"Wu Daojing, you say...... Did I lose?"

I couldn't believe it, I couldn't hold back any longer, Zhang Ziqing asked.

"Yes, this work of his, using the simplest painting method, but it points to the true meaning, ordinary nine-star calligraphers and painters can't do it, although your work is also good, it is far inferior to ......"

Wu Daojing responded.

Weapons of this level already have their own spirituality and can communicate with others.

He drew a few strokes on it with his sword, leaving not even a trace...... How could it be that a nine-star calligrapher and painter couldn't do it......"

Zhang Ziqing's hair was about to be grabbed off.

You can't say that when you open your eyes and talk nonsense, can you?

So many people watched him paint, and they picked up a stone tablet on the ground and carved it with a sword...... There are no lines on it, where did the painting come from?

"If you look closely, you will definitely be able to find special ......"

Seeing that she didn't understand, Wu Daojing shook a little, didn't say more, and seemed to be still immersed in the beautiful work, unable to extricate himself.

After hesitating for a moment, a few steps to the table, Zhang Ziqing looked down at the slate in front of him.

There is still dust left on the surface of the slate when it was pulled out of the ground just now, and the traces carved by the stonemason are still there, and the lines are exactly the same as the stones on the ground, without any special features.

"There's no painting on it......"

After taking a closer look, he didn't find any traces of sword qi left on it, and the more he thought about it, the more strange it became, and his divine sense moved, spreading out.

The eyes can't see, or maybe the senses, can see the problem.

"Huh?"

As soon as the divine sense shrouded the stone in front of him, Zhang Ziqing's body suddenly froze, and her delicate body kept trembling: "This, this ......"

His lips trembled, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Wuchen and the others also frowned, and couldn't help but spread out their divine consciousness and look ahead.

At first glance, it also stood still.

"That's right, this stone was drawn by me with sword qi, it is not real, the previous stone has long been broken into powder and I have put it into the storage ring......"

Seeing that they saw the problem, Zhang Hang smiled lightly.

Just now, the sword qi was horizontal, and it seemed to outsiders that there was nothing left on the stone, but in fact, it was the sword qi that was used to redraw an exact one with the stone just now as a sample.

When he was still a seven-star calligrapher and painter, he comprehended the Void Linshu, which can paint in the air, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Even though it is a combination of sword qi, if you don't need to observe it with your divine sense, even if you are a nine-star calligrapher and painter, it will be difficult to tell it.

Because of this, whether it was Zhang Ziqing, or the two elders Wuchen and Wuzhen, they didn't notice the abnormality, and they never dreamed that the stone they picked up from the ground before had disappeared, and this was a "painting" in front of them!

"We didn't even see the painted stones......"

"Ziqing just makes the bamboo spiritual, it looks like the real thing, and he has transcended this realm, and no one can recognize the real with the fake......"

Understanding, the two elders Zhang Wuchen and Zhang Wuzhen couldn't believe it.

The real nine-star calligrapher and painter, if he paints it, he can confuse the real with the fake, and the real person is difficult to distinguish, but I didn't expect that this young man could also do it.

Could it be that he is already a nine-star?

If that's the case, it's terrifying!

"I ...... Lost!"

The palm of his hand gently stroked the "rock" in front of him, and found that there was no difference between it and the real one, it was not a divine sense probe, and it was impossible to detect it, Zhang Ziqing's face was pale and she muttered to herself.

I thought that the other party was stabbing out of the sword qi, but I didn't expect that it was really painting, and it was so spiritual that no one could tell it.

No wonder Wu Daojing said she lost...... but lost, a mess, not at the same level at all.

"Drawing a work of this caliber with just a sword, you ...... How strong should you be with a brush?"

I couldn't help it anymore and looked at the young man in front of me.

The other party said seriously, she thought she was going to show all her ability, but she didn't expect to use only the sword to make a work that she couldn't surpass...... If you really want to use a brush, how strong should it be?

"I'm not lying to you, I'm really serious about painting!"

Seeing that she was full of shock, Zhang Hang smiled and nodded: "To be honest, your understanding of calligraphy and painting is indeed very strong, if it weren't for the sake of beating you, I might just find a weed and paint, it is impossible to use a sword! ”

"Weeds?"

With a twitch of the skin, Zhang Ziqing: "How do you paint this thing?"

"It's simple......"

After looking around left and right, he hung his finger a little, and in the garden not far away, a weed flew over, landed in the palm of his hand, and gently hooked it.

Crash!

The water in the pool flew over and landed on the weeds, pinching the grass roots with two fingers, and slowly dancing in the air.

Zizizizizi!

The air around them immediately became viscous, and in an instant, a wide river appeared in front of everyone, rushing and roaring, as if it would flow out at any moment, flooding the entire courtyard.

"Painting in the void, without ink, drawing rivers with water?"

Zhang Ziqing swallowed.

She paints with the most precious brushes and the most precious ink, and has always felt that in this way, she can push the realm of her works to the peak, and only when she sees the other party can she understand that this is not the case at all.

At your fingertips, you can't paint without anything, and you can't paint with nothing...... This is the real master of calligraphy and painting, a super genius who has really studied calligraphy and painting to the bones.

"This painting ...... It's also higher than my mangosteen image!"

After looking at it for a while, although Zhang Ziqing didn't want to admit it, she also had to admit that the river that the other party casually drew with weeds and pond water was still much smarter than the mangosteen picture she had just now.

"Oh...... I just painted that stone, and my understanding of calligraphy and painting has improved a bit, so now I use weeds, and I can draw well......"

Zhang Hang explained.

After learning the ability of the eight-star calligrapher and painter, he rarely painted, and the stone just now was the first time he was serious, and the result was ...... I got a lot of valuable experience from it, so ...... The understanding of the way of painting is one step deeper.

Therefore, those who are casually painted with wild grass also surpass each other in artistic conception.

"Progress again?"

The body shook again, and Zhang Ziqing's eyes turned black.

She thinks that she has an incomparable talent in calligraphy and painting, but compared with the one in front of her, it is still too far behind, and it is not the same!

"Ziqing Fairy, I remember you once said that as long as the younger generation is young, someone can beat you in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, no matter who it is, they will be committed to marrying ...... I wonder if it's true?"

Suddenly, a young man in the crowd shouted.

"This ......"

Zhang Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Hang not far away again, her brows furrowed slightly.

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