Chapter Seventy-Five: A Hand

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, but he still decided to tell the truth to Nianci.

On the one hand, because of Zhang Hao's character, he is not a person who likes to tell lies to be false and wronged, on the other hand, this painting can indeed only be regarded as ordinary in his eyes, and there is no need for him to deliberately pretend to agree with the views of the year.

"It's really just a mediocre painting. There is still a long way to go from the gods!"

"Oh?" Nian Ci sneered, "Forgive the old man for his clumsiness, the old man has never seen any masterpieces in his life, I wonder if Zhang Hao, can you let the old man open his eyes?"

Nian Ci said this sentence, obviously with a mocking tone, which means that he has lived for so many years, and this is the best painting he has seen.

And how many years did Zhang Hao live, and how many paintings could he see?

Zhang Hao naturally understood the meaning of the year, but he didn't get angry at all, after entering Tai'a Feng for so long, Zhang Hao already knew the character of this old man very well.

"I don't have a painting that can compare to this one right now. ”

When Zhang Hao said this, the wind on Nian's face became even stronger.

"I don't know when and where you saw it, the old man wants to see it too......

Zhang Hao smiled faintly and shook his head slightly.

Nian Ci waved his arm and sneered: "It is inevitable that young people will be arrogant, but if they are too arrogant, it will not be good!"

Zhang Hao's expression still changed slightly, with a faint smile, and said: "Although I can't tell you where you can see a masterpiece that is better than this painting, I can show you a painting." ”

"Draw it for me?"

Nian Ci looked stunned, then sneered a few times, and waved his arm and said: "Very good, in that case, you go to the study with me, I want to see what kind of masterpiece you can draw." ”

"Now?" Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows, he didn't believe that Nian Zi came to him to appreciate and paint, "The peak master won't come to me for this matter!"

"I'll talk about that later, but I'll see what kind of painting you can make!"

"Okay then......" Zhang Hao had to smile helplessly and followed Nian Ci to the study.

In the study room of the year, there are paintings and calligraphy, but most of them are landscape paintings.

This is in line with the character of this old man, and generally people who like landscape painting have a more or less upright personality.

"You can start now!" Nian Ji snorted coldly.

Zhang Hao stood in front of the painting table, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all ready.

With his eyes slightly closed, a picture began to emerge in Zhang Hao's mind.

This picture is not somewhere else, but the five peaks of the inner mountain of the Imperial Sword Sect.

The mountain peaks are towering, the white clouds are steaming, the cranes are dancing, and the flying streams are rapid.

Sketching a prototype in his heart, Zhang Hao took a deep breath and began to simulate the charm of the five peaks in his mind.

When Shen Yun was first formed, Zhang Hao began to write.

"Puff ......"

As Zhang Hao's first stroke fell, the piece of paper suddenly trembled slightly, as if there was some kind of subtle induction.

Nian, who had a mockery on his face on the side, suddenly changed his complexion slightly, and he already felt something unusual, because he had been painting for so many years, and he had never seen the drawing paper automatically without wind.

He hadn't even heard of it.

Zhang Hao's first stroke fell, and he quickly immersed himself in this state.

In an instant, the scenery around Zhang Hao had completely changed.

He is no longer standing in the study, but between heaven and earth, melting into the five peaks.

The edges and contours of the five peaks were quickly outlined under Zhang Hao's swift ink brush.

Before it is fully formed, there is a natural smell coming to the face.

At this point, the last traces of contempt and anger were swept away, and he stared at the unfinished painting, replaced by a kind of ecstasy.

He was sure that once Zhang Hao's painting was completed, it would definitely surpass the painting he had admired in the main hall before.

Nian Ci couldn't help but look at Zhang Hao again, and he found that he really couldn't see this young man more and more.

Not only has he created miracles again and again, his cultivation and strength have progressed so rapidly, but his attainments in painting are also so amazing.

If there was still a trace of arrogance in front of Zhang Hao in the previous years, then now he has been completely impressed by Zhang Hao.

After half a cup of tea, Zhang Hao drew the last strokes on the drawing paper.

Suddenly, the entire piece of paper released a golden light.

It lasted for dozens of seconds before the golden light gradually faded.

And that painting has been fully formed.

It was a freshly drawn painting, but there was no trace of freshness in the ink on it.

"This ......"

Nian took a few steps closer and stared at the painting scroll that Zhang Hao had completed.

In an instant, he was intoxicated by the artistic conception of the painting.

He had the feeling that he was not looking at a painting, but as if he was walking into it.

This mountain, this water......

There is also a spiritual mist that fills the body, and a waterfall that sounds in the ears.

None of this is like something on paper, but like nature coming to life.

After a long time, Nian Ci slowly sighed and woke up from the delicate state just now.

"God's work...... Sure enough, it's a ...... made by God."

Nian Ci nodded slowly, and he suddenly had a feeling that the paintings he had admired for so many years were all rubbish and became unsightly, and the painting painted by Zhang Hao in front of him could really move him.

"Its ...... Actually, this can't be considered a real masterpiece!"

Zhang Hao said on the side.

"What?" Nian looked at Zhang Hao again, but at this time, he no longer had the slightest doubt about Zhang Hao's words, "This is not a masterpiece?

There is even a trace of madness in the bottom of the heart, if this kind of masterpiece cannot be regarded as a masterpiece, then what is the god work in Zhang Hao's mouth?

Nian Ci can't wait to see the kind of masterpiece that Zhang Hao said.

Even he has an impulse, if he can see the real masterpiece, I am afraid that there will be no regrets even if he dies.

"A true work of God...... I can't do it yet, because my cultivation is still too low. And if you don't reach the realm of immortals, even if you draw a masterpiece, it will definitely not be able to carry it on ordinary drawing paper!" Zhang Hao shook his head and said.

Nian Ci didn't know how Zhang Hao could have such a deep understanding of painting, but he was already convinced of Zhang Hao's words.

"By the way, Peak Master, I don't know why you came to me this time. Zhang Hao didn't want to talk more about painting, so he got back to business.

"Oh. I almost forgot. It was the sect master who had returned to the Imperial Sword Sect, and he was very sad to learn that so many disciples had fallen from the ancient ruins. In addition, the three people who are anxious about your survival will go to Tiandu Peak today and give the sect a reward. "Year of the road.

"Finally back?" Zhang Hao's expression moved, at that time, in the ancient ruins, the sect master left halfway, and he didn't know what was urgent.

But it's certainly not a common thing.

After thinking about it, Zhang Hao decided to ask: "I don't know what happened to the sect master, he left in a hurry in the Eryuan Mountain Range at that time?"

"It's said to be because of the Nanfeng Prefecture Refining Competition. The Nanfeng Prefecture Refining Contest is only held once a year, and if you can get a ranking in the Refining Competition, you will get a chance to enter the Star Sinking Valley. This is an opportunity not to be missed for the Imperial Sword Sect. "Year of the road.

"Nanfeng Prefecture Refining Competition?" Zhang Hao frowned slightly, "The Imperial Sword Sect is a three-star sect in Nanfeng Prefecture, in addition to the Imperial Sword Sect, there are also three three-star sects of the Great Yuan Sect, the Qingying Palace and the Ice and Snow Sect, is there any other strength that can be compared with the Imperial Sword Sect?"

Nian Ci shook his head and said: "Although there are only four three-star sects, there are some other forces that are not under the Imperial Sword Sect, and they are not known for their sect form, such as the Luo Xiang Chamber of Commerce, the Fang family of Mohe City, and some Xiuzhen families that have been inherited for a long time, and their strength is very good.

Moreover, although the Imperial Sword Sect is a three-star sect, its refining level is much behind compared to several other three-star sects.

This time, the sect master left in a hurry, and it was said that a former refining elder of the Imperial Sword Sect appeared, and when the sect master learned the news, he took the apprentice of the refining elder, Fairy Bihe, to look for it.

If you can ask that elder to help you participate in this Nanfeng Prefecture Refining Competition. It's not too difficult to get a term. ”

"I see. In this way, that Bihe Fairy is also back......" Zhang Hao muttered to himself, and then asked, "I don't know what level of refiner that refining elder is." ”

"It should already be a third-grade refiner, and it is a top-level third-grade refiner, and it can even refine a semi-spiritual weapon!"

Zhang Hao nodded, if it was really as Nian Ci said, the level of that refining elder would be at most comparable to him, and even Zhang Hao would surpass the other party a little with the help of some special techniques.

"Zhang Hao, this painting ......" Nian Ci looked at the landscape painting drawn by Zhang Hao on the table again, and his eyes flashed with self-evident light.

"Huh...... It's going to be given to the peak master!" Zhang Hao said with a smile.

"Very good, very good. Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Nian Ci couldn't help but smile on his face, and said, "Then you will go to Tiandu Peak with me now, presumably the sect master has been waiting for a long time!"

Subsequently, Zhang Hao went to Tiandu Peak with Nianci.

Sure enough, when Zhang Hao stepped into the main hall of the sect, he saw that Lan Man and Kunya were already in the hall.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing Zhang Hao, Lan Man showed a comfortable smile on his face.

"Senior Sister Man. Zhang Hao responded with a smile.

Kunya, who was on the side, saw Zhang Hao coming over, and hurriedly said hello with a smile.

After Zhang Hao nodded slightly in response, he bowed to Zhang Ming.

"Okay, Zhang Hao...... You're here too!" Zhang Ming nodded and motioned for Zhang Hao to stand aside.

But just as his gaze swept over Zhang Hao, his complexion suddenly changed, and a murderous intent poured out.