Just do it if you think of it.

Li Hao asked Uncle Zhao to prepare paintings, paints, pens, inks, paper and inkstones for him. When he finished fishing with the old man every day, he applied to the old man to return to his mountain and river courtyard to rest.

Li Muchiu didn't say much about this. His training purpose for Li Hao was to keep him free.

Although Li Hao showed extremely high talent in body training, he did not force Li Hao to practice hard every day. If Li Hao was willing to come and ask him for advice, he would give him serious advice. If he was not willing, he would take the little boy with him.

I go sightseeing and fishing every day.

…

In the huge courtyard of Shanhe Courtyard.

Li Hao had two small stools brought in, one tall and one short, and he drew on the cardboard like an art student.

Uncle Zhao warned him earnestly, but Li Hao turned a deaf ear to it. For this young master who liked to play with things and lost his ambition, Uncle Zhao was completely helpless and could only leave it to Li Fu.

Li Hao already had a way to deal with Li Fu and showed the second level of the dragon body in front of him.

Li Fu was dumbfounded and suspected that he was dazzled, so he asked Li Hao to practice it again. After seeing it clearly for the second time, the man's eyes became red with excitement.

He only regarded it as the cultivation and teaching of Li Hao by his second uncle, which allowed Li Hao to master the second level of this unique body training skill in less than a month. While he was grateful to his second uncle, he was also grateful for Li Hao's

I was surprised and excited by the talent of body training.

This kind of talent is much better than the three months of cultivating the Great Bull Strength. He is definitely a first-rate body-training genius.

Li Hao saw his excited expression and was secretly glad that he didn't practice the third level of the Hundred Flood Dragon Body directly in front of him. After all, not everyone has the vision and endurance like the old man.

In exchange, Li Hao promised Li Fu that he would practice well with the second master, but the condition was that he would not interfere with him when he was doing other things.

This surprised Li Fu, and at the same time he made him look sad. Li Hao's talent for body training was so high. He now wished that Li Hao practiced every day except eating and sleeping, so that he could catch up with those geniuses with ninth-level combat bodies.

, but Li Hao's temperament was very loose, which made him feel helpless.

After repeated efforts, Li Fu finally couldn't defeat Li Hao and agreed.

So Li Hao started painting freely in the courtyard.

As soon as I started to draw, the font appeared in front of my eyes.

[Painting Road: Section 0 (1/100)]

It worked.

Li Hao smiled knowingly and started swaying happily.

With experience in chess and fishing, Li Hao guessed that the better he was at painting, the more experience he would gain.

Therefore, I did not draw too casually, but drew it more seriously.

However, he was a businessman in his previous life and had been immersed in business for decades. How could he know anything about painting?

He knows a little bit about girls who can draw...

The first time he painted, Li Hao chose a character sketch, so he picked the most beautiful maid in the yard and stood in front of the drawing board.

Then I picked up my pen confidently. For characters, I first drew a circle, then a vertical line, then a stroke and a stroke, and then another stroke and stroke.

Well, I still have hair issues.

Finish!

[Painting experience +1]

Hiss... As expected, painting is so difficult.

Li Hao smiled bitterly to himself.

Next to him, Uncle Zhao peeked at the drawing board and asked doubtfully: "Master, what are you drawing?"

"Can't you see, man!" Li Hao was ashamed and angry.

"Where is this..." Uncle Zhao was a little confused.

Li Hao said angrily: "You said it doesn't look like it on the outside, right? That's because you didn't understand the meaning of my painting. Look at this circle. Do you think it's a head? No, it means smoothness. Look at this

Ju, do you think it’s the body? No, what this means is that if a person wants to stand up, he has to be tactful. Uncle Zhao, you still have to learn, don’t be too outspoken!”

"Uh, that lump in the circle isn't hair?"

"No, yes and no, that is both hair and ideal!"

"ideal?"

Li Hao said lightly: "The ideal is on the head. It is reasonable. This lush hair is the ideal of many people. It is also reasonable, right?"

"??" Uncle Zhao was confused.

Li Hao finished his nonsense and continued painting.

What made Uncle Zhao and Li Fu look at each other in amazement was that there were dozens of drawings, but all of them were not very different. Then look at the beautiful little maid standing in front of the drawing board... What was the point of letting the other person stand there as the background?

Obviously, this young master has no talent in painting and can't compare with his chess skills.

However, it was all a waste of martial arts fun, and they were too lazy to delve into it.

Li Hao's painting speed was very fast, and a pile of waste paper quickly piled up on the ground. Before long, the experience value accumulated reached one hundred.

It all accumulates bit by bit.

Li Hao felt quite tired.

[The painting path is upgraded to one section]

[Art skill point +1]

Following the font prompts, a feeling of painting came to his mind. Li Hao closed his eyes for a moment and then gradually digested it. In an instant, he realized how amateur he was before.

He picked up the pen again and began to draw, and the strokes seemed to have charm. Soon, a graceful figure with a graceful posture and wonderful strokes appeared on the painting paper.

Li Fu and Uncle Zhao, who were looking around boredly, accidentally caught a glimpse of it and were stunned, their eyes widening in astonishment.

Not long after, Li Hao tapped his red lips with a brush, then dipped it in Danqing for coloring. As time passed, a lifelike figure stood gracefully on the panel.

[Painting experience +13]

Li Hao couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. Sure enough, the more carefully and beautifully he painted, the more his painting experience improved.

And I finally learned how to draw.

"Young Master, you..." Uncle Zhao stared blankly at the drawing board. Previously he was still drawing thick-lined villains, but now he has reached this level?

Is it possible that the young master is a prodigy and learned it in just a few moments?

Or was it a disguise before?

Or...could it be that those little people really painted "connotations" as the young master said?

He felt that his previous cognition was strongly impacted.

"Basically, don't do it six times." Li Hao said calmly.

Uncle Zhao didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from being deeply shocked.

Li Hao drew a few more pictures. When he felt more and more proficient, he asked Li Fu and Zhao Bo to stand in front of the picture and drew one picture for each of them. The eyes in the picture were lively, one had experienced vicissitudes of life and was kind, and the other was serious.

It's a bit unnatural, looking away, lifelike.

Seeing the completed painting in their hands, the two of them had different eyes and mixed emotions.

The young master's talents are rare in the world. If he were born into a civil servant family, he would definitely be regarded as a treasure.

It's a pity that this is the palace of a divine general, a general who was born to defend Dayu.

When the ink on the painting was dry, the two of them unconsciously rolled it up slowly and put it away, showing great caution.

They will remember that when they were seven years old, the young master drew a picture for them.

This is the first time in their lives that they have received a portrait of themselves.

…

…

Time flies, half a year later.

On the shore of the calm Blackwater Demon Lake, three figures were sitting fishing more than ten meters apart, two old and one young.

The younger one is, of course, Li Hao. Besides Li Muchiu, there is another older one who is Li Muchiu’s fishing friend. Li Hao heard from the old man’s introduction that this is the Thief Saint with an interesting name, Feng Boping.

According to Thief Saint, he changed the name himself, which does not mean that he takes action only when the situation is calm, but that after taking action, the situation remains calm.

While fishing, Li Muchiu also smiled and introduced the experience of this Thief Saint to Li Hao, and found that he was indeed worthy of this name.

Many forces that were stolen by the Saint did not realize that their treasures were stolen until months or even years later.

Often, we are not aware of it at the first time, so we have no way to find out who stole it, when it was stolen, or even whether it was a domestic thief...

Hiding one's merits and fame, the treasures can be found in the human world. This is how the robbery of the saints ends.

On the shore, Li Hao skillfully set up a large pot, cleaning the fish monster he had just caught, dissecting and butchering it, and taking a look at his own swim bladder from time to time.

The other end of the fishing rod was fixed on the shore and tied to a big rock with a rope hole. If there was any movement, he would have time to take action.
To be continued...