Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Divine Painting Descends to the World
Birthday banquet scene!
"Teacher, the guests are almost here, and the auction is about to begin. Why don't you wave it on the spot now and make a supreme masterpiece?"
Tang Tianshan had a look of anticipation on his face, if he could see Ye Bei again in his lifetime, he would really die without regrets.
Ye Bei was bored when he stayed, just to express the emotions in his heart.
"Okay, pen and ink are waiting. ”
"Haole, come on, the four treasures of the above room. ”
After a while, several Xiao Si prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and looked at Tang Tianshan, who wanted to study, Ye Bei smiled indifferently.
"Today, the painting I made is called: Stone Monkey Hope to Return!"
"The first stroke: Stone Breaker Monkey Out!"
Ye Bei took the pen and dipped it in ink, and the whole action was smooth, without the slightest delay, and even the pen stained with ink did not drip half a drop of ink.
Many guests surrounded Ye Bei, all curious about what amazing paintings Ye Bei could make, which could make Tang Tianshan look salivating.
"Look at his pen seems to have two strokes, I don't know what the finished product looks like?"
"It's not just two strokes, Ye Bei's shot is not muddy and watery, and his wrist strength is strong, and he will definitely not be able to practice this pen for three years. ”
"Brother Ren seems to be very knowledgeable. ”
"I just know a thing or two. ”
……
Ye Bei was not affected by the people around him, he put pen to paper, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and a smart monkey jumped lifelike on the paper.
The monkey raised his arms to the tips of his eyebrows, squatting and squatting, looking forward to it, especially a pair of eyes with tears in them, but not overflowing, crystal clear and full of longing.
"The second stroke: the golden monkey rises a thousand fishing rods!"
The style of painting turns, the monkey is wearing chain gold armor, wearing a phoenix winged purple gold crown, stepping on a pair of lotus silk steps, majestic, proud of the world, a golden giant in his hand, dare to ask the sky and the earth, who is competing?
"This, this is the charm in the painting! It can be described as a wonderful hand, and it is superb. ”
"Painting the rivers and mountains, dyeing the red dust, the rivers and mountains have dreams, Zhanhanhai Chongshan is still beautiful, how a good word. ”
"Ye Bei's painting skills are amazing!"
The crowd was amazed......
Tang Tianshan was not much surprised, because these were not Ye Bei's real level.
How can they, ordinary people, understand the charm of 'God'?
It's just a duck listening to thunder.
"The third stroke: make a big fuss in the heavenly palace!"
The style of painting turned again, the monkey was covered in blood, the fangs were scarlet, and the eyes of Chu Xian were full of disdain, even the Jade Emperor Lao'er, he dared to give a blow to the head, just for the supreme who was looking forward to it in his heart!
Three strokes fell, and no one could speak.
They are all addicted to the artistic conception in the painting, they seem to be immersive, sad and sad with the monkey, and happy with the monkey!
It is a kind of longing and concern, but also a kind of admiration and faith!
Many people spit blood in their mouths because they couldn't bear the feeling of longing, staining the entire birthday banquet scene red.
And many people who are determined to have a little understanding from it, faintly improve their state of mind, and become enlightened.
"The fourth stroke: 500 years without regrets!"
This stroke of Ye Bei did not fall, and with a wave of his big hand, the breeze gently swept through every corner of the scroll.
The monkey is dilapidated, pressed under the mountain, scratching his head, looking at the sky, catching insects, and pulling weeds......
Although he endured endless loneliness, the tenacity in the deepest part of his eyes will never fall!
A painting is natural, it seems to lead everyone through thousands of years, and it also makes them understand the expectation of the monkey, that expectation is better than obsession, and they will not give up!
But everyone has a question in their hearts, who is the monkey missing?
And who is Zun!
Syllable... Syllable... Syllable......
Tang Tianshan burst into tears, trembling and agitating his hands, eager to break his palms, and it was difficult to express the excitement in his heart.
As soon as this painting came out, there was no more picture scroll in the world!
……
"What is this?"
Sun Honghan came to his birthday banquet angrily and was immediately attracted by everyone's applause.
When the crowd saw Old Man Sun kissing, they consciously gave way to a passage.
Sun Honghan was shocked by the scroll at a glance, and the moment he saw the scroll, he even wanted to kneel down.
This painting must be the 'earth-shattering work' that he has been looking forward to and thinking about day and night, and the person who holds the pen is the 'magic pen'!
At the second glance, Sun Honghan knelt on the ground, wanting to touch the scroll, but he didn't dare, for fear of touching the slightest damage.
"The mountains and rivers are far away and the ink is far away, and the flowers on the other side are blooming again and again, and the pen and ink books are flowing for years. I can see this painting in this life, it's worth it!"
Sun Honghan was immersed in the painting scroll wholeheartedly, and the third eye, he was fascinated, and he was swimming in the painting.
"I, five-body throw!"
……
"Who made this painting?" Sun Honghan was so excited that his tone trembled.
"Old Sun, this painting was made by my master, how about it?" Tang Tianshang's face appeared with pride.
"Your master, you old horseman, you actually carried me behind my back and worshiped a god man, I was really a bully?"
Sun Honghan said angrily: "Who is it? ”
Tang Tianshan pointed to Ye Bei beside him: "He is my master, Ye Bei!"
Sun Honghan saw that Ye Bei was so young, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, but it was fleeting, and if he could make a divine painting, he was a god, and it didn't matter whether he was young or not.
"The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship. ”
Sun Honghan didn't stand up at all, knelt down and moved in front of Ye Bei, kowtowing nine times to show his resoluteness.
"Grandpa, why are you on your knees?"
After Sun Qiushi taught a few young masters, he came back full of joy, just in time to see this scene.
"Grandpa, he is the ancient painting master I invited to congratulate you on your birthday, you can ask for it so that I can appreciate you a painting. ”
"Huh, you're done, boss, that's it?"
Sun Qiushi is a reckless man, and he will pick up the picture scroll if he is big-hearted.
Bang!
Sun Honghan suddenly burst out and kicked Sun Qiushi with one kick: "Don't Xiao descendants, this painting is also something you can touch?"
"Grandpa, I asked for this painting for you! If you don't thank me, forget it, and beat me?" Sun Qiushi said aggrievedly, covering his buttocks.
"You asked for me?" you mean, this painting is going to be given to me?" Sun Honghan asked excitedly.
"Yes, but now I've decided not to give it to you. ”
"Don't, good grandson, it was grandpa who was wrong just now!"
……
At this time, the housekeeper tiptoed over and whispered, "Master, it was Ye Bei who killed the second young master!"
Although it was a small voice, the people present were not ordinary people, and their ears were extraordinary, and they could hear everything at a glance.
Yikes!
I almost forgot that Sun Ershao died at the hands of Ye Bei just now.
There is a good show to watch now, even if Sun Honghan likes painting again, he will not even take revenge for killing Sun.
Ye Bei will be strongly retaliated against by the Sun family, but Ye Bei is so strong and has superior force, he will not be captured.
It seems that a war of the century is about to break out!
Sun Qiushi and Tang Tianshan suddenly felt bad, and their hearts trembled.