Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom!

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Therefore, there has always been a legend of the peony flower god, there are scholars, who have met the flower god and left a good story.

In the painting, the holy hand Wudaozi is painted with a bright red peony flower, which is vivid and vivid, revealing charm, as if it is a real peony, jumping on the paper.

It's a rare masterpiece.

Many people were attracted by the transformation of Wu Daozi, and carefully observed and learned the techniques.

Yang Chen glanced at it and did not step forward to observe and study.

Regarding Wu Daozi's technique, Yang Chen did not pay attention to it.

Let Wu Daozi's technique, no matter how clever it is, it only stays at the level of skill, and compared with himself, it is too far behind.

And he has already reached the point where he is almost Tao.

"This peony is painted so well, rare in the world, worthy of being the holy hand in the painting, this time the painting competition, the noon Daozi will be the first, who competes. ”

"This peony, colorful and charming, has reached the point of being fake, if it is put aside, I think it is a flower blooming on the table. ”

"If the peerless famous painting is collected by the master and warmed up, he may not be able to say that this painting will also be able to pass through spirituality, and from then on he will attain the Tao. ”

Everyone has high praise for Wu Daozi's paintings, and sure enough, they are rarely seen.

As for Yang Chen, he was ignored by everyone.

In the eyes of everyone, Wu Daozi's painting skills have reached the pinnacle of the world, and there is no one who can control it, even if Yang Chen is a genius in the sky, the sages in the world are useless.

As long as you are a person in the painting, facing the peony picture of Wu Daozi, you can only bow down and automatically admit defeat all the way.

Wu Daozi listened, his eyebrows smiled, if this time, he can get the first place in painting, he will inevitably make himself famous in the world and raise prestige.

Among Confucianism and Taoism, there are many secret methods, and painting Taoism is one of them.

"Everyone praises it falsely, now the nations are proud to gather here, there are many geniuses, each with unique skills, I just know a little about Danqing, not to talk about the first, there are many national players, there is no pen, now it is too early to say, or after the comparison, I know the level. ”

Wu Daozi said humbly.

Yang Chen nodded and said, "If you are truly humble, you are still a generation of painting masters, if you pretend to be reserved, your painting skills will stop here." ”

Wu Daozi's face changed at that time.

For Yang Chen, of course Wu Daozi knew him, and almost every person who was present knew Yang Chen.

"What Yang Xianggong said is extremely true!"

Wu Daozi said lightly, a little proud, "Painting the way, profound and difficult, I just learned a few graffiti, it is difficult to get into the elegant hall." ”

Yang Chen said, "It's really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, you have self-knowledge, this is very good, and there is salvation." ”

I want to vomit angrily!

"Ask Gao Ming!"

When the surrounding readers heard this, they also complained, "Speak wildly, everyone can, and you have to see the real tricks under the pen, who do you think you are, can you be better than the holy hand in the painting?"

Yang Chen nodded, "Of course it's better than his painting, his painting is just starting, it's equivalent to a babbling child in the painting road, what is there to be proud of, I can beat him with a few random strokes." ”

As he spoke, he added a few more strokes to his drawing board, and a majestic horse leaped out of the paper.

Hiss!

As soon as the horse roared, I saw that on the paper, the qi flowed, and the horse came to life from the picture, jumped out violently, fell to the ground, and turned into a divine horse, with four hooves and auspicious clouds, and galloped to and fro in the sky.

After a long time, this magic horse returned to the picture and came to life.

"This horse is alive!"

"Painting a mountain is a mountain, painting water is water, and drawing a horse can immediately manifest, like a fairy, this kind of painting is almost creation. ”

"My life's pursuit is such a realm. ”

Wu Daozi's eyes were confused, and he stretched out his hand and touched the horse in the picture.

After Yang Chen painted the horse, he did not stop writing, and immediately drew a peony picture on another drawing board.

After the painting.

I saw the peony, swaying in the painting, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers spread out from the painting.

A peony, blooming in the drawing board, the national color is fragrant, delicate and moving, and each petal is shining with crystal light.

"A strange flower, nothing special, just like a real peony, full of vitality. ”

After Yang Chen finished painting the two paintings, he didn't say anything and left directly.

In the painting competition, he was naturally the first and got a full score.

"Master Yang, please accept me as a disciple, I am willing to learn painting with Master Yang!"

Looking at Yang Chen, who turned to leave, Wu Daozi suddenly came to his senses, immediately took down the two paintings, and chased after Yang Chen.

Yang Chen said, "No, I don't have much time to teach you, you better go and explore it yourself." ”

Wu Daozi said, "Master Yang, no matter what, I will follow you, only by following your side, can I comprehend the true way of painting." ”

Yang Chen waved his hand, "As long as it doesn't affect me, it's up to you." ”

Turning over and riding on the pony king, Yang Chen ran towards the next examination room.

"You, it's you, this table, you pick it up and eat it, reader, you can't say it. ”

The student of the Great Zhou Empire grabbed a scholar from the Great Qin Empire who was about to leave, and his voice was loud.

The scholars of the Great Qin Empire are all about to cry.

Who knows, Yang Chen is so demonic!

In this painting, the Holy Hand Wu Daozi is thinking of worshipping Yang Chen as a teacher, and the gap can be imagined.

Yang Chen went all the way through the ten competitions, and everywhere he passed, people turned on their backs, there was no place to meet, and all the people were not Yang Chen's opponents.

broke the record every game, and every game was full score, which made all the candidates despair.

When it was still early, others had just participated in two or three competitions, but Yang Chen had participated in nine competitions.

In every competition, Yang Chen made no effort, he wrote immediately, without thinking, obviously he had not used his real strength, such a thing shook the Quartet, and his reputation became famous.

There's one last game left!

Chess!

If it is this one, it can also get the first place, and it is a Grand Slam.

And it will be a unique grand slam in the history of the poetry societies of the nations.

The so-called chess road, there are ancient poems:

Silent gunsmoke, black and white jagged clouds and rain. Gaze at the clever strategy, and concentrate on the dark circle. The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and the road turns back to a different day. Between square inches, the world dreams, and it is also happy to think twice.

Arrived at the field.

I found that there are a lot of chess masters, scattered everywhere.