Thousands of peaks stood tall, clouds and mist drifted about, and a large river flowed from the mountains.
The strokes were vigorous and vigorous, and a vigorous aura surged toward him.
Good painting!
Zhou Fu's eyes lit up as he stared intently at the contents.
His mind gradually emptied as he comprehended the artistic conception in the painting.
Qian Yong, who was standing by the window, frowned. When he first saw this painting, Ding Hou had told him that it was very important, but he didn't feel anything.
He turned to look at Zhou Fu and then at Ding Hou. He wanted to find some clues from the two of them.
However, he was disappointed. Just like the last time, he didn't feel anything.
At this moment, Zhou Fu seemed to have seen something, and his expression changed.
Ding Hou, on the other hand, had already walked to a chair at the side and sat down. He would occasionally look at the burning incense sticks in front of the painting and then close his eyes.
No matter how uncomfortable Qian Yong was, Zhou Fu had already stepped into the artistic conception of the "Thousand Mountains Painting".
Peaks, clouds, and rivers.
Little by little, they came to life. The dead objects on the paper slowly became alive.
The mountain ranges were tall and green, and the mountain ranges were stacked on top of one another.
Clouds swirled and the rivers surged.
At this moment, he seemed to have come to a real world.
The appearance of this "world" was not because of how powerful the painting was, but because of the artistic conception contained in the painting, which stirred Zhou Fu's soul.
Now, the things in front of Zhou Fu were the feedback of the artistic conception in the painting on Zhou Fu's soul. The foundation was still Zhou Fu's own cognition and mental strength.
The scene changed again.
The peaks exuded a quiet, firm, and even eternal aura.
"These peaks are like the bones in the body, the rushing rivers are the flowing blood, and the clouds … the clouds are Qi!
The human body naturally has Qi! "
The so-called Qi and blood were connected by Qi and blood. Qi was sufficient, and blood flowed.
Thinking of this, Zhou Fu suddenly felt a sense of clarity in his heart. The blood in his body also began to change, transforming into a more advanced form.
After this change, a powerful aura rose from Zhou Fu's body, and a warm wind swept across the room.
"This!
This! "
Ding Hou shot up from his chair. His eyes widened as he stared at Zhou Fu in shock.
On the other side, Qian Yong was blown to the window by the wind.
Bang bang bang!
The students in the courtyard also came over, wanting to see what was going on.
Qian Yong turned to look at Ding Hou and asked in a trembling voice, "Master, what … what's going on?"
Ding Hou glared at him and said in a low voice, "Shut up!
Let's go out first. "After saying that, he pulled Qian Yong away.
However, Qian Yong wasn't willing to do that. Obviously, Zhou Fu had benefited from the painting, and he also wanted to benefit from it.
"Master, tell me what's going on!" Qian Yong broke free from Ding Hou's hand.
"You!"
Seeing Qian Yong's determined expression, Ding Hou knew that if he didn't explain it clearly, this bastard might do something.
"Zhou Fu has comprehended something from the painting. Let's go out first and not disturb him."
After hearing this explanation, Qian Yong's heart thumped!
Enlightenment!
Paintings could be comprehended!
He hurriedly asked, "Master, how do I comprehend it?
I want to comprehend it too! "
Although the conversation between the two was soft, Zhou Fu still heard it.
It was like a fly buzzing around his ear, making him feel irritated.
Whoosh!
A strong wind blew towards the two of them and pushed them to the wall.
Qian Yong was anxious. How long had it been, and Zhou Fu could do it so easily? He wanted it too!
He had to!
If he had such ability, would he still need to work so hard as a bodyguard?
Would he still need to live a hard life?
Money, beauties, power!
These three words were spinning in his mind.
He couldn't give up, and he couldn't go out.
"Master, tell me!
How do I comprehend it?
Tell me quickly! "
In his agitation, Qian Yong raised his voice!
At this moment, the others in the courtyard also came to the window and saw the situation in the room clearly.
Especially the scene of Zhou Fu flinging his sleeves and pushing Ding Hou and Qian Yong away, this made them excited.
Power!
Power was right in front of them!
At this moment, everyone stared at the painting and Zhou Fu standing in front of it.
Ding Hou was burning with anger. If he wasn't afraid of disturbing Zhou Fu, he would have slapped Qian Yong to death!
"Shut up, be quiet!
This is a personal enlightenment!
There's no method. "
Qian Yong was obviously not satisfied with this excuse. He felt that Ding Hou was targeting him because of yesterday's incident.
"Master, I was wrong yesterday. I apologize to you. I'll kowtow to you now.
Please tell me quickly!
I beg you! "
Ding Hou's face was pale from anger, and his eyes were bloodshot.
This fool in front of him actually knelt down and was about to hit his head on the ground.
"Bastard!"
Ding Hou hurriedly stretched out his leg and kicked Qian Yong's forehead.
Because he used gentle force, it didn't make a sound. It only made Qian Yong's head tilt back.
It was this kick that broke Qian Yong's heart.
He stared at his master and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I've always treated you as my father.
That Ding Chuan didn't have any ability. When other martial arts schools came knocking on our door, I was always the one who stood up and fought back. When wasn't I covered in scars?
Even if I didn't make any contributions, I should have at least worked hard! "
"Now that you have such a powerful thing in your hands, why didn't you take it out and let everyone practice it?
Forget about that. Now that Zhou Fu is like this, why can't I do it?
Aren't you too heartless, too cruel? "
For five years, Qian Yong had been cautious and conscientious.
Now, he was like an abandoned tool.
How could he accept this!
How could he accept this!
He wanted power!
And power was right in front of him!
Ding Hou was so angry that the corners of his eyes were about to crack. He stared at Qian Yong and said, "Didn't I let you see that painting?
You fell asleep, so who can you blame?
Now I let you see it a second time. What did you see? "
Since they had already shed all pretense of cordiality, Qian Yong directly retorted, "Why didn't you teach me the method?
How can I see a painting? "
Ding Hou pointed at Zhou Fu and said, "How did he know?
How did he know? "
Unexpectedly, Qian Yong sneered and said, "You'll have to ask my good master!"
Ding Hou's face suddenly turned cold. It was as if a layer of frost could be scraped off. "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Qian Yong sneered. "Old thing, are you going to tell me or not?"
Ding Hou's chest rose and fell rapidly. He gritted his teeth and growled, "Comprehension!
That thing requires comprehension!
You have to rely on your own comprehension! "
"Haha!
Hahahaha! "
A burst of laughter came out of Qian Yong's mouth. The sadness and sadness made the people at the window feel suffocated.
However, Ding Hou's heart skipped a beat!
This kid was courting death!
Sure enough, Qian Yong turned to look at Zhou Fu and shouted, "Junior Zhou!
What happened to you?
Are you okay? "
His voice was like a bell!
The huge sound wave echoed in the room.
After the sound, Zhou Fu's aura quickly dissipated.
After the aura was completely withdrawn, Zhou Fu slowly opened his eyes.
"Almost!
If I had another ten minutes, no!
Five minutes, I would be able to strengthen all the blood in my body to the peak of the first level of the Dragon Subduing Art.
Sigh, what a pity. "
He sighed in his heart and turned around.
His eyes were calm as he looked at Qian Yong, who had a gloating expression, and Ding Hou, who was standing beside him with a vigilant look.
"Junior Zhou, are you okay?" Qian Yong still asked.
Zhou Fu's eyes flashed coldly. "You're so annoying!"
With a flash, he instantly appeared in front of Qian Yong and kicked out.
Bang!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Qian Yong's mouth. His tall and strong body was sent flying by this kick.
With a boom, he smashed through the wooden window and smashed into the center of the courtyard.
This sudden change shocked everyone present.
"Have mercy!"
Ding Hou suddenly roared.
Zhou Fu's figure had already appeared beside Qian Yong.
He lifted his leg and stomped down on Qian Yong's left arm.
Kacha!
The bone cracked with a sound!
"Ahhhh!"
A heart-wrenching scream came out from Qian Yong's bloody mouth.
Ding Hou, who was in the room, quickly came to a spot three steps away from the two of them. With an anxious look on his face, he tried to persuade Zhou Fu, "Zhou Fu, Da Yong, he … he …"
Facing Zhou Fu, who was interrupted by Qian Yong, Ding Hou didn't know what to say.
If this happened to him, he would also beat that person to death.
However, the person who interrupted Zhou Fu was Ding Hou's eldest disciple, who was also the pillar of the Zhen Shan Martial Arts Dojo.
If Qian Yong was killed by Zhou Fu, his martial arts dojo would become the laughingstock of other dojos in less than a day. Although it wasn't any better now, he could still be saved so that the martial arts dojo wouldn't disband on the spot.
"Reason!" Zhou Fu said coldly.
"This …" Ding Hou was speechless.
At this moment, the other members of the martial arts dojo surrounded them. Although they were shocked by Zhou Fu's terrifying performance, someone still said, "Zhou Fu, what are you doing!
Why are you hurting our eldest senior brother! "
"Yeah, how can you kill your own fellow disciple!"
"You're actually such a person!"
"Yeah, it's a waste that our eldest senior brother taught you martial arts. You heartless thing!"
Ding Hou's expression changed drastically. He turned around and shouted, "Shut up!"
This group of nosy bastards, do they know what it means to obstruct one's enlightenment and interrupt one's comprehension?
However, on second thought, this group of people really didn't know.
Ding Hou regretted it now. If he knew this day would come, he would have taught this group of little bastards what comprehension was.
No, if he knew this day would come, he would have broken Qian Yong's leg!
Hearing Ding Hou's angry roar, some people were unhappy.
"Master, aren't you being too biased?"
"Yeah!
Isn't it just because Zhou Fu's family is rich?
So what if he's rich? Can rich people bully others? "
"That's right. Rich people are also human, not beasts!"
Just as the crowd was enraged, several figures leaped into the sky above the martial arts hall.
"Impudent!"
Then, several attacks fell, slapping all the people in the martial arts hall to the ground.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the door of the martial arts hall was broken.
A group of well-trained guards rushed in. Each of them came to the side of a student and placed their swords on their necks.
The figures in the sky descended, and the one leading them was Duan Cheng.
"Sir!"
Zhou Fu nodded and smiled. "You're out of seclusion?"
"Sir, I just came out. Yuzhu said you were here, so I brought some people over."
After Duan Cheng finished speaking, he looked at Qian Yong at Zhou Fu's feet and said, "Sir, what should we do with these people?
Do you want to kill them? "
Ding Hou hurriedly said, "Don't!
They don't know anything!
They … "
The smile on Zhou Fu's face disappeared. He looked at Ding Hou and said, "Since the Martial Arts Hall Master said so, I'll give you face.
I'll let these people go. "
"Thank … Thank you …"
At this moment, Ding Hou looked very miserable.