Kwai Yangzi accepted the spar with some embarrassment: "Master Jiang is really knowledgeable, and I will bow to the wind." ”

"Brother Jiang is awesome!" said Lian Ying, a little girl in the audience, cheered enthusiastically.

The guy Stella smiled: "This kid really has two brushes, amazing!"

Kwai Yangzi didn't say anything like two wins in three games, he felt that he was simply humiliated by Jiang Tianshi in front of him, and now the faces of the young alchemists behind him have not eased.

was nakedly crushed, and he actually asked Shi Yan to set up a high platform in this square, which was simply humiliating.

Yoko Aoi took out another picture scroll from her storage bag.

Both on and off the stage looked at Aoi Yoko curiously, not knowing what he meant by taking out a scroll of paintings.

Kwai Yangzi shook with one hand, and the scroll in his hand rose in the wind, becoming more than a foot wide, and then slowly unfolded in the air, a huge blurred landscape map unfolded in front of everyone's eyes, there seemed to be a scene, and there seemed to be people, but the whole was vague and blurry, and it was not real.

Everyone looks at this vague landscape map and is a little confused.

Kwai Yangzi didn't let everyone wait for a long time, and said directly: "This landscape is a treasure that I got by accident, but it has no other effect. Senior Brother Cai, please come over and do me a favor, hold this side of the scroll, and slowly inject spiritual sense. ”

A short and fat young man stepped forward, and according to Aoi Yoko's words, he grabbed one side of the scroll and slowly injected spiritual power.

I saw that the originally very vague picture scroll became clearer and clearer with the injection of the spiritual consciousness of the young man surnamed Cai, and you could see the distant mountains like daisies, and a small stream slowly extending from the mountain stream to a small village, and there seemed to be a city-state in the distance behind the small village.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but be in an uproar, this baby is a little interesting.

"As you can see, with the deepening of the spiritual sense, the picture will gradually become clearer, and the stronger the spiritual sense, the more detailed the control, the more vivid the picture will be. As long as you look at the changes in the picture, you can judge the strength of the monk's spiritual sense. Master Jiang, how about we use this picture scroll to compare the strength of our spiritual sense?"

Jiang Tianshi looked at this picture scroll with interest, and happily agreed, which was a bit interesting.

Kwai Yangzi turned around and looked at the Danmeng disciple behind him: "Brother Mu, how about representing us in this game?"

"Okay!" A young man with a lofty instrument and a sword eyebrow stood up from the team, in the late stage of the Spirit Realm.

Chongjiang Tianshi hugged his fists: "In Xialongyang Mu Ziqian, he entered the fourth-order alchemist three years ago. ”

Jiang Tianshi was slightly stunned, and then he figured it out, this Mu Ziqian was probably taking a Danyang similar to the Zhuyan Pill, so maintaining the appearance of this young man, Kwai Yangzi respected him as a brother, and he was already not young.

In fact, this Mu Ziqian is also a celebrity, he has reached the late stage of the Spirit Realm in his sixties, and has reached the fourth-order alchemist. In the Mu family, he also has a transcendent status, and he has the position of an elder in the Danmeng like Jiang Tianshi.

Now I heard that there is a young man who is less than twenty years old and is actually on the same level as him, as Mu Ziqian, who has been considered a Dan Dao genius since he was a child, is not convinced. There were many alchemists around him who had similar thoughts to him.

And Mu Ziqian is most praised for his innate strong spiritual power, which is also the capital he has always been proud of.

Not to mention the alchemy skills, the strength of the light wheel's spiritual power, he is still above Kwai Yangzi, and he is the leading figure in the group of people in the Dan League.

Kwai Yangzi invited him to fight, and it was not without his sharp spirit to kill Jiang Tianshi.

At this time, everyone in the Dan League also put away their contempt for Jiang Tianshi and began to take it seriously. After all, if you still lose, you will really be slapped in the face when you come to the door, and the younger generation of alchemists will really be crushed by Jiang Tianshi in the future.

Originally, they also felt that Xiang Qingluo, the younger generation of the Danmeng side, was inexperienced, and lost to Jiang Tianshi without checking for a while. And most of them were fourth-order alchemists, at least thirty or forty years older than Xiang Qingluo, and they asked themselves that they should be able to crush Jiang Tianshi.

But from the current point of view, he still underestimated this young fourth-order alchemist after the old man Danqing.

Mu Ziqian stepped forward slowly, and hugged his fist at Jiang Tianshi: "Master Jiang, don't you just offer ugliness first, please ask Master Jiang for advice." ”

With that, he held the scroll with one hand, and his spiritual sense slowly entered the scroll.

The eyes of everyone in the audience lit up.

The scenery in the picture scroll becomes clearer and clearer, only to see the distant mountains such as Dai, the waterfall hangs directly, the layers are stacked, and a clear spring slowly flows down from the mountain stream, forming a stream in the near distance.

The stream widens to form a small river, in which a fisherman drives a flat boat and carries a basket on his back, and is casting a net to catch fish.

A few peasant girls by the stream were holding laundry pounds and pestles, and they seemed to be talking to each other.

Behind the girl, there was a mist in the forest, and there were several huts, and it seemed that smoke was rising, and they were cooking on the fire. In the distance, there seemed to be two porters driving a few donkeys towards the city in the distance.

As Mu Ziqian's spiritual sense continued to deepen, a city-state in the distance of the village gradually lit up. The outline of the city wall gradually became clear, and there seemed to be words carved on the city wall.

The structure of the city is orderly, with deep courtyards and alleys, green trees, dense population, and grain ships.

The most conspicuous is a waterway that runs from east to west, and next to the waterway is the main street of the city, with tall castle towers as the center, and houses on both sides are lined up one after another. There are many shops on both sides of the main street, and there seem to be tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, and public houses...... Hotels and teahouses are bustling with customers.

From time to time, there were exclamations from the audience, this picture was so beautiful, it was obviously from everyone's hands.

At the same time, I was also amazed that Mu Ziqian's spiritual sense could make this painting so lifelike.

Aoi Yangzi and the others nodded again and again, worthy of being regarded as the leaders of their group of young fourth-order alchemists, and their spiritual power was really extraordinary.

Mu Ziqian used a stick of incense, and the picture seemed to freeze, which is probably Mu Ziqian's limit.

Mu Ziqian collected his spiritual sense, and bowed his hand to Jiang Tianshi and the audience, obviously satisfied with his performance. He'd seen Aoi Yoko cover up the painting, and it wasn't as clear and clear as he is now.

He smiled slightly, and made a gesture of please to Jiang Tianshi.

Jiang Tianshi was also very interested in looking at this painting, tilting his head to look at the picture that had returned to a vague outline again, and felt that this painting was a little magical.

Jiang Tianshi held the painting scroll in his hand, and slowly injected spiritual sense like Mu Ziqian.

The picture lit up again, and the preface was the same as when Mu Ziqian had just begun to inject spiritual sense, and the picture gradually became clear. But the whole process is obviously much faster than Mu Ziqian.

Mu Ziqian flattened his mouth, quite disdainful of this, this does not mean that fast speed can make the picture quality clearer.

He had also seen some self-righteous alchemists try this treasure map before, and the early operation was as fierce as a tiger, and in the end, he could only see the green mountain stream, and even the villages behind the stream were vaguely displayed, not to mention the city in the distance.

Jiang Tianshi unhurriedly released his spiritual sense.

The picture gradually became clearer, with layers of mist floating in the green hills and mountains, and mountain waterfalls gurgling and flowing in the smoke.

On the shore of the stream, the grass and grass are curling, the fish are shallow, and the green leaves and red scales are reflected in the middle. The maidens who were washing clothes waved their pestles and talked to each other, and the characteristic crimson complexion of the girls loomed in the early morning mist.

The mist curls over the wide surface of the stream, and fishermen begin to cast their nets to catch fish, and a flock of cormorants shuttles through the water.

The smoke curling in the village, the willow forest at the entrance of the village, and the branches have just flashed tender green, which makes people feel that although it is cold in spring, the earth has rejuvenated.

On the avenue between the village and the city, pedestrians were in a hurry, and the donkeys were hurrying, flirting their hooves and snorting from time to time. He was followed by a few porters, who seemed to be going to the city to catch the market.

The city is also more distinct, and the three big characters of "Anyuan City" at the head of the city shine in the sun.

In the busy market, there are shops specializing in silk and satin, jewelry, spices, incense and paper horses, as well as medical clinics, cart repairs, fortune telling, and facelifts...... All walks of life, everything.

The pedestrians in the market are shoulder to shoulder, and the river is endless. Merchants doing business, gentry watching the street scene, officials on horseback, hawkers, family members in sedan chairs, monks with walking feet carrying baskets, tourists from other places asking for directions, street children listening to stories, children of wealthy families drinking in restaurants, disabled elderly people begging on the edge of the city, and those resting in teahouses, fortune-tellers, and diners in restaurants. Sedans, camels, ox-and-horse carts, rickshaws, peaceful carts, and flat-headed carts on the main roads...... All kinds of colors are vivid, and every character seems to be alive. Although the picture is silent, the audience below seems to hear the noise of the street market.

In the canals of the city, ships come and go, end to end, or the slender man pulls, or the boatman rocks the oar, some are full of goods, upstream, some dock, nervously unloaded. On a large-scale wooden arch bridge across the canal, the structure is exquisite, the form is beautiful, and the shape is like a flying rainbow. A large boat was slowly sailing under the bridge, and the boatmen were either holding the bridge with a penny, or hooking the bridge with long bamboo, or pulling the boat with hemp rope, or busily lowering the mast to pass through the arch smoothly. The people on the neighboring boat also pointed and pointed as if they were shouting something. The people on the bridge also stretched out their heads to discuss nervously, hoping that the big ship would pass smoothly.

This whole painting has come to life, both the scenery and the people in the picture are alive, and the simplicity of the suburbs and the fireworks of the market are vividly displayed in front of everyone.

Mu Ziqian and Aoi Yoko's faces changed drastically, although they also knew that this painting was wonderful, and occasionally it could make the smoke in the mountains curl, but they never imagined that these people in the painting could move so vividly.

The audience was fascinated by it, and the painting was so interesting.

While Jiang Tianshi revitalized the whole picture, he found that there seemed to be a miracle in the mountains, but when he wanted to use his spiritual sense to break through the confinement, he found that an invisible forbidden force broke away from his spiritual sense.

Several attempts in a row ended in failure. It seems that there is still a lack of spiritual sense.

This painting is strange, and I'm afraid Aoi Yoko herself doesn't know that this painting has something else.

The others didn't know what Jiang Tianshi thought, but they were intoxicated by the sight. Everyone in the Dan League looked a little lonely, and they competed in mental strength, obviously Mu Ziqian had already lost.

Jiang Tianshi didn't want to go all out to spy on the secrets in the painting in front of everyone, but he thought that this painting was weird, and he would have to come over if he had the opportunity.

"Ahem!" Aoi Yangzi coughed lightly twice, "In this game, Brother Mu and Master Jiang can activate the painting, in my opinion, each has its own merits, and it is difficult to distinguish between ......them."

"Woo ......" There are already people in the audience who are coaxing, and such an obvious result is that Aoi Yoko can still open her eyes and talk nonsense. Rao is Kwai Yangzi has a deep skin, and she can't help but blush. Even with Mu Ziqian's handsome face, he was like a pig's liver, and he stopped talking, so he had to sigh fiercely and stop talking.