The far right side of the entire portrait.
That is a border red with blood.
There are gods and demons fighting against the demon king. The gods and demons are Meng Xiangu, and the demon king is also a snake demon king flying high in the sky.
At the border, countless soldiers were fighting against monsters.
Most of these soldiers were painted briefly, but there were also some with careful faces.
For example, among the soldiers, there are father Meng Dajiang, dean Ge Yu, clan leader, three elders, Yun Fu'an, Liu Chang, Zhou He... Although these people have different identities in Dongning City, they all once had a common identity - human soldiers fighting monsters!
"Alright." Meng Chuan drew the last character, the warrior who had broken his arm and still inserted his sword into the monster's head. It was the disabled old man who died in battle. His gaze was fixed on the monster, as if he were looking at the far left side of the entire painting, at the peaceful city of Dongning.
The entire painting depicts many things that Meng Chuan wants to express.
Like the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, Liu Chang, he fears the divine and demon families, but also makes some wealthy businessmen afraid.
Zhou Heyi was under the command of Qi, and his subordinates were in large groups, but he also had many fears.
Meng Dajiang and his companions hold a high position, but they have also fought bloody battles at the border for ten years.
The gods and demons are towering above, serving as the backbone of the human race.
They need to shelter the entire human race.
On the entire map, there are many ordinary people of all kinds, and those women from Xianshi Garden are just a small group among countless ordinary people. Although these ordinary people are weak, they have the largest number on the canvas. They are protected by gods and demons, but they are also the foundation of the human race. Countless ordinary people can nurture gods and demons from generation to generation. So, the human race never ceased.
The entire painting depicts various forms of education.
Drawing the tip of the iceberg of the human race also reveals the reasons why the human race has survived to this day.
Meng Chuan wrote three words in the upper right corner of the entire painting - "The Appearance of All sentient beings.".
All sentient beings.
There are many people here, including Meng Xiangu, Meng Dajiang, Three Elders, Liu Chang, Zhou He, the disabled elderly, Ge Yu, and so on... These characters are theirs, not theirs.
"Finished drawing." Meng Chuan sat on the chair, feeling extremely satisfied with his spirit.
He has loved drawing since childhood.
It is because he enjoys observing the world and likes to record what he observes with a pen. In the early days, he painted the outside world with lifelike imagery. Later on, when he created the "Horse Painting", he gradually drew the spirit, and the horses seemed to be alive. So even those who don't understand painting feel shocked when they see such paintings and are willing to pay a high price to buy them. At that time, he was the first person in Dongning Prefecture's painting skills.
And today... he has reached another level.
Drawing is one's own 'heart'!
Draw out the strong emotions in your heart and integrate them into the painting. At the moment of drawing, a great sense of achievement and satisfaction fills my heart.
"All beings." Meng Chuan closed his eyes and smiled.
The immense satisfaction in his heart made his mind feel dizzy.
He doesn't know.
In the sea of his eyebrows.
A blurred humanoid soul is gradually converging, and during the more than four months of painting the "Form of All Life", this humanoid soul is gradually blooming with spiritual radiance. This human form and soul are constantly condensed, and when drawn, the soul feels a sense of great fulfillment. This humanoid soul has finally accumulated to the extreme, 'thundering' completely solidified, revealing its true appearance.
At this moment, Meng Chuan also felt waves of dizziness in his mind.
Follow him and you'll 'see' it, as if practicing inner vision of true qi. His consciousness saw a vast and void space at the center of his eyebrows, where a figure stood, exactly like himself.