Chapter 31: Balance of Shen Yun

The man who came was dressed in a sky-blue robe, his beard was white, his eyes were deep, and his face was cold and serious.

"Curator Liu!"

"Hello Curator Liu!"

Suddenly, everyone saluted.

The person who came was the curator of this gallery.

"Director Liu, I met an ignorant fanatic who actually criticized Master Song Gongming's works as mediocre and lacking in charm!" Qiu Chuyuan sneered.

Curator Liu's face changed, his cold face became even colder, he glanced at Qin Hong, and said, "Young man, did you say that Master Song's paintings lack charm and are mediocre?"

Although he knew that Qiu Chuyuan had already added fuel and vinegar to this sentence, Qin Hong still nodded.

"Very good, young man, give you a chance to prove that what you said is correct, otherwise my Tianpin Painting Gallery will punish you severely!" said Director Liu's white beard trembled.

"Why do I want to prove it to you?" Qin Hong glanced at Director Liu with disdain and asked, "Song Gongming is not here?"

"You want to see Master Song, what are you, you want to see Master Song too?" Qiu Chuyuan sneered.

"That's right, he really thinks he is a character, and he still wants to see Master Song!"

"It's really ridiculous, how can Master Song be a garbage like him who can see it whenever he wants?"

"Young man, this is not a place for you to mess around, if you are unreasonable, I will make you lose face!"

Qin Hong shook his head helplessly, he even felt that many people were already full of hostility towards him, if it weren't for this occasion, someone would even be going to make a move on him.

"Okay, you tell me, how can I prove it? Is it to be able to get news of Song Gongming?" Qin Hong shrugged his shoulders and asked.

"Since you say that Master Song's paintings lack charm and are mediocre, then you can make a non-mediocre painting and take a look!" Director Liu sneered.

"Oh, painting?" Qin Hong looked stunned.

"What's wrong, scared?" Director Liu sneered again.

"Okay! put pen and ink on paper!" Qin Hong waved his hand.

In Qin Hong's view, painting is to complete the description of reality through artistic techniques, if it can reflect a certain meaning expression in reality, it is a successful work, for the mysterious, it is not difficult to paint, but if you want to really make a good painting, you need to have a very high understanding of a certain artistic conception in reality.

And the best way to depict this mood is to portray Shen Yun into the work. In this regard, the stronger the divine sense, the more intelligent the portrayal of Shen Yun will be, which is like a Xuan King's perception of the Shen Yun of the Heavenly Dao is higher than that of the Shang Xuanzong, at least in principle.

"I want to see how this kid is making a fool of himself!" Qiu Chuyuan clasped his hands and stood aside.

"That arrogant guy is still beating his swollen face and becoming fat, I'll see how long he can hold on!"

"A nobody, who dares to challenge Master Song, is simply self-defeating!"

There were endless discussions all around, but they all stood on the opposite side of Qin Hong, Qin Hong at this time was an ignorant fanatic who didn't know the height of the sky.

Soon, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were taken up.

Qin Hong didn't lift the pen, but took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Don't waste your time if you can't draw......"

"Hurry up, do you think you won't show your stuff if you delay it?"

Qin Hong ignored the urging words of these people, and a lonely picture appeared in his mind.

A prodigal son dressed in white, a black horse, a person wrapped in a black robe, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of snow, the sky and the earth are frozen, wrapped in silver, the road ahead is full, and the end of the world is endless......

Qin Hong let out a long breath, suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light burst out from his eyes. His right hand, holding the pen quickly, kept moving on the paper.

Qin Hong's speed made everyone dumbfounded, but it also contained deep ridicule, because Qin Hong's speed of moving the pen was too fast.

But the voices of doubt around him gradually subsided, and the hostile mood of the crowd began to quietly change.

On Qin Hong's body, there was a sharp momentum, which was completely different from the introverted just now, this feeling was like telling everyone that Qin Hong at this time was the master of this moment, everything about him was unstoppable, and his every move was the will of God.

At the same time, at the end of Qin Hong's pen, the painting coupon has begun to take shape, and a huge aura emanates from the scroll, making people feel extremely shocked and extremely agitated in their hearts.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of miles of ice, the end of the world, the road ahead is boundless!

Dressed in a white robe, you can see from afar, thousands of mountains, ice and snow at dusk.

The pen in Qin Hong's hand still didn't stop, he was painting the snowflakes floating in the air, and the cold wind blowing in his face.

Suddenly, everyone felt a wave of coldness coming, as if the world around them suddenly began to snow, and when Qin Hong was sketching the wind, a cold wind blew in the Tianpin Painting Gallery.

"It's cold!"

"What a wind!"

Everyone unconsciously tightened their clothes, as if a cold wind was really blowing in the hall.

"Look, it's really snowing outside!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Is it snowing? It's really snowing."

"Oh my God, it's still October, why is it snowing?"

"It must be that painting, that painting hooked the charm of heaven and earth and caused heavy snow in the sky!"

At this time, no one had the slightest suspicion of Qin Hong anymore, and they were all in deep shock, and no one even remembered that they were still sneering at Qin Hong just now.

"Whew!"

Qin Hong let out a long breath and put down the ink pen in his hand.

There were bursts of fine light on that painting, and even Qin Hong had the illusion that the whole painting was about to burn.

Qin Hong suddenly thought that when he saw Gongsun Hong painting, the whole piece of painting paper suddenly spontaneously combusted for no reason, and Gongsun Hong sighed helplessly at that time. At that time, Qin Hong didn't know why, but now that he thinks about it, he can't help but suddenly realize.

It turns out that this piece of paper carries the charm of heaven and earth, if the understanding of the charm of heaven and earth is not enough, the charm of the painting is not complete, it is extremely unstable, which causes spontaneous combustion of white paper, which is like carrying water, if it is half a bucket of water, it will continue to flow out, and slowly a bucket of water, but will live firmly in the bucket.

"If the divine sense is not strong enough, and the understanding of the divine charm of heaven and earth is not enough, it is naturally impossible to make a complete divine charm, then the divine charm on the white paper is extremely unbalanced, which will cause the white paper to spontaneously combust! Therefore, the picture scroll just has spiritual power fluctuating, and even communicates with heaven and earth, causing heavy snow to fall in the sky......" Qin Hong said secretly.

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