Chapter 27 Comparison of Paintings

Descendants of Yan and Huang, Chinese civilization originated from Kunlun culture. Dongshenyi's mind retrieved the civilization of tens of thousands of years in China, and the myth of Pangu created an ancient cultural civilization. I can't wait to take off the clouds and fog in person, and fly to the Kunlun Mountain Temple. Sitting on the back of the crane specially arranged by His Royal Highness Prince Huang Xiao, he looked at the majestic Kunlun Mountain, a forbidden place where immortals lived, the land of the Void God Ancestor, and the peak of the gods of Yuzhu Peak.

"It's almost there, the Kunlun Temple is ahead."

There are already three cranes flying into the sky, in order to rush this time, Huang Xiao does not want to miss the excellent opportunity for the Donglan country to become famous all over the world and the north and south of the Megatron Tianshan Mountain, and it is also the best moment to prove the re-emergence of the Loulan ancient clan.

"Hurry, hurry, it's coming." Prince Huang muttered countless times.

"The Huaxia Tianjiao banquet has begun."

"It's okay, it's just the opening remarks, and it hasn't gotten into the topic yet, quick, quick!" Over and over again, God whipped the crane.

Fly directly to the gate of the temple with the crane.

"Look, the crane is flying!"

"Haha, the Western Regions Tianshan Midstream faction has finally arrived."

"What's the use of getting there? The end of the old is the end of the old man, and it has always been the color of the back! Hahaha. ”

Hua Zhonghua, the eldest prince of China, has made an opening remarks, congratulating Huaxia Tianjiao on its centennial gathering, showing the Chinese civilization of Greater China, and understanding the deep foundation of Kunlun mythology and culture.

"Please take a seat at the Yellow Prince of the Tianshan Mountains!" The concierge made a big salute and guided the two Tianjiao into the table.

Dongshen followed hundreds of cold gazes and experienced the sour taste of a small place being discriminated against by the general trend of the Central Plains. Every look of the eye carried a contemptuous hatred, as if it was about to eat itself.

Hundreds of round tables were neatly arranged, and the scene was magnificent, and they were arranged to the northwesternmost edge table, and even the two of them had to arrange the pedestal and plane to show their dignity. Dongshen Yi understands that the Kunlun Tianjiao banquet is basically the Kunlun Championship, to see who can become the younger generation of the Chinese command of the world's martial arts factions, the son of the world, the hegemony of the young Zhuang faction leader, who will become a new generation of martial arts heroes, the leader of the Kunlun civilization, will be ranked out of the Kunlun Tianjiao list, the princes, the command of the four lakes, is expected to dominate the world of China.

Around the central martial arts stage, the martial arts factions of China, South China, Southwest, East China, and North China are all strong and strong, occupying the inner three layers, and the middle area of Wudang, Huashan, Songshan, family, clan, and sect is lined up, and the outer edge of the northwest, the Western Regions, Tianmeng, Tianmai and other small factions are waiting, and everything is clear at a glance. Looking at the Tianshan Cloud Alliance located in the central region, Dongshen Yi also faintly saw its power position.

"This century-old Tianjiao gathering and exchange, all the prefectures, sects, and factions have sent the only young leaders to participate in the event, and the Chinese Emperor attaches great importance to it, and specially takes out the territory, mineral veins, and resources to give the top three awards, and the top ten can be added to the official title of marquis, leading the forces alone, hoping that heroes from all walks of life will compete for hegemony, and the youth faction will show its talent and heroism."

"I hope that there will be a leader in the civil and military fists, a blockbuster, pointing out the country, and the throat of ten thousand households! Ha ha. Prince Huaxia Haotian laughed loudly.

"All raise your glasses, and wish the Tianjiao to show their geniuses, command the world, and dominate the party!"

"Cheers! Cheers! ”

Tens of thousands of Tianjiao youth factions raised their glasses and invited wine to congratulate the beginning of the Tianjiao feast.

"Isn't that Hua Xingchen, the number one divine sword in the world, Huashan on the sword?"

"That's Wudang swordsman Xiao Yufeng."

"Look, Buddhism Mu Ronghua."

"Hello, Spirit Rune Array Mage Immortal Liu Bufeng."

"Southern Boxing King Hu Biao."

"Northfoot Vulture."

"Demon Sect Huanhuachun."

"Draw the devil's pen Luo Tianyi. I heard that he is a disciple of the mantle of painting demons. ”

Dongshen Yi ran the Heavenly Eye and Earth Ear Exercises to the extreme, and the scenes and sounds in the field were all in his eyes and ears, and infinite information poured into his mind.

"It seems that all the Tianjiao came prepared. It is necessary to recruit all talents in civil and military affairs into the land of China and China. Prince Huang Xiao said with emotion.

"This competition is not ordinary!"

"No book is not a talent, no painting is not angry, Chinese civilization, civil and military all-round talent is the best in the world! Today, we will make ink strokes, integrate literary and painting skills, and martial arts, and have a competition. ”

Drawing the devil's pen, Luo Tianyi jumped out first. Come to center stage.

"In the first literary competition, I will draw the true legend of the devil and offer the ugly, and the skill fight will paint the art and martial arts!"

"This Chinese dynasty is to take the opportunity of the new generation of heroes to recruit talents from all over the world, show their talents, and publicize the art of martial arts. What a big deal. The Silk Road of the Western Regions sighed and watched the reserve heir of the painting demon appear.

"This will not appear millions of years ago, when the painting demon was born and ruled the world with brush magic!"

"At that time, at the banquet of the heroes, the demons fought, and thousands of heroes attacked the painting demons, and were demonized by the illusion of the "East Temple of the Demons Hongmen Banquet" painted by the painting demons, and dominated the Kunlun altar with the power of one person."

"It was a million years, the most glorious time in the demon world, so that many capable people and strangers changed their magic and illusions, and the demon sect was prosperous for a while, and a large number of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods gathered to cultivate demons and become immortals."

"Hey! Once the scenery was not there, countless heroes echoed between heaven and earth and the undead! ”

"Look, the Void Treasure Technique, holding up a hundred-meter picture scroll, and drawing a magic pen?"

"No, it's actually an artifact of writing inscription runes, really, really? Look at it quickly, Tianjiao's heroic demeanor, pen and ink totem, sea of clouds and flying immortals. ”

"Haha, ghost, what a ghost, look, look, draw me vividly, this is clearly to draw the ten heroes who participated in the Tianjiao banquet in it!"

"Look, this majestic Kunlun Mountain, as well as this temple clouds, are as real as they are, wonderful."

"The combination of typical Western oil painting and Chinese ink painting techniques is really airway."

"Look, haha, the sword god portrayed by Huashan Divine Sword Hua Xingchen is one, cow!"

Hua Xingchen on the central stage smiled arrogantly and went directly to the stage to dance the sword.

"I'll put the icing on the cake and dance Huashan swordsmanship for the painting brother, and show skills to add Yaxing to Hecai."

"Good!" Prince Hua took the lead in applauding and applauding.

"I also present a song "Song of the Heart of Gods and Demons"" I saw the little saint of the Heavenly Demon Demon Sect, the Nine Fox Elves, holding the six-string magic piano in her hand, hallucinating pleasure and hallucinations, and magic spells, as if she wanted to enchant every guest present.

Dongshen stared at the six-string magic qin in surprise, this is the famous song of "Yeqin One" (Ye Tianyi), no, it is definitely a high-imitation six-string magic qin, and the smelting technology is not ordinary.

"I have a piano, a sword, and a painting, but can I really do without calligraphy?" Zhongzhou's magic pen Ma Liang jumped directly on the stage, scribbled with a pen, and directly wrote "Kunlun Tianjiao Banquet", the words imply the law of heaven, the art and beauty of the golden pen, the five-character avenue is radiant, inlaid with jade sandalwood frame, and flies directly to the center of the Jinluan Treasure Palace.

"What qualifications do you have to engrave such inferior calligraphy on the Kunlun Temple!"

With an arrow step, he directly vaporized and dissipated the rivets with a dart, only to see the banner and plaque hanging directly in the air.

"Bold!"

The magic pen Ma Liang shines brightly, and one after another phosgene shoots directly at the face of the Holy Son of the Tang Sect, wanting to give the Tang family a dismount.

The black qi rushed forward to block the five golden lights, followed by the three black lights, and directly forced the magic pen Ma Liang back to his seat.

"Martial arts, art exchanges, point to point, point to point!"

The two are on par, and no one can help anyone.

"Thank you, Brother Ma Liang, I will accept Mobao first on behalf of Huaxia. Tang Gongzi is welcome to participate in the martial arts competition. Prince Hua spoke, and it was temporarily over.

"Huashan swordsmanship is the first in the world, and it is worthy of being the first day of Huashan's sword! Huashan will rise! ”

"Fart! What kind of martial arts dare to perform on Kunlun Mountain, and embroider legs with fists, but it doesn't work! ”

Pei Yujian of the Divine Sword Sword Zhuang directly criticized a sword qi, and the sword momentum approached Hua Xingchen.

With the potential as the tip of the sword, the eyes as the pinnacle of the qi, the unity of heaven, earth and man, there are no gorgeous tricks, and there is no exquisite dragon flying and phoenix dance moves of the Huashan faction.

Flat out of a sword, the sword will be a hundred meters of sword, and the tip of the sword is a little red.

With one move, the tip of Hua Xingchen's throat was broken.

"Is Huashan Sword just like that?"

Huashan Erjie Hua Chunyu stared at the stagnant scene and was stunned.

Pei Yu's two fingers had been closed, and the gasification sword disappeared in an instant, and that drop of blood slowly fell on the stage.

"Smack!"

"Good!" Thunderous applause.

"Niu, what a master."

"Look, look, I'm done painting ghosts."

I saw the magic pen dotting blood, coagulating blood beads on my fingers, dripping and grinding.

The tip of the pen is golden, the inscription is possessed, and the spirit rune is the eye.

The 100-meter mountain and river map of "Huaxia Kunlun Tianjiao Banquet" appeared in the air, and the song "Heart Song of Gods and Demons" suddenly stopped.

Rays of light flew by, and the hundred-meter spirit rune formation stood out.

"Such a powerful formation, directly controlling the entire aura, suppressing every Tianjiao out of breath."

"Smack!"

A slap in the face rang out.

The five-finger red mark was directly on Pei Yujian's face.

With a stroke of the painting devil's pen, he rubbed the anthurium seal onto Pei Yujian's face in the Tianjiao picture.

With a blushing face, he sat down quietly and said no more.

Half of the more than 500 Tianjiao are still immersed in the "Song of the Gods and Demons", thinking day and night, dreaming, hallucinating, auditory hallucinations, and hallucinating people.

The Illusory Divine Comedy is enough to laugh at the world.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ......The audience stood up and applauded the painting of the devil, and Prince Hua got up and took the cup, walked to the center of the stage, toasted a glass of wine to the painting of the devil, and raised the wine glass himself, wanting to touch the wine with the ghost.

"! All of them are done! Okay, good, genius, genius......"

Tianjiao present all took a cup and drank it quickly, and Prince Hua did it all.

Watching the painting of the devil before holding that glass of wine, did not move?

The audience was silent, and the ghost solemnly raised the wine glass.

Raise your hand to worship the sky, arm to the ground, sweep and wave, directly scatter the wine in the center of the stage, and directly throw the silver wine glass...

The audience was stunned...

"What's the situation?"

"Is he crazy?"

"Is there a mistake?"

The glass vanished...

"You don't deserve it!"

"You don't deserve it!"

The audience was in an uproar, what the situation.

"Give me back the life of the Demon Ancestor!!"

"Hahaha! You're all going to die today! ”

"Revive the splendor of my painting demon world for millions of years, haha!"

"Look at it, look at it, Tianjiao is ......"

I saw that the Tianjiao Diagram was fighting, and the 100-meter landscape map became a bloody Tianjiao death map. Every time a death scene is printed, there is a Tianjiao soul outside the picture.

"It's a curse, it's a curse!"

"It's magic, it's magic!"

"Run!"

"It's a magic formation, it's a demon-level killing formation."

"Look, look, "Tianjiao Tu" has evolved into a big altar..."

"Don't let it suck blood, otherwise the altar will be more powerful, hurry, hurry up and break the formation!"

"What kind of rotten formation, dare to spread wild in front of the formation sect?"

Lei Dianzi, the first holy son of the Formation Sect, directly sacrificed the inscription spirit rune scroll and threw it directly at the "Tianjiao Map", the fire was shining, thunder and lightning, and a burst of dark clouds were thick. The whole scene was messed up.

"This is a conspiracy, and it has been brewing for nearly a hundred years."

Lei Dianzi directly projected a ninth-level attack spirit rune to draw the devil, and at the same time, he sacrificed the thunder array magic plate, wanting to suppress the ghost talent.

The ghost smiled.

"That's all there is to show off."

A brush void drawing runes, inscription void weaving into a net, converging into a huge round ball net array, rushing towards the Thunder Palace.

"Danger!" The Demon Sect's Nine Fox Elves hurriedly played the "Song of the Gods and Demons' Hearts", and used the magnetic string waves of the Illusory Demon Heart Sutra to resist the array tennis sphere.

Temporarily suppressed the attack, and the Nine Fox Elves and Lei Dianzi stood side by side to temporarily suppress the waves of attacks of the Devil Talent. However, the 100-meter landscape painting of "Tianjiao Map" is still like a man-eating machine, constantly deducing spells, killing spells, attacking Tianjiao inside and outside the picture, as long as all the pictures become the target of attack.

"Good means. It's wonderful. Prince Huang smiled at Dongshen.

"It's quite ingenious, it was copied, and it took the initiative to be courteous and praised, which is really ridiculous."

Dongshen understands that this is the main family, and it's time to make a move!

"Yes, it's time! Otherwise, it's in vain! Hehe. ”

Dongshen looked at Prince Hua helpless, entangled by the formation, and he couldn't get out of himself, so he flew directly to the center of the stage.

"Good! I will do the same, you paint "100 meters of mountains and rivers - Chinese Kunlun Tianjiao Banquet", I will paint "100 changes Kunlun 10,000 kinds of open, smiling proud rivers and lakes in the world" thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. ”

The void paints, and the heavens and the earth are the brushes.

"Look, Dharma magic pen? No, that's the Buddha's magic pen, impossible. ”

Anything is possible, hehe. Dongshen is a firm believer in billions of years of 3D particle printing technology.

"Look, the picture scroll of 10,000 people is formed, so fast! Oh God. My mother. ”

As soon as Toshin opened the stagnation of time and space, he stopped time and painted the surreal Tianjiao gathering picture as quickly as possible, which was lifelike, and everyone's sweat pores were drawn, as if they were alive again.

"Activation, Yin and Yang Chaos Five Elements Seven Stars Big Dipper Bagua Array Totem, 8 billion cells run with all their might to live and die in their hearts, and at the same time ignite the fire of the cell soul, echoing with the space Seven Star Beidou Formation, guiding the power of the stars to resonate together, the heaven and the earth are full of colors, the sun and the moon and the stars are bright, with the East God One as the center, nine halos are conjured, and the power of the heart demon Dafa, sacrificial spells, and Buddha and demon beliefs are added."

"Okay, 10,000 meters of Kunlun 100 years of changes, 10,000 Tianjiao martial arts, 10,000 gods and demons, 10,000 divine soldiers, swords, swords, thunder and lightning."

"Activate the Seven Star Beidou Sword Formation! Kill, kill, kill! ”

"Look, look, 10,000 meters of Kunlun mountains and rivers, Kunlun Temple is full of brilliance, look, the injured Tianjiao is alive, haha. Divine diagram, this is divine diagram. ”

At this moment, the painting devil has just come to his senses.

"100 Meters of Mountains and Rivers - Huaxia Kunlun Tianjiao Banquet" was in flames, and was directly suppressed by "Kunlun Wanli Rivers and Mountains", the heart and blood pressure system, the seven souls were separated from the body, and the three spirits of heaven, earth and man were broken.

"Oh? It's actually a chaotic body, no wonder, the spiritual power is so good. ”

"Look, the god and demon qin actually flew into the sky. Around Dongshenyi's self-playing, listen, it is actually Ye Tianyi's "Smiling Proud Jianghu". ”

"Sure enough, it's you! Who else will be the Seven Star Beidou Sword Formation. ”

"Ten swords in one, one sword cuts Tianshan!"

A 10,000-zhang light saber rushed to the sky, directly from the painting devil Cai Tianling Gai, straight to the Baihui acupoint, the eight veins of the Qi Jing lifeline were broken, and the body was dissolved.

It's all over.

"Oh? I actually got into the painting, haha. It is a painting space, and it has become an independent small world. ”

The people outside the picture, looking at the people inside the picture, some are alive, and some are still the same.

"Haha, this is a divine artifact."

"Please get out!" A vivid girl invited all Tianjiao out of the picture scroll.

"Look, the sword in the picture scroll has a sword qi will? It's stronger than the mystery of my sword, no! Several swordsmen sat in front of the picture and began to learn the sword and cultivate.

Prince Hua was stunned.

"There's no need to compete for supremacy." Several ancestors and elders of Huaxia stood up and saluted Dongshenyi and Huang Taizi.

"We will summarize the relevant situation and report it to the Emperor, and according to the top of the Tianjiao list, we will canonize the Donglan Kingdom as a vassal state, expand the territory, and the veins of the Western Regions. A month later, please go to the Huaxia Dynasty to receive the reward. ”

Everything was over, and the Tianjiao feast ended in a hurry in a sudden battle for hegemony.

Dongshenyi, the "Hundred Varieties of Kunlun Ten Thousand Kinds of Open, Smiling Proud of the World of Rivers and Lakes" donated to the Kunlun Temple, so far this painting, should be the artifact to become the treasure of the town hall for ten thousand years, there is no one, only one.

At the same time, in Donglan Kingdom, far away in the middle of the Tianshan Mountains, the epidemic has been suppressed, all people are immunized, and patients have gradually begun to receive efficient symptomatic treatment and are rapidly recovering. Donglan has also carried out necessary treatment and prevention for the surrounding area and state assistance, and everything is proceeding smoothly according to plan.