"Oh my God.....!" Rui Xiong covered his face and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, just draw the naked body of a girl, but he is a man! Even the key parts of him are delicately drawn.....

Lu Sheng also couldn't bear to look at it directly, so he turned his face away.

Erin was left alone, her face flushed, her neck hot, and her hand stretched towards the solid wood chair beside her. I'm afraid that I will be able to smash Zhuo Siqing's head in the next second.

The conflict inevitably broke out, and Erin desperately wanted to smash Zhuo Siqing to death with a chair, but was pulled by Rui Xiong.

Lu Sheng was a little speechless.

In fact, these so-called art exhibition competitions are just small games like playing at home for him.

In retrospect, there are some merits, but overall it is a waste of time.

He came here to spend a lot of time to comprehend and improve the realm.

Under Rui Xiong's hard persuasion and Zhuo Siqing's repeated apologies, Erin finally gave up her desperate plan with Zhuo Siqing. However, the painting could not participate in the competition.

Regardless of whether he draws well or not, this theme alone can give almost all judges a negative score. He was lucky not to be kicked out of the art exhibition and had many friends.

Phew.

Lu Sheng walked up and smeared Zhuo Siqing's painter a few times, and suddenly the patterns on the canvas took a lot of flowers. At least I can't see the details of the three of them naked.

"Eh, eh!!, you kid!!" Zhuo Siqing suddenly became anxious and rushed over to stop it, but was blocked by Lu Sheng with one hand and couldn't move.

"Oh my heart!!" Zhuo Siqing shouted.

Lu Sheng put the painted painting back in its place, he was originally a little interested in painting, but now when he saw the miraculous phenomenon just now, he suddenly had a lot of curiosity about the paintings of more and stronger artists.

The exhibition soon began, and the trio's work was hung on the wall opposite the single room for the judges and the public to vote on.

Lu Sheng simply ignored Rui Xiong and the three, and while the three were discussing the works, he walked out by himself and looked at the exhibition one by one.

The paintings here are a lot stronger in terms of simple techniques, but there are only three groups that can really give him that sense of impact and shock.

Rui Xiong and the others are counted as one group, and there are two other groups, one group is led by a sunny boy with short green hair.

The other group is a noble son with deep eyes taking the lead.

One of the two of them paints with the theme of harvesting sweat, and the other is the theme of the students who have finally become talents taught by the teacher.

Lu Sheng carefully looked at the paintings on both sides, and there were only one or two that really had that kind of shock.

Vaguely, Lu Sheng even felt that when he admired these paintings with special feelings, he seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change in himself. I also have a deeper understanding of certain things.

The exhibition ended soon, and the competition voted, even if Lu Sheng's hand arrived, there was still a huge gap, and Zhuo Siqing won the fourth place.

In fact, only the top three are useful, and it doesn't matter if the fourth or fifth place is followed, so this is considered a consolation prize.

Although he only won the fourth place, Zhuo Siqing still wanted to celebrate happily when he returned home like a festival, but after being stopped by Lu Sheng, he did not ease down for several days.

After returning home from the exhibition, Lu Sheng has never forgotten the wonderful feeling of being hit by paintings.

Although this world is only a transition, I just like the huge time flow difference here, but if I can dig out more things that are useful to me. Lu Sheng will not let it go.

When he returned from the exhibition, he became very interested in the artists who painted these powerful and even soul-shaking paintings.

After finding a reason for Zhuo Siqing to travel, Lu Sheng went out directly, quietly went to the exhibition hall, and got the addresses and names of the top three painters before.

He was going to visit them one by one in person.

The artists who were able to create these paintings definitely had something extraordinary in their spirits that were beyond ordinary people.

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Yanrong Town, suburbs, Bailin Mansion.

The autumn breeze is cool, and in the golden woods, a young boy with short blond hair is pinching several paintbrushes vigorously, and colored paint pots of different sizes are placed all around the ground.

In front of him, a painting of colorful elk running through a dark forest has been completed more than ninety percent of the content.

cough cough cough ....

The boy suddenly lowered his head and coughed, his name was Jerean, and he was also the first place in this exhibition in the district.

He is known as a top painter who is known as a real ghost, but unfortunately when he was about to show his ambitions in the painting world, he suddenly fell seriously ill, interrupting his future, his future.

Now he trembles even when he picks up a paintbrush.

Therefore, he needs to squeeze the pen very hard, so as not to shake and cause the lines drawn to lose their original meaning.

"You drew this?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the woods.

An unimaginably tall and strong man slowly walked out and stopped in front of Jerion.

"I can't imagine that Jerlian Drey, known as the head of ghosts, would be willing to live in seclusion in such a remote and unknown town. It's ridiculous. ”

"Who are you?"

Jerlian looked stunned for a moment, looking at the person, and there was already a slight hint of vigilance on his face.

"I'm a lover of paintings. Lu Sheng said in a flat voice.

For all the information about the ghost talent opposite, he knew almost everything through psychological guidance.

You can't use it in this world, but you can still use psychological guidance. Although the rules have been weakened a bit, most of the abilities are fine.

"What is your purpose, lovers?" said Jelian, who had regained his composure. He was a dying man, and he was able to remain calm in the face of any danger.

Lu Sheng stared at the brilliant divine soul of the person in front of him, he could hardly imagine that such a low-level world could actually create such a powerful and pure divine soul genius.

If this person in front of him is placed in the Great Yin and goes to other cultivation worlds, he is definitely a super genius one out of a million.

In this kind of low-level world, you can rely on your own exploration to train your divine soul to the strength of the level of the commander of the army.

If you really give him a step, I really don't know how far it will go.

"I feel sorry for you. Lu Sheng said slowly, "Your talent, even if it is the entire Vision Finals, not many people can compare." But because of physical reasons, he can only nest here for the rest of his life. ”

"If you don't have anything else to do, can you please leave? I want to rest. Jerion directly interrupted Lu Shengdao.

"I can heal you. Lu Sheng was straight to the point.

Jerion was slightly stunned, then laughed. "Do you know what disease I have?"

"Muscle permalysis. Lu Sheng said lightly. This is a complete terminal illness in this world.

"Then you're—" Jerry was stunned.

"Because I need your strength. "Since Lu Sheng has come to this world, he will never easily waste time step by step.

He wants to lay the foundation as quickly as possible, and then absorb the essence of everything in this world. Help yourself to reach true sublimation.

Jerion gritted his teeth, he wanted to refute, but there was a faint sense of convincing in the other party that he couldn't refute, this inexplicable feeling, combined with a strong sense of oppression, made him have to believe it.

"How do you want me to help you? If you can really heal me, my strength is your strength. Jerlian earnestly promised.

"It's simple, I want you to help me complete a painting. ”

Lu Sheng smiled.

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months later.

Just when Zhuo Siqing was still happy to participate in art exhibitions and competitions everywhere, the domestic art world unconsciously and secretly began to circulate a mysterious organization called Silver Hand.

The power of this organization has spread rapidly, and many urban and regional centers have been conquered by its members step by step.

The world's most dangerous painters were once known as the most dangerous painters, and they were like immature babies in front of them.

Any member of the Silver Hand is the most dangerous and powerful artist in the dark painting world has ever been.

Some of their paintings can cause disasters of varying degrees, some can affect emotions, and some can manipulate people's hearts.

Some can even trigger physiological diseases in the human body and cause death.

Originally, their strength was extremely strong, but after joining the Silver Hand, it seemed that overnight, their strength instantly increased several times, reaching a terrifying level that almost no one could match.

Within the Federation, one large state after another Jerlian fell, and there were more and more members of the Silver Hand, even if they only needed the strongest, but in the end, the entire Federation even had most of the area, which was occupied by the members of the Silver Hand.

The high-ranking officials of the Federation, the generals, tried to suppress this evil trend, but to no avail.

Within the Silver Hand, the members of the so-called Silver Painters were too powerful, and all the people and things that stood in their way were crushed by the power of their minds.

And at this moment, a rumor began to slowly circulate on the black market.

It is said that the rise of the Silver Hand is due to a painting, a strange and mysterious painting with powerful powers.

The painting was incomplete, but the leader of the Silver Hand made it part of it complete, and thus gained a powerful and powerful power.

It is even rumored that if the painting can be completely completed, it will have a power that surpasses that of the Silver Hand, and even the huge power they already have in their hands.

This rumor spread more and more, and soon, the rumor finally reached the ears of the high-level of the World Vision Organization.

.............

Mudohai, a villa in the center of a deserted island.

"This is the magic painting that has been circulated to give the Silver Hand a rise to prominence?"

Osiris's knife-like face became more solemn and handsome in the setting sun, giving people an indescribable sense of solemnity.

He is the former three-time Vision, and is now the helmsman behind the Vision, the strongest painter in the world.

His color layer is known as the sky overpower, and he is the decisive figure who attends every Vision contest as the main judge.

At this time, in front of him was a gray painting that looked a little chaotic.

On the canvas is a huge wheel shape, and each line segment of the wheel has a large blank space that needs to be filled in with additional content.

"It is said that if you complete the painting correctly and place it in a special place, you can gain unimaginable power. In the room next to him stood a long-haired woman in a white slim-fitting suit.