Kapitel 117: Painting

It was a painting of mountains and rivers. In the center was the main peak, with peaks of different heights to its left and right. The mountainsides were dotted with white clouds, layer upon layer, which seemed to be moving slowly. There were also two waterfalls, one on the left and the other right, pouring down through rocks. The painter was extremely skillful. And at the blank space above and below the painting, there were two poems.

"Lord Gu Feiyang is indeed an extraordinary genius," Yuan Hao exclaimed. "Not only had he reached the peak of martial arts, invented various alchemy techniques, but he also had high accomplishments in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Judging from the workmanship alone, this painting is already a masterpiece."

Wang Chen nodded repeatedly. Then, he looked at Yunxiao in surprise and asked curiously, "Young Master Yun, what are you doing? Do you know the meaning of this painting?"