"Wow, a little bird drawn is so powerful!" Liu Guanyu was shocked, "If you draw dozens or hundreds of pictures and hide them on your body, it won't be a terrible mess to fight!"

"Senior Brother Liu Guanyu, why do you have a sweet dream? Yuan painters paint but it consumes a lot of energy, especially high-level paintings," Zhang Youyan said with a smile, "Making a painting is like you fighting a big battle, do you say you're tired?"

"Hey, I'm thinking too much. Liu Guanyu smiled embarrassedly.

Zhang Daqian's voice came slowly: "Just now, I drew an earth-attribute bird, if I use fire attribute spiritual power to paint, the bird should have fire abilities, such as incineration, fire swords, and the like." ”

"Things drawn with different attribute aura have different attribute abilities and attack characteristics, which everyone must know. ”

......

Zhang Daqian finished teaching and left the classroom.

Next, it's up to the students to draw their own pictures.

Everyone took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone one after another, and began to paint.

For a time, the classroom was full of all kinds of animals.

Birds flying in the sky, eagles, tigers and lions running on the ground, small fish swimming in the water, lobsters.

It's just that these animals just flew up, shook a few times, and then quickly disappeared.

Liu Guanyu seemed dumbfounded and sat still.

Zhang Youyan also took out the pen and ink, and when she saw Liu Guanyu's dazed appearance, she couldn't help but ask strangely: "Senior Brother Liu Guanyu, aren't you going to practice?"

"I don't have anything, I can't practice. Liu Guanyu smiled bitterly.

"Well, I still have one in my dormitory, which I used before, and if you need it, I'll give it to you. Zhang Youyan said.

"I just need it, I used to paint at home, but where did I think that the way of cultivating immortals is such a thing as a source painter. Liu Guanyu nodded, "Then thank you, Senior Sister Zhang!"

"You're welcome, you can draw with my pen now. Zhang Youyan took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Don't you need it?" asked Liu Guanyu.

"I'm not bad for a while. Zhang Youyan said with a smile.

Liu Guanyu was not hypocritical, and reached out to take the pen.

The barrel of the pen is slightly thicker than the thumb, more than a foot long, the whole body is purple, and there is a phoenix engraved at both ends of the head and tail, the runes are all over, and there are faint waves flowing, which seems to be very wonderful.

The pen is light gray, more than an inch long, full and supple.

"This is called Zifeng, it is my sixteenth birthday gift, and it is quite easy to use. Zhang Youyan smiled.

"Where's this painting ink?" asked Liu Guanyu, pointing to the silver-white liquid in the vial.

"Low-end high-grade, not bad. Zhang Youyan picked up the small bottle and poured a little into the inkstone.

Liu Guanyu unfolded the white drawing paper, dipped the pen in a little ink, and slowly operated the spiritual power according to the method taught by the teacher, gathering it on the pen.

But when he heard a soft sound of "snort", the pen suddenly exploded, and the ink shot out, rushing towards the surroundings.

"Oops!" Liu Guanyu looked at it, if this painting ink was sprinkled on others, it would be very bad.

Immediately, a confinement magic power was used, and the ink was suddenly studied, and at this moment, Liu Guanyu's left palm probed, and the great movement of Qiankun burst out, and those ink drops were completely covered by a palm shadow.

Then, with a slight grip of the palm, the ink droplets melted into a ball and were put back into the inkstone.

"Hey, it's still usable. Liu Guanyu smiled apologetically.

"Your trick just now seems to be amazing!" Zhang Youyan sighed.

"Senior Sister Zhang has won the award, can you see the reason for my failure?" asked Liu Guanyu.

"The strength must be able to be released and collected, and the collection and release can be carried out at the same time, so that it can be continuous and the weight is appropriate. Zhang Youyan said with a smile, "It was like this at the beginning, and I also studied for most of the day before I could barely control my strength." ”

"Hehe, I see!"

Liu Guanyu was silent for a moment, as if he had an understanding.

The light in his eyes flashed, and he dipped the pen in the ink again, and the spiritual power flowed slowly, like the undercurrent of the river.

Everything is ready to go.

The first stroke finally fell on paper.

"Whew!"

The paper was torn by the ferocious force of the pen, and there was a soft, crisp sound.

"Failed again?!"

Liu Guanyu, who was depressed, learned from the pain, summed it up, and found out the reason.

The reason why the paper is broken is because the force is too great, too straight, like a hard and sharp knife, under the touch, there is no reason not to break.

Again!

This time, he skillfully fused the great movement of Qiankun and the power of Tai Chi Shenquan, when the tip of the pen touched the drawing paper, the spiritual power turned in time, folded along the direction of the paper, and then retracted.

That spiritual power is all hidden in the pen, ready to be released.

The paper is intact!

As the first stroke fell, a faint aura of heaven and earth gathered and penetrated into the strokes.

One, two.

Liu Guanyu used a total of twelve strokes to draw a bird.

If you look at it from a secular point of view, this little bird is quite realistic and quite charming.

Liu Guanyu took a breath, then raised his hand, and an aura hit the bird.

A faint glow shone out, and the little bird fluttered its wings and tried to fly out of the paper, but at last it only stood up half of its body, shook it a few times, and returned to it.

The shining brilliance quickly faded, and the fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth also spread out like waves, and everything was finally calm.

Liu Guanyu was dumbfounded.

Zhang Youyan was also dumbfounded.

Liu Guanyu said: "Wow, how can this be?"

Zhang Youyan also said: "No, how can this be?"

As soon as the two heard each other's words and saw each other's expressions, they couldn't hold back on the spot, and laughed out loud at the same time.

"What do you mean?" asked Zhang Youyan.

"Seeing that I was about to fly, but it was interrupted, do you say I'm depressed?" Liu Guanyu said, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, why are you so powerful, that little bird, it's about to fly!" Zhang Youyan said loudly.

"You say I'm amazing?" asked Liu Guanyu with wide eyes.

"Yes, you're so amazing!" Zhang Youyan said excitedly, "What I took three days to do, you only took a short time to do it, you dare to say, you are not amazing?!"

"Ah, is that so?" Liu Guanyu was dumbfounded again.

It's not too slow, it's too fast!

In fact, he has two major divine skills in hand, Qiankun Great Shift and Tai Chi Divine Fist, both of which are methods of using strength, and recently he has been fighting with a group of generals every day, and the use of spiritual power has become proficient.

As for the source painting, the use of power is particularly crucial, and it is reasonable that he can progress so quickly.

I drew three more pictures, but the bird never could fly.

"What's going on?" asked Liu Guanyu depressedly.

"It should be that the power of heaven and earth is not enough, so the strength of the bird is weak. Zhang Youyan explained.

"Attract the power of heaven and earth!" Liu Guanyu nodded, whispering several times.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, why don't you try the Northern Spiritual Skill?!

The corners of his mouth curled with happiness, and he used the brush as a medium to run the Northern Spiritual Skill.

A powerful devouring force vibrated out from the brush, and after superimposing the Northern Pluto Divine Skill, the effect of the brush and ink was even more obvious, and the power of heaven and earth in the void swarmed in.

The purple phoenix brush burst out with a purple brilliance, dazzling and terrifying.

The phoenixes at both ends of the head and tail seem to be coming to life, and the purple halo on the barrel of the pen is endless.

"You, you actually inspired Zifeng's spirituality!" Zhang Youyan exclaimed, a pair of good-looking eyes stared at the boss, and her small mouth almost opened into a circle.

"What's all the fuss about?" Liu Guanyu said he didn't understand.

"The master who gave me Zifeng once said that Zifeng has a spirit, and if it can be stimulated, the effect of attracting the power of heaven and earth will definitely increase greatly!

Zhang Youyan took a breath and continued: "Who knows, you actually stimulated Zifeng in a moment!"

Liu Guanyu was a little confused.

I have the breath of a king, and when the tiger's body was shaken, this purple phoenix was stimulated?

Or did I stumble upon it and happen to inspire Zifeng?

Or is my character too good?

"Senior Brother Liu Guanyu, hurry up and draw a little bird and see how powerful it is!" Seeing that Liu Guanyu was stunned, Zhang Youyan urged.

"Oh. ”

Liu Guanyu suddenly realized, immediately picked up the pen to paint, and in a few breaths, he had already painted a bird.

With a wave of his palm, a spiritual power hit the bird's body.

"Buzz!"

A rather obvious buzzing sound sounded, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the bird's body, and in the next moment, a clear birdsong resounded through the classroom, and the bird on the drawing paper flapped its wings and flew up.

Everyone heard the strange noise, and their eyes immediately gathered.

I saw a small bird rising into the sky, although it was still a phantom, but it could be clearly felt that a strong fluctuation came from the bird.

The power of this little bird is obviously more powerful than other people's paintings.

"Wow, who drew this? This is the beginning of the pinnacle of state, isn't it?" exclaimed a chubby student.

"Oh my God, the little bird that Teacher Zhang just drew is not much more powerful than this one!" someone exclaimed loudly.

"Zhang Youyan, did you draw it?" asked a girl.

In the entire source painting class, only Zhang Youyan has reached the second-order image realm, and everyone else is still hovering.

The strongest is only a high-level of the initial taking shape, and it is still one step away from the beginning of the peak.

Now a bird that has begun to take shape at its peak has no doubt that it should have been painted by Zhang Youyan.

The rest of the people thought so.

To be honest, Zhang Youyan was even more surprised than them.

Liu Guanyu has just learned, and this is the beginning of its peak?!

Don't you want to hit people like this?!

The little bird flew around the classroom several times before it slowly turned into a point of spiritual light and disappeared into the air.

Liu Guanyu, as the party concerned, grinned happily.

"Laugh and laugh, you laugh at a hammer, that little bird was not drawn by you, what are you doing stupidly in there?" a tall student in noble clothes and with a proud demeanor scolded directly.