After walking for about a kilometer, we came to the edge of a large river with fine ripples.

A middle-aged man with a full beard, holding a grilled fish in his left hand and a paintbrush in his right hand, was drawing something.

"The predecessor of the painting king, the new master, has come to participate in the assessment." Xuan'er gave a salute and said gently.

The painting Wang Meng looked up in surprise.

"Is there really someone who has passed the dead pervert level of the book fairy? This is the first time that Wonderland has existed, right? ”

The painting king looked Mo Lingfeng up and down, as if he wanted to see what was different about those who could pass the level of the book immortal.

"Junior Mo Lingfeng, I have seen the predecessor of the painting king!" How smart Mo Lingfeng is, it can be seen from his words that this painting king is a straightforward person.

The more you respect such a person, the more he will respect you.

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Lingfeng spoke, the painting king hurriedly owed a debt.

"Xiaoyou is polite, come and come, come and eat fish together." The king of painting warmly invited.

"Haha, then the junior is welcome." Mo Lingfeng walked over, took a fish from the grill, and took a big bite of it.

Seeing that Mo Lingfeng behaved down-to-earth and generous, the king of painting had a better impression of Mo Lingfeng.

"Huh?" As soon as the fish meat was in his mouth, Mo Lingfeng suddenly felt that something was wrong.

A subtle air flow appeared in the body out of thin air, fusing with his own aura.

After fusing the aura, the cultivation actually strengthened to a certain extent.

"This fish is not simple!" Mo Lingfeng said secretly.

However, time is of the essence.

After Mo Lingfeng finished eating the fish, he said respectfully to the painting king: "The senior of the painting king, you also know that the juniors are here for the assessment, and now there is not much time left, please ask the seniors to do the questions!"

"Haha, it's easy to say, I'm not embarrassed Xiaoyou, just give me a portrait, as long as there is a seventy percent similarity." The painter waved the grilled fish at Mo Lingfeng.

"Seventy percent?" Mo Lingfeng sweated wildly.

How can I draw, I have nothing to do and practice sketching for a year, and now I have forgotten it.

No way, let's catch the ducks on the shelves.

Looking around, there is no paper or pencil, and the brush itself can't be used, how is this good?

Seeing that the time was approaching, Mo Lingfeng was anxious.

"Huh? Pregnant! ”

Suddenly, Mo Lingfeng took out a piece of black charcoal from under the grill.

Looking around, Mo Lingfeng walked towards a white stone wall not far away.

"Huh?" Painting King and Xuan'er didn't know what Mo Lingfeng was going to do, and they all looked over with curiosity.

Mo Lingfeng walked to the stone wall and stared back at the painting king for a long time.

Then, turning his head, he used black charcoal instead of a pencil and drew on the stone wall.

Whew......

In a few moments, the shape of a head was outlined.

"Huh? Interesting, which way is this? The painting king's eyes lit up, and he watched Mo Lingfeng paint with interest.

Mo Lingfeng drew a few strokes, then looked at the painting king, and at the same time sighed in his heart, I was really rusty, my sketching level was a little successful at the beginning!

On the painting king's side, as the portrait on the wall gradually took shape, he had already thrown the grilled fish aside, ran behind Mo Lingfeng, and watched Mo Lingfeng paint carefully.

After a while, Mo Lingfeng finally completed the bust sketch of the painting king.

Throwing the black charcoal in his hand, Mo Lingfeng sighed.

It's finally done, although I'm still not satisfied, but I've reached my highest level of seven or eight.

Okay, that's it.

Turning his head, he was ready to let the painting king take a look.

When he turned around, he was startled by Mo Lingfeng.

I saw the painting king rubbing his hands constantly, smiling cheaply, staring at himself with green eyes, just like staring at a woman.

Mo Lingfeng was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped back a step.

"Well, little brother, what kind of first-class painting method do you have? It's so amazing! Like a child, the painting king found his beloved toy and asked Mo Lingfeng.

"It's a sketch, and it's my own way of drawing." Mo Lingfeng said with a smug face.

"What? It was actually invented by the little brother! The painting king was shocked.

"Oh, the little brother is really a genius! Although this kind of sketch is simple, it can portray the characters vividly, which is really amazing! ”

The painting king looked at Mo Lingfeng's paintings and was full of praise.

Seeing that the painting king didn't mention the assessment for a long time, Mo Lingfeng couldn't help it.

"Ahem...... That painting king senior, my fourth level, is it considered to be passed. ”

"Huh?" The painting king was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "Count, it must be counted, I passed this level, oops, this sketch is really amazing." ”

Yes! Mo Lingfeng jumped so high with joy!

I finally passed the test, not only did I save my life, but I didn't have to worry about living a lifetime in the painting.

Ignoring the painting king who kept admiring in front of the wall, Mo Lingfeng asked Xuan'er, "Xuan'er, can I go out now?"

"Yes, master, please come with me." Xuan'er brought Mo Lingfeng to a stone tablet more than one person high.

Mo Lingfeng looked fixedly, and there were four big red characters engraved on the stone tablet with a seal: Taoyuan Wonderland.

"Master, this is the Realm Soul Monument of the Wonderland, which can control everything in the entire Wonderland." Xuan'er introduced to Mo Lingfeng.

"Oh? How to control? ”

"The master has passed the assessment, and the Boundary Soul Monument has been known, and the master only needs to stick his palm on the Boundary Soul Monument."

Mo Lingfeng put his hand on it as Xuan'er said.

"Buzz!" A bright light flashed.

The Boundary Soul Monument actually disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment, it appeared in Mo Lingfeng's mind.

Mo Lingfeng suddenly felt that he and the Realm Soul Monument actually had a feeling of blood connection, as if it was his own hands and feet.

At the same time, the whole fairyland was in his mind, extremely familiar, as if he was born with it.

At the same time, as soon as his mind moved, everything in the fairyland was under his control, including the four friends of the cold mountain before.

Mo Lingfeng had a feeling that as long as he had a thought, he could make any one of the four friends of Hanshan disappear in this world.

"It's too strong!" Mo Lingfeng felt that he had really picked up a treasure this time.

"Xuan'er, I'm going out."

Xuan'er's expression suddenly became extremely lonely and sad.

"Master, will you be like the first master, once you go and never come again?"

"Haha, how could it be, I'll be back often." Such a good place, Mo Lingfeng is reluctant not to come back.

"Really? The slave waits for her master's return. Xuan'er gave Mo Lingfeng a salute.

"Well, I'll bring you something good next time." After speaking, Mo Lingfeng's figure disappeared out of thin air.