"This is the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, boy, I didn't expect your cultivation these days to be really effective!"

In fact, Yang Qiao now, in the eyes of everyone, has no secrets at all, and there will be people who pay attention to what he does, but some can know what he does, such as painting.

And some of them don't know, for example, what medicine is made by Daoist Elder Qiuyu, in the eyes of outsiders, it is refining medicine, but they don't know that this medicine is not the medicine of the other medicine, and it is not the medicine of the healer they think.

This is a very large painting, more than ten meters long, more than three meters wide, it is said that there are only Qinling Mountains and Huashan Mountain, but, faintly, in it also shows the style of various places, if you look carefully in front of it, perhaps, a tree, a mountain peak, will be a place of scenery, and the window, is also Yang Qiao reasonable use of it, even, even the outside of the sky changes, have been used, is a simple ink five colors, can perfectly constitute a picture, or several sets of landscape pictures, cloudy, cloudy scenery, sunny day, There is a sunny landscape, all in all, this is what Yang Qiao thought for a while, if he was asked to paint such a picture again, he would not be able to draw it.

"Second brother, you have been here for a few days, and you have stopped for a few days, those ministers didn't dare to provoke that kid, but now there is a lot of anger outside, and they want to trouble that kid, and even want to destroy this painting."

The eldest grandson, who came to Li Er with some worry, said that she, in fact, was not willing to accept this picture, but this Li Er was actually addicted to it.

But Yang Qiao didn't know, but wandered around the Taoist temple, he was looking at people, looking at life, at this time, what he lacked was the portrayal of this pair of people.

"Boy, the old man can't spare you!"

A group of ministers came to the Taoist temple in a menacing manner.

"What's the matter, guys, I haven't done anything lately, what are you doing here, do you want to come to the monkhood, or what, or else, are you here to worship God, worship God, go inside?"

It's all some acquaintances in the front, behind, unfamiliar, Yang Qiao doesn't want to pay attention to them, but jokes with Cheng Fairy and others.

"Boy, don't giggle, what kind of magic did you cast on that painting, so that the saint has been obsessed with that painting for a few days, and even the daily pilgrimage meeting has been stopped."

Oh, no wonder these ministers came here in a rage, it turned out that they were here to find their own business.

"Indulge, immeasurable Dao Venerable, do you have no faith in yourselves, or do you have no faith in the Holy One, do you think that you are the kind of person who is obsessed with a painting?"

If you say this, if it is Li Longji in the future, he may be addicted, but if it is Li Er, he will not believe it if he kills Yang Qiao, even if Li Er is looking at that painting these days, it is estimated that he also has his thoughts.

"Haha, haha, good, a good picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, a good picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, hey, Guanyin, when did you come?"

Sure enough, Li Er seemed to have figured out something, and said, this painting was painted by Yang Qiao, but Yang Qiao painted it as he liked, let him say that there was any truth in it, he would definitely not be able to say it, but when Li Er watched it, it was different, otherwise, he would not have been addicted to it for three days at once.

"Second brother, you don't know, you've been here for three days, if it weren't for the food brought to you, and you still know how to eat, then the concubine might have asked Yuan and Li to come and have a look."

The eldest grandson looked at Li Er with some grievances and complained, at this time, she also understood, perhaps, Li Er thought of something, not the so-called addiction, but because of this painting, and thought of something, this thought, I thought about it for three days.

"Three days, it's been so long, come here, give an order, start today's court meeting!"

"Second brother, don't you wash up?"

"No, maybe, they're all in a hurry!"

Don't worry, at this time, they are arguing with Yang Qiao!

"There is a decree from the Holy Father, let the ministers go to the court meeting immediately!"

"You kid, wait for the old man first, let's go!"

Okay, before leaving, you have to intimidate Yang Qiao, but, Yang Qiao, you can intimidate.

Not to mention what Li Er's arrangement is, let's talk about Yang Qiao first, just this moment, let him be inspired again, and God can't stop this inspiration!

"Qingfeng Mingyue, take a good look at the Taoist temple, the master will go back first."

Life is full of variety, perhaps, there is a lack of the courtiers, and now, the anger of the courtiers just makes up for Yang Qiao's shortcomings.

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"Well, yes, yes, talker, look, now this painting can be handed over!"

Yang Qiao looked at this latest painting scroll, a little excited, this painting is not a five-color landscape painting, but the painting that has been painted before to complete the task, however, this painting, Yang Qiao has used several layers of painting methods, first of all, it is the ink landscape painting at the bottom, that is, the faintly seen painting of distant mountains and rivers, inside, there is a faint shadow of the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains that Yang Qiao has just painted, but it is a little different, and the second layer is colored, that is, the purple sea of flowers, however, at this time, the sea of flowers, It is also slightly different from the previous one, the purple flowers, there is also a difference in shades, and in the sea of flowers, there are a few curved paths, far away as if into the mountains, on the top of the flowers, there are bees and butterflies flying on it to collect honey, look carefully, it seems that the bees are flying, there are guide bees, are dancing the figure of eight, there are worker bees, are busy collecting and transporting honey, faintly, in the distant mountains, there seem to be their hives.

The third layer is the task horse map.

Lao Niang and others, has been out of the general's demeanor, but appeared in a new look, look carefully, like the future generations of strong women in general, confident, neat, elegant, is their latest image, and the horses sitting down, is also a kind of latest high-spirited momentum appeared, at this time, these horses are not running, but trotting, and the people on the horse, some are covering their mouths and laughing, some are talking to each other, some are carrying whips, gently whipping the horses.

Looking at those ladies again, they are more leisurely, some are wearing hats, some are not wearing, Yang Qiao did not paint sunglasses and masks, this, it feels a little discordant with this painting, they are all smiling sweetly, as if they are looking at flowers, and they seem to be talking, naturally, their daughter-in-law is indispensable.

Looking at their mounts again, some of them were looking down and nibbling on the flowers next to them, and there was a horse, and even, chewing something, and a purple flower in their mouths was mischievously.

Naturally, the little sister is also indispensable above, she is still riding on the horse like a monkey, and her sitting on the horse, as if dominating the world, is looking at the other horses, the daughter, is still on the shoulder of the little sister, as if giggling, but she is wearing a purple wreath on her head and even holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

The little sister is pulling the bow, as if she is aiming at a prey in the distance, faintly, in the flowers in the distance, there is something running, making the flowers behind her shake a little.

"Okay, the local strength, the level of the painter, and the local strength, have surpassed the painter, the overall strength, the level of the painting master, the completion of the task, the hell level of difficulty."

"This, even if the task is completed, it is also, if I am asked to draw again, perhaps, each individual component can be painted even better than now, but the overall layout, and even the artistic conception, are definitely not as good as now."

Yang Qiao knows how precious this so-called inspiration is, since he learned to paint, until now, he has only painted three paintings that he is very satisfied with, one is the first one he painted with his eyes closed, one is the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains on the wall inside the road, and the other one is the one in front of him.

Yes, this picture, the faint landscape picture, may be able to reach the level of a painter, but this beauty may be the lowest level, but this beauty is the best artistic conception, why, because, it almost includes his dearest women, that smile is deeply imprinted in his mind, but, it seems, something strange happened, what happened to those three women, it seems, not inferior to his own family, Yang Qiao was a little scared, these three, when, It's even in my own mind!