Listening to Zhong Lihai's words, everyone in the royal family lowered their heads and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Zhong Lijin is obviously too much of a sycophant, and the emperor can see it.

Zhongli Jin closed his mouth in amazement and stopped talking.

Lin Lanting next to him hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically, but he was also curious, what kind of shocking painting did this national teacher want to make?

His gaze fell on the woman on the other side of the screen, looking down and painting. Because the painting was erected and unfolded, it was standing on the left and right by Qian Duoduo and Cai Duoduo. So covering the body of the left hill key, I can't see too much clearly.

But even so, in terms of body shape. Last night, he didn't have the slightest impression that he had slept with such a woman.

Where did his memories go?

The smell of the dormitory before he fell unconscious was obviously medicine.

So, was he unconscious after that?

However, his heart was beating like a drum at that time, and it stands to reason that it should be a precursor to a personality mutation.

But it was still him who woke up, which means that this did not happen.

After all, every time there is a personality mutation, it will last for several days.

It seems that the soul grass still has a certain effect.

However, the events of last night are still a lifelong shame for him, and he never wants to think about it.

The ink is sprinkled on the white paper, dotted with stars, as if sesame seeds and black beans are distributed in a colorful manner, and there is no beauty.

is a little aesthetic, and at this time, he can't look directly at the white paper in front of Zuoqiu Key.

Qian Duoduo and Cai Duoduo, who were holding paper on both sides, also didn't dare to speak, staring at their master's confident face and continuing to splash ink, sighing helplessly.

I don't know how the master will round the field later?

But only the people below are talking:

"Do you understand this painting?"

"How can the paintings of the National Teacher be understood by us mortals? There's definitely a lot of mystery here. ”

"That is, how can you make a painting in front of the emperor and many powerful people without a little knowledge?"

"The National Teacher is really amazing!"

And the many magnates above the painting boat: "......"

"What is this drawing?"

"Don't say it, just get used to it, where is the real article of the National Teacher?"

"That is, when the time comes, see how she ends? What kind of star chart is this, my five-year-old nephew does it better than her. ”

Meng Chaoci also looked at Puyang Xiao next to him and said with a smile: "I don't know what the old prime minister think of this painting?" ”

"How can the paintings of the National Teacher be evaluated by ordinary people like us?"

Meng Dynasty words: "......"

Old fox, you just pretend you don't understand!

But who in this room doesn't have the sight to see?

As long as this national teacher loses face, then Puyang filial piety is embarrassed, so Meng Chaoci's mood is still very good.

No matter what the fools down there think? But Zuoqiu's reputation in the Beijing circle has long been stinky, and it can't be stinky anymore.

Zuoqiu looked at the black mottled marks and smiled with satisfaction. After putting down the ink tray in her hand, she directly picked up the pen in her hand and drew the connecting lines directly on the ink dots.

The Huangling Continent is a martial arts interface.

Women can also practice martial arts.

Moreover, the practice of martial arts is not only the division of internal forces, but also the strict rank of the samurai rank.

This is the most demanding thing in the Holy Martial Hall.

Everyone was proud to be able to enter the Holy Martial Hall, because it represented the recognition of their strength value.

And not everyone can practice martial arts, and they can still achieve the high required force value. Many people's talents can only reach the beginning.

"The celestial and star charts, its existence does not represent the surface. What it flatters, I believe can only be seen by the truly profound. "Every star that the brush of the left hill key wanders, and the final connection point is covered with the entire white paper.

Zuoqiu's words, everyone did not agree.

No matter how inscrutable it is, it doesn't prove that this is a painting without a level.

However, Lin Lanting's narrow gaze fell on the paintings outside the hazy screen at this time, those stars were indeed not beautiful, but under the wandering nibs and lines, he saw other things that made his heart flutter.

Just, is it possible?

Is it just a coincidence?

However, in the eyes of most of the magnates at the scene, this is a messy and deceitful painting.

It's just disorganized and unsightly.

Even the people in the other painting boats were chatting, and they didn't pay much attention to what Zuoqiu Key was talking about?

For example, in Zuoqiu's painting boat, everyone has already eaten pastries and afternoon tea.

The ladies began to complain about the heat: "I don't know when this sacrificial ceremony will end?" ”

Zuo Qiushan swept her eyes over the so-called national teacher on the high platform, and saw that the "paintings" in her hands were not as good as the straw paper she usually practiced by herself. There was a little contempt in his eyes, and then he comforted his sisters and said, "Just wait for the national teacher to finish painting." ”

"Cut, where is this painting? I've got better than this! Zuo Qiulan couldn't help but mutter.

Although Zuo Qiu Yu also knew what virtues he had when he was a national teacher, he immediately stopped his daughter on this occasion: "Don't you know what place this is?" If the wall has ears, our entire Zuoqiu family will be defeated in your mouth. ”

Zuo Qiulan was so frightened that he didn't dare to continue.

Compared to the mentality of the crowd.

At this time, only an old man who had been sitting quietly on the bench suddenly widened his eyes in shock.

He is the president of the Holy Martial Hall: Yun Xi.

He was staring at the wandering hand painted by Zuoqiu Key in a daze, and he was accustomed to the restrained force of the seat, but he wanted to follow the star map of Zuoqiu Key on a whim.

Caves, leylines, and restless......

Suddenly, his dantian seemed to be opened on demand, and the bottleneck that had been stationed had been stopped like a direct conflict level.

The warrior level suddenly reached the Martial Saint, making all the surrounding Lei Xiao and the others look back in shock by the surging airflow.

"Yes...... President? You...... You just ...... Breakthrough? ”

Yun Xi was also excited, "I know, I know." ”

His old countenance was as excited as a child's, as if he had obtained a treasure.

It was the first time that this powerful elder who was respected by the entire Holy Martial Hall was so excited, and the martial artists of the entire painting boat all looked at each other in surprise, not knowing what was going on?

It's just that knowing that their elder has broken through at this time is a big thing that the entire Holy Martial Sect is extremely happy about.

The Holy Martial Hall is more powerful than the four countries, and the strong are like clouds.

Lei Xiao also looked at Yun Xi with cautious eyes and said respectfully: "Elder, you ...... But what did you realize? ”

"You can say that!" Yun Xi's eyes looked at the white figure of a woman on the royal painting boat not far away, his eyes flickering and bright.