Soon after, a picture of the Beastmaster in the mountains was revealed.

When the work is finished, it is as if a tiger's roar comes from the drawing paper.

Everyone around seemed to be able to feel the aura of a beastmaster, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

"Awesome!"

"It's worthy of Senior Brother Hua, who actually painted a tiger alive!"

"Is this the realm of painting?" asked a young man who was just learning how to paint.

"Yes, it's the picture that reveals. "Flowers have a way.

The so-called revealing of the meaning of painting is just a name for the realm of the work among the monks of painting.

It means that the artistic conception in the painting can be broken out of the painting paper and exposed.

For example, Hua Youwei's picture of the beast king in the mountain, when the work is completed, everyone hears a tiger roar, which is a kind of painting.

If you are painting flowers and trees, you will be able to smell the fragrance of flowers and plants after the painting is revealed.

Hua Youwei seems to be very satisfied with his work, and feels that he has played at an extraordinary level.

"The revealing of the painting is actually nothing, but it uses some small tricks, which is not enough to worry about. ”

Facing the admiration and admiration of the younger brothers and sisters around, Hua Youwei waved his hand.

Usually in front of the younger brothers and sisters, I am tired of pretending to be forced, but today there is Chu Chanyue, the fifth princess, and this kind of coercion is not a chance to pretend every day.

"Senior Brother Hua is too modest, the little tricks you said are not enough to worry about in your opinion, but in our opinion, they are amazing!"

Hua Youwei is the chief disciple of the Outer Pavilion, and now he has the final say in many things in the Mozhu Pavilion.

The painting is more like a hermit and rarely appears.

Especially after Liu Chuqing left the Eastern Xuanguo, some disciples couldn't even see the face of the painting zun, and they couldn't help but wonder if the painting zun had left the Mozhu Pavilion.

"I'm done, now it's your turn. ”

Hua Youwei looked at Ye Yutian with contempt: "Of course, if you feel embarrassed to be ugly, you won't send it when you go out." ”

Look at him like this, as if he has already won.

"Hey, Yang Dingtian, can you do it?" said Chu Chanyue on the side.

Looking at Hua Youwei's stunned appearance, she couldn't help but be angry.

Isn't it just that you can draw, what's the big deal?

"No, I can't. Ye Yutian shook his head.

"Huh?" Chu Chanyue couldn't help but be disappointed when she heard this.

Sure enough, he was not Ye Yutian.

Because Ye Yutian is a painting monk, it is absolutely impossible for him to be able to overcome even Hua Youwei.

"I mean, I can't draw as ugly as he is. ”

"Hahaha! If you can't do it, let's go, don't be embarrassed here...... What? You say I'm ugly?"

Hearing Ye Yutian say no, Hua Youwei immediately laughed, but when he heard the words behind, his face suddenly changed.

"Isn't it? The tiger feels like a sick cat, and it doesn't make sense of any kind of painting. Ye Yutian said mercilessly.

"You ......"

"Why?, don't admit it?" Ye Yutian said with a smile.

"Cut! Admit what? Do you know how to draw? If you don't understand, don't be self-righteous here. Hua Youwei snorted coldly.

No one has ever dared to say that his paintings are bullshit, not even the paintings have said anything about him.

"It's okay if you don't admit it, but I'll tell you, as far as you are a beastmaster, I only need to add a few strokes to your painting, and you can make your tiger show its original form and become a sick cat. Do you want to try it?" Ye Yu Tiandao.

"Try it, try it, I don't believe it yet, how can you turn a tiger into a sick cat. Hua Youwei was not convinced.

He has practiced painting since he was a child, and he is also very passionate about painting.

Now that he has been so humiliated, he can't bear this breath.

"Alright, I'm going to do it. Ye Yutian picked up the paintbrush.

"Wait a minute. Hua Youwei suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid that you will defile my painting with a few strokes, who knows what you have in mind?"

"Don't worry, I'll only draw a small bug in the corner of your drawing paper, and you can cut it off later. "Ye Yu Heavenly Dao.

Hua Youwei frowned.

Draw a little bug?

The people around were also confused.

Then, Ye Yutian really drew a small insect in the upper left corner of the drawing paper.

The insect looked almost half the length of a little finger, and its body writhed, as small as a caterpillar.

"It's done. ”

Ye Yutian put the pen down, and there was only four or five breaths before and after.

Hua Youwei looked at the caterpillar-like thing and couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"What does that mean?"

"That's right, a little worm, and it's so blurry. ”

"Just two random strokes can make a picture of the beastmaster with a revealing picture change from the beastmaster to a sick cat?"

"I think this guy is here on purpose. ”

"That's right, deliberately destroying Senior Brother Hua's work is shameless. ”

Everyone, you say a word to me.

"Don't worry, just take a closer look. Ye Yutian pretended to be mysterious and said.

However, at this moment, Chu Chanyue, who was standing beside Ye Yutian, suddenly shouted: "This little insect is moving. ”

"What?"

Hearing this, everyone poked their heads out and their eyes fell on the quality of the picture.

If you look closely, the little bug is really moving.

Originally, it was just a dark gray black line, just like a caterpillar.

Of course, as the body of the little insect continued to writhe, everyone was shocked to find that the caterpillar's body had become larger.

"Damn, it's not a bug, it's ...... It's a dragon. Someone exclaimed.

In the drawing paper, the body of the black line goes from far to near.

It seems to soar from the distant horizon in the painting, gradually approaching the tiger in the mountains.

"Aang!!"

When the black dragon approached and soared above the mountain forest, a dragon roar suddenly sounded.

Interestingly, the tiger in the mountain suddenly shrank in fright and trembled.

Actually......

Between his legs, a cloud of gray ink flowed.

Then...... Scared to pee?

The black dragon didn't pay attention to the tiger in the mountains and forests at all, it seemed that in its eyes, this tiger was like an ant, and it was not even qualified to be looked at by it.

The black dragon soared past and disappeared into the painting, as if it had never been seen.

In fact, the content of the painting has not changed.

It's just that behind the tiger's buttocks, there is an extra cloud of gray ink.

In the blink of an eye, the scared beast king is like a sick cat, where is there still a little bit of tiger power just now?

"Poof!"

At this time, Chu Chanyue was the first to burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! It's a sick cat, it's so funny. ”

What painting is revealed, it has long been gone.

At this moment, Hua Youwei's face was hard to see.

A painting that I was proud of seemed to have become a laughing stock for everyone, and I couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into.

"I don't think I need to make another painting, do I?"

A simple little trick turned the promising beast king into a sick cat, and this painting Dao cultivation was obviously far above him.

(End of chapter)