"Wang, boy, how can you talk to your second dog!"

"It doesn't matter whose dog this is, and I don't care if I talk nonsense and don't look at the occasion. Xia Chuan also said lightly.

"Don't make a noise while you're painting. ”

Wang Ruoxian frowned slightly, creation requires inspiration and spirit, and it cannot be disturbed.

The crowd calmed their anger and began to focus on painting.

Looking at the surrounding monks frowning, holding their breath and concentrating, and the appearance of the pen walking like a dragon and a snake, Li Xiaobai and Ergouzi stared wide-eyed, looking at the pen and paper in their hands and were stunned, not knowing what to draw.

"Ergouzi, is there such a thing as painting in your bloodline inheritance?" Li Xiaobai said in a low voice.

"The supreme existence of Lord Ergouzi has devoted his whole life to benefiting mankind, how can he spend his time on this kind of plaything. Ergouzi rolled his eyes, showing disdain.

Li Xiaobai was speechless, then what kind of garlic did you pretend to be just now, and you specially asked for a pair of ink treasures.

It's my own face that I'm losing for a while.

On the side of Xia Jian's seat, a vision protruded, circles of white light flickered, and a large picture scroll unfolded in the void.

In the void, a grass house, a candlestick, and a candle exude a simple and profound atmosphere.

A young man dressed in white held the scroll in his hand, his brows furrowed, as if he was reading something, and after a long time, he put down the scroll in his hand and sighed.

"The vision, it is rumored that the state of mind can only be triggered when it reaches a certain level, and this is the first time I have arrived. ”

"It's ...... Deviant!"

"This vision is a corner of the life of Zhenyuan Daxian back then, in the early years, it was rumored that Zhenyuan Daxian had doubts about the scriptures, and he did not dare to agree with the sage's statement, and walked out of a road that violated Confucianism.

"It's a pity that it's only a corner of the deviant map, if I can comprehend the complete deviance, I'm afraid it will be a blessing for my northern region!"

Xia Jian's hand kept moving, outlining with a pen, and the vision above his head gradually blurred, turning into an ancient aura that integrated into his body, pushing his spirit to its peak in an instant.

A stroke of pen and ink turned into a great avenue trace and was engraved in the void, even if they didn't use cultivation, many monks present still felt that their chests were out of breath.

It is worthy of being a monk who has obtained the inheritance of Zhenyuan Kingdom, and at such an age, he already has great power, and the previous picture is unlimited.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, there was another burst of brilliance in the void, and a woman in white was lying on the desk, in front of which was a chess game dotted with chess, but there were no chess pieces on this chessboard, but creatures of different shapes.

"This is the vision of the Hinayana sect!"

"Dotted all over the world, with all things in heaven and earth as a chess game, what a lot of courage this must be!"

"I didn't expect that the fairy of the Wang family also comprehended the vision, so talented, it can be called a demon!"

The monks are a little crazy, as soon as the vision comes out, it is no longer a painting, but a competition of their own mood and artistic conception, the vision is displayed, and they can most intuitively feel the other party's mental cultivation, for the onlookers, this is a silent preaching.

If you can learn something from it, you will benefit immensely.

Li Xiaobai's heart is blindfolded, and he can't understand the operation of these people at all.

Draw and draw, all the bells and whistles are you trying to do, can you help you draw with a vision or what?

Half an hour's time arrived in the blink of an eye, Li Xiaobai stopped his pen and looked at the little broken dog on the side, full of a pair of dog climbing landscape paintings, a few lines were crooked, and the picture looked miserable.

"Xia is not talented, he is ugly!"

Xia Jian shook the scroll in his hand, and a pilgrimage picture was presented in front of people.

In the center of the picture, the man in white holds a scroll in his hand, and all the people around him come to court.

A strong will shines through the paper and points directly at everyone.

With the theme of the party, but the painting is a pilgrimage, this Xia Jian has the suspicion of being a saint, a little arrogant, but there is also capital, and everyone has seen the vision of the party, and they don't feel that there is anything wrong.

"Xia Gongzi's artistic conception is high, we are obsessed with the appearance of the form, but the Xia family Gongzi is directly and properly the core of this gathering clarified, we are gathered here, what we seek is to see and hear, is the vision, Xia Gongzi to the reader as a spiritual guide, is really fit, admire. ”

"Yes, the will in this painting is already out of the paper, if the heart is not enough to cultivate the person, I can't say that I will be hurt by it, this painting and the old Zhenyuan Daxian a chaotic spring and autumn has the same magic!"

Some supporters of the Xia family took the lead in commenting and directly held Xia Jian to the sky.

It is rumored that Zhenyuan Daxian can mess with the Spring and Autumn Festival with one stroke, a drop of ink can fill the sea, and the Dao heart is strong-willed, and he can kill people with his eyes alone.

Li Xiaobai was dumbfounded when he heard it, people clearly just wanted to pretend to be a wave, and the person who commented on it was also a talent, and he just found out the philosophy of life from this forced picture.

Looking at the rest of the monks, they were all lost in thought, and even nodded their heads frequently, and they even approved of this statement.

"Xia Gongzi's painting, the pen is profound, the technique is ingenious, the little girl admires, and dares to ask Xia Gongzi to taste one or two. ”

Wang Ruoxian also shook the scroll in his hand, the wisps of mist were filled, and the painting scroll could vaguely hear the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, which was a realistic painting.

The complete and complete reproduction of the more than 100 people present at the party is not bad, whether it is clothing, demeanor and posture, it is a perfect fit, and even the two dogs have been drawn.

Such a keen insight can be called terrifying, and the most rare thing is that in just half an hour, you can observe the charm of everyone present.

He is worthy of being a disciple of the Hinayana sect.

"The fairy of the Wang family, terrifying!"

"With such insight, she is worthy of a woman who can comprehend all over the place!"

"It looks like a painting, but it's actually showing us how to cultivate!"

The crowd exclaimed again, and Wang Ruoxian hid his face and chuckled: "It's a false praise, it's not worth it." ”

"I don't know Boss Ye's masterpiece, but it's okay?"

Xia Liu asked in a weird way on the side, but he could see it clearly, Li Xiaobai's appearance of scratching his ears and cheeks was obviously ignorant of the way of painting.

"Wang, you weak chickens, hurry up and come to see the masterpiece of your second dog!"

The two dogs showed their drawing paper, and a simplified version of the chicken, flying, and dog jumping pictures was presented in front of everyone, and the distorted lines looked a little childish.

"I didn't expect Boss Ye's dog to have such a character, and it is rare for spirit animals to paint. ”

"The Hinayana Sect has a python that swallows the sky, the cultivation of the Yuan infancy, the spirit is open, and it can also speak to people, but it has always been rebellious, and it has an aversion to human beings, and compared with Boss Ye's dog, it is much less well-behaved. ”

"Wang, you are the dog, your whole family is a dog, and the second dog of your family is the supreme existence!"

The second dog is full of unkindness, although it can't tell what breed it is, but it will never admit that it is a dog, this is a matter of dignity.

Li Xiaobai covered its mouth, this broken dog is too embarrassing, and it sounds very bad to speak.

"Okay, Liangchen has a feeling today, the sword is on the side, and he has made a good picture, but I don't know if there are real young talents here who know how to appreciate it. ”