"What kind of vision is it?" An elder asked curiously.

Palace Master Zhao looked at Shen Fei with a little more awe in his expression, this was the first time he had such feelings for his juniors.

"That painting, what we expect is the world is the same, right?"

Shen Fei heard this and nodded.

Guernica is an anti-war painting that depicts the brutality of the battlefield

with human despair.

It is said that it is expected that the world will be the same, and it is not wrong.

This Zhao Palace Master is not from his own world, and he has never been exposed to this kind of painting at all, and being able to understand this point really makes Shen Fei a little surprised and admired.

Palace Lord Zhao slowly looked into the air, as if he was reminiscing, with a look of fear.

"The vision in the painting, the sky and the earth are dim, the sun and the moon are dark, the war is four times, the ripples of the Taoism are vibrating everywhere, the nine and ten places are broken, and the brilliance of human nature is also broken in a moment......"

The Lord of the Zhao Palace told the terrifying vision, and everyone couldn't help but feel furious and frightened just by hearing it.

I didn't expect there to be such a mystery hidden in this painting.

"Hey, Elder, why do you bother? In order to understand this painting, now the origin is injured and it is difficult to recover! ”

One elder said with a little regret.

The palace master of Zhao is now in old health, and his recovery ability has already entered the past, and now that the origin is injured, his lifespan will be greatly reduced.

No one doesn't want to live a little longer, not even their own.

And Palace Master Zhao didn't speak, just smiled.

Shen Fei suddenly spoke:

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and they were even more amazed when they silently tasted this sentence in their hearts.

"I got the answer in the morning, and I was satisfied to die in the evening!" Some elders translated this sentence according to their own understanding, and their expressions were awe-inspiring.

"This is the true spirit of curiosity!" Someone exclaimed.

Many students in the audience couldn't help but bow their heads in shame.

In order to be in the limelight, he is messing around in a bunch of people who are really seeking knowledge

said that he was like a clown jumping off the beam.

Shen Fei flicked his palm, and a black hole suddenly appeared in the void.

There is endless chaos hidden in the black hole.

A ray of light flew out of it and landed on Shen Fei's palm.

The light dissipated, and a mellow and fragrant elixir appeared in front of everyone.

"Elder Zhao, this is the Nine Rank Source God Nourishing Pill, the younger generation is careful!"

Shen Fei stepped forward and gave out his own elixir.

He is not the kind of boy who scatters wealth, after all, the Nine Rank Pill is a rare treasure, of course, this is for others, except for Shen Fei.

He was just moved by the spirit of the palace master Zhao who sacrificed his life to seek knowledge, and he really understood part of the content of his paintings.

There is a sense that a confidant is hard to find, and a hero cherishes each other.

After all, in his previous life, he was a famous master of success, and he also belonged to the literary world.

Of course, this is just Shen Fei's self-feeling.

Palace Lord Zhao looked at Chen Tianmu with a moved expression, he needed this elixir very much.

He knew that Shen Fei had given away the Holy Rank Pill yesterday, and this Nine Rank Pill should be nothing to him.

So I didn't pretend anymore and accepted it directly, but I kept this kindness in mind.

"Old man, thank you Chen Huasheng!"

He didn't call Chen Xiaoyou, but directly called Chen Huasheng, which has already shown his attitude that he is not as good as him, he is the real painting saint!

On the one hand, it is kindness, but more importantly, it is to be impressed by the abyss of his paintings.

I'm afraid that no one in the entire Canglan Continent will be able to understand it thoroughly.

Afterwards, the entire Wenqu Academy was completely boiling.

Shen Fei first entered the Academy of Literature and Opera, and successively became a saint of piano and painting, such deeds are simply terrifying.

Young people like these young and frivolous bloody stories, but Shen Fei is simply a myth!

The monks who came to take the holy examination were also cheering.

is worthy of being the first person in Tianjiao, so special to give the monks a long face!

This time, they were able to raise their eyebrows by relying on Shen Fei alone.

On that day, Shen Fei's portrait went viral in the academy, and the disciples of Danqing Palace also took this opportunity to make a lot of money.

Countless people hung Shen Fei's portrait in the dormitory, and even Sage Kong didn't worship anymore, but worshiped Shen Fei!

There are also many talented women who are secretly sad at Shen Fei's portrait, and have a sense of depressed sadness, sad all day long, and don't think about tea and dinner.

Literati and writers have always liked this tone.

Late at night, somewhere in the depths of Wenqu Academy, there was a galaxy array.

An elegant young man sat cross-legged, with a handsome face and a dusty temperament, and a pair of indifferent eyes with a magnificent ambition hidden in the depths.

This person is Su Moran!

Outsiders compared him to Shen Fei, but he didn't care at all.

A phantus appeared in the air, it was Shen Fei's painting "Guernica" today, but this was a projection.

He looked at the painting in front of him, curious, and then frowned slightly.

But soon, the brows were stretched, and the handsome face showed an indifferent smile, and the temperament was detached.

There is poetry and books in the belly, and this is probably what he said.

"Yes, the world deserves to call Chen Yaoyang a unicorn, and there is really something extraordinary!"

He understood the painting, in a short time!

Su Moran did not shy away from praising Shen Fei, but even if he understood it, he was only amazed by this form of expression, and he still didn't feel any threat.

This is because of the desire in his heart and even the immortal realm, what can the unicorn of the immortal realm do?

Early the next morning, Shen Fei continued to go to a place where there were many others to "find fault"

Let's see if I can get the recognition of Wenqu Xingchen again and become a saint again.

For others, a "holy" title is a lifelong pursuit that requires dedication.

As for Shen Fei, he only needs to provoke and scold.

However, finding scolding is not an easy task either.

He found that everyone knew himself inexplicably, and they were all very respectful to themselves, and their expressions were more doggy than licking dogs.

All of this is thanks to the disciples of Danqing Palace working overtime overnight to drive out hundreds of thousands of portraits of Shen Fei.

Right now. Even if Shen Fei gave the other party a big mouth, the other party would think that this was so-and-so

A hint that in reminding yourself, maybe some kind of chance is hidden in the palm print.

"Damn, how do I pretend to be forced by this?"

"Everyone is a literati, is it okay to have a little backbone?"

Helpless, Shen Fei could only return to the dormitory alone and wait for tomorrow's holy exam with peace of mind.

Early the next morning, this holy examination officially began!

The forces of all sides have arrived, and all the sects have gathered, and the momentum is huge.

Four Holy Lands, one dynasty, and thirty-six super-first-class forces, seventy-two super dynasties all brought their own disciples to participate.

For such a grand event, there is only the holy examination of the Wenqu Academy.

Countless strong people stayed in the stands, watching the crowd compete for glory and a hundred flowers blooming.

Millions of candidates are huge, and each of them is well-known and worthy of the word genius.

There was a literati talent, a scholar from a top scholarly family, a gifted and powerful monk, and all kinds of people gathered in order to pass the holy examination.