Lei Huanxi put the last touch on his painting.

Then he threw away the pen in his hand.

At this time, Cao Niangong, who painted first, still hadn't finished painting.

In Lei Huanxi's eyes, there is no Cao Niangong, no one else, only his own existence.

and the dragon king's spiritual power surging in his body.

Xiao Pang, who was in the basement of Xiantao Village, also felt that Lei Huanxi had completed his mission, and began to withdraw the power of his mind little by little.

From the outside, there was nothing unusual about Lei Huanxi, but inside his body was beating wildly.

A powerful force has just been awakened, and now it is about to fall asleep again, which is definitely unwilling.

However, with the joint efforts of Xiaopang and Lei Huanxi, the dragon king's spiritual power did not struggle too much, and slowly re-entered sleep.

Ray rejoiced to himself.

Huh? What just happened? It's like you've become a different person?

Yes, that's right, that's right.

Just now, I finished the spiritual communication with Chubby, and then I picked up the pen and started drawing.

Draw?

Lei Huanxi suddenly found that many people, including Qiao Yuanfan and Fan Yifeng, were already around him.

They certainly weren't here to appreciate Ray Huanxi.

What they were looking at was the picture that Lei Huanxi had drawn!

In the distance, the mountains loom and are surrounded by arches of the mountains and are a pastoral field of countless strange plants.

The clouds and mist are shrouded, showing a bit of fairy aura out of thin air, and in the clouds, if you look closely, you can also see two claws and a pair of horns sticking out of the clouds.

Don't guess, it must be the dragon that Lei Huanxi is best at.

But the wonderful thing about this painting is that Lei Huanxi didn't really draw a dragon. But you just think that dragons are everywhere in the whole painting!

The person standing at the edge of the painting seems to feel that he is in the clouds at this moment, and he is playing with the dragon in the clouds.

It's so realistic.

People here have seen so many paintings, but none of them have ever made them feel like they're there.

And what makes people feel even more novel is that outside the botanical garden, there are actually two strange animals standing.

One is clearly a wolf. What about the other one?

Snowman?

Could it be that Lei Huanxi painted a snowman?

The wolf and the snowman seem to want to enter the botanical garden, but they may not know how to get in, or they may be afraid of something in the botanical garden, and although they are anxious, they still guard the outside of the botanical garden.

Vividly, gazing, you seem to be able to clearly see the anxiety in their hearts.

It's inward, not outward!

What a picture this is!

Magical!

The same thought pops up in everyone's mind:

Magical!

It was the most amazing painting they had ever seen!

You know it's just a painting, but no matter how you look at it, you think it's real. It's as if this painting was brought to life by Lei Huanxi.

No painting has ever been brought to life!

But today Lei Huanxi did it!

"We were always there talking about what genius is, what is really great painting. As a master-level figure, Fan Yifeng finally spoke:

"But today we saw it, and I can't comment on the brushwork, the ink, or any other aspect of this painting, I can only say that I can't paint a painting that has been given life like this!"

There was silence all around.

Who said that?

Fan Yifeng said!

Who is Fan Yifeng?

A master who no one can match in China!

He actually said that he couldn't draw such a thing!

A painting that has been brought to life!

"Good, good, good. Qiao Yuanfan said a few good words: "Lei Huanxi is my son." But I'm still going to say that, okay. People in the painting. Draw in the heart. The cloud dragon probes the claws, and silence is better than sound. Lei Huanxi, how did you draw it?"

How is it drawn?

Daddy, how do I know about your son?

If you want to ask, you have to ask Chubby.

At this time, Cao Niangong's painting was also finished.

But Fan Yifeng only glanced at it.

just glanced at it, and then said slowly: "I can't comment on the merits of these two paintings, Nian Gong." Look at Lei Huanxi's painting for yourself. ”

So many people surrounded Lei Huanxi's painting just now, but Cao Niangong also heard their comments, which also caused a lot of trouble to his creation.

What kind of picture did Lei Huanxi draw that so many people were amazed?

Cao Niangong was not convinced, and he came to Lei Huanxi's painting.

But I only glanced at it. Cao Niangong's face immediately turned pale.

Oh my God, what kind of painting is this? What kind of painting is this?

No, it's not a painting!

It's alive! It's alive!

In any case, I couldn't create such a painting.

I can't create such a painting in my life!

Cao Niangong stared at Lei Huanxi's painting, and after a while, he turned his head to look at his painting, and then looked at Lei Huanxi's painting.

Suddenly, Cao Niangong did something crazy:

As soon as he grabbed his painting, a strange sound came out of his throat, and with the force of both hands, the painting he had just carefully created was torn by himself!

It's torn like that!

A huge shame emerged in Cao Niangong's heart!

It's not wrong, it's a shame!

He suddenly felt that he was not worthy of painting, and he felt that even if he painted for another hundred years, he would not be able to achieve one-tenth of the achievement of Lei Huanxi's painting!

He is disgraced, and he is sad.

At that moment, he even had the idea of never writing again.

The young talent Cao Niangong was defeated by a painting like this!

And he was convinced.

There is no need for anyone to judge the merits of two paintings anymore.

"Although this painting is good, there is still a little flaw. Fan Yifeng spoke again: "Huanxi, this painting has not yet been paid." ”

Belch.

Did you forget this?

Now the biggest question is, the spiritual communication between me and Chubby has been cut off, so can I let myself pick up the pen again?

Don't think about it, as soon as you put down the pen, it will immediately cause the audience to be shocked again:

How can there be such ugly words?

What to do?

Fortunately, who is Brother Huanxi? How fast is Brother Huanxi's brain? What can't Brother Huanxi think of?

Brother Huanxi blinked: "Brother Baolu, I want to invite you about this." ”

"Please me?" Fan Baolu was stunned, and then smiled: "It's better to be respectful than to obey!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into applause.

Lei Huanxi's idea was so good that he painted and Fan Baolu inscribed.

This must be a good story in the world of calligraphy and painting!

In fact, how did they know that this was the crooked brain that our brother Huanxi was forced to come up with!

Fan Baolu came to the painting, lifted the pen, groaned slightly, and dropped three words:

"Fairy Grass Garden"!

Fairy Grass Garden!

What could be a more apt name?

The applause rang out again.

A good story in the world of calligraphy and painting was inadvertently formed! )