Not only the three elders of the Zhuo family, but the painting of the "Wine to the Moon Map" almost caused a sensation in the entire Xuancheng! At this moment, almost all the great painters who resembled the realm of cultivation above all felt this unusual heaven-sent vision!

A peerless painting, painting to the end, even if it only lasts for a moment, is enough to make them tremble!

Because this sign almost means that a hundred years of capping in Xuancheng, which is similar to the realm, I am afraid that there will be a peerless painter who has reached the artistic conception to be born...

Liang Shijia--

"The painting is almost thirty zhang high...!What kind of peerless painting is this!?" At the top of the Liang family's council hall, Liang Zhan, the head of the Liang family, looked in the direction of the Zhuo family with a solemn face, and wanted to go to see what was going on, but unfortunately he couldn't take that step after all, and finally saw him sigh, and for a moment he seemed to be more than ten years old. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info saw him call a confidant old slave, and instructed earnestly: "Order, cancel all the plans to destroy the Zhuo family's painting competition tomorrow, in addition, draw up a letter and gift, and the old man will visit the Zhuo family tomorrow... ＂

Zheng Shijia, Xuanwu Fighting Field--

Xuanwu Doutu Field is the largest Doutu field in Xuancheng, and it is also the territory of the Zheng family, which dominates all the regular Doutu competitions in the city.

"If it weren't for the breakthrough of the three old immortals of the Zhuo family, I'm afraid that this clan would have added another peerless painter, who would it be? Could it be the young genius of the Zhuo family who won the 'painting champion' when he was painting the year before last?" the old man was full of doubts.

In the landscape world, the five realms of painting do not simply refer to the painter's cultivation, some painters with low cultivation at some special moments, such as when inspiration is flourishing, it is also possible to paint works beyond their own realm, but because of the limitations of their own cultivation, the present life of this kind of work can often only last for a moment, but as long as it can be painted, it means that the future achievements of the painter can at least reach this state!

Such peerless geniuses are extremely rare, and each of them is a rare existence! Even since the founding of Mozhou for thousands of years, there have only been three such geniuses! Each of these is nothing more than the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and the last one in the world, Tang Shi, the Fengwang painter known as the "brilliant brush", is now the Taifu of the East Palace of Mozhou!

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However, Zhuo Wen, who was the party to this incident, didn't know how much of a sensation he had caused in the entire Xuancheng, although the golden light in the house did startle him at that time, but when he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt an extreme sleepiness coming, and it felt as if all his energy had been drained, and before he could get into bed, he fell asleep on the ground with a bang.

If he knew that he had painted a work of instant enlightenment, it would not be difficult to understand why his mental power was drained. Nonsense, launching skills beyond the limits of one's own ability must have side effects, and if you can still be alive, it's unscientific.

At the moment when Zhuo Wen fell asleep, the door of the dormitory was kicked open with a bang, and three old men appeared outside the door at the same time, looking at each other, full of gunpowder.

A series of loud noises finally woke up a few handymen who slept like dead pigs.

With sleepy eyes, several handymen suddenly called out a little irritably, but when they saw the true faces of the three old men, they were so frightened that their snot came out, and they almost didn't roll off the bunk!

"Your Excellency!?"

"Great Elder?"

"Second Elder!"

"Damn, I'm not dazzled, am I?"

Needless to say, the three old men are the three giants of the Zhuo family! It is no wonder that these handymen are stunned and think that they are dreaming, because the world of these three characters is too far away from them, and they don't dare to imagine that these three big names with the same status as the central leaders will appear in their cold and dilapidated miscellaneous service house!

"It seems that we are acquiescing, but unfortunately, the old man seems to be half a step earlier?... Looking at the other two old men next to him, the Great Elder, who looked kind, spoke first.

"You two are not dead, are you very fast? Mom, if Lao Tzu hadn't been far away, he would have walked more than a hundred steps ahead of you... Glancing left and right, Zhuo Wei in the center couldn't help but smile coldly.

"Okay, since they are all here, let's go in together, the birth of a genius with peerless painter qualifications in the Zhuo family is the great prosperity of my Zhuo family, there is no need to fight for a front and back at this juncture. Looking at the two disrespectful old naughty boys arguing, the more stable second elder couldn't help but be embarrassed. However, his suggestion still made the other two elders acquiesce.

But when the three old men looked up at these old and rough servants in the house, except for a few awake hands and feet at a loss, the others slept like dead pigs, slashing, farting, picking feet, dreaming and moaning, surrounded by sour mold and sweat, and even some unknown liquid paste on the side, and in such a dirty environment, there was even a teenager (Zhuo Wen) sleeping directly on the floor...

Looking at such a scene, the three old men suddenly had a violent cartoon expression, but there was no artistic conception of bickering at all, and they couldn't confuse this place with the birthplace of geniuses.

It's not hard to imagine that if Liang Yan came to this kind of place, she would definitely think that this was hell, right?

Although the three old people are not addicted to cleanliness, they are also clean, and naturally they can't get used to this kind of environment like a university dormitory.

"Hey, you, did you see a golden light rising into the sky?" Zhuo Wei spoke first, at that time he also faintly sensed the general direction of the painting to the sky, he didn't see it with his own eyes and couldn't be sure that it was here, but he saw that there was a light here, maybe he could find some clues, so he wanted to come over and ask, and the other two elders seemed to mean the same thing, so he didn't interrupt. Ever since they saw the environment, they had subconsciously abandoned the idea that geniuses could be produced here.

"No... No... A few handymen replied in a trembling manner. Although they did sense a slight increase in the light in the room when they were dim, they only thought it was the lampstand light when they woke up.

"Let's go in this direction, let's keep looking, it should be nearby. The second elder proposed, the other two elders nodded by default, Zhuo Wei was more impatient, raised the pen and waved it forward, and with a bang, a big hole suddenly broke in the roof of the miscellaneous courtyard, and the three elders jumped out of it one after another, and rode the painting spirit that responded in the air, and continued to search forward.

I can't say whether it's good luck or bad luck, Zhuo Wen, who fell to the ground, just pressed the pen under him, which made the three old people not notice the abnormal situation for a while, in fact, if the three old people could look carefully in the house, they could still find some subtleties, that is, there were a few broken inkstones next to Zhuo Wen... It's a pity that they thought it was too sloppy here, so they refused to stay for a second longer, so they hurriedly flew away...

After a night of confusion, also because of his poor sleeping position, Zhuo Wen woke up early, shook his numb arm, and then stood up a little half-dead, thinking that he was so sleepy that he slept on the floor last night, he was a little inexplicable.

"I feel like I've become a lot lighter, what's going on?" Zhuo Wen muttered, and before he had time to think about it, a silver bell girl's voice suddenly came from outside the door, which immediately made Zhuo Wen's hairs stand up: "Little mosquito, I'm looking for you, come out quickly!"

When Zhuo Wen heard this, he immediately smiled bitterly, God, can't this aunt stop and spare me for a while?