looked at the pen holder and smiled at Zhan Qingyu: "Good boy!"

Pick up a pen and dip it in the ink and wave it, and in a blink of an eye, a mountain forest is in sight, Tang Yin stretched out his hand and handed over a pen.

He lowered his head and drew a stroke, and suddenly stopped, and shouted with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face: "Qiu Xiang, Qiu Xiang Niang, come and help me, this kid is too delayed." ”

Zhan Qingyu was speechless for a while, aren't they all pens?

If you draw grass, I'll give you the thin one, if you paint the tree, I'll give you the thick one, if you paint the mountain, I'll give you the thickest one?

Before Tang Yin could finish speaking, the woman who had been grinding ink walked out of the inner room. The woman glanced up at Zhan Qingyu, took a pen from the far corner of the pen holder and threw it to him.

"Take it, take it, don't delay the painting of the public. Then Li ignored Zhan Qingyuwu standing next to Tang Yin, handing over brushes from time to time.

"Thank you seniors for your kindness, juniors say goodbye!" Zhan Qingyu stood for a long time, so he had to take the bald pen and leave.

When Zhan Qingyu walked away, Tang Yin stopped the pen in his hand and said to Qiu Xiang: "Lady, why did you give him that one?"

"Anyway, you have a lot of them, and besides, Ma Liang doesn't need it now. Qiu Xiang glanced at Tang Yin and said: "This kid has great ambitions, and he may not be able to help you in the future, just give it, I think it's good to make the best use of it, if you want to take it back, you can do it at any time." ”

"Okay!" Tang Yin sighed lightly: "If he can get out of this void gate, I hope Cangzhu can help him." ”

Zhan Qingyu left the room where Tang Yin was painting, complaining as she walked towards the way she came.

"The last time you came to talk to me so much, this time it's so cold. ”

"I didn't give so many good pens, but I gave a pen that was going to be bald, which is really stingy. ”

"Hey, no, there's something at the door?"

Zhan Qingyu was talking to herself when she suddenly noticed that the black stone at the door came to life. It looked like a humanoid thing, stretching its waist and shaking its neck, standing in the middle of the gate.

"If you want to take something from the void, you'll have to pass me. The simple young man held the same pen in his hand and shook it at Zhan Qingyu.

"Who are you, I seem to have seen you," Zhan Qingyu couldn't feel the breath of a teenager, but she could feel the pressure brought by that pen.

"Ma Liang!" The young man smiled innocently: "Come on Jiuxiao, if you defeat me, you will be able to take away my pen." ”

"Ma Liang?" Zhan Qingyu quickly recalled, as if she had seen this young man somewhere. By the way, Zhan Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he did see it once when he was in the grassland.

At that time, he was almost killed by the wolf slaying hero Hua Jun, and in a daze, he saw the walker fighting the demon king in the void. At the beginning, the scholar summoned the same phantom as Ma Liang in front of him, as if Ma Liang was holding such a stroke in his hand.

"Your pen is the same as mine?" Zhan Qingyu was stunned.

"No, it's your pen that's the same as mine, I use the soul of the pen, and you hold the body. Ma Liang pointed to the pen in Zhan Qingyu's hand and said: "I am the body of the soul and can't use the ontology magic pen, but if you can't fight my ontology pen, you can't take it away." ”

"How can I count myself as beating you?" Zhan Qingyu asked after a moment's hesitation.

"Paint!" Ma Liang smiled slightly, revealing two tiger teeth: "Let's fight with painting, come on!"

"Okay! Zhan Qingyu took a light step and stretched out his hand to Ma Liangyi.

The courtesy of the chess player is for the sake of respect and respect, but the jousting has another meaning.

First, the master of the exercises is for the master of the art to be bold and let the other party make the first move, and have a full grasp of himself and the other party.

"Let you make the first move!" a certain contempt.

Second, when you don't understand the other party, who makes the first move means a certain exposure. Most of them are weak-hearted, for fear that they will be seen as flawed.

"It's better for you to come first!"

The magic pen Ma Liang is the guardian of the real name of Tang Yin, a star-walker, and has a powerful literary and Taoist skills, especially the brushwork painting is beyond the reach of most ordinary walkers. In this way, the stars can be entrusted with the important task of guarding the demon beasts in the Xuan Netherworld and observing the movements of the monsters in the heavy heaven full of masters.

Zhan Qingyu has seen Ma Liang make a move twice, and her impression of Ma Liang can be said to be deeper than that of the starry walkers. The first time was when he was beaten by the wolf slaying hero Hua Jun on the grassland and almost passed out, and in a dream, he saw the walker in the void fighting the demon king.

The chic and elegantness of the starwalker left a deep impression on him, but the magic pen of Ma Liang made him remember it forever. A pen can draw the wind and rain overturning the rivers and blowing down the mountains and rocks, and the supreme Taoism makes him extremely envious.

The second time was when he was out of his body, and he saw the scene of the battle with the Haogu Heaven Devouring Beast near the Barbarian Frontier in the void. The snake demon is rampant, the demon method is special, and the natural skill Poison Spear Hell has made the Star Walkers almost die.

In the emergency, thanks to Ma Liang's rescue, Ma Liang used his magic pen to draw a door in the void before he escaped with his life. Ma Liang played a key role in both of these things, and it seemed to surpass the strength of the stars in the faint way.

So in the confrontation with Ma Liang, Mo said that the fighting painting is a dialogue, and he is a little uneasy.

Guarding, the two sides are not in harmony, but there are two exists, although there is a close connection, there are always some handy. When the guardian can merge with the master with the divine soul, it will undergo earth-shaking changes, and the guardian at this time is called the natal guardian.

If the owner wants to, it will appear in the form of Guardian, and can even use the natural skill of Guardian. If the master dies, the guardian will inevitably have a soul that will collapse, and the guardian of the dead master will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

Natal guardian is a high-level form of guardianship, but it is not the highest level, the highest level is not only the unity of the gods and souls, but also the integration of the body and body. After achieving complete integration, the practitioner will have a higher level of practice and more strength against the heavens.

Ma Liang was killed by a certain star monarch and had no body, and only relied on his soul to fuse with the starwalkers. In addition, Fanxing is good at calligraphy, painting, piano and chess and deduction, so he does not often use Ma Liang's stunts.

When encountering real danger, the power of using Ma Liang's stunt is far less powerful than Ma Liang's divine soul. Therefore, in times of crisis, it is always Maleonn who appears to save him from danger.

Zhan Qingyu's admiration for the starry walker and his fear of the magic pen Ma Liang came to mind the moment he was opposite Ma Liang.

"Ma Liang's magic pen, the earth and stone turn into gold and call the wind and rain, if it is my own Taoism, I will definitely not be an opponent. Zhan Qingyu was secretly worried in his heart: "I believe that the calligraphy and painting of the Yin Yang Holy Bear should be able to deal with one or two, right?"

While thinking about it, the Taiji diagram is in operation, including the Taiji Music Diagram, the Taiji Array Diagram, and the Taiji Qi Diagram, which are three diagrams, and the three diagrams of the Taiji Diagram shine violently. Qingqiu Cifu also helped later, and an inexplicable voice came from the vast Taiji Chaos World.

"The Tao is good, the very way, the name is famous, the name is very famous"

Although the brush in Zhan Qingyu's hand has already smoothed the tip of the pen and the barrel of the pen has also held a handprint, the power of the Tao in it is abundant.

With a slight blessing of the power of Wendao provided by Qingqiu's cifu, the slightly yellowed pen shaft turned out to be a little cyan. Zhan Qingyu had just obtained the painting skills of the Flying Immortal Panda before, and although she had practice, she was far from being able to control it freely, especially this ancient magic brush.