In the early morning of the next day, Tianshuang City Duobao Building, the territory of the Qiu family.

The Qiu family is not a prominent family in Tianshuang City.

Otherwise, Concubine Qiu Ning, the eldest lady of the Qiu family, would not have been a housekeeper for Liu Ling.

The Qiu family used to be engaged in the business of treasure appreciation.

The head of the family, Qiu Ding, and several elders in the family have read countless treasures, and their eyes are quite spicy.

And after so many years of accumulation, the Qiu family has also saved a lot of treasures.

Therefore, after having abundant financial resources, Qiu Ding discussed with the elders and prepared to open a multi-treasure building.

The Duobao Building contains all kinds of rare treasures, and the treasures here will be sold to the outside world at a high price.

And if outsiders have treasures, they can also sell them to Duobaolou.

This is a bit like a middleman of antiques on the earth, but the huge profits will definitely make countless people red-eyed!

Of course, this kind of business is not easy to do.

First of all, you must have an extremely vicious eye for treasure appreciation, and secondly, you must have a few treasures that can suppress the bottom of the box!

Otherwise, the Duobao Building is all in tatters, and the people who buy and sell treasures don't care about it at all.

After years of savings, the Qiu family has treasures in various fields such as pills, treasures, and elixirs that can calm the field.

Only in terms of calligraphy and painting, the Qiu family has always been lacking, and there are no paintings of sufficient weight.

And if there are no paintings that can be used, Duobao Pavilion will lose a lot of momentum.

Therefore, seeing that the opening of Duobaolou was imminent, the Qiu family had to hire many famous painters in Tianshuang City with a lot of money.

I hope that some highly skilled painters will take action and leave a Danqing painting scroll for Duobaolou that can calm the field.

In the end, whoever can beat the crowd with his paintings, the Qiu family will exchange them for treasures of corresponding value.

And the Phoenix Blood Intermittent Cream that Liu Ling needs is among those treasures!

The reward promised by the Qiu family this time was extremely attractive, and many long-famous master painters in Tianfrost City rushed to hear the news, wanting to show off their painting skills and get those rare treasures.

Duobaotang was already full, with Qiu Ding, the head of the Qiu family, sitting at the top, and several elders of the Qiu family sitting next to him.

More than a dozen famous painters in Tianshuang City sat in turn, holding teacups one by one, concentrating and closing their eyes, like old monks in meditation.

The Qiu family is only a second-rate force in Tianfrost City, so they don't dare to slack off at all about these painting masters, and they are all treated as guests!

Seeing that most of the painters had arrived, Qiu Ding rubbed his palms, stood up from the chair, and smiled at the painters: "You are all famous painters in Tianshuang City, and you are all good at painting!"

Today, my Qiu family can gather so many masters of painting, what an honor!"

Many of these painters have strange tempers, and one of them, an old-fashioned old man in Tsing Yi, waved his hand impatiently.

"Qiu Ding, those false polite words are avoided, we are all here for the treasures you promised.

How can you get those treasures?

Looking at the arrogance of the old man in green clothes, Qiu Ding's face was still a ball of harmony, but he muttered secretly in his heart.

These old guys...... The painting skills are really good, but the strength of arrogance is also enough!

"Mr. Huang Feng, don't worry, the competition will start immediately, you are all painters, please paint together later, the time is an hour.

Whoever has the best painting skills in the end, these treasures belong to him!"

Listening to Qiu Ding's words, those painters all nodded.

In this way, if they want to seize the treasure, they have to speak with real works.

Therefore, there can be no perfunctory in the slightest.

Qiu Ding is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and this abacus is not bad.

I also know that these people are arrogant and arrogant, and I am afraid that they are already a little impatient, and Qiu Ding no longer has extra nonsense.

"Qiu doesn't say much, please put out paper and ink, painting competition, start now!"

As soon as Qiu Ding's words fell, the children of the Qiu family suddenly brought up the paper and ink.

When those painters fixed their eyes, their pupils shrank.

This paper is called Golden Silkworm Thousand Silk Paper, which is made of thousands of golden silk, like splendor, bright as clouds.

Golden silk is produced from the red blood golden silkworm, and the paper made of this kind of thing can be described as the best product in the paper!

And the ink is also extraordinary, named Tianhan ink, which is the poisonous juice taken from the body of the Tianhan squid.

The squid is only born in extremely cold places, and in distress, it will spit out poisonous juice to protect itself.

After the poison juice is detoxified, it can be used as ink, which is called Tianhan ink.

The cold ink has strong penetration, and it can not fade for thousands of years when written on paper!

The Qiu family took out the golden silkworm thousand silk paper, Tianhan ink and other strange things, it seems that today's Danqing paintings are extremely important!

Just as many painters took the paper and ink and were about to create, there was a sudden old and muddy sound in the air.

"Qiu Ding, the old man heard that you gathered many painters in Tianshuang City to ask for paintings, and the winner gets the treasure, the old man wants to join in the fun uninvited, I don't know if you are welcome?"

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes followed the sound to look out of the door, only to see an old man and a young master and apprentice outside the door stepping over the threshold.

When they saw the face of the gray-clothed old man clearly, everyone gasped, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Chenmo......! Master Chenmo!!"

Even those arrogant painters saw this gray-clothed old man's pupils shrink suddenly, and there was a solemn look in his eyes!

They are all good at painting, and they are also quite famous in Tianfrost City.

But it is undoubtedly a notch behind this Chenmo.

This Chen Mo is the real master of painting!

His old and spicy painting skills may have been perfected, and they are unparalleled in the entire Tianfrost City!

Chen Mo has the honorific title of "Danqing Holy Hand".

Some of his paintings have even been fried to millions of gold coins, and even many painters are ashamed of their painting attainments.

After suddenly recognizing Chen Mo, Qiu Ding also looked stunned, and then hurriedly got up.

Qiu Ding hugged his fist at Chen Mo and said: "I didn't expect the trivial matter of the Qiu family to alarm Master Chen Mo, Master Chen Mo was willing to deign to come here, the Qiu family is really shining!"

Chen Mo waved his hand lightly, paced, and walked directly to the top of the hall and sat down. There was a bit of arrogance on his face, and he was quite noisy.

However, Qiu Ding did not dare to be displeased in the slightest.

After all, this Chen Mo is one of the best painters in Tianfrost City, and his status is extremely respected!

And the Qiu family is just a second-rate force in Tianfrost City, and they don't dare to offend it at all.

Besides, this Chen ink painting skills are exquisite, and he can paint Danqing casually, I am afraid that he can be the treasure at the bottom of the box in the Qiujia Town!

Although Qiu Ding didn't know how this old guy came to a small place like the Qiu family, he would never dare to snub him in the slightest.

Chen Mo casually picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said lightly to Qiu Ding with a pale face: "Qiu Ding, the old man is itchy today, and he also wants to make a fool of himself, I don't know if it is convenient to add some paper and ink?"

Hearing this, Qiu Ding's face suddenly showed a touch of ecstasy.

If this Chen Mo makes a move, the painting is definitely a rare treasure!

"Someone! ...... Go and ask Master Chenmo for paper and ink!"

After a few breaths, the paper and ink had been served, and Qiu Ding personally handed it over to Chen Mo.

And those painters fixed their eyes, and what was served this time turned out to be blood gold and jade paper, Wanfeng Qingtian ink.

Obviously, it is a grade higher than their Golden Silkworm Thousand Silk Paper and Tianhan Ink!

But those painters did not dare to have the slightest gloom, but their faces became quite ugly.

They are all here for the treasure, but as soon as Chen Mo makes a move, even if they are tired of their pants, I am afraid that there is no hope of winning!

Even some painters with a slightly lower level just put down their pens and sighed...... I just gave up!

After Qiu Ding shouted the beginning, many painters took out their own pens and prepared to paint.

Paper and ink are not very influential, but the pen is not enough for the artist.

Each artist has his own own pen, which is almost equivalent to a handy weapon!

The painters took out their pens one by one.

Some are as green as jade, some are as red as Danhuo, and some are shining with purple light......

And there are aura fluctuations in it, and they are all treasures!

"Hetian jade pen, tinan aoki pen, sky purple rat whisker pen ......"

Qiu Ding looked at these majestic pens, and also sighed secretly in his heart.

These pens are made of upper materials.

Some of them can be used as weapons when fighting against people, and their power is not even inferior to those swords and swords.

The painter's pickiness of the pen is really to the point of almost nitpicking!

Only the pen that Chen Mo took out was plain, it seemed to be an inconspicuous dead wood, and there were some hairs on it.

However, none of these painters dared to underestimate Chenmo.

Because they know that this Chenmo has truly reached the realm of doing whatever he wants, and he is clumsy!

For Chen Mo, I'm afraid that even if he paints with dry branches, I'm afraid he can beat them, so naturally he doesn't need to be stagnant about the quality of the pen!