At the door of Wang's house.

Walking slowly with a pair of panda-eyed royal winds.

The servant guarding the door stepped forward to greet him: "Young Master, you come back."

"Zhoutong".

"The little ones are in".

"Go to a calligraphy and painting workshop and tell Master Li, and tell him to prepare a stack of white paper, at least 100 sheets, each one nine inches long and seven inches wide, all of the same size, and send it as soon as it is cut, I will be of great use," Zhao Zhao instructed.

"Yes, the little ones will go."

Although Zhou Tong didn't understand what the young master wanted to do, the experience of his perennial servant career told him that there were many things, don't ask, just do it.

Zhao Zhao nodded with satisfaction and entered the gate.

After Zhou Tonggong sent Zhao Zhao into the door, he turned around and went to the stable, untied his horse, and galloped towards the outside of Chang'an City.

Back to your own yard.

The corners of Wang Daofeng's mouth twitched, and he was helpless and couldn't vent, so he could only look up at the sky with panda eyes at a forty-five degree angle, where to be in a daze.

My teacher is an extraterrestrial demon.

Oh, my God.

What's going on!

If it is known that I am mixed with the evil demons, I am afraid that I will be eliminated by the people who do good things.

Inner world.

Zhao Zhao reclined on the black lotus, took a ball of black gas and turned it into a mochi and put it in his mouth, where to chew with a disgusted expression, and at the same time the sound transmission Wang Daofeng comforted:

"Don't be afraid, it's hard to tell you now that the teacher is covering you, but you just need to know that your master and I have a good background."

"Master, let's talk about it, so I feel at ease."

"Hehe, don't say it, don't say it, you'll naturally know when you should know it in the future," Zhao Zhao refused.

He was afraid of the royal wind's pride.

Saint disciple grandson, what a noble identity, there are not many people in heaven and earth who can control themselves without being arrogant.

Think about how lawless and unscrupulous the disciples were back then, and there was no one in their eyes.

If Wang Daofeng is like this, and provokes the teacher Luo Hu before the incident, of course he is fine, and Wang Daofeng may be slapped to death.

After all, Wang Daofeng was not recognized by Rahu.

For the sake of Wang Daofeng's life, it is better to hide it first.

An hour later.

Zhou Tong walked in with the head of the workshop, Li Rong, a middle-aged man with a neat description, who was the framer of the workshop, Li Rong.

Arrived with two of them, along with a hundred blank sheets of paper.

"Young Master, do you want to paint?

But why did you cut the white paper to this size, which is different from the size of the paintings on the market," Li Rong asked curiously.

Wang Daofeng took over a stack of white paper that was not too thick, and said with a smile: "What to do, hehe, you don't need to know now, you will naturally know later."

Wait outside, there's a place for you later."

"Yes, young master".

"Yes".

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Bring the paper into the house.

Zhao Zhao, who had been waiting for a long time, flew out of the body of the Yuan God Black Lotus and landed on one side and stood in the air.

With a wave of his hand, the mana wrapped the white paper in Wang Daofeng's hand, cut off the tied strings, and the white papers flew up and hung in the air, forming a white paper wall.

"Apprentice, next for the teacher to let you see the true meaning of the way of comics, I think with your talent, after reading it once, you should be able to suddenly open up."

Wang Daofeng swallowed his saliva, his eyes staring at the scroll and not daring to relax.

The Way of Comics.

What kind of subtle method would it be to be able to become the existence of the Holy Dao in the teacher's mouth, which is stronger than the way of painting and calligraphy that he studied?

What's the difference with his three years of study?

Where his own shortcomings were, and what were the differences, he wanted to know very much at this moment.

Zhao Zhao turned his head and glanced at Wang Daofeng.

Seeing that he was looking at the scroll intently, he nodded slightly.

There are a lot of thoughts in my head.

Which one to choose?

Suddenly, he thought that since the teacher asked him to do things, let's choose a book that can do things.

"Go".

With a lift of his hand, the primordial god black lotus under his feet bloomed, guiding out Zhao Zhao's inner memory picture, turning into a beam of spiritual light projected on the first white paper in the upper left corner of the white paper wall.

These white papers are all A4 paper sizes.

This is Zhao Zhao's order.

Lingguang carried his memories and imprinted them on the white paper, printing a complete picture from top to bottom.

On the screen, it is an image of a super heroic young man wearing armor, holding a divine sword, kneeling on one knee, and lunging.

At the same time, the comic book title also appears on it.

"Divine Soldier Xuanqi"

Four large characters are clearly visible.

Wang Daofeng looked stunned, what kind of painting is this, the brushstrokes are angular and angular, and the characters are so realistic.

It's just that the line outline can reflect the change of light and shadow between black and white, and what kind of pen is used.

It's definitely not a brush, and a brush can't draw such a hard line.

Countless questions piled up and poured into his brain, and Wang Daofeng's existing knowledge could not be answered.

The anxiety in his heart made him want to ask questions, but he couldn't help it, so he could only scratch his ears and cheeks and continue to read.

Zhao Zhao looked at the painting rubbed from his memory, nodded slightly, there was no distortion, it was simply the same, and even better than the original picture quality.

So go ahead.

The light shifted, and the second image was imprinted on the second blank paper.

It's different from the first one.

This picture is in color.

Two new characters have emerged.

One is the great god Nuwa, who has a human body and a snake tail, full of snake hair, and holds the emerald green divine soldier Tianjing, and there is a narrator next to him to explain the origin of the divine soldier.

[The god of gods, the mother of the common people, the greatest merit is to forge the five-colored stone to repair the blue sky in time and save the earth from the brink of extinction. When she was eight million years old, there were strange demons in the earth, and she did endless evil, and Nuwa used the essence of colored stones to cast the [Tianjing] divine sword to eliminate the demons and calm the world.

The other character is the evil spirit lord Rakshasa who is full of evil spirits, burly, and holds a divine weapon to devour the soul, and there is a narrator next to him to explain the origin of the divine soldier.

[The lord of the evil spirits of the West, in charge of the abyss of the underworld and all evils, Nuwa wants to enter the earth after her death, and the gods will stop her. Rakshasa holds the [Soul Eater] in his hand, and the evil energy is huge, and countless heavenly god battles will be destroyed. The Jade Emperor drove the expedition in person, sent his daughter to deceive and reconcile, broke the [Soul Devourer] into three sections, imprisoned the Rakshasa in the Nine Shadows, and suffered for thousands of years......]

Then comes the third painting.

There are also two figures on the painting.

The first is the Yellow Emperor and his divine soldier Taixu Divine Wheel, and the Divine Soldier Annotation.

[At the beginning of the Earth God Emperor, he was ordered by Nuwa to conquer the barbarians on the earth and educate all the people. In the final decisive battle, Chi You, trapped in the ninefold mist, fortunately with the help of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, he used the refined copper of the north and south to refine the [Taixu] Divine Wheel, and defeated Chi You]

The second is Chi You and his Divine Soldier Tiger Sword, as well as the origin annotation.

[The head of the barbarians on the ground, fierce and violent, killing people and eating, plundering and killing everywhere in order to expand his power, and was later defeated by the Yellow Emperor and retreated to chase the deer. Even foreign objects outside the sky, in order to refine into peerless divine soldiers, they did not hesitate to kill their fathers and mothers, slaughtered their relatives and children, and refined fire with their bones, and finally got the help of the mount Tianhu, and swallowed the foreign body to cast the [Tiger Spirit] Divine Knife]

…………

Grunt!

Wang Daofeng saw the content of the painting, swallowed his saliva in horror, turned his head to look at Zhao Zhaotong and knelt down.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over.

blasphemed the saints, slandered the Jade Emperor, distorted the history of the human emperor, and eliminated the great god of the soldier from the ranks of the human race.

No, master, please expel me out of the door, and don't take the apprentice with you if you look for death, the apprentice is innocent."

"And this kind of good thing, hahaha, let the gods punish it more violently."

Zhao Zhao was overjoyed, with a fearless expression, where did he laugh, as for what Wang Daofeng said, he directly passed by the wind in his ears.

At the same time, Zhao Zhao secretly said in his heart.

If it really alarmed the saints, it would definitely be a big deal.

Isn't this just a matter of the teacher's wishes, and when the teacher is satisfied, he will be able to be liberated and return to the Heavenly Demon Realm to cultivate with peace of mind.

It seems to have fulfilled the words of Wang Daofeng.

A boundless domineering and ferocious will broke through the sky and suddenly descended on the house, and the operation of all time and space came to an abrupt end and froze in an instant.