The God of Beast 1
Chapter 124 Saint Level Painting.
Chapter 124 Saint Level Painting.
Qin Bo's eyes were white with blank eyes, Excel Shimo did not dare to look at Qin Bo's face. Since Qin Bo did not speak, Excel Shimo slightly glanced at the face of the person in front of him.
"To be honest, I died millions of years ago. This body can survive because of last wishes and be supported by my energy," he said as Excel Shimo glanced at his face.
"Sorry, Uncle Bo,"
"There's no need to apologize, it's not your fault," he replied by taking out something inside his clothes, "this is a gift from my sister." he continued by throwing the Ancestral God level dimensional ring.
Looking at the gift, Excel Shimo was obviously excited, but she held herself back.
"Thank you, Uncle Bo," said Excel Shimo cupped his hands together, and kept the gift, "meaning the creator of the puppet was Uncle's brother! How can the story be like this?" ask Excel Shimo.
"Taboo for us to tell of that event, son. Better increase your strength, over time, you will also know. Only one thing you should know, your destiny is to kill the creature. Only Grandpa Excel's descendants were able to kill him," he replied with a blank look.
Excel Shimo only shook his head, as it was impossible to avoid his fate. As if to understand Excel Shimo's worry, Qin Bo spoke again.
"Right now my strength is no longer at its peak, at least it can give you a little strength. But, I have a condition..," he said.
Excel Shimo was instantly shocked upon hearing Qin Bo's confession, 'not peak power! How powerful would it be if it was at its peak?' inner Excel Shimo who did not know what to say with a person of Qin Bo's caliber.
However, the middle part of Qin Bo's words, makes Excel Shimo excited.
"By fighting the creature, I want to accept the conditions, as long as it does not exceed my ability, Uncle Bo." replied Excel Shimo with a firm tone and ready to fight all evil. Aggressionism.
"Be ye my disciple, for in my life I have never had a private disciple. By becoming my disciple, you can have all the knowledge and power I have. That way, I became relieved. Will you be my student?" he told Excel Shimo, and hoped Excel Shimo would become his only student.
Excel Shimo was speechless hearing that person's wish. To be honest Excel Shimo did not want to accept Master, because he had everything he needed to reach the top.
"Sir, what he said is true. During his life, he had no disciples" Xi He chirped.
"Thank you, sir. He's not there anymore. There was no harm in granting him his last wish," Lotus Bao also spoke, "having power quickly is the wish of all any cultivator" he continued who wished Excel Shimo accepted becoming a disciple.
"Good Uncle Bo, I am willing to become a disciple." Excel Shimo replied after being convinced by Xi He and Lotus Bao.
"Teacher, take this disciple's honor."
Soon Excel Shimo performed the ritual as a new disciple, prostrating three times. The ritual is performed, because a Teacher is the second parent after the biological parent.
"Hahaha, I finally have a disciple. Disciple of great descent," Qin Bo laughed happily, his laughing voice echoing in the cave, "rise." he ordered after receiving the respect of his new disciple.
"Thank you, Master." Excel Shimo replied by getting up and sitting back down.
"I want to know your talent in painting, make it as interesting as possible, and make me laugh. In the past everyone who wanted to be my student always failed to make me laugh," he asked Excel Shimo by giving his favorite brush as a medium, "painting on this sheet." he continued by showing the white deer animal skin sheet, after Excel Shimo received the brush.
Suddenly a shadow flashed in his mind, and a lewd smile afterwards. Without a second thought, Excel Shimo immediately dipped his brush in the available ink.
"Teacher, don't be offended by the paintings I've made, it's just out of imagination" Excel Shimo told his Master.
"It is precisely an art expert must have a broad imagination without limits, as well as the art of writing, he must be good at creating. Paint it, any art must have its own meaning," replied Qin Bo wisely, he was happy with his student who already understood the basics in terms of art.
Soon Excel Shimo painted what he imagined, with right and left brush strokes, his movements were a little rough, but they were all connected. Although Qin Bo's eyes looked empty, he also noticed what his student would paint.
After waiting for the time of the two incense sticks, Excel Shimo finished what he was painting, before handing over the brush, Excel Shimo slightly gave a note to his painting, and returned the brush to his Master.
"Teacher, this is all that is currently out of my imagination." said Excel Shimo by turning the sheet so that it could be judged by his Master.
"Mahaha...."
Qin Bo laughed out loud as he looked at his disciple's painting. Excel Shimo is obviously confused, because he doesn't paint funny things.
"Whaha...."
Qin Bo's laughter rattled the cave walls and made the walls crack. After satisfiedly laughing, Qin Bo smiled as he observed once again the painting.
"Crazy disciples... Hahaha," commented Qin Bo who once again laughed, "really imagination beyond my expectations, I did not think you were a child your brain is obscene." he continued, judging the painting of his student.
"True, he is a pervert," Xi He and Lotus Bao chirped together, and agreed to Qin Bo's judgment.
What Excel Shimo painted was a hot scene of herself with Queen Han, she painted a Queen Han-style scene on her back, and Excel Shimo behind her by grabbing the hair of Queen Han who was enjoying.
Moreover, the writing he posted read 'want to repeat again, hoping with another man's wife. A beautiful story, albeit a little thrilling'. Therefore, Qin Bo laughed out loud, let alone the painting being able to move back and forth like a person riding a horse ferociously.
"Great, great, this painting is Saint level. You are indeed very talented, My disciple." praised Qin Bo as he stroked the painting of his unique and eccentric student, "in art, a painting like this requires a strong, deep and vivid imagination while painting. Without it and experiencing it yourself, every painting would not be able to live. Not only painting, whose name is art requires appreciation and inspiration when immortalizing it. You graduated and made me laugh like this." he continued by commenting on his student's painting.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master" Excel Shimo replied with a cupped hand.
"A lot of people paint but it is always monotonous and lacking in fantasy. They can only imitate and are not good at imagining. Every eye that sees wants something new and exciting, not just that - that's all. At first they were happy, but soon they forgot what they saw just now," Qin Bo gave a little knowledge in the field of art, as he spoke, he seemed to miss himself painting again.
"Gur-"
"My time is not much. Inside is my coffin, and I'm here to wait for someone to pass my exam outside. My disciple, the next batch of six map fragments and don't fall on the other party. All your needs are in that crate, that's all Master can give you," Qin Bo interrupted before Excel Shimo spoke.
"Thank you, Teacher. Students will remember your message,"
"Prepare, I'll give you the rest of my strength. Although there is not much improvement, I hope that you can grant this last wish of your master," Qin Bo, who wished for his disciple to take revenge on the creature.