"Great Yan Beast Soul, Desolate?"

Zi Chu and the others saw the beast soul, glanced at each other, and frowned.

Because they remembered that yesterday the professor had specially told them not to approach the Taixu Grass House for the past two days, so as not to be laughed at by the guests from the Miao Dao Immortal Sect. It is said that those two guests are both disciples of the sect master of the Miao Dao Immortal Sect, and one of them is still a desolate person, so it must be this person.

If this is the case, the competition with Ji Yuyong must be treated carefully, so as not to be laughed at by outsiders.

When Ji Yuyong met Gongliang in the Great Wilderness, he didn't have a beast soul on his body, so he was also curious when he saw the appearance of the beast soul.

One word, one sentence, one by one, "Three Hundred Tang Poems", "Three Hundred Song Songs", "Three Hundred Yuan Songs", "Thousand Poems", "Liu Yongji", "Flower Collection", "Bold Words", "Graceful Words", "Ten Thousand Selections of Words", "Selected Prose of Tang and Song Dynasties", "Six and a Half of West Lake" and other poetry collections passed through his mind, and some of them were so long that Gongliang even forgot that he had read that book.

But at this time, with the help of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods Blessing Mantra Bell, these books were excavated from the depths of memory and remembered again.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, Gongliang saw a poem that happened to fit this situation, and quickly opened his eyes.

All kinds of visions disappeared in an instant, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods Blessing Spell Bell also returned to its original appearance.

When Ji Yuyong saw him wake up, he ran over and asked, "But you thought of poetry?"

"Well, one comes to mind. ”

Gongliang looked at the mountains and forests on the left and right, and said, "Is there a name here?"

Ji Yuyong didn't know what he was asking for, so he turned his head and glared, "The ghost knows what this place is called, and I don't come often." ”

Gongliang saw that he was comparable to a round figure, and if he wanted to say that he didn't come often, he wouldn't believe it.

"Since I don't know, then I'll give this place a name, 'Huanghuachuan'. Yellow flowers bloom on both sides of the stream, and the name is appropriate. ”

"Don't care what the name is, what poem do you remember, let's hear it. ”

"What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Gongliang saw Ji Yuyong's anxious appearance, so he stopped teasing him, and read softly: "Words into the Huanghua River, every time you chase the green stream." With the mountains will turn ten thousand, the fun road is not a hundred miles. The sound is noisy in the stone, and the color is quiet and deep. The rippling pan water chestnut is clear and reflects the reeds. I'm idle, Kiyokawa is like this. Please stay on the rocks, the fishing will be over. ”

“... I'm idle, Kiyokawa is like this. Please stay on the rocks, the fishing will be over. ”

When Ji Yuyong heard the poem read by Gongliang, he also read it in his mouth, and couldn't help clapping his hands and shouting: "Good poem, good poem, that's it." ”

With that, he turned and walked over to the long table and began to get ready to draw.

At this time, Zhu Yang was already holding a paintbrush that he had never used before to draw on paper. This is his habit of painting, whenever he wants to paint, he will draw his thoughts on the paper and change it if there is anything inappropriate.

Ji Yuyong looked at him with a serious look on his face and couldn't help frowning.

Gongliang walked over with the sticky little guy Migu, saw his appearance, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Looks like I'm going to have to make a move to win this bet. Ji Yuyong said seriously.

"Then come out!"

"I'm going to drink. ”

"Drink! and no one will stop you. ”

"But I don't have any good wine. Ji Yuyong smiled bitterly: "I have a habit when I make a trick, that is, I must drink good wine, and the paintings I make when I am half drunk and half awake can be extraordinary. ”

"I thought it was nothing, nothing else, as much wine as it wanted. ”

Gongliang took out a wine jue engraved with phoenix bird patterns from the space, and took out a small gourd containing wine to fill the wine jue.

Ji Yuyong looked at the milky white wine in the wine jue and stared, "What is this, how does it look like animal milk?"

"This is the milk spring wine I got through and the kingdom of God when I traveled in the eastern land, and I have never been willing to drink it. You've earned it today, so drink it!"

"It's really not animal milk?" It didn't smell like alcohol, and Ji Yuyong seriously suspected that Gongliang was fooling him with animal milk.

Gongliang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, "You'll know when you drink it!"

Ji Yuyong raised the wine jue suspiciously and tasted it, then drank it all, and praised: "Good wine, warm and soft in the mouth, with a hint of spring water sweetness, and the silkiness of milk, it is indeed a rare wine, and another one." ”

I drank ten jue in a row, and one jue was about one liter.

Ji Yuyong drank a total of ten liters, his stomach suddenly bulged, and his body began to sway, as if he was going to get drunk at any time.

"Enough. ”

Ji Yuyong put down the wine, staggered to the place where the pen and inkstone were placed, picked up the inkstone that had been filled with ink in one hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then grabbed the pen and walked to the spread out drawing paper.

"Hmm..."

If it weren't for the clarity in his eyes, Gongliang would have thought that he drank the ink as wine.

"Yikes..."

Mi Xian and Rui Han screamed when they saw it.

Zi Chu frowned slightly, and his hand looked at Zhu Yang, who was painting a scroll, and his face became serious.

Ji Yuyong walked to the side of the drawing paper, suddenly opened his mouth and squirted out an ink dragon, followed by the brush in his hand and quickly clicked on the ink dragon. In a moment, the ink falls on the paper, forming an ink landscape. Ji Yuyong's hand did not stop, and the brush was still waving rapidly between the ink landscapes.

Zhu Yang took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, turned his head and smiled at Zi Chu next to him, "Looking at his serious appearance, if I don't make some tricks, I'm afraid this gamble will be lost." ”

"You don't have to worry too much about the game, you can do whatever you want, just feel free. Zichu said.

"Now it's not about gambling, it's about skill. ”

Zhu Yang shook his head, took out a bunch of things from the storage bag and opened them on the long table, and there were some mixed paints inside, "Last time I went out, I found several kinds of paints in a mountain, and I felt that the colors were bright and could be used to paint, so I brought them back and tried them, and found that the paintings were bright in color, not to mention, they also had a different taste." I originally wanted to hide it and make a splash during the competition, but it looks like I have to take it out and use it today. ”

Zhu Yang laid out the paints one by one according to his habit, and then picked up the brush and painted.

The painting that I conceived had already been imprinted in my mind, and at this time, the painting came easily, and the speed was so fast that it was more than a meter long in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Ji Yuyong was almost finished painting and began to sweep the tail and embellish. Maybe it's too exhausting, sweating profusely, and already soaking through clothes.

After another moment of painting, a large amount of sweat discharged the wine, so that he could no longer concentrate on painting, and hurriedly shouted: "Wine." ”

Gongliang hurriedly took the wine jue full of wine and handed it over, Ji Yuyong drank the five jue again, and felt about the same, so he threw the wine jue back to Gongliang, turned around and concentrated on painting.

Over there, Zhu Yang had already drawn a sketch of a landscape and began to paint colors on it.

Gongliang saw that he used bright materials, and the landscapes he painted were as brilliant and moving as jewels, and the objects were dignified and solemn, and the layers were distinct, which seemed to be better than Ji Yuyong's black ink splash landscape paintings, and he couldn't help but worry.

The big figures of the Qingyang School Palace, who were paying attention to this side because of the beast soul, seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the two of them painting at this time, and watched attentively.