"Hehe!" In an instant, the momentum on Zhang Juzheng's body was dissipated and cleared, and he became sloppy again! Compared with the imposing momentum just now, it was a world of difference, but no one dared to underestimate Zhang Juzheng anymore.

"Hmm, not bad! Not bad!" Zhang Juzheng's words made everyone recall from the scene just now, who made Zhang Juzheng say such a thing?

Then everyone looked over, Zhang Juzheng was carefully savoring the painting copied by Liu Mufeng. can make Zhang Juzheng say two good in a row, it seems that Liu Mufeng's first place is a certainty!

After a long time, Zhang Juzheng slowly walked to the next painting, and his expression did not change. However, this does not affect the determination of the results of the competition.

However, Ye Daotian saw the trace of regret in Zhang Juzheng's eyes, so he released his divine thoughts and probed towards Liu Mufeng's painting. I have to say that the paintings copied by Liu Mufeng are really good, even if they are put together with the genuine works made by Zhang Juzheng, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake! Unfortunately, although this sun looks like a god, it lacks the most important thing - the power of the sun.

The lack of the power of the sun is certain, because this painting was not copied by Liu Mufeng himself, but by the old ghost in the Mud Pill Palace controlling Liu Mufeng's body. What this old ghost cultivates is the evil devil's crooked path, and this power of the sun is the nemesis of the evil demon's crooked path!

Naturally, the old ghost is also most afraid of the power of the sun, although he feels the power of the sun, he is afraid to die, let alone comprehend it. Not to mention Liu Mufeng, not only does he have the same path as the old ghost, but his comprehension is really not very good! If he is excellent, will he still want the old ghost to help? Will he still be confused by the old ghost?

One by one, they finally walked in front of Ye Daotian's paintings! Zhang Juzheng had not yet made a sound. The chatter around quietly began.

"Hey, hey, hey, this kid is going to be out of luck!"

"Yes, yes! The paintings that we thought were okay just now were scolded by Master Zhang! Not to mention that we are not optimistic!"

"Well, yes! I can imagine Ye Daotian being driven away by Master Zhang!"

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However, many things are developing in the opposite direction of the direction that people want! I saw Zhang Juzheng asking in a serious, smiling and cordial manner: "Hehe! What is your name, boy?"

Everyone was stunned, rubbed their eyes, and seemed to can't believe this scene!

"Senior Zhang, junior surname Ye Ming Daotian!" Ye Daotian hugged his fists and saluted.

"Hmm~ Ye Daotian, Daotian~ Daotian, Daotian, Dao Tian!" "Boom" startled everyone! Just now, when Zhang Juzheng finished saying this, a thunderclap sounded in the clear blue sky, and it calmed down.

"Hehe! Boy, your road ahead is a little bumpy!" Zhang Juzheng smiled and patted Ye Daotian on the shoulder.

"Oh, thank you seniors for reminding me!" Ye Daotian was also taken aback by this thunderbolt on a sunny day, and at the same time respected Zhang Juzheng even more, this ordinary person could actually see through himself. What is it sacred? Is it really an ordinary person?

"Master Zhang is really a god!" everyone respectfully clasped their fists and saluted. A word from someone can shock the heavens and the earth, and only the title of a god is worthy of him, but he didn't think about Ye Daotian.

Of course, the heads of the three sects and the Elder Mu of the Tianhai Pavilion looked at Ye Daotian meaningfully, Zhang Juzheng just said the meaning of Ye Daotian's name and caused thunder! It can be seen that Ye Daotian will definitely be extraordinary in the future! Then this Ye Daotian is very likely to be the person predicted by the Three Xuan Ancestors!

Of course, it's just speculation, after all, his own sect also has disciples who cause the Great Dao Sanskrit. Of course, this is all their delusion! Ye Daotian has already thoroughly touched this Great Dao Sanskrit sound! There is no doubt that it is himself who caused the Great Dao Sanskrit sound!

"Snort! I can't even see through this kid at all! If this person can't be used, then get rid of him quickly! Maybe this person will be your most troublesome opponent in the future!" Naturally, the evil old ghost in the Liu Mufeng Mud Pill Palace was also awakened by this thunder! The divine mind swept towards Ye Daotian, and he didn't gain anything for a long time!

"Master, I understand!" Liu Mufeng nodded secretly. Since the old ghost said so, then he must do that, and he now completely believes the old ghost.

The old ghost in Liu Mufeng Mud Pill Palace thought that his divine thoughts would not be perceived by Ye Daotian, but he underestimated Ye Daotian. It may be the reason for Ye Daotian's cultivation of the exercises, or it may be the unusual nature of his spiritual root divine sense. When the old ghost's divine thoughts touched Ye Daotian's body, Ye Daotian felt an unspeakable evil aura!

Presumably, this divine thought must have belonged to the evil person of Liu Mufeng Mud Pill Palace! As for why it was not him, Venerable Lou Yue once said that this old ghost was the same as himself or even worse than himself! If he couldn't take it away, then this old ghost would be even more impossible!

"Hahaha! I'm angry when I see it!" Zhang Juzheng laughed. "Boy, have you ever practiced calligraphy and painting?"

"When I was young, my mother taught me some!" Ye Daotian recalled. When he was young, he was forced to learn a lot by Li Muxi. Although the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not at the master level, they are proficient in everything.

Ye Daotian didn't cry after he was born, and the midwife thought it was a dead baby! Just as he was about to say something, Ye Daotian opened his eyes leisurely and looked around curiously. Li Muxi wanted to feed him, but Ye Daotian didn't drink it at all, so Li Muxi was in a hurry, and later found animal milk such as goat's milk and tiger milk, and Ye Daotian drank it.

Of course, this is just that Ye Daotian can't pull it down, what do you mean that I, a ten-year-old man, drink a little girl's milk? What kind of joke is this? After that, in order to protect himself, Ye Daotian also grew up like other children, and did not show anything peculiar.

After all, in a place where people are not familiar with the place, it is not a good thing to be too high-profile. If you can say that you can jump in your life, then you must not be treated as a guinea pig.

"Hehe! It seems that your mother must be a lady!" Zhang Juzheng praised with a smile. "Boy, boy, boy~"

Zhang Juzheng shouted three times in succession, and Ye Daotian came back to his senses. "Huh? yes!"

"Hehe! Are you homesick! Yes, after all, it's still a child!" Zhang Juzheng smiled and touched Ye Daotian's head.

"Hmm!"

This scene made everyone envious, what kind of good luck did this kid have? Master Zhang not only did not criticize, but liked it?

"Okay! Let's talk about your painting! To be able to paint such a painting, your mother must have been very strict with you when you were young! Do you have a name for this painting?" Zhang Juzheng carefully looked at the sunset picture drawn by Ye Daotian.

"Morning and Twilight"

"Morning and twilight!good name!" Zhang Juzheng applauded loudly, but his eyes kept staring at this painting, shining brightly, obviously attracted by this painting by Ye Daotian.

Ye Daotian's "Picture of the Twilight of the Morning Dynasty" shows the endless sea, where the fish leap and the birds fly, and the waves are calm, but the birds fly not so cheerfully! The sea near is black and blue, and the sea in the distance is terrifying! The terrifying undercurrent! The pen is like Mount Tai, deep and steady, and the pen is sharp, like a sword slash.

"Good painting! Good painting! Brother Wu brought my painting!" Zhang Juzheng excitedly instructed the martial hall master.

The martial hall master had never seen Zhang Juzheng so excited, and hurriedly asked Mengjie Mengyi's second daughter to move the picture of "The Rising Sun" over. "Brother Xian, what should I do now?"

"Put my painting on the left side of Ye Xiaozi's painting!" Zhang Juzheng pointed to the left side of Ye Daotian's painting and instructed the Martial Hall Master.

Everyone didn't understand what the hell Zhang Ju was doing, and they and the others used their divine thoughts to sweep Ye Daotian's painting up and down no less than ten times, but they couldn't see the slightest mystery! Could it be that Ye Daotian's painting really still hides a mystery that he hadn't discovered?

When Zhang Juzheng's painting just fell to the left of Ye Daotian's painting, a miraculous scene occurred! I saw that all the scenes on the two paintings moved! Everyone rubbed their eyes one after another, yes! These two paintings really came to life.

"This!"

"This~"

"This?"

Everyone stared at the two paintings without blinking, and one by one they lost their words.

Two paintings, one tranquil, comfortable, and full of vigor! The other is quiet, terrifying, and lifeless! Zhang Juzheng's painting has a soft and warm wind; and Ye Daotian's painting has a violent and fierce wind. Zhang Juzheng's paintings have elegant and agile clouds, while Ye Daotian's paintings have mediocre and slow clouds;

The rising sun is vibrant, moistening the earth. The red sun that sets in the west is lifeless, enslaving the sea. The mountain waterfalls roar and the fish and birds chirp. The sea without a trace is silent and ordinary, and the fish and birds are mourning.

"Hahaha! Sure enough! Perfect match! Perfect match!" When the picture calmed down, the corners of Zhang Juzheng's eyes couldn't help but moisten, just like mountains and flowing water meeting bosom friends.

When the two paintings returned to peace, Zhang Juzheng's paintings were still so extraordinary and ordinary, and Ye Daotian's paintings were still plain and impermanent.

"Ye boy! No! Brother Ye! Your talent is not inferior to that of your brother! In the future, it will be a hundred times and a thousand times better than that of your brother! Congratulations to your brother for this level!" Zhang Juzheng patted Ye Daotian on the shoulder, and because of this painting, even the title has changed! It is no longer the predecessors who look at the next generation, but the fellowship of the same generation.

"Senior Zhang, boy, this is all inspired by the seniors! A senior, the seniors deserve it!" Ye Daotian decisively rejected Zhang Juzheng's call of brother and brother! He was able to make this painting completely influenced by Zhang Juzheng's painting, and people broke through the sky with a word, but he didn't see Zhang Juzheng at all until now.

"Haha! you kid!" Zhang Juzheng laughed and patted Ye Daotian on the shoulder, obviously very happy. Not only was I happy to see Ye Daotian's painting, but I was also glad that Ye Daotian was so humble and polite. If nothing happens, such a person will be a great talent in the future!

"Eh, seniors don't know, can you explain to us Ye Xiaozi~ Eh! no! Ye Gongzi's painting?" asked a head of an ancient family who looked like no outsiders.

"Hehe! None of you can see it?" Zhang Juzheng was in a good mood and did not criticize everyone.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and lowered their heads a little embarrassed! It's really a shame that these Kaiyuan Realm monks can't see through a junior's paintings! Fortunately, everyone is the same as themselves, and it's not so embarrassing!