Everyone was stunned for a moment.

What does Jiang Ming mean by this?

Leng Rushuang looked at Jiang Ming with some surprise, does he still know how to paint?

Leng Rushuang watched Jiang Ming's gaze gradually burn, this man always surprises her every time!

Fang Yuan looked at Jiang Ming suspiciously, and said, "Since that's the case, why don't you ask Mr. Jiang for advice?"

As soon as Fang Yuan's words came out, everyone gradually became interested, and they all wanted to see what real skills this kid who spoke wildly at other people's art exhibitions really had any skills.

Jiang Ming nodded and said, "I'll call my friends and ask them to send some painting tools." ”

Jiang Ming didn't wait for Fang Yuan to agree, and walked outside with his mobile phone.

Song Junshuang and Fang Yuan glanced at each other, and Fang Yuan shook his head lightly at him.

Don't worry, this Jiang Ming will inevitably suffer today.

He was afraid that he was still thinking about showing off in front of the beautiful woman he brought, how did he know that a catastrophe was coming?

Jiang Ming came outside and made a call to Chen Zhixing first.

Chen Zhixing is really confused, a good martial arts master called him not to ask for any panacea, but to ask for painting tools?

Jiang Ming took this opportunity to go to the library first, and last time he memorized the points that "Shi Said" had finally risen in front of Leng Tianlei, and it is estimated that he will have to use them again today. Last time, the score was 99, and this time it has reached 120.

After the exchange, Jiang Ming had twenty points left.

He sat in the library reading a book, and the librarian next to him was no longer just floating, but now there was a physical body.

I heard that it was all because of his aura that this old man had an entity.

After Jiang Ming read it quickly, he said goodbye to the old man and hurried out.

Not long after going out, I saw Chen Zhixing coming with his current eldest disciple Han Tianlei.

Han Tianlei said with a surprised face: "Jiang Ming, when are you going to start painting again?"

Chen Zhixing said again and again: "Mr. Jiang, you have to ask for things urgently, I bought them all by looking at them, can you see it?"

Jiang Ming nodded: "Just buy it." ”

Chen Zhixing was very puzzled in his heart, he actually knew that the Song family had inexplicably hosted an exhibition of painters' paintings, but the Song family was a martial arts family, how could they hold such a cultured thing? He himself was not interested in the art exhibition, so he never thought of coming.

The group re-entered the exhibition.

A girl who watched the excitement said sarcastically: "I thought you ran away and never came back." ”

Leng Tianlei immediately laughed when he heard this, his eyes fell on Jiang Ming, he wanted to see what he could draw.

Suddenly, Leng Rushuang spoke: "I'll grind the ink." ”

Tian Fei'er just smiled when she heard this, she really didn't understand these things.

Jiang Ming glanced at Leng Rushuang, only knowing that he must protect her later.

Jiang Ming lifted the brush and lightly dipped it in ink. The tip of the pen touched the white rice paper, like a flower at the end of the pen. The thick and light bamboo leaves are overlapped, giving people a feeling of luxuriant foliage!

Those present gasped.

The old man exclaimed: "It's really not a layman!"

Another old gentleman next to him commented: "Mr. Li, you see, although this bamboo is bent but not broken, it seems to tell us the truth of being a man." ”

"The concentration of Mr. Jiang's pen and ink is suitable for wet and dry, and this ink bamboo makes people feel high and bright, just like a real green bamboo. ”

Jiang Ming didn't seem to even think about it, so he picked up his pen and painted.

The old man next to him kept exclaiming, "The so-called bamboo in the chest must be like this Mr. Jiang." ”

Fang Yuan looked at Jiang Ming's painting, and his cheeks twitched slightly.

It's really a masterpiece, and I don't know how he can practice such profound painting skills at such a young age?

Jiang Ming thought about it for a while, and inscribed Zheng Banqiao's more famous poem "Bamboo and Stone" next to the painting.

Leng Rushuang looked at Jiang Ming's free and easy handwriting, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Good poetry!

The old man next to him was even more excited: "Could it be that this poem was written by Mr. Jiang on the spot?

The old man was so excited that he spat and spitted: "This is the true realm of painting bamboo, Mr. Jiang has already realized the truth of deleting the complicated and simplifying!"

Jiang Ming put down the pen and asked lightly, "Now, am I still a layman?"

There was silence.

Even Leng Tianlei blushed and couldn't say a word.

What a master!

With this bamboo painting alone, you can become famous.

Only Chen Zhixing and Han Tianlei were at a loss, anyway, they couldn't understand where these Chinese paintings were brilliant, so they could only applaud.

Fang Yuan laughed dryly in his heart, and said to Jiang Ming: "Mr. Jiang's painting is really my predecessor, and we have benefited a lot from watching this painting today." ”

Leng Tianlei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he suddenly sneered at Jiang Ming: "Jiang Ming, although I can't criticize your paintings, your character is simply despicable!"

The audience looked at Leng Tianlei in shock, what did this young man want to say?

Leng Tianlei stared at Jiang Ming, who was full of indifference, and said coldly: "This is my master's art exhibition, you came here to stir up trouble for no reason, do you dare to say that your conduct is the same as the ink bamboo you painted? My master has been provoked by you again and again, can my master be angry with any refutations? Jiang Ming, let me tell you." This is my teacher, and only he is qualified to be my teacher. And you, don't deserve it!"

There was silence in the hall for dozens of seconds.

The old man sighed and said, "This Leng Gongzi's words are not wrong. Master Fang Yuan's first art exhibition after returning to the mountain for more than ten years was disrupted, which was really heart-wrenching. ”

Tan Peng smiled evilly in his heart, but he followed Leng Tianlei and said: "Yes, it's just that his painting skills are outstanding! ”

He Meixin glared at Jiang Ming and added, "Do you think this is your home? You will come to provoke Master Fang Yuan? Do you know that when Master Fang Yuan started painting, you were born?"

The rebuttal of the crowd became louder and louder, and it was almost able to drown Jiang Ming.

Han Tianlei was a little annoyed in his heart, and his hands suddenly clenched into fists.

Leng Tianlei stopped in front of Fang Yuan and said angrily: "What's the matter, you still want to beat people?"

The scene was a bit of a boucillous.

Jiang Ming glanced at Leng Tianlei with some pity, and said, "I was sold and I was still counting the money." ”

Why Fang Yuan brought Leng Tianlei over, he probably already knew it.

After all, Leng Tianlei is the son of the Leng family in the capital, and if something happens at this exhibition, all of them can be pushed on his head.

Poor Leng Tianlei was unknowingly used as a shield by his trusted master.

Leng Tianlei was stunned for a moment, and was about to reprimand angrily. Jiang Ming's eyes changed suddenly, and he suddenly shouted: "Song Junshuang, Fang Yuan, I've had enough fun with you!"

When Song Junshuang and Fang Yuan heard this, their faces changed in vain.

Does this Jiang Ming know?

Song Junshuang looked at Fang Yuan in horror and said continuously, "Master Fang Yuan." ”

Fang Yuan laughed out loud when he heard this, and the moon-white Hanfu robe was blown up by the wind. His gentle eyes gradually became cold, and he sneered: "Sect Master Jiang, who became famous in the first battle, I really underestimated it, and I will let you go and have no return today!"

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

How did Master Fang Yuan, who was fine just now, become like this?

Jiang Ming's face did not change: "Noise!"

Fang Yuan laughed loudly and sneered: "Do you think that if you are a martial arts grandmaster, you can laugh at the entire Huaxia? If you are a middle stage of the grandmaster, you may be able to match me." Little you, you actually died in the illusion of this grandmaster!" He suddenly roared into the sky: "The Seven Stars are bursting up, and the spring tide is born!"

I saw that the people who were panicked just now gradually quieted down, and their faces were full of happiness.

Chen Zhixing walked over with some difficulty: "This is ...... It's a fantasy. ”

This is Fang Yuan's mastery, and all the paintings in the exhibition just now are the composition of his seven-star painting array. When it starts, people will fall into a fantasy world, immersed in the scenes they are most looking forward to and fantasizing.

The scene seen by a person who is greedy for money is certainly different from the scene seen by a person who is greedy for beauty.

Everyone has greed, and even a monk who escapes into the empty door may not be able to purify the six roots.

So who can not be hit?

Caught in the illusion of Fang Yuan, they will gradually die in what they think is happiness......

Jiang Ming saw that Chen Zhixing had completely lost consciousness, sat on the ground and showed a smile, and muttered in his mouth: "I have become a generation of grandmasters?

Jiang Ming looked at everyone in the exhibition with interest, interesting.

The illusion created by Fang Yuan was much more capable than the "Ghost Qi Incense" that Shen Yunfei had bought for hundreds of thousands of dollars before.

Fang Yuan looked at Jiang Ming still standing in the middle, looking at him with interest. He was a little surprised: "How could you ......?"

People have seven emotions and six desires, and even the generation of grandmasters who claim to be heavenly figures also have greed in martial arts.

Fang Yuan smiled coldly, this kid was just holding on.

He drank sharply, his fists bulged, and smashed towards Jiang Ming. The fist carried a sharp wind, cutting a hole in the surrounding wall.

Jiang Ming pointed at the void, turned his aura into a knife, and took Fang Yuan's punch alive.

Fang Yuan was shocked to see that his fist was actually slashed by Jiang Ming's qi knife, and a trace of blood appeared.

Could it be that Jiang Ming was underestimated?

Although Han Sheng is a generation of grandmasters, Han Sheng has injuries on his body, and he is not a real big man. It stands to reason that this Jiang Ming should not have this kind of ability.

Jiang Ming stood with his hands in his hands and said with a smile: "Come again." ”

The spiritual method of the Spirit Realm Sect is not at all the same as their other sect cultivation, this illusion is bound to be a big blow to other martial arts people, but for him, it is no different from tickling. This is also one of the reasons why the old man in the library looks down on the hearts of those families on the earth at all.

Fang Yuan was immediately enraged by Jiang Ming, he roared angrily into the sky, and said, "Shaft, this Sect Master will let you know the subtleties of my Sect of Mind Method today. Break the picture!"

I saw that the birds in the scrolls on display in the exhibition seemed to fly out of the paintings, and birds with pointed beaks flew towards Jiang Ming.

The speed of the flying bird was extremely fast, as if it was striking Jiang Ming's heart in an instant.

Jiang Ming seemed to be hit in the heart, and fell to the ground in response.

Fang Yuan laughed out loud: "It's just a shaft, this son is dead." ”

A trace of contempt flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, he really thought that if he killed a little Han Sheng, he would be able to run rampant in Huaxia?

Funny!

Suddenly, the terrible cry of the bird was heard from the ground. Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Ming's "corpse".

Jiang Ming was lying on the ground, his hands pulling the legs of several birds......

"You're not dead?" Fang Yuan was shocked.