Although Chang'an is not the capital of the Lieming Dynasty, it is the most prosperous city in the Central Plains, and its city is so big that it is not small to look at the heavens.

Moreover, the people of the three sects and hundreds of schools have always disliked the power and conspiracy clouds in the capital, and they don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at them when they enter the city, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Chang'an's folk customs are open, the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is thick, and how much happiness and enmity are in Chang'an, which is very pleasing to the group of young people in the three religions and hundreds of schools.

Yun Yizi also likes Chang'an and wants to have a good walk, but after three rounds of drinking, he was taken by Mo Hanhai to Qintianjian to report, and he walked in the teleportation array, and failed to appreciate the style of Chang'an, so he directly entered a high-rise building called Wangqitai.

I don't know how many floors there are, but Yun Yizi knows that he is on the top floor now.

The wind on the top floor is a little strong, and it rings in Wuhu in my ears.

At the foot is a pale golden pattern pattern, with thick red pillars erected at the four corners, and the scenery on all sides is not covered, and Chang'an is at a glance.

At this time, it was dusk, the red clouds covered the top, and countless cooking smoke rose from the houses with the walls one after another, and merged into the slanting sun and clouds in mid-air, and the picturesque scene made Yun Yizi intoxicated.

He loved the scenery, it was warm and comforting, and he had an urge to paint it.

As soon as his mind moved, the Ten Thousand Worlds Zhi emerged, turning into a drawing board and floating in front of Yun Yizi.

This time, he did not enter the state that belonged to the observation of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and the space and time around him were still flowing, and the prison was watching from the sidelines without disturbing.

Yun Yizi didn't use Haoran Qi to spit out Bai Hao this time, Su Yu gave him a Ma Liang, he wanted to try it here to see what the difference was with Bai Hao turned into Haoran Qi.

Thanks to the glass dragon jade pendant given by Fenglei, he had a place to put away the Ma Liang pen, and as for the books, he also wanted to put them in, but Mo Xue didn't allow it, so he had to put them in the cage.

Mo Xue said that if there is nothing in the cage, the cage will lose its meaning of existence.

couldn't resist her, and what she said made some sense, so the books were not included in the jade pendant.

The prison is watching from the sidelines, a little envious, the Confucian Temple is rich and oily, and the brushes used are the famous "Ma Liang magic brush", if he is not mistaken, this pen also contains a wisp of the Taoist rhyme of painting Saint Wu Daozi.

is worthy of being a gentleman, no wonder he didn't dare to be interested in the fairy banquet in the spring building, but listened to himself all afternoon, probably tired of eating.

Yun Yizi observed for a long time, and finally picked up the pen, and a stroke fell, and a corner of Chang'an jumped on the paper.

Painting in one stroke is his basic operation, but after painting this time, Yun Yizi did not stop writing, when he held Ma Liang, he saw more things, and he always felt that something was missing after one stroke.

But because his painting skills also stopped there, he couldn't figure out what was missing, so he could only hold the pen and keep looking at the scenery below.

"What's missing?" Yun Yizi muttered.

Hearing the sound, Jian Zheng walked over, looked at the drawing board, and reminded after half a sound: "Missing some of the charm of Chang'an, you haven't personally traveled to Chang'an, so you can only draw your first sight, and you can't draw the real charm of Chang'an." ”

Yun Yizi suddenly, about to put away the pen, Ma Liang's pen trembled slightly, Yun Yizi's Lingtai suddenly cleared, and Chang'an under his sight had a wisp of fiery smoke, I don't know what it was, but it made people feel like they wanted to pull it over.

Thinking like this, Ma Liangbi moved himself, lightly hooked the fiery smoke, pulled a trace, and introduced it onto the drawing paper.

At the end of the day, the painting moved, originally Yun Yizi painted a corner of Chang'an, with the injection of that wisp of fiery smoke, the corner of Chang'an on the paper continued to shrink, and the scene in the blank space around it began to fill in automatically.

In just a few breaths, a giant city of Chang'an was printed on small rice paper.

Jian Zheng was amazed, and a little worried, he knew what Yun Yizi had done, this was to take away a wisp of charm in Chang'an City.

The painter sketches the mountains and seas, first freehand, and then injects charm, and in some places, the charm cannot be pulled casually.

Because there is a master, the charm of Chang'an City naturally belongs to the Lieming Dynasty, and Yun Yizi also needs to report in advance if he wants to bring Shen Yun.

The supervisor estimated that Yun Yizi should not know about this, so he reminded: "Xiao Yuliang, the charm of Chang'an City, you can't be dragged casually, you have to go to the prefect to get permission first, and after reporting, you can be traction." ”

Yun Yizi was stunned: "Ah? Then I... I..."

The matter of pulling Shen Yun was done by Ma Liangbi himself, and it was also because of Ma Liangbi that he had just learned this hand.

At present, I can only tow and do not know how to return it.

The supervisor smiled: "Don't worry, I'll go and talk to the ward over there when I go back, and next time you go to another place, you need to ask if there is a master first, otherwise there will inevitably be trouble." ”

Yun Yizi thanked him very gratefully: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

"Ahem, I don't know if this painting is interested in giving it to Qin Tianjian?" Mo Hanhai rubbed his nose and asked.

Yun Yizi was a little reluctant, he liked this painting very much, probably because of the relationship between injecting the charm of Chang'an City.

Seeing that he was reluctant, Jian Zheng did not force it, so he changed his words: "In this way, can this painting be lent to Qin Tianjian for a few days, I have a few disciples who are not successful and are quite interested in painting, and the disciples of painters do not appear in the world very much, and paintings of this level are hard to find." ”

"Yes. ”

Yun Yizi responded, took off the drawing paper and rolled it, and carefully handed it over to the supervisor.

The prison is also very precious, he is directly holding it with both hands, and the cold sweat stays after passing his hands.

This painting is very heavy, and he feels as if he is holding a Chang'an City!

This Yuliang gentleman is inevitably too terrifying, obviously only a very small wisp of charm can make this painting appear so heavy.

I'm afraid that the great painters can't do it at this level.

"Senior Mo, I don't know how many layers there are on this lookout platform?" Yun Yizi suddenly asked, because he couldn't feel the height he was at.

It is particularly evident when he paints, standing here, he always feels that the height of this place can change according to his mind, whether it can be connected to the sky or the ground.

The supervisor put it away and explained: "This building is built to imitate the Zhan Zi Building of the headquarters of the Demon Immortal Heavenly Court, from the street, there are nine floors, but standing on the top of the nine-story tower, it will move with your thoughts, in short, how high your heart is, how high it is. ”

Yun Yizi was thoughtful, and his heart moved.

In an instant, the Milky Way was sprinkled, and the stars scattered around the sky, and there was no boundary.

The supervisor can also feel the change of scene, which is his authority as the owner of the watchtower.

He has seen too many people's hearts, but few are like Yun Yizi, who can pick the stars when he thinks of the universe and raises his hand.

The starry sky, the boundless boundless universe, is it Yun Yizi's heart?

"Senior Mo, if I take the charm here, who do I need to report to?" Yun Yizi wanted to draw what he saw again.

Mo Hanhai said embarrassedly: "This is your mental realm, you don't need to report, but I suggest you don't paint, because only you can see it yourself, and I can see the world in your eyes because of the lookout." ”

"I see, forget it. Yun Yizi regretted that he still wanted to draw it for Mo Xue to see, and then attached a sentence "Holding the stars and picking the bright moon, there is no person like me in the world." ”

That's pretty compelling!