I don't know if it's because Wu Gang's mother is a beautiful girl, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not fine, under the influence of his mother, Wu Gang likes to paint since he was a child, and he likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting more than the cultivators. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, in the environment of the Great Qin Kingdom, where cultivators are respected, boys do not like martial arts and calligraphy, so they are naturally bullied and bullied by many children, and over time they develop an inferiority complex and introverted character.

When the desolate beasts invaded, countless homes were destroyed, the vitality of heaven and earth was transformed by the desolate qi, and became a dark wasteland, relatives and friends died tragically in the catastrophe one by one, and the surviving Wu Gang angrily tore up all the calligraphy and paintings that were regarded as treasures.

But providence made people, and Wu Gang, who finally escaped death and became a desolate man, sadly discovered that since the desolate skill he had awakened was painting! The painting that he liked but was useless! At this moment, Wu Gang's heart was like ashes, and his self-esteem was extremely inferior. Before he became a wasteland, he was a powerless waste, and after he became a wasteland, he was still a wasteland!

Wu Gang, who was sensitive in his heart, could even see that Su Fan's face was about to show a look of disappointment, this was because he had seen it too many times in the Strange Man Camp, if he didn't have his own grandfather, I am afraid that he would not even have anyone to take him in the Strange Man Camp.

"Painting? interesting, can you draw one for me?"

Wu Gang hesitated, there are too many people who are curious about the painting technique, and after reading it, they are disappointed in addition to admiration, this is a useless trick.

"Hmph, hmph, what's wrong, my brother asked you to paint, why don't you paint?

After hesitating, he remembered with a pleasant sound like a silver bell, holding a white warm monkey in one hand, a waist crossed in the other, bright eyes and bright teeth, skin racing snow, Joan's nose was straight, his teeth were like jade, and Nana, who had long hair in a shawl, said dissatisfiedly

"Do you paint or not? A man, how can you be so hypocritical. ”

Wu Gang's face was flushed, he was already introverted, and he was speechless because of his inferiority, and said with a red face

"I, I paint, I don't know what to paint, where?"

"Draw me, draw me, draw me,"

Nana hugged the white warm monkey, raised her hand high, and recommended herself.

"Tell you, if you don't look good at this girl, be careful that Nana burns you. ”

With Su Fan's consent, Wu Gang looked around, ran to a wall, closed his eyes, opened his eyes, his eyes were as black as ink, raised his fingers, and gestured on the wall.

Engrossed, the eyes as black as ink are like stars, accompanied by a stroke, the fingertips without pen and ink leave black traces on the wall, and a young girl appears faintly on the wall, vivid, like a real person.

"Ah,,,h

Nana's eyes widened in surprise, her face was incredible, the young girl on the wall had exactly the same temperament as Nana regardless of her demeanor or appearance, and more importantly, this portrait was not two-dimensional, but a three-dimensional portrait!

"This painting technique is amazing, it can really be achieved with fake and real, and it is also a portrait with a sense of substance!"

Looking at Nana standing in front of the portrait, as if she had the feeling of seeing twins standing together, Wu Gang's painting skills were completely beyond Su Fan's imagination, this is a painting skills that can be said to be almost copied!

"This ridiculous skill, in the previous life, a proper realist painter, no matter how bad it is, he is also a master of making fake documents, and he can make a fortune even if he paints counterfeit banknotes."

Su Fan was dumbfounded and muttered to himself, just at this moment, he had already thought of the role of four or five kinds of painting techniques, which was really unexpected.

Looking at Wu Gang's gaze, it was extremely hot.

The black bloodshot in Wu Gang's inky eyes retreated and returned to normal, his hands kept pinching the corners of his clothes, cramped and uneasy, and carefully watched the reactions of Su Fan, Nana and the others.

He was accustomed to the admiration of Nana and the others, but after the admiration, he was extremely disappointed, after all, this desolate skill did not have any attack ability, could not hunt demonic beasts, and who needed a desolate person without combat power? He seemed to have heard Su Fan and Nana's disparaging voices and words.

Wu Lao finally woke up from the shock at this time, the formation built by the barren stone is indeed amazing, but no matter how magical it is, it is not as important as his grandson, the father-in-law on the side is balanced, Wu Lao, even if you are a desolate person of the congenital five-fold level, you are also shocked, the young master's talent against the sky, you can't just let yourself bear it, you can't afford it, you can't bear it, and you snickered secretly.

"Young master, my grandson's desolate skills are useless, but this is not within the scope of our trade, the old man agreed to your request, you are responsible for treating my grandson's death marks and giving talent pills!"

Wu Lao protects Wu Gang like a calf, and he is afraid that his grandson will be hurt again, and he has no strong wild skills, and he can only be called a waste if he has no martial arts cultivation.

The light in Wu Gang's eyes became more and more dim, sure enough, no one would need his own wild skills, he could only paint, no matter how good the painting was, how could he use the fake to confuse the truth?

Su Fan directly rolled Wu Lao's eyes and said unceremoniously

"It's useless? Old Wu, didn't I say you, your grandson's desolate skills are much more useful than yours! It's really stupid, don't you know that there are no useless desolate skills, only useless desolate people!"

"What, really, I, my tricks, useful?"

The gloomy eyes brightened with Sophie's words, and for the first time, someone recognized his desolate skills, and Wu Gang looked at Su Fan with a longing expression

"But,,But my desolate skills don't have any attack ability.,You,,You're not lying to me,,"

Nana, who was constantly comparing the portraits on the wall, heard this and said dissatisfiedly

"Hmph, what do you say? Anyone can lie, but my brother will never do it!"

"Young master, you're joking, what's the use of this painting skills, don't give people hope casually, sometimes the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!"

Wu Lao, who has already experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, will not trust a person so casually, his grandson Wu Gang has been hurt enough, and he is pitiful enough.

"What do you know, Elder Wu, it's not that I said you, compared to hunting demonic beasts, I am inferior to you in combat effectiveness, but compared to the research and use of desolate techniques, you are not as good as me!"

Looking at Wu Lao, who was obviously unconvinced and was about to speak, Su Fan decisively interrupted

"Don't pay attention to your stubborn old man, by the way, Old Wu, what are you still doing here, aren't you going to hunt demonic beasts? Thirty yellow iron rank demonic beasts, two bronze rank demonic beasts, don't forget, otherwise, I won't be able to refine talent pills,"

After speaking, he pulled Wu Gang and asked the question like a cannonball

"Tell me, what are the shortcomings and limitations of your painting skills, you don't need pen and ink? You can do it anywhere? How long can you keep it? Can it only be black and white, can it be colored?"

Wu Lao looked at Wu Gang, who was pulled away by Su Fan, and the two chattered, their faces turned red and white, this Su Fan really regarded himself as a servant, and the uncle on the side carefully persuaded

"Elder Wu, you are also angry, you see, young master, he not only refined the talent pill, but also created a desolate formation in just a few days, the talent can be described as amazing, it can be described as a genius, perhaps, he really has a way to make your grandson Wu Gang's desolate skill play a role? ”

When Wu Lao heard this, his face changed. Grit your teeth

"Okay, the old man goes to hunt the demonic beasts, you give me a good look at the young master, and tell him that if he comes back and finds that there is something wrong with my grandson, the old man will be the first to kill him!"

"To open the wilderness technique, you don't need pen and ink, you can paint by consuming passive wilderness!"

"The painting location Wu is limited, and you can paint anywhere. ”

"The objects that are painted are real enough, but they are not real living things. ”

"The drawings are kept for a long time according to the energy of the desolate energy. ”

"There is no limit to the types of paintings, from birds and animals, rabbits and ants, and even fantasy monsters!"

Su Fan didn't care about Wu Lao's warning at all, and pulled Wu Gang to record the characteristics of painting desolate skills one by one in the absurd mind, Wu Gang asked with a cramped gaze

"Less, young master, my desolate skills are really useful, but they are not lethal at all. ”

Su Fan shook his head, and could see that this young master was very inferior and introverted, which was not good.

"Of course it's useful, I divide the wilderness skills into actual combat and life classes, your painting wilderness skills, although not the actual combat type, but more useful than the practicality than Wu Lao's! ”

"Wild skills. Can you still evolve?"

Wu Gang was dumbfounded, this has never been said to that person, what does his painting skills look like after evolution?

Wu Gang's painting skills have given Nana a new fun, as a witch, the powerful momentum will soon be obviously a year older than Nana Wu Gang's food to death, listen to her arrangement, painting that, from time to time let out a pleasant laughter.

Wu Gang felt a trace of fear, although the girl in front of him had bright eyes and bright teeth, sweet and lovely, a bright smile, and a voice as crisp as a silver bell, but Wu Gang, who had long been inferior, was extremely sensitive to people's emotions, and he seemed to be able to feel that in addition to looking at Su Fan, the hidden emotions revealed in his eyes, even if his eyes were bent, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he laughed happily, his eyes were still as calm as water, and there was no emotional fluctuation.

This is the peace of mind and body, the eternal peace, like the endless peace, and the silence is left only in fear!

Nana is an even more terrifying existence than Su Fan, from the first glance, Wu Gang has this clear answer!

Boom,,Boom,,,

The anxious Wu Lao quickly threw thirty half-dead demonic beasts into the courtyard just like last time, and the two poor bronze-level demonic beasts and the blue-haired demon wolf were even more miserable.

"Young Master, the Demon Beast has been hunted, hurry up and refine the talent pill!"

Su Fan woke up from his thoughts, raised his head, looked at Wu Lao, and grinned

"No problem, but before that, Old Wu, please kill me!"