"The host confirms the construction of a Tibetan studio?"

"Definitely, all built by merit. ”

After all Ye Ning's workers left, Li Yu planned to build a Tibetan studio directly by the system.

"According to the calculation, the host will pay 1,000 merits, will it be paid?"

"Payment. ”

1000 merit pays.

A golden light fell, and next to the water mirror, a Tibetan painting room with a painting style similar to that of the library stood up.

Build at the speed of light.

"Painting room: the items in the room cannot be taken out, and no one other than the host can be arranged, the basic functions are equivalent to the library, the daily automatic cleaning function, the automatic righting function, and the automatic anti-theft function. ”

The ink paintings that were originally on the ground flew up directly and flew into the Tibetan painting room, like soldiers, very neatly arranged in front.

Li Yu moved both the painting soul and the pen fairy to the Tibetan painting room, firstly, the painting soul itself should belong to the Tibetan painting room, and the pen fairy always felt a little less interesting in the library pavilion

After all, the library pavilion is supposed to be a quiet place for reading, although the existence of the pen fairy increases the flow of customers, but also restricts the pilgrims who want to read quietly in the library room, and sometimes there is a suspicion of putting the cart before the horse.

At this time, the painting soul that was roaming outside the Tibetan painting room with the ink dragon on his head floated in front of Li Yu and said with a very regretful look.

"These paintings are godless, I thought that so many paintings, at least there would be the same kind of painting as me, but I didn't expect that they were all some dead things, but it's a pity. ”

"If there was a god in every painting, the world would be in chaos. Li Yu complained, if ancient paintings were so easy to become fine, the world would have been in chaos a long time ago.

The soul of the painting falls from the ink dragon, with black and white ink effects all over it, looking unusually charming, ethereal like a fairy.

If there is anyone who is most like the fairy painting style in the entire Taoist temple, Li Yu will definitely vote for the painting soul.

"These paintings are different from me, they have experienced the baptism of time, contaminated with the aura between heaven and earth but missing something. The painting soul murmured: "There is no spirit but no spirit"

"What you say, can I understand that these are real ancient paintings, all genuine. ”

Li Yu was surprised, he didn't expect the Ye family to be so decisive, it was really an ancient painting of all the members, and there was no water at all.

It seems to have been a bloody investment.

"You are different from them, you are the right time, place and three-in-one, and they can't" Li Yu shook his head and said: "If you can have life after experiencing the washing of time, and become a monster, then this life is too simple." ”

At this time, a black dragon and a black chicken next to him passed by strongly

Well, Li Yu doesn't know what these two goods are, whether they are lives or not.

Most of the ink paintings in the studio are beautiful landscapes, high mountains and distant views, occasional fishing songs, and canoeing on the lake.

The painting soul looked at the paintings and muttered.

"You don't have to have life, at least you can make them more like paintings. ”

Black and white spiritual power gushed out from the sleeves of the painting soul, surrounded the Tibetan painting room, and poured directly into these paintings.

Li Yu didn't know what the painting soul wanted to do with these paintings, so he entered the Tibetan painting studio curiously, and as soon as he entered the Tibetan painting studio, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"I'm going, and this kind of operation?"

"Whew, when did this Yuqingguan build a new project? I remember when I came here last week, I didn't have this thing. A young and beautiful little girl with a single ponytail and a plain face to the sky looked at the neatly built marble brick Tibetan painting room in front of her and said, "It's quite magnificent."

"Build it in a week? What are you bragging about? The thin young man next to him said lazily.

"I'm bragging to you about what good it is for me, I just didn't have it when I came here last week, believe it or not. The little girl turned white and thin, and then looked at the plaque above her head and said: "I didn't expect this rain chief to really build a Tibetan studio!"

The little girl is like a little fan girl, unspeakably excited.

The thin young man looked at the little girl with an excited face, and said unhappily: "You seem to worship this bull's nose very much?"

"What a bull's nose, it's the rain road chief, the rain master! This is the real master! Fan Cheng, you should be careful when you speak. The little girl pouted and said unpleasantly.

"What kind of real master, isn't he just a Taoist priest, what's the difference between him and a monk, he relies on his flamboyant tongue to cheat people out of incense money. Fan Cheng Yin and Yang said angrily: "Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Taoist monk Tianling is black, I am afraid of a disaster, come and recharge a 998 package, including you to eliminate disasters and solve problems~~ I think he is such a person." ”

"You"

"Aside from having such a large piece of land to be envied, it's not a big deal. Fan Cheng didn't hide his jealousy at all, looked at this Taoist temple with a large area and said: "What's the difference between it and the ordinary rich second generation, but I'm still very envious, people may not be able to buy this land after a lifetime of struggle." ”

Looking at Fan Cheng, Ye Si looked visibly disappointed, and then shook his head.

"How can you say it, alas, you still look at things too one-sidedly, the master is not just a simple rich second generation like you said, and he has a talent that ordinary people can't achieve in a lifetime. ”

"His attainments in ink painting have impressed the long-famous masters, and his attainments in the guqin are also unique. Ye Si said with a very yearning look: "This is Master Yu's Tibetan studio, there must be something different in it."

"Hehe, the blowing is better than the singing, I knew I wouldn't come with you to any Taoist temple, how happy Lao Tzu and his brother are to go to the Comic Con to see the little sister, you weren't like this before, you used to go with me to see the little sister. Fan Cheng muttered.

Saying that, Ye Si didn't bother and went directly into the collection room.

Then he froze in front of the Tibetan studio, looking incredulous.

"What do you see? So shocked to say that you can understand ink painting, I heard that you have to have a very high posture to understand it, so let's go to the comic exhibition" Fan Cheng laughed at the eldest sister, and said sourly: "I don't know your level yet?"

"You just come in and see."

"I can't read it anyway"

Fan Cheng muttered, but still entered the studio.

As soon as he entered, he was petrified by the scene in front of him, and his face was dumbfounded, and he couldn't say anything

"What is this? What's the latest 3D technology?"

Landscape ink paintings, fishing boats fishing, fishing songs and woodcutters leap on the paper.

The flow of water, the mountains, the tops of the clouds, as if in motion

Draw.

It's moving.