Most of the ancients' drawings of exotic beasts were based on some real species and added their own fictional colors. The human face and animal body, the patchwork of various animals, and some exaggerated compositions are more regarded as totems in addition to the association of unknown creatures.

At the moment when the entire martial arts arena trembled slightly, a low sound came from the painting wall.

This sound was like a horse not a horse, like a tiger but not a tiger, not only Zhong Yue heard it, but everyone present heard it.

The old man who was still racking his brains and groping for the answer raised his eyebrows, muttered words in his mouth, and showed a hint of joy on his constricted brows, and immediately picked up his pen and drew it. Zhong Yue didn't start writing, at that glance, he finally saw the whole picture of this beast, the iron back was like a huge turtle shell, but the head, like an elk, with strong limbs, was not an ordinary beast.

Is this a monster that has been imagined! Or is it a fierce beast, is this still a Buddha town beast? Shouldn't the Buddha town beast be a cute and cute image?

Standing closest to the painting wall, Zhang Da was obviously the person who could feel the movement in the painting wall the most, and suddenly frowned, bowed to the painting wall, and said softly: "Your Holiness is angry. ”

The Zhang family's recruitment of sons-in-law is naturally not the meaning of the ancestor of the Zhang family, this appropriation of the town beast left by the ancestor is also to show off the muscles, and take this opportunity to let the outside world know that even if the Zhang family has no saint, it is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded.

This low groan really shocked many ill-intentioned people present.

"It seems that the Zhang family is not killing in the corner of the five-star and twenty-eight nights......"

"The saint's courtyard is really not to be underestimated. ”

The head of the Zhang family suddenly raised his eyebrows, and echoed in a low voice: "Oh, His Holiness can't sense wrong, right?"

The painting wall trembled slightly, and the head of the Zhang family bowed his head, "The old slave knows." ”

Zhong Yue was completely in a state of bewilderment and shock. He was not frightened by the hideousness of the beast in the painting wall, but after observing the Nine Potentials in the system for so many years, he finally saw that in addition to the original system ink rhyme, it can perfectly present the brilliant stroke of the pen and all things born back then!

According to the previous introduction of Zhang San, the Buddhist beast on the wall of this painting was painted by Zhang Sengqiu, so if it is only the special effect reason presented in this other world...... So......

Zhong Yue frowned, and had already picked up his pen.

Then he uses the Nine Potentials of the Gods and Men, and he should be able to show that effect!

If there is no living creature in his pen.

The answer he was looking for in this other world was obviously imminent.

Calligraphy and painting are holy!

The old man on the side turned his head sideways, and when he saw that Zhong Yue had also started writing, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Thousands of calculations, I didn't expect the old man of the Zhang family to play such a little trick! Fortunately, he has lived a long time and has seen a wide range of knowledge, this Buddhist beast is not in these eight pictures at all!

The low groan just now has already revealed what it is. The old man chuckled, he had a map of ancient beasts in his hand, and the eight pictures given to Zhong Yue were copied from above, but he didn't expect that the Zhang family's rumors about the Bamen Town Beast were still a disguise, and this one was clearly a diamond tortoise!

He could only silently bless Zhong Yue, boy, you'd better copy less answers......

Zhong Yue naturally didn't think about copying any answers, he believed what he saw with his eyes, and he didn't come for the purpose of getting rich, or wanted to get out, and just a glimpse made him change his mind, he wanted to see if he used the Nine Potentials of God and Man to draw the same strange beast, would there be such a special effect.

Before the Song and Yuan dynasties, Chinese painting was presented in the form of gongbi. Of course, there are also different categories in the form of gongbi. Zhong Yue's way of sketching belongs to the simplest composition rule - trilinea.

The development of Western painting to a certain extent gave birth to a systematic perspective composition method, that is, the focal perspective of allegation, while the development of Chinese painting for thousands of years did not form such a systematic law, but took another path - operating the virtual and the real.

A very simple explanation is that the effect of Chinese painting is not the composition of the landscape seen by the eyes, but the presentation of the artist's own artistic processing.

The trilinear body used by Zhong Yue is based on the three lines of the main line, the auxiliary line and the broken line as the basic drawing rules of the composition law, not a sketch-like way to faithfully draw the beast he saw at a glance.

He put more of his mind on the open eyes.

Time is passing minute by minute, how do the vast majority of people get a glimpse of the true face of the beast from the painting wall? Naturally, it is through the communication and induction of ink rhyme. This is mysterious, as if some people can see the patterns on the wall at a glance, which is the original intention of the Zhang family to design this level.

The new aunt can't be an illiterate ordinary person, otherwise how can he bear the heavy responsibility of protecting the Zhang family?

Of course, the so-called ink rhyme induction is so difficult. Sitting at the front of the martial arts arena, those children of the family who stepped into the realm of Hanmo naturally got a glimpse, as for a large group of people behind, they were blind and touched the elephant, I don't know what to say, there were only two people, and they were in a hurry to draw and never stop for a moment.

One is an old man who picks his feet seven times a night.

A Zhong Yue who naturally has a glimpse of the whole picture at a glance!

The movements of the two of them here were also noticed by Zhang San.

Zhong Yue's brows were tightly locked, his pen was smart, and the ink rhyme was swaying on the paper.

Sweep the pen, hurry.

Zhong Yue was full of color, and put the final focus on the eye of the beast, the three-line method, the main line and the auxiliary line he used to lay out, the main line determined the position of the beast's body, and the auxiliary line was used to make the whole body of the beast coordinated and stable. Although there is no law of perspective composition in Chinese painting, it does not mean that there is no three-dimensional sense.

As for breaking the line, Zhong Yue was cleverly designed on the eyes of the beast.

The finishing touch, Zhong Yue gestured with one hand, and the ruthless eyes with essence jumped above, he stared at the town beast in his pen, and said secretly in his heart: It seems that not everyone has special effects......

The sanctification of calligraphy and painting is the key to breaking the game!

"The hour has come!"

Zhang San put his hands in his sleeves and said in a calm voice, "Please return to the icon." He walked up to the wall, leaned over, and closed the black curtain, "I'm tired of His Holiness." ”

A snoring sound came from inside the painting wall, which was considered a response.

Zhang San looked at the picture scrolls that had been put away one by one, and said in a low voice: "Your portraits will be sent to the master and the young lady, and five of them will be selected to enter the final level, please take a break." Of course, everyone who can pass the first level is the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the Zhang family will not restrict your freedom, you can leave at will. Those who pass the second level but do not enter the third level, and those who intend to stay in the Zhang family, can be worshiped by the Zhang family. ”

The painting has been put away, and when they heard the words of the general manager of the Zhang family, many people's eyes narrowed and they heard something wrong, "General manager Zhang, what do you mean by this? Isn't it logical to enter the third level after passing the second level? What does it mean to not enter the third level?"

Zhang San put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Don't forget the original intention of this competition, it is my master to find my uncle, this uncle, naturally the young lady has to be satisfied." This wishful husband, sometimes the edge of the eye is more important than the strength, so if you do not enter the third level, it means that you and my Miss Zhang family have no fate, but to be the worship of my Star City, penmanship, stationery everything, how many people dream of the opportunity?"

"Huh. We are admiring Miss Zhang's family, a small offering, but not my intention, if there is fate in addition to the rules, but it is a little unfair. The little man sitting in the middle said angrily.

Zhang San already knew that there would be people with ill intentions, and said: "As a reward, anyone who worships my Zhang family will be given a holy ink treasure!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!