This painting is the first time in many years, Ji Feng once again experienced Han Xiangzi's painting, every stroke, every painting, there is an indomitable momentum, even if there is an abyss in front of it, the endless sea area, it is so straight to the past.

At this moment, it belongs to a world of painting idiots, a world that focuses on something and forgets about itself.

What's even more amazing is that the pen, instead of other paints, changes color with the heart of the person holding it.

Ji Feng looked at the smile on the face in front of him, and the friend who moved with his heart at this moment, he was full of pride, but more than that, he was relieved that such a close friend was discarded by himself, and he was happy to have the honor to find it back.

Han Xiangzi did not have the slightest rest until the next morning, in his opinion, painting is everything, and the so-called concept of time does not exist.

And Ji Feng also accompanied him from beginning to end, because every stroke of his sketches is full of an inexpressible beauty, which is extremely comfortable to see, only a real painting master can achieve this kind of unity between heaven and man, it is obvious that Han Xiangzi has unconsciously reached the extreme of painting.

After the last stroke was carefully drawn, the madness in Han Xiangzi's eyes gradually subsided, as if another spirit was possessed by him just now, holding a pen, looking at the golden figure nearly two meters high, Han Xiangzi nodded with satisfaction.

Ji Feng leaned over, looked at the different Hou Yi, raised his right hand unconsciously, stretched out his thumb, and gave a big thumbs up.

On the painting, it is the image of Hou Yi in the game, wearing a golden armor, looking so domineering and sharp, the divine bow behind him, there is a supreme momentum that shoots through the sky, and the appearance of his side face, pure, full of warlike eyes, looking into the distance, behind him, there are faintly visible dense forests and mountains......

He is the real god of war, nothing else, just this painting, the first impression it gives people, just looking at it like this, it makes people's blood boil, it feels like the blood in the whole body is burning, surging, wanting to follow in his footsteps, join him behind, follow him, obey him, stand side by side with him, and fight with him.

Han Xiangzi drew a god of war, drew an invisible war spirit, and the five-body body that Ji Feng completely admired was thrown to the ground, at this moment, the entire hall was quiet, and both of them looked at the staring figure with fascination.

"Can you not give this painting to you?" After the silence, Han Xiangzi suddenly spoke, startling Ji Feng, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, a touch of unnaturalness flashed on his face.

"Well, brother, don't be kidding."

Unexpectedly, Han Xiangzi took a step faster, directly pushed Ji Feng out, reached out to pick up the painting, and looked at it reluctantly.

"For some reason, it's probably the best painting I've ever painted, and maybe I'll never get to this point again in my life."

"Don't mind, brother, there are several heroes in the game, you can also draw it, the entire heavenly court, only Hou Yi can eat well and take business for me!" Ji Feng was a little anxious, for fear that this kid's brain was not normal, so he really didn't give it to him.

When Han Xiangzi heard this, his eyes lit up, yes, he can also draw other heroes, especially the legendary Monkey King, his achievements back then were really admirable.

Although he was his enemy, he relied on the power of his own demon king to hit the fifth heaven, a secret side hall of the Emperor of Heaven, and broke the terrible secret of the fairy Chang'e living in it.

Yes, I'm going to paint Sun Dasheng next, I can't stop here, I can't draw the Tao, but there is no end to it.

"Thanks, I'll frame you!" Han Xiangzi was sincerely grateful to Ji Feng for waking him up, and then walked back, the space squirmed, a hidden room quietly opened, and Han Xiangzi walked in with the painting.

Seeing this, Ji Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, but the accident just now still made his heart pound, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Neurotic!"

The framing was very fast, especially before Han Xiangzi framed it, on a whim, and wrote three extremely sharp 'battles' next to it! The word, even more shortness of breath, full of fighting spirit, is simply a stroke of genius, take the painting, hold it in your hand, Ji Feng can be regarded as a real relaxation.

Of course, it took a while to pull Han Xiangzi over, this kid's stubborn temperament is sick again, for the capricious him, Ji Feng is really afraid to understand.

"Remember, I'm going to charter the venue and reserve a spot for me when the time comes!"

Under Han Xiangzi's stubborn and reluctant gaze, under Ji Feng's constant nodding perfunctory, he hurriedly fled in embarrassment with the picture scroll, from yesterday to the present, it is simply too torturous.

"You remember it for me!"

Behind him, Han Xiangzi was still reminding, for fear that Ji Feng would forget, Ji Feng's hand on the boat with a big head trembled, and he hurriedly grasped the speed of rocking the boat, and looked down from above, there was a black shadow on the entire water surface, like an arrow off the string, opening the endless lotus leaves and disappearing into the clouds......

Back in the Wenqu Star Palace, Ji Feng first had a good rest, after all, with his current physical condition, he really couldn't stand it.

When I woke up, the whole person was refreshed, took out the painting, and admired it again and kept praising it, which is many times higher than those so-called spirit painters in the mortal world, the real so-called one heaven and one underground, not a grade.

Then, all that left was a nod of agreement, so he decided to go to Hou Yi, as long as he agreed to hang his portrait in front of his shop as the god of wealth, everything would be fine.

Of course, you can't hang his portrait in front of the door without asking for the consent of others, there is also a portrait right in the mortal world, and this is even more true in the fairy world, not to mention, he is such a celebrity, you say that in the game, if you are not called Hou Yi, how good it would be, hang it in front of the door, just say that it is similar, then it is more trouble-free.

After deciding, Ji Feng took the portrait and started the trip to Beitianmen to visit Hou Yi, the commander of the Divine Arrow Battalion.

The North Heavenly Gate is indeed in the north, where it relies on the endless wasteland, which is a wild place that even the immortals have not explored so far, just because of the geographical location, it is naturally turned into its own area by the immortal world, but if you let him go to his own area, it is estimated that ten immortals, nine will not be killed.

Because it is full of dangers, wild beasts, spatial rifts, swamps, and many undiscovered races and other unknown things, and it is found in every heavy sky, how big and how high it is, I don't know.

Of course, some of the close ones are detained by the immortals with great immortal power, and they are used as a testing ground alone, and the high-level desolate beasts inside are cleaned out regularly, leaving some low-level ones as a trial place for the students of the Immortal Spirit Academy, just like the immortal hunting ground near the North Heavenly Gate, which is such an existence.

The four heavenly gates are all facing different regions, such as the South Heavenly Gate, but they have not yet explored clearly, from which crack, which heavy heaven is constantly flowing from the weak water, I don't know where it comes from, I don't know where it is going.

When Ji Feng came to the North Heavenly Gate, looking at the constantly fluctuating space in front of him, faintly, and the supreme milky white Heavenly Gate, there was a trace of panic in his heart.

"Who's here?" In the next moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded!