The moment Yan Chu put down his pen, he activated his skill mastery.

He didn't need to think about it at all, and his hands moved involuntarily.

The nib of the pen moves quickly across the paper, without a moment's pause, sometimes with a splash, sometimes with caution!

Yan Chu also revealed a demeanor of everyone, and he actually rolled up a breeze around him intentionally or unintentionally.

The breeze blew his clothes and the leaves of the willow trees in the small courtyard, but he didn't dare to blow half a cent of the rice paper on the table, as if he was afraid of disturbing Yan Chu's painting.

Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Yi also quieted down, and watched Yan Chu painting in a daze.

It seems that watching him paint is a kind of art, a kind of enjoyment.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chu lifted the pen, as if the beautiful music had stopped abruptly, and everyone suddenly woke up, only to find that Yan Chu had finished painting.

"What did you draw?" Qianji Yuge couldn't help but ask.

Yan Chu smiled slightly, put down the pen, and lifted the rice paper.

"This painting is called "Spring Breeze Wine Cup"!"

I saw that in Yan Chu's painting, the landscape was simply depicted, a welcoming pine tree stood in the lower left corner, a literati was drinking happily under the tree, and a leisurely white crane was opposite.

The whole painting is extremely natural, revealing a chic and pyrotechnic atmosphere!

When Gongsun Yi saw it, he couldn't help but look dull.

Compared to this painting, what he just said is indeed worthless!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Gongsun Yi would never have believed that Yan Chu would be able to paint such a painting!

"This ...... This ......" Gongsun Yi was speechless for a long time.

Qianji Yuge couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa Gongsun, ...... you two Who draws better?"

In fact, she already felt that Yan Chu had drawn better, but she couldn't bear to slap Gongsun Yi's face.

Gongsun Yi sighed deeply: "His good." ”

Although the tone was full of unwillingness, it was also admitted very happily.

"Concession. ”

Yan Chu put down the painting, proud in his heart.

This "Spring Breeze Wine Cup" is the work of Tang Bohu, a genius of the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that at an auction that year, it was sold for 72 million US dollars.

Yan Chu had inadvertently seen a photograph of this painting in the past, and after gaining the painting skills, the memory picture of the past became extremely clear, and he easily drew it.

At this moment, the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Gongsun Yi admitted defeat, according to what he just said, he was afraid that he would have to call Yan Chu grandpa.

Qianji Yuge was also very embarrassed, in fact, shouting grandpa was embarrassing, if she didn't shout, it would be even more embarrassing, she didn't know how to open her mouth to let Gongsun Yi step down.

At this time, Yan Chu suddenly said:

"Old man, in fact, the younger generation still has a painting in his heart and wants to draw it. ”

"You draw. Gongsun Yi said without hesitation.

He really wanted to see what else Yan Chu could draw.

Yan Chu replaced the rice paper again, picked up the pen again, and began to paint!

This time, his pen is wide open and closed, and the tip of the pen is like a swimming dragon, swaying wantonly on rice paper!

Qianji Yuge suddenly discovered that Yan Chu's feet actually emitted golden light!

"Grandpa Gongsun, look, what is that?" Qianji Yuge hurriedly said.

The golden light burst out along Yan Chu's body, and actually formed a phantom behind him!

Gongsun Yi looked at it fixedly, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"It's ...... This is a painting fairy?!"

Legend has it that after the level of painting reaches the immortal level, every time there is an immortal painting, there will be a phantom of a painting immortal!

And what Yan Chu was behind at this time was the phantom of the Painting Immortal!

Gongsun Yi admitted that Yan Chu was very good at painting, but he never thought that Yan Chu would be able to paint immortal paintings!

With the blessing of painting immortal phantoms, Yan Chu drew more smoothly.

After a few minutes, Yan Chu put down his pen and let out a deep breath.

"It's done. ”

This time, Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Yi ran directly forward to check.

This is a fairy painting!

What the hell was drawn?!

I saw that on the rice paper, a five-clawed golden dragon came to life, churning freely among the auspicious clouds!

Although the painting is static, what the two of them see is as if it were a living thing.

"This painting is almost indistinguishable from the real thing," Gongsun Yi said numbly...... "but why, such a lifelike dragon, has no eyes?"

Qianji Yuge also noticed this, the dragon in the painting is extraordinary, like a living creature, but because it lacks eyes, it has a huge flaw.

Because of the lack of these eyes, it seems that this immortal painting is not as good as the "Spring Breeze Wine Cup" painted by Yan Chu just now.

Hearing the questioning of the two, Yan Chu said with a smile:

"Why do you think this painting is an immortal painting?"

The two of them shook their heads blankly, even for Gongsun Yi, this question was beyond his knowledge.

Seeing that the two couldn't answer, Yan Chu decided to simply show them.

I saw him lift his pen and point two points in the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon.

Finishing touch!

As soon as his pen left the drawing paper, a thrilling dragon groan came from the painting!

Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Ce were scared back several steps on the spot.

The dragon in the painting actually began to churn!

"Draw...... Came back to life?" Gongsun Yi's face was full of shock, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

The dragon in the painting tossed a few times, and actually came out of the painting, let out a dragon groan again, and then swayed upward, directly into the clouds in the sky, and soon disappeared!

"This ......"

Qianji Yuge also opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Yan Chu looked at the drawing paper that had turned into white paper again, and said lightly: "Lord Qianji, I said it, I only know a little bit about painting. ”

Qianji Yuge smiled ashamedly.

Is this also called a little bit?

This is a billion points, right?

Others are humble, that's really humble.

Your modesty is really a bit too much!

Gongsun Yi took a deep breath and silently walked in front of Yan Chu, putting his hands on his shoulders.

"Grandpa. Gongsun Yi suddenly shouted.

Yan Chu laughed and hurriedly waved his hand: "The old man really tortured me, I have to call you grandpa, otherwise I will have to lose my life!"

Gongsun Yi said angrily: "Master Yan, don't say that, with your painting attainments, let me worship you as a teacher, I am very frightened!"

"And ...... relationship between the two of us?"

"If you don't dislike it, let's make a New Year's friend, and from today we will be brothers, you will be brothers, and I will be brothers, how about it?" Gongsun Yi said very seriously.

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