Song Xiaofeng and the others were already stunned.

A painting can be painted to glow, are you sure you're not kidding?

Even well-informed people like Lu Daoyuan and Mr. Junhui were dumbfounded, this is so unscientific, is there any other way in this, otherwise no matter how strong your artistic conception is, it is impossible to paint and shine...... That's a bit of an exaggeration.

Bai Xiaochuan picked up the drawing paper that had been drawn, shook it gently, and the tip of everyone's noses couldn't help but smell an elegant fragrance.

This fragrance did not come from the pond, but it really wrapped around the noses of everyone.

Mu Zishan was the first to ask questions, and he sneered: "It's just adding spices to the ink, what's so strange......

When he said this, everyone suddenly realized that this should be the case.

Otherwise, the painting can still come out of the fragrance, which is not a miracle.

The glimmer that emanated from the picture just now was probably mixed with something in the ink to have that effect, or it was done on the paper.

Song Xiaofeng's face was ugly, "Is it interesting for you to do this?" Do it yourself, even if you win? ”

Bai Xiaochuan sighed, walked up to him, pulled him away and said, "Do you know that you have to lose with grace when you lose?" ”

As he spoke, he swept all the things on Song Xiaofeng's table to the ground.

He picked up his pen and drew on the table.

Didn't you say we did it? Now the brushes are only used by Song Xiaofeng, the paper is swept on the floor, and the ink is also ground by Song Xiaofeng himself.

You can't say I'm doing anything right now.

With a few strokes, the light on the table bloomed, and another faint fragrance came.

Then everyone saw a pink delicate bud coming out of the table, as if it was weak and still trembling slightly.

"Look!"

"Divine skill, divine skill......" Old man Lu was already in tears when he saw this, he didn't expect that he would have such an honor in his life, and he would be willing to die immediately when he saw such a divine skill.

"It's amazing, the old man is eye-opening......"

Mr. Junhui was rubbing his eyes, and another bud came out of his side, with a slight dew on it, which corresponded to the bud on the table next to him.

Then the two buds began to stretch together, and the petals of the lotus flower unfolded, and in a moment they had already changed from buds to a blooming lotus.

Mu Zishan was already dumbfounded.

What kind of thing is there in the world......

Someone suddenly shouted, "Look at the ...... in the pool."

Everyone couldn't help but look into the pool, only to see the lotus flowers in the pond trembling slightly, echoing with these two flowers in the distance.

Moreover, the lotus flowers in the pond that are not in full bloom are all dilated petals, showing a state of full bloom......

Everyone was dumbfounded, this ...... Whoever wants to say that it is false, we will not believe it.

But these two paintings are too exaggerated......

At this moment, Mu Zishan and the others walked up, stretched out their fingers, and gently touched the flower on the table.

The petals trembled, suddenly made a "bang", and disappeared.

Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this ...... Why did it disappear?

Mu Zishan was puzzled: "What's the matter? ”

Mr. Junhui said on the side: "Painting the soul, this is definitely the soul of painting, I have seen it in an ancient book, after the famous painter is able to paint, the wonderful brush gives birth to lotus, the painting is like a living thing, as if you have seen it yourself, you can appeal to the meaning of the painting to the sense of sight and smell, etc...... In the past, I didn't believe it, but today I saw Brother Wei's methods, and I believe that there are really people who paint paintings with vitality......"

"Painting the Soul ......"

Mu Zishan muttered, he had also heard Mr. Ziheng say that he had painted souls, but when he mentioned this, Mr. Ziheng was smiling.

"There is a soul in the painting, and the painting has vitality, which is simply impossible, and a dead thing is a dead thing after all...... How could it be alive! ”

Mu Zishan, who has always been regarded as the guideline for the teacher's words, was originally convinced, but now he is at a loss.

There are really people in this world who can draw living pictures!

Not to mention Song Xiaofeng, I will also deliver food by myself.

Thinking of this, he had a confused look in his eyes, and he reached out in a daze to touch another lotus flower.

As soon as his fingers touched another lotus flower, the flower burst open.

When I was looking, I saw a lotus flower on the white paper that was about to bloom, and the branches and leaves were delicate, and it seemed that there was a fragrance that had not been dispersed at the end of the nose.

But just now it was all like an illusion, and it felt so unreal!

Song Xiaofeng looked sluggish next to him at this time.

Mu Zishan said in a dry voice for a long time: "We lost!" ”

As soon as he said it, Song Xiaofeng spurted blood with a "wow".

The whole person seemed to have been pulled out of his muscles and bones, and fell to the ground like mud.

Mu Zishan helped Song Xiaofeng!

I saw that his face was pale, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, his fingers trembled slightly, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of collapse.

"I'm not as good as him...... I'm not as good as him......"

Song Xiaofeng kept muttering to himself, his eyes were full of discouragement, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing: "What kind of painting, what kind of calligraphy to write, Lao Tzu's decades of hard work, is such a miserable failure......"

Mu Zishan waved at the people behind him.

Someone immediately came up, and Mu Zishan said with a serious face: "Send him back to the guest room!" ”

Lu Daoyuan sighed and said: "His painting courage has been broken, and when he paints in the future, he can only paint his shape, but not his meaning, and he will not be able to make an inch in this life!" ”

Mu Zishan said with a solemn face: "This is not due to this master!" ”

Bai Xiaochuan flicked his sleeves, and the lotus picture on the table fell into the lotus pond.

Everyone exclaimed, the master's work, this is no longer a masterpiece, this is a masterpiece!

That painting falls on a blooming lotus flower!

At this time, the weather was cool, and the bees from nowhere circled in the air for half a circle, and finally did not choose the lotus flowers in the pond, but landed on the painting......

Lu Daoyuan said: "Skillful, magical...... Brother Wei, you are already the first calligrapher and painter in the spiritual realm! ”

Bai Xiaochuan glanced at Mu Zishan and said: "Narrow-minded, you can win but not lose, if you lose, you will spurt blood and break your guts, even if you have achievements, this kind of person is very limited, and his master realm is unstable, so he rashly challenges me, and his skills are not as good as others, you say that you Muhuang City is a fart, just this kind of person in our Demon Emperor Land no one looks at it at all......

"Virtue and virtue, virtue in the front, in the back, without good character, how can there be good behavior, let alone a good realm......" Bai Xiaochuan said bitterly: "I'm afraid you don't know, the more broad-minded people are, the more they can achieve things, whether it is business or cultivation, or calligraphy and painting, it is like this......"

Mu Zishan had a dog's expression on his face, what did you say was amazing, is it so exaggerated, Lao Tzu is so unbelievable?