Chapter 182 The finishing touch Yin Yue waved her hand, and the little fox jumped into her arms. She held the little fox in her arms and stroked its head. It was very interesting, moving its body obediently and pushing hard against her towering chest. The little fox was clearly visible, soft as if it had no bones, yet it seemed to have the warmth of a living thing. "Hey! Okay! Stop it, it's so itchy, hehe!" Yin Yue couldn't help but reveal her feminine nature when she did this to her. "I'm your sister! No, I created you, I'm your mother!" "Well! Mommy will give you a name!" "I'd like to call you Xiaobao or Xiaomeng. Which one is better?!" "Well, I think it's better to call him Xiaobao! What do you think? You won't say anything, right? Then take this as your consent!" "Xiaobao! Xiaobao!" She talked to herself as she named it, and she didn't think the name was vulgar at all.
"Xiaobao, come out and dance!" She held it by the neck and spoke to it. The little fox turned its head as if trying to break free and did not respond to her commands at all. "What a pity. With my current cultivation level, I am not confident enough to complete the last step and give you the finishing touch." Yin Yue picked up the little fox with both hands and said with emotion. Its eyes looked black, but in fact they were empty. The lack of this link means that it can only perform some simple movements and can neither speak nor think. The finishing touch is the most difficult and also the most important step. But the eyes cannot be touched easily. It is said that during the Southern Dynasties of China, there was a famous painter named Zhang Sengyou. He painted four dragons on the wall of Anle Temple in Jinling, but did not paint their eyes. He often said, "If you paint the eyes, the dragon will fly away." No one believed him and thought his explanation was ridiculous. How could the dragon on the wall fly away? As time went by, many people thought he was lying and insisted that he paint eyes on the dragon. Zhang Sengyao was forced into a corner and clicked the eyes of two of the dragons. After a while, the sky was covered with dark clouds, strong winds blew, and thunder and lightning flashed. In the thunder and lightning, people saw the two dragons with eyes painted on them broke through the wall and flew into the sky, with their fangs and claws bared, riding the clouds and mist. However, the two dragons without eyes painted on them were still on the wall. This is the story that is widely circulated in the world, adding the finishing touch. The original paintings of Zhang Sengyou are no longer known. However, his painting art has had a great influence on the later generations of Chinese people. He, Gu Kaizhi, Lu Tanwei and Wu Daozi are known as the "Four Ancestors of Painting". Even the great Tang Dynasty painter Yan Liben was his disciple. Therefore, some people say that Zhang Sengyou is not only a painter, but also an extremely accomplished monk. Enter the Tao through painting! Painting conveys the message! Adding the finishing touch to a painting is both a creation and a work of art! When a painter adds the finishing touch to a painting, it gives it a soul; when a monk adds the finishing touch to a painting, it creates life! With one stroke of the pen, wind and thunder shake the nine heavens, and dragons and snakes soar across the four seas! Of course, some people also say that the story of adding the finishing touch to a painting is too magical and has no factual basis at all, so it cannot be taken seriously. Yin Yue naturally knew about Zhang Sengyao and the story about him. Zhang Sengyao was a minister of the Liang Kingdom during the Southern Dynasties. He served as the Minister of Wuling Kingdom, and later served as the General of the Right Army and the Governor of Wuxing. However, it was precisely because of this that Yin Yue did not dare to act rashly.
She was well-read and had keenly realized that since ancient times, there have been many talented people in the Chinese nation who have lived in seclusion in the city. It is possible that Zhang Sengyou's ability to paint a dragon alive was true. If Zhang Sengyao really reached this realm - when he splashed ink, wind and thunder gathered, and a golden dragon broke through the wall, then he must be at least a cultivator in the late stage of the Refining Void Stage. After all, dragons are not something that can be easily brought to life. Of course, there was a reason why Yin Yue chose foxes instead of other animals. She felt that it would take some time for her to fully comprehend the Nether Seed, and her mana was still a little far from the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm. The little fox was her favorite and most familiar beast. She was not so sure about other beasts. After Yin Yue comprehended the Dark Seed, she had already glimpsed the way to the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, and her magic power would naturally reach the late stage of the Void Refining Realm. However, if she were to dot the eyes of the little fox at this time, she would have to forcibly strip off a trace of her primordial spirit power and give it along with her divine thoughts. When a thought arises, things in space come into being. When a thought is extinguished, everything in the space is extinguished. The virtual and the real are transformed into each other, and life and death are just a matter of thought. Yin Yue was worried that if she was not careful, an accident would happen. She could protect herself, but it would be a problem if Lu Wei in the secret room was involved. After all, it is easy to turn the virtual into the real, but it is difficult to give the virtual a soul. The little fox was the first thing Yin Yue created using the power of space. She looked at it again and again, feeling a little reluctant. Xiaobao's eyes are pitch black, and there is a small black hole in the middle of his eye sockets. "Xiaobao, next time when mom has enough power, I will summon you out again." "You can stay with it for a while!" There was a gleam in Yin Yue's eyes, and the little fox was illuminated by two golden lights and disappeared on the spot. This was Yin Yue collecting it into the sea of spirituality. Little foxes are like ghosts, although they are almost physical, they are not mortal after all. Yin Yue puts them in the sea of spirit, so they can be nurtured. After collecting the little fox, Yin Yue stood up and dusted off the dust on her body. Then, she walked to the cauldron where Lu Wei was soaking the medicine, stood there for a while, seemed to feel nothing was wrong, then turned around and walked out of the secret room. It was afternoon outside, the weather was fine and the breeze was gentle. Xiaojing and Lanlan were not at home, and even Aunt Chen, the housekeeper, was not at home. No one knew where the group had gone to have fun. Yin Yue stayed in the secret room underground for more than ten days and was too lazy to call them. She tidied up the room and then went into the bathroom to take a bath. An hour later, she walked out of the bathroom feeling rested and refreshed. Then, she leaned back on the sofa, eating some fruits and snacks while watching an entertainment variety show on TV, occasionally letting out an unbridled laugh or two. That expression was so satisfying. It seems like it’s been a long time since I last saw such a day! After watching for half an hour, the variety show ended. Yin Yue randomly switched channels, but was attracted by a movie trailer. In the film, the demon monkey Monkey King used his magical powers to control the heavens and the earth, stood upright, and roared to the sky. I want this day to no longer cover my eyes, This land can no longer bury my heart. I want all living beings to understand my intention. I want all the Buddhas to vanish into thin air! The camera switches to the Monkey King Sun Wukong, wearing a golden chain mail, lotus silk shoes, a phoenix-wing purple gold crown, holding a golden cudgel, and standing majestically in the air... "Great Sage, what do you want to go here?" "Tread on the blue sky and shatter the sky." "What if I don't go back?"
"It will never come back!" Movie Voiceover: I have been to this world, I have fought there, I have loved it deeply, and I don’t care about the ending. "Where are you now?" Yin Yue looked at the name that appeared on the screen and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Although I am just an ordinary person, I have extraordinary knowledge. I was able to understand the spirit of the demon saint Sun Wukong from Journey to the West and incorporate it into my writing! It is really rare!" "Wukong Biography? Well, you can go and have a look when you have time!" Yin Yue had naturally read the classic Chinese novel Journey to the West, but she was not very interested in it. The reason was that the rumor about Sun Wukong in the Middle Thousand Worlds had already been deeply rooted in people's minds. It is said that in ancient times, the gods were selfish and indifferent, looking down on all living things. Sun Wukong paved the way for freedom and equality, raised his golden hoop, fought against heaven and earth, and marched forward courageously. In Yin Yue’s heart, he is a hero of the times! How could such a heroic figure, admired by everyone, be suppressed or even recruited as described by novelists? After watching the trailer, Yin Yue sighed and then continued watching other TV shows. As evening approached, the entrance of the villa finally became lively. Lanlan and his group are back. I really like Jin Hezai's novel "The Legend of Wukong", but I don't like the movie of the same name, so I'd like to complain about it. Of course, I'm not just complaining, I'll use the plot of the havoc in heaven later! (End of this chapter)
