Zijun picked up the bronze sword and walked over, showing a smile to the people around him, it was a harmless laugh of humans and animals, from the city that fell a hundred meters high last night, he Zijun will not cry again, he must face everything with a smile, face life with a smile!

This is the right way, because he is immortal and immortal, and the days are still long, how can he show his cowardice first, these people are just supporting roles on his own growth road!

Protagonist!

It should be like the main character.

Following the crowd, Zijun came to a room, looked up, and there were three words, this is "painting the pavilion"!

Zijun moved in, and a maid handed over a brush, and said to Zijun: "Little guest, this is the pen for painting rivers and mountains, let your talents be swayed, this is the level set by the lord of Beiyuan County!"

"Northern kites?"

Zijun repeated, isn't it the woman who exudes fragrance all over her body, still painting on the wall, and making herself shiver at first.

Zijun smiled in his heart, he didn't expect this girl to like this kind of thing, and thought that she liked to fight and kill, after all, black clothes represent ruthlessness.

Pick up the pen and come to the blank paper, but I don't know where to start, Jiangshan Sheji himself has never seen it, how to draw? Even if he has seen it, he has never painted, how to start the pen? If he paints it as a chicken eating rice, doesn't that make the people outside laugh?

It's not going to work, but how do you put pen to paper?

Zijun fell into thought......

......

After Zijun entered the pavilion, there was a heated discussion outside, it turned out that the competition not only had to be strong and could kill the demon emperor, but after all, it was a major event in the life of the princess and the county lords, and they had to find someone who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!

Immediately, I was a little glad that they had no strength or not, and if they had no talent, it would be no good to participate.

But that day, the thief was worse than them, a wild baby, who was abandoned since he was a child, and did something like stealing chickens and dogs, what kind of heirloom can such a person do?

Even some visitors from all over the world are embarrassed, they are focused on strength, who cares about this?

"This is a bit interesting, it seems that we want to select an all-round talent, this is the blessing of my Da Luo Dynasty!"

"Hey, I don't know how many people can pass this first hurdle, I'm afraid it will block many people!"

"Isn't it just a painting, holding a pen, who can understand this thing?"

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, the key is to compare who draws like!"

The referee in the attic pouted, how could it be so easy, but this level is also relatively simple, and ten people can stand out in one selection place!

Zijun went in an inch of incense, and the referee read dozens of names in a row, it turned out that someone gave Zijun a chance to give him more time.

When the referee read the word "Emperor of Heaven", everyone held their breath, because the white-clothed young man who led the country and the city was not the white-clothed swordsman?

Cheers and shouts rang out in unison.

There was a little girl who opened her eyes wide and said to the woman who was staring at Zijun next to her, "Mother, that sister is so beautiful!"

The woman's charm was still there, she nodded, and said, "I know! But the son next to me is better-looking!"

The reckless man pouring wine in the teahouse filled the glass, and then spilled it on the ground, looking out and motionless.

Some girls stepped forward and tried to attract Zijun's attention, with autumn water in their eyes, secretly sending autumn waves!

The white clothes are smiling, so they are not pretentious, and they are very generous.

Zifeng held the Junzi sword, and was so frightened that he hid behind the white clothes, and the young man touched her head, how many young girls' hearts were melted by this scene!

"Ahhh

"Husband, I'm here, look here!"

"Emperor of Heaven, Husband, Ahhh!!h

On the mountain in the distance, people watching the theater are talking about this side.

"What's going on over there, why the commotion?"

"I just heard that there is a peerless beautiful man, who is like bathing in the spring breeze, and there is a sword slave, that girl is beautiful, just like a fairy in the sky!"

"Is that true?"

"Seriously, seriously!"

"I'm sorry I need to urinate urgently, go down and squat in the toilet!"

As soon as this white dress came out, it shocked the near place and disturbed the distance!

The white-clothed swordsman led Zifeng to the place where Fang Cai Zijun had stood, raised his head and smiled at the people in the attic, "May I ask where I'm going?"

The people in the attic have a great favor, and everyone else treats him with slanted eyebrows, only this white-clothed swordsman, who is powerful and polite, really should be a martial artist!

With a smile on his face, he pointed to a place and said, "Respectful guests, please go to the place you are pointing out below, enter the painting pavilion, and pick up your pen to paint!"

"Okay, thank you!"

The white-clothed swordsman smiled, making the people around him feel like they were in the fairy world, such immortals, such pavilions, let the immortals be wronged!

Why don't you fix it bigger, don't you fix it grandiose?

That person's heart was pounding, if he was a woman, I am afraid that he would have been fascinated, and ordinary men were envious and jealous when they saw beautiful men, but this person's handsomeness seemed to be beyond the world, beyond the world, mortals dare not reach, only Mobai!

In the midst of the noise, the white-clothed swordsman took Zifeng into the painting pavilion, as if he was still unsatisfied, some young ladies sighed, and the maid was so excited that she couldn't extricate herself, and forgot about her master!

I thought about it in my heart, if that son was his husband, it would be the happiest thing in the world, as long as he looked back and smiled at himself, he would die without regrets!

......

Zijun listened to the commotion outside, and even the maid who took care of him poked her head out to visit, her heart was calm, not being set off by anyone or anything, and concentrating on painting.

The child's movements are more crazy, jumping up and down, swaying some ink where you can't reach, and the place you can reach is like turning over the river and the sea, the water stirring dragon king, lunges down the waist, the carp jumps over the dragon gate, a somersault, a sweep, the last sliding shovel, and the end of the work!

"Smack!"

Zijun pushed the door and left in a chic manner, the maid was covered with ink, ridiculous, pouting, this child is really naughty!

Turning back to look at his painting, the maid covered her mouth in shock......

What is this drawing?

Zijun pushed open the window and shouted to the bustling people below: "Old general, I finished painting, it's great, I admire myself, it's natural, it's like this, hahahaha!"

The old man looked at the child's happy appearance and smiled with relief.

The people next to him were talking and pointing at Zijun, his ecstatic look made some people even more puzzled, whether it was good or bad, they all knew everything from the appearance of the maid.

The old man also shouted loudly: "Good Tianwazi, you really can do it, I didn't mistake you!"

"Old general, don't worry, my painting can only be understood by heaven and man, mortals, don't appreciate the wonders, hahaha, my son is invincible!"

"Is this kid really that powerful?"

"It should be, you see that he is confident, it must be very good, hey~, I'll just say, loneliness will make a person stronger, this child has been a single figure since he was a child, and he will think too much!"

"Damn, I didn't expect him to succeed, so he didn't plan to win the final victory at all, just to see the beauty, and it was a gathering of ten shows, it was worth it, no, he made a lot of money, this kid is so cunning!"

"Amazing, could it be that he was the same person who painted on the wall of my house last time? Later, that wall was bought by someone with ten thousand dollars! This stupid thief, why worry about having nowhere to make a living if you have this ability?"

Zijun opened the window and laughed, and the maid walked away with two fingers with a disgusted face and a face full of disgust, and showed it to a specialist for comments, this painting can be summed up in one word!

That's "chaos!", "ugly!", "flowers!"..."grass~"......

The eyes of the identified old men widened, one by two, pondering next to the painting for a long time, but they still couldn't see a trace of goodness, and even after reading it, they actually had disgust, nausea and other emotions in their hearts.

The sparse white-haired old man tapped his fingers on the tabletop and said: "This kid is the person who sent the inner capital to the king of Yousu, and the person who came to sign up in person by the king of Xijing, no matter what he says, he has to pretend to be ignorant, saying that he is a mess, and if he is not good, he has to say that it is good, find it! Find it quickly! Don't let go of a corner, find a good place for me!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes......"

The maid covered her mouth and went out to vomit, a little shocked in her heart, this kid has such a big backstage?

Is it just to let him meet Shixiu?

This kid is going against the sky!

Zijun came to the pavilion to drink tea with the referee, and at this time, a person pushed the door in, and he didn't care about Zijun, and directly hugged his fists and said: "Someone in the No. 10 selection office has drawn a hand-me-down, a middle-aged man painted it, and that person is the emperor of Qi State, Emperor Qi Wu!"

"Oh, that's kind of interesting!"

He smiled and wanted to serve the teacup, but it was already served by Zijun and drank it in one gulp!

I was angry in my heart, but I couldn't be angry with him, this kid was justified, maybe it was himself who would be deflated at that time.

With a wave of his hand, the man left.

At this time, a person pushed the door in, didn't say anything, and said directly: "Someone in the No. 7 selection site has drawn a picture that is very close to the answer, and it is a man with a knife!"

One by one, people pushed the door in, and the referee took notes, and said this loudly to the bottom, so that these news could be passed on, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, what about this child?

What about Zijun's?

It won't be too shocking, let's study more!

Zijun was like bathing in the breeze, smiling lightly.

At this time, a person pushed the door in a panic, this person was the maid, she made a courtesy, and then pursed her lips and said: "We have someone here who draws the closest answer or can be painted in a fake way, and at the same time is rated as more ornamental and inherited than the original painting, it is the best portrait so far, the painter, it is the son, God...... Emperor of Heaven!"

"Hahaha, I knew that he must be extraordinary!"

With a wave of her hand, the maid withdrew from the door.

Zijun pouted, he didn't remember that he could paint if he was restored to the original state, it seems that that person is definitely not himself!

The commotion downstairs began, and the referee saw the opportunity and said loudly below: "Hahaha, the best portrait closest to the original title has been born so far, and that is the Heavenly Emperor of our No. 1 selection place!"

"Ahhh

"This is too demonic, isn't it, could it be that he is the true son of Luo Chao Shixiu?"

"It's so handsome, I just don't know if I can win the Demon Emperor or not, it doesn't matter if I win or not, I killed the Black King in the Mortal Realm, it's enough, it's perfect!ahhhh

"Husband, my wishful husband!"

......

Zijun directly blindfolded his ears, these people are really crazy, fortunately they are not in their bodies, otherwise they will be noisy to death, no matter how bad they are, they will have tinnitus, and even at this time, a large number of people have flocked here, and they are shocked.

Zifeng should hate this kind of atmosphere.

Zijun poked his head out and looked, just looking at Zifeng, the child grinned, Zifeng didn't know why.

Zijun turned around and sighed.

Once she was a child and an adult herself.

Now that he is a child, Zifeng has grown up, and God will make people!

The melancholy child made the referee feel shocked, he hid in the corner, and his thoughtful expression seemed to have experienced a lot.

Although I want to ask him, I still can't help it, what storms can a child experience?

......

The old man who judged the quality of the painting was shocked, and carefully observed the painting in front of him, as if he was looking at a beautiful woman, who did not let go of any corner, if Zijun was a rotten mud, then this painting was the golden brick and jade of the immortal pavilion!

If you want to say that Zijun is a loach in the soil, then he is the green dragon that soars and soars, the representative of the dragon, or the candle dragon, the strongest of the dragon!

The winding river is carried by a stroke, there are people on the green hills, there are few people in the cooking smoke, children climb the branches, adults work in the fields, exactly the same, exactly the same as the painting of the Northern Kite, or some details are handled better than her, this person and the Lord of the Northern Kite?

Ever seen the same scene?

The old man doesn't know, but this painting is perfect!

After reading this of the white-clothed swordsman, and then looking at Zijun's one, it was simply miserable, and I sighed, but people have a backstage!

"Ahh

At this time, a big man in the early stage of the real human realm went crazy directly, rushed into the door and tore up his paintings a few times, and went crazy at the old man in charge!

The person next to him shook his head, he was also very helpless, and said: "No, no, if you can't pass, just watch from the side!"

Dahan turned his head to look at it, pointed to a painting and laughed: "Lao Tzu still thinks I'm the worst, who painted me laughed to death, hahaha......"

"That painting passed!"

"Ahem, cough, cough~ what? How is it possible, this is shit, the one I tore up is better than his, why, why didn't you say it earlier! Lao Tzu is not convinced! Or give me three seconds and I will draw a picture ten times better than his!"

The old man waved his hand and said to the person next to him: "Hurry up and invite this guest out to entertain him and soothe his wounded heart!"

A few big men rushed in outside the door, carrying this unwilling man out, and shouting injustice before he left!

It's cheating!

......

Zijun came to Chen Tiejun's side, the old man took Zijun's little hand with a concerned face, and asked eagerly: "Tianwazi, what did you draw, is it really so amazing?"

Zijun smiled and pulled the old man's hand, the old man understood, put his ear over, Zijun said in his ear: "I don't know how to paint, scribble, this hand with a pen is shaking, simply shaking a graffiti, I decided to name it the chaos of the world, is in line with the current artistic conception, the world is in chaos, where to come to the beautiful scenery of the rivers and mountains, here is prosperous, the people do not chat, where to come to the song and dance of the warbler, in the peripheral border battlefield, how many soldiers can be killed?" So I don't want them to understand, and don't get close to the answer, the picture scroll is covered with the word "rivers and mountains", the ruins and broken arms are dotted on the periphery, the knife is stuck in the heart, the beast stands in the wild and roars, the king is worried that the red sun hangs in the twilight of the sky, the black water means that the world is dark, the wind blows the flag, but there are soldiers to support it!"

The old man listened to Zijun's words, and found that it was not bad, and the uniqueness was the opposite, saying this, he wanted to take a good look at what Zijun had drawn.

The old man listened, and the old general seemed to recall the old days, this scene, I don't know how many times I was tired of watching, killing, killing until I was exhausted, and killing until I forgot everything, this kid understood...... It's not ordinary!

Even he suspected that this boy had been on the battlefield and had seen the desolation for himself!

He clenched Zijun's hand and said: "It's out of the way, as long as you pass, this is what we know in our eyes, I haven't been to those prosperous places, the places I guard, there is no turning back, go forward, and there can be a vacant place behind you!"

Zijun nodded, and then grinned, what he didn't tell Old Man Chen was that the demon beast couldn't draw, and he used a vertical expression, and the broken arm couldn't draw, and he scribbled a few strokes, as for the word Jiangshan, because his hands were shaking, what he wrote was also crooked, not good-looking, not upright, and it could not be represented by any font that could be found in the present world, so what he said was not consistent with the painting at all.

Commonly known as the brain: yes!

Hand: You're going to try it?

......

Everywhere the white-clothed swordsman went, there were young ladies who led the maid to watch from afar, pretending to fan the wind, or pretending to enjoy the scenery, but in fact, she was deeply concerned about this swordsman in her heart!

Even fantasizing that Zifeng is them, holding a sword and following a person, although being a swordsmaid seems to be the best profession in the world, how can that woman?

The realm is a bit high.

Reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal that they didn't know!

One step from the earth fairy to such a point, and from the appearance of a child to a young girl, I don't know what I have experienced during this period, the same is that I still can't speak.

Bai Yi raised his hand and touched her head, and said gently: "Wind, are you hungry, look at you, saliva is flowing out!"

Although this girl is powerful, her expression is very stupid, like a fool, sometimes there is saliva flowing from her feet after passing by, there are many people, I am afraid that some men will do anything and dare not think about it.

"Hmm~"

The girl hummed solemnly, Bai Yi smiled calmly, and took her into the inn, this inn ushered in such a big Buddha, it is simply to make the shopkeeper's Peng Shen, and entertain again and again, this person may be the person who changed the situation in the world, last night to kill the black king is obvious to all, first the black king played, and then the long sword pointed to the sky, and slashed downward, it killed the black king, and the river several miles away was broken, this kind of power, if others have, why don't they go out?

So the shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear.

......

"Everyone, be quiet, and now announce the candidates for promotion!"

The referee shouted loudly to the bottom, and the sound sounded in their ears like spring thunder, but nothing happened, because they were used to it.

At this time, there were twenty maids who walked up to the bridge with a picture scroll in their arms and stood side by side.

Seeing this, Zijun said that his stomach hurt a little, so he slipped away first!

"Haha, this first painting was selected by many famous artists, but it is called the best in Western Kyoto! It is the one made by the Emperor of Heaven, which is the most similar to the Lord of the Northern Kite!"

The crowd erupted into a burst of discussion, and it turned out to be the best in Western Kyoto, doesn't that mean that the white-clothed swordsman is expected to become the most ape-minded person in the northern kite?

This person is going against the sky, is he the son of luck?

Or the Son of the Times?

This white-clothed swordsman really refreshed many people's minds, first defeated the black king with a mortal, and was handsome over the immortals, and acted dignified and generous, not only submissive, nor as proud and complacent as the wild child, it is simply a symbol of the son of the times, if he grows up, I am afraid that this huge Luo Dynasty is not enough for him to gallop!

World!

The world is his territory, or......

The legendary Si Geng world!!

"Next ......"

With the white-clothed swordsman, how could the others be remembered in their hearts? The referee introduced them one after another, and one after another, the names of the strong men slowly surfaced.

The hearts of those young and throbbing girls are full of Zijun alone.

"The next one is a thief, and it is also a person who is hovering on the qualified line, what this child painted, but it is really shocking, but several respected old gentlemen said that it is good, after all, this thing is difficult to reconcile, and those who understand it say it is good, and those who don't understand it say it is not good! So...... It's time to reveal!"

The maid slowly tore open the white paper sealed on the painting with a disgusted face, and the eyes of the people below widened, didn't this kid laugh very happily just now?

actually won a last place.

Especially except for the white-clothed swordsman, the other eighteen people are miserable, so how good can this last person be?

Many people are curious and waiting to be revealed!

"Goodong~"

I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The old man in the pavilion shook his head, he simply had no face to see people, this kind of dregs can also enter the eyes of everyone, and his reputation is damaged!

The maid stabbed and uncovered all the white paper.

As soon as this graffiti came out, it was silent at first, and then burst into laughter!

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, what is this? Did you accidentally get the scroll into the paint?"

"I'm laughing to death, what kind of thing is this painting, it's simply an insult to everyone's IQ!"

"Could it be that it is too far away to understand the true meaning? Do you understand, those old gentlemen all said yes, but it was only because it was difficult to reconcile them, so they reluctantly listed it as the last place!"

"Are you kidding? You can see that it's good? I'm afraid that walking in the middle of the night with a lantern will be scared out of my heart by this ghost drawing!"

......

Chen Tiejun stood up and clenched his fists.

That painting of Tianwazi!

He saw "wanton!" and "wild!"

Even......

"Arrogance!"

......

End of chapter.