In the Qingjiang Art Museum, many painting masters of the art gallery gathered together to paint together, which was rare in Mobei City, and the onlookers were holding their breath, anxiously and patiently waiting.

Mu Liansheng and others are concentrated, but people as hateful as Zhang Xuanhe are also serious when they paint, and they have the demeanor of everyone.

Lin Tianyang dragged his leisurely steps back and forth between this group of painters, and from time to time launched a few exclamations, which caused Mu Liansheng and others to be dissatisfied for a while.

"Hmph, this kid actually wants to use a distraction method to influence our painting, it's so naïve!"

"If we are a master of painting, how can we be distracted by this kind of child's trick!"

"This kid knows that he has no chance of winning to make such a trick, so I just don't need to pay attention to him!"

The painters exchanged a few words, and looked at Lin Tianyang with undisguised disdain in their eyes, very disdainful.

They thought that Lin Tianyang was trying to disturb their minds and affect their level performance, but they didn't know that Lin Tianyang was just bored......

It takes time for Mu Liansheng and others to paint, but Lin Tianyang doesn't need it, he just needs to wait for Mu Liansheng and others to finish the painting, and he can copy it after a few glances, before that, he really doesn't know what to find to do.

Lin Tianyang didn't know that he had been deeply despised, and after a general look, he was very impressed by the painting skills of this group of people: "This group of people is worthy of being the top painting masters in Mobei City, and their Danqing kung fu is really amazing, even compared with the Chinese painting masters in the previous life, they are all superior!"

Thinking that he was just a beginner in his real painting skills, Lin Tianyang wiped the cold sweat on his head very ashamedly: "Using the Tiansheng Illustrated Book to win always feels like opening a plug-in, but fortunately, no one can report me......"

The onlookers couldn't help frowning when they saw him wandering around, and their faces were relaxed: Is this kid a little lacking in heart?

Mu Liansheng and others are worthy of being masters of painting, with profound skills and extremely fast brushwork, but it took about half an hour for all the masters of painting to complete their masterpieces one after another.

Everyone was very proud of their paintings, and after completing them, they used their mental power to hold their paintings up in the air, almost showing off to the onlookers.

Ten paintings are arranged in a line in the air, at a glance, only to see the mountains and rivers and strange stones, birds, beasts, flowers and insects jumping on the paper, lifelike, divine weapons, the sea of clouds and sunrise to break the paper, the momentum is magnificent, and it immediately caused a burst of exclamations around them, but Lu Huanyu and others frowned worriedly.

Lu Huanyu has the best eyesight, and he can see at a glance that these ten painters have taken out what they have learned all their lives, and the paintings they have made have reached their highest level, and even two or three paintings are close to the threshold of Zhenguo, which can be called the pinnacle of masters.

Although these ten painters only belong to the three major schools of painting, such as heaven, spirit, and instrument, all of them are masterpieces.

"Senior Bai, your picture of mountains and rivers is really far-reaching, and the pen power is amazing, and it is worthy of being a model for us to learn!"

"Mr. Mu, your cold knife breaking the sky is not far behind, the gesture is sharp, and the staggered shades show the breath of killing, amazing!"

"Master Liu......"

Many artists looked at their paintings, praising each other politely, talking and laughing, as if they had completely forgotten what was going on.

Forgetting represents contempt, and contempt represents faith.

After reading the ten paintings, Mu Liansheng and the others' already high confidence was even stronger, spanning the three major painting schools and ten masterpieces, even the three elders of Meiyuan did not dare to say that they could defeat ten, not to mention just one Lin Tianyang!

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Tianyang.

Lin Tianyang, who originally had a relaxed face, looked solemn at this time, and he didn't know what he was muttering in his mouth.

The onlookers saw the expression on his face clearly, and suddenly let out a sigh: This kid looks like he has been scared stupid!

"Lin Tianyang, our painting has been completed, if you are still a little ashamed, surrender and admit defeat as soon as possible, we are not unreasonable people. ”

Mu Liansheng saw that he didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't make any movements, thinking that he had finally seen the strength of his people, and he had nothing to do to make him look so flustered, and his face was arrogant.

The other painters also sneered, as if they had won the competition, and waited with disdain to see the panicked Lin Tianyang make a fool.

Everyone was not mistaken, Lin Tianyang was indeed panicked at the moment, but it was not because of the pressure of these ten master paintings, but because of the prompt sound of the Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book.

"A master-level painting has been detected, and it costs 37 telekinesis points to copy it......"

"A master-level painting has been detected, and it costs 72 telekinesis to copy it......"

"Masterpiece Paintings Detected, Copying Requires Fifty-One Telekinesis ......"

"Masterpiece painting detected, copying requires 33 telekinesis ......"

His gaze swept over the ten master paintings in the void one by one, and ten consecutive prompts appeared on the panel of the Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book, Lin Tianyang looked at those numbers, and suddenly fell into a difficult situation.

"Nima, they are all master-level paintings, can't the mental power consumed be unified?

Lin Tianyang wanted to cry without tears, and tried with difficulty to add up the mental power required for each painting, but ...... It's so hard!

In his previous life, all the calculations were done by the computer, and Lin Tianyang was just an advertising designer, so he only needed to count the wages he had received, and his experience in calculation was almost zero, and the Tiansheng Illustrated Book was only retouching software, and it didn't come with a calculator at all......

The addition of ten consecutive two-digit numbers with different values completely exposed the attributes of his scumbag, but it is not counted, and it is not good, these ten paintings are added up, Lin Tianyang feels that it has exceeded the scope of the existing mental power value, if he can't copy them all in one go, the effect of pretending to be forced will be greatly reduced......

"If you want to pretend to be forced, you must pretend to be the biggest force!"

For the shocking effect of the imagination in his heart, Lin Tianyang calculated in front of hundreds of people with a painful face......

Time passed bit by bit, Mu Liansheng and the others didn't know why, and the expressions on their faces became more and more proud.

The hearts of the onlookers and the people in the Qingjiang Art Gallery gradually sank with the passage of time, and their confidence in Lin Tianyang was gradually eroded.

"Forget it!"

In the midst of the decline, Lin Tianyang finally completed the calculation by secretly counting his fingers, and ten master paintings would consume a total of four hundred and thirty-seven mental power values to reproduce them all.

His current telekinesis is four hundred and fifty-two points, which is completely sufficient!

"Lin Tianyang, what are you waiting for?" Zhang Xuanhe was the first to lose patience, and said with disdain: "I was so angry before, but now I pretend to be stupid after seeing the strength of your masters?"

"Shame?" Lin Tianyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him sympathetically: "Then let's see who is ashamed!"

Zhang Xuanhe was disgusted by his loving eyes, and said in disgust: "I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying, okay, I'll see what means you have!"

"Okay!" Lin Tianyang shouted, his eyes slyly looking at the many painters full of ridicule: "You all open your eyes wide to show me!"

Mu Liansheng and the others snorted coldly with disdain, thinking that he was pretending.

The onlookers couldn't help but lift their spirits, Lin Tianyang changed his previous nervous appearance, his demeanor was calm, and he seemed to be full of confidence, which was very exciting.

Lu Huanyu and others were also looking forward to it, waiting for a miracle to happen.

"Here comes the paper!"

Lin Tianyang raised his hand and drank lightly, and the ten snow-white painting papers immediately flew like snowflakes, flying into the void one after another, floating on top of the ten master paintings and spreading out in the wind.

"Bastard, deliberately lining up the paper on top of our paintings, is that what it means to step on our heads!"

An old painter was so angry that his beard was trembling, and he could see through Lin Tianyang's careful thoughts at a glance.

"Senior Bai doesn't need to be angry, this kid only cares about pretending, but he forgets that how can he paint when the paper is floating in the air?"

Zhang Xuanhe was self-righteous and proudly depicted the next picture: "When he picks up the brush, he will find that he has no way to put the pen down, so he will naturally obediently put the paper down, and when the time comes, it will not be him who will lose face?"

All the painters were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

wants to be in the limelight but wants to make a mess, Lin Tianyang is completely lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot!

The onlookers didn't expect this, they only felt that Lin Tianyang's kung fu was very beautiful, and they applauded in unison: "Good!"

"Dear fathers and fellow villagers, dear students and teachers, and dear ...... of other art galleries Fellow believers, the next step is to witness the moment of miracle!"

Lin Tianyang took a Yuan Ling Pill in his mouth just in case, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he looked directly at Zhang Xuanhe: "You keep my eyes open for me, my Qingjiang Art Gallery should not be worthy of the reputation of the First Art Gallery!"

"Copy!"

There was a long-lost sense of emptiness in the sea of knowledge, and Lin Tianyang only felt that his head was shaking, and he immediately swallowed the Yunling Pill in his mouth.

His telekinesis vanished out of thin air, but ink suddenly appeared on the ten pieces of paper that were floating.

"Look! What's that?"

Mu Liansheng had been paying attention to the movements in the field, and suddenly saw ink on ten pieces of drawing paper at the same time, and his eyes almost fell to the ground!

The other painters looked in the direction of his finger, and everyone's faces turned white in an instant.

On the ten snow-white drawing papers, the ink is like a spiritual wit, or slow or slow, thick or light, thick and bold, swaying like gold and stone, light ink bridge flowing water, silently spreading, light and eternal, there seems to be infinite magic between the shades and shades, so that everyone loses their minds.

It seemed to be only an instant, it seemed like an eternity, and ten new paintings appeared in the air.

Mountains and flowing water, strange rocks, insects and birds chirp together, flowers and beasts reflect each other, and cold knives break through the air...... On the heads of the original ten masterpieces floated a brand new copy of the painting, and no one could see the slightest difference.

All the painters seemed to have been drained of their souls, and their empty eyes looked at Lin Tianyang's ten paintings in a daze, stunned.

"God-given painting skills...... Is it a painting?"

Mu Lian's face was like life and death, and he was obsessed, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "No! This is the supreme supernatural power of the painter of the Creation Realm, and one thought becomes a painting!"