Chapter 18 The general trend follows the law

When Mr. Beidou heard that Wu Pengwei was going to give the former pilgrim Chen Daozi's "Canghai Chaosheng Picture" and a brush, he was shocked and bowed and saluted: "If there is no merit, Beidou dares not accept such a generous gift."

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Sir, you have some backbone."

Mr. Beidou is serious: "This 'picture of the tide of the sea' is unique in today's calligraphy and painting world, which can be called a priceless treasure, and the painter's pen is also called the most valuable. You send each other two things at once, and there is no reluctance at all, which makes Beidou very admire it very much, but as the saying goes that if you give up, you will have a picture. Please make it clear."

Wu Pengwei also nodded secretly when he heard this. His analysis pointed straight to people's hearts, but it was not bad that he was today's Confucian.

"Yes, what you said is reasonable, and I don't greet you. I give these two things to you, but I just want to ask you for the same thing?"

"What is it?"

"The general trend follows the law."

Beidou Sheng suddenly changed color.

The general trend is the essence of his life's painstaking efforts, and it is through the efforts of his master and generations to sum up a wonderful method of calligraphy and painting. Those who get this method can clearly see the trajectory of the growth and change of all things. It can not only be used for painting, but also for copying, which is called the creation of the sun and the moon.

The main reason why he can't copy the "Canghai Chaosheng Map" today is that there are too many digital mysteries hidden in the picture, and Beidou is not very proficient in arithmetic. He cherishes his reputation and dares not write easily, which led to the initial dilemma.

But this does not prevent the subtlety and mystery of the general trend.

The literati despise themselves, not to mention the essence of his life. Mr. Beidou immediately frowned and said nothing.

Wu Pengwei knew that literati were the most troublesome, and he had a countermeasure in his heart for a long time. He also said, "This 'Canghai Tide Map' is just a very interesting picture scroll for me. This pen is also a little ink. If you don't love me, I'm a lazy person. I don't want to spend money to save these bad things. It's better Let's destroy it."

After saying that, he waved his long arm and took the "Tide Map of the Sea" in his hand and was about to tear it.

Mr. Beidou was shocked and didn't care about pretending. He pressed Wu Pengwei's hand and shouted, "I can't do it, I can't do it."

Wu Pengwei was curious: "Sir, this is interesting. This is my thing. I can do whatever I want. What can't I do?"

Mr. Beidou's face changed several times, and finally sighed, "That's all. Just tear it up. It's a gaffe."

Wu Pengwei suddenly laughed, put the scroll and brush in his hand on the desk, and said loudly, "I was just joking with my husband. These things are useless to me. It's better to give them to you and don't take anything."

Beidou was surprised: "What's the general trend?"

"If you don't, that's it. I don't want to force people." Wu Pengwei smiled with his fist and turned around to leave.

Mr. Beidou looked at the two treasures on the desk, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and shouted, "Sir, please stay."

Wu Pengwei smiled secretly and said in his heart, "It's done." He turned around and looked at Mr. Beidou: "Sir, what else can I do for you?"

Beidousheng waved his hand and looked listless: "That's all, that's all. Let's communicate with you according to the general trend."

Wu Pengwei bowed and saluted: "As Mr. wished."

Beidousheng looked at him strangely and finally smiled: "You boy, your scheming is really too powerful. If you come up and give me the painting, and you don't want to follow the general trend, maybe I will accept it. At most, I will sell my ancestral property and exchange it for gold and silver for you, but you have to exchange it with me when you come up. If you can't exchange it, you want to exchange it. Destroy the things, and then send them away again. Alas, after all, I'm old and I can't help tossing, which fulfills your wish.

Wu Pengwei said calmly, "Most people's minds can't stand ups and downs. I'm not a person with a noble style. What I do is just for what I want in my heart."

"Good." Mr. Beidou praised each other: "Dare to be a man's demeanor. You are young and gentle, but you can have your own ideas and are unwavering. The future will be boundless. Even if the general trend is passed on, you will not be an insult."

"Come on, please take a look at the secret room with me."

Mr. Beidou brushed his sleeves and walked towards the screen behind the study first.

Wu Pengwei followed closely.

After passing the screen, there is a small living room for people to rest. Beidousheng touched it on a Taishi chair in the living room, and the wall behind the chair slowly opened, revealing a passage. The passage was deep and far, and there was light at the end.

The two of them entered it, and the wall slowly closed behind them.

Out of the passage, the front of my eyes suddenly opened up. It turned out to be a small yard with lush flowers and plants. Although it is a cold winter and the snow on the ground has not melted, you can imagine the bright scene of flowers blooming in spring and summer.

There is a small pavilion building in the middle, which is square. There is a bookcase for painting and practicing calligraphy, and the four treasures of the study are placed on it.

There is a small coffee table next to the desk with a set of tea sets on it.

Mr. Beidou took Wu Pengwei's arm and walked up to the pavilion and said with a smile, "This is where I use it to practice calligraphy and painting. It's quiet and quiet. No one can disturb me when I'm idle."

Mr. Beidou took a brush and grinded the color on the inkstone beside him. Wu Pengwei took the inkstone and studied ink for him.

Mr. Beidou said, "The general trend is created by my master. It is the principle of the growth and change of all things in the world. The master is the Confucian Taishan Beidou. He is extremely talented and talented. This method is not only the principle of calligraphy and painting, but also the principle of all things in the world. It is also of great help for you to practice martial arts."

"Look at my strokes and draw."

Mr. Beidou picked up the brush in his hand and moved slowly, like an elf moving slowly on rice paper.

In a moment's work, a budding plum leaps on the paper.

Wu Pengwei looked at it carefully and only felt that nothing was beautiful and true. Obviously, it was a portrait on paper, but it seemed to have life.

"What do you think?" Mr. Beidou asked.

"It's a good drawing." Wu Pengwei praised.

Mr. Beidou looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He huddled the picture on the desk and threw it on the ground.

Wu Pengwei's heart moved, and he resisted his doubts and did not say anything.

Mr. Beidou walked out of the pavilion, walked around in the snow, and then stopped in front of a plum, bent down, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if enjoying the beauty of plum blossoms.

"The so-called general trend is not a kind of painting skill, but a kind of feeling, a kind of feeling of communication with everything. Flowers blooming is a kind, withering is also a kind of beauty, bright is a kind of beauty, incompleteness is also a kind of beauty, and the general trend is invisible. Look at the floating clouds in the sky, the flames on the ground, which one is fixed and unchanged, isn't it all Fickle? This is the general trend. If you want to understand the general trend, you must learn a quiet word. This quiet is not an ordinary silence, but calm down, breathe with heaven and earth, and all sentient beings vomit together. Silence is like death. Finally, you can you feel the vitality from death, so as to explore this truth.

Mr. Beidou waved the big pen in his hand again, and the ink on the pen shook to the ground and scattered in the snow, forming a plum shape, fresh and flexible, not inferior to the previous painting.

"You see, this is the general trend. Spring has spring, and winter has winter. When you understand the meaning of heaven and earth, you have everything in your heart. Painting everything can get the divine essence, and writing at will is like divine help." Mr. Beidou turned to look at Wu Pengwei.

The latter looked awed and bowed and asked, "How do you feel it?"

Mr. Beidou smiled: "If you want to learn this method, it depends on the opportunity. My Confucianism's unique method can't be given to you, but I can remind you that you are happy in silence, look at everything with your heart, and everything depends on your wisdom."

After saying that, Mr. Beidou smiled and brushed his sleeves away.

Wu Pengwei stood in the snow, thinking about the rapid analysis and calculation in his mind, but he never got the point.

"Happy eyes in silence, look at everything with your heart..."

In muttering to himself, Wu Pengwei suddenly put down everything, sat cross-legged on the snow, and began to close his eyes and adjust his breath.

Gradually, everything around was inaudible, and there was only the roaring wind in my ears.

In another hour, the sunset is falling, the sky is dim, and even the wind is almost gone.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and the stars alternate. Wu Pengwei sits cross-legged on the snow, but there is always only one quiet word in his mind.

In the end, I don't know how long it took. His facial features have been closed, leaving only the divine mind, and everything outside can no longer be felt, as if the baby has returned to the mother's body, his five senses are broken, and only his breathing is still there.

But Wu Pengwei is not satisfied with this. He always has only one idea in his mind, that is, to return to silence.

Quietness is a kind of mentality, and silence is a form that is close to death.

Breathing is getting longer and thinner, just like a hairy hair.

In this way, I don't know how long it has been. Finally, Wu Pengwei's whole body calmed down, like a quiet deep mountain water, without a trace of waves.

There was nothing in my mind, and even the silver fog stopped beating and disappeared.

Seek silence in silence, happy eyes in silence.

Gradually, there was a sound of breathing around my ears. The sound of breathing became louder and more complicated, and finally it was as loud as thunder.

The broken five senses returned to my body.

Wu Pengwei opened his eyes quietly and only felt that everything in front of him was extremely flexible and interesting. A flower, a tree and a piece of snow contained infinite vitality, and there were different feelings in the vitality.

At this time, he really realized a trace of mystery of the general trend.

He crossed his knees on the ground and didn't get up. He just used his fingers as a pen to paint in the snow.

When painting, a plum blossom naturally appeared in my heart. The rise and fall of life and death turned in my heart in an instant.

With only a few strokes, a plum blossom appeared in front of us, all of which were true and vivid.

With the heart as the pen, the general trend is as follows.

At this time, Wu Pengwei smiled, got up and walked out of the passage.

At this time, Aoki was standing next to Aoki. Next to Aoki, there were anxious Wang Heng, Chen Tian and others. As soon as they saw Wu Pengwei coming out, Wang Heng rushed forward and said, "It's not a big deal, the four elders, your opponent in the first battle is the Zen Qinglei of the 'Silent Sect'."

It seems that in order to highlight the strength of the other party, Chen Tian also added: "This guy is the leader of the young generation in the southern martial arts world. At least he ranks in the top five. He is very powerful."

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently: "So what?"

The voice was indifferent as usual, and a sense of pride and self-confidence swept out.

Everyone was silent and couldn't refute it for a moment.