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The decisive battle was imminent, and he didn't expect that he would stay in the camp for a whole afternoon, letting those red-robed painters paint portraits of themselves.

Speaking of the reason for this portrait, we have to start from the beginning. In the past three or four months, because of the expedition of the Four Blasphemy Dragon Kings, the Xuanling Demon Clan and the Shangqing Daoists followed closely in order to take revenge, so the South China Sea and Ocean have been surging and the war is in full swing, so there is no need to elaborate. At the same time, the Central Plains of the continent, far to the north, was not peaceful. Over the past few months, there have been a number of events directly or indirectly related to the war in the South China Sea.

Directly related is that the South China Sea Dragon Palace, far south of the sea, instructed the forces that had been lurking in the Central Plains Continent for many years to launch an attack on the many water system territories of the Sidu Dragon Clan, hoping to drag the Sidu back and delay their attack in the South China Sea. Of course, during this period, the targets of the hidden forces in the South China Sea also included the Upper Puritans located in Luofu and Horseshoe.

However, for such harassment and attacks, Si Du and Shangqing were prepared in the morning, and the two forces, under the leadership of Dongting Jun and Qinghe Zhenren, echoed each other and helped each other, and in the end, those sneak attacks with high hopes in the South China Sea did not have any effect, but the hidden forces they had painstakingly managed for many years were destroyed this time, and there was no hope. What made the Nanhai Dragon Palace even more unexpected was that it was these failed attacks that made the Shangqing Palace, which had almost lost its reputation, rise again and become the leader of the Daomen of the world again. With several unusual victories, Cassia Zi, Youyunzi, Jin Linggong, these ancestors of the Shangqing Dynasty who re-emerged from the mountain, and Qinghe, who suddenly took over as the head of the family, these names, together with the word "Shangqing", once again shined like stars in the eyes of cultivators in the world. The cultivators of the world who originally suspected that Shangqing had created evil deeds and were punished by the gods, after reading several good news jointly issued by the gods of the four desecrations and the head of Shangqing, they suddenly realized, oh, it turned out that the frozen Luofu last time, Feiyunding Shangqing Palace was the bitter master, and the culprit was the evil dragon named "Meng Zhang" in the South China Sea!

As a result, all kinds of mythical legends spread all over the world as quickly as they had grown wings, making the Taoists in the world run to tell each other, as if those Shangqing masters who slay dragons with swords in the snow waves and blue waves were themselves!

"I heard that no, our Upper Qing Sect is working with the immortals of the Four Desecration Dragon Palace to conquer the evil dragons of the South China Sea!"

"Yes, I heard that there is a hidden hall master in the Shangqing Palace, and he also became the immortal official of the Four Desecration Dragon Palace!"

It was in such an atmosphere that the Heavenly Master Sect and Miaohua Palace, which were originally in the same breath as the Shangqing Palace, finally dispelled their doubts, and not only sent the elites of the sect to support the two famous mountains of the Shangqing Dynasty, but also carefully selected the most outstanding children of their respective sects to go to the South China Sea to fight against the "evil dragon".

These deeds can be regarded as the direct or indirect relationship between the human sect and the South China Sea War. In addition, there are still greater changes taking place in those wilderness, mountains and rivers, which can be described as earth-shaking. Such a huge change happened to all kinds of cultivation demon spirits in those mountains, rivers and mountains.

Speaking of which, at this time, the human race in the world, although only occupied the most prosperous cities and villages, a little away from the places where the citizens and villagers lived, were full of wilderness and mountain fields covered with deep grass and dense forests. It's just that, even so, the vast land under the world and within the sea still belongs to those who know how to read and pass on their clothes to the world. And those beasts, plants, and elves who have cultivated human form in the barren mountains and weeds, and have been trying to walk on the path of immortals, are nothing more than "monsters" and "monsters" that people call in their words. Although there are a few local people and villagers who will worship "fox fairy" and "Huang Tai Sin", they are still very contemptuous and hateful in their hearts, and all superficial respect is just inner fear or actual intentions; such reverence rituals generally only last until the arrival of those Taoist priests who specialize in subduing demons and catching monsters.

In this case, those human demons who have worked hard to cultivate the "meeting of gods and ghosts" and "between immortals and animals" have gradually lost their way, and like everyone in the world, they feel that their identity as demons is very hateful, so they either give up on themselves and flee to remote wastelands to form gangs, and fight for territory among their own demon clans, but they dare not go to the popular state of poetry and rites to continue to ask for immortals. Either some of them will change their faces, learn from the villains in the world, occupy a few mountain farms, and do a few murderous things. In addition to them, the slightly better ones are just charming and charming, and they go to the red dust market to find a down-and-out scholar and form a dewy marriage. All kinds of things, in a word, "not doing business", ignorant of their own origin!

Now, though, it's different. The Xuanling Demon Clan, who was far away in Lingnan, didn't know what chance he had, and he realized the way and broke the entrance, both the demon law and the fairy art have advanced by leaps and bounds, and the power has gradually expanded. Especially in recent months, I have heard those Xuanling envoys who came to their own territory to advocate the "revival of the demon clan" say that their Xuanling demon clan, because they were killed by the gods of the South China Sea a few months ago, in order to take revenge, now they are raising troops under the leadership of the sect leader to expedition to the southeast of the sky, and those desecrated water gods are fighting side by side, and the narcissus dragon gods of the South China Sea are full of urine-

"Started a war with the gods?!—— and won it?!"

The first time they heard such words, the first reaction of almost all the demon clan leaders was:

It's really unfortunate that these dusty Xuanling brothers have been impeached by some Taoist priest on the road, and they are crazy.

However, just before all the leaders wanted to call someone to help them heal them or simply ask someone to fight with a stick, these Xuan Ling Messengers, who were obviously very experienced, all took out all kinds of glorious congratulatory gifts as quickly as possible—according to their swearing, these sea treasures of the Ruicai Thousand Strips were all the trophies obtained by the demon army of their Xuan Ling Sect from defeating the South China Sea God Clan, and now the sect leader and his old man personally asked them to bring them as a meeting gift to the Barbarian Demon Clan.

After these envoys were generously presented, it was also ashamed to say that these wild demon spirit leaders were indeed a little unheard of, so when they saw that these gifts were so magical and dazzling, they did not need to carefully check whether they were genuine, and they already believed it in their hearts; moreover, those envoys often brought one or two strange weapons with strange patterns and dazzling edges, which were also trophies obtained from the South China Sea, so that all the brave and combative demon clan leaders immediately believed their words. After all, although that treasure can be faked, these sharp and dazzling divine weapons cannot be counterfeited in front of them at all!

Therefore, under the encouragement of these envoys to move with affection and reason, especially to give them divine objects, the long-forgotten glory and pride of those demon clan elders were gradually picked up again:

"Yes, you are right! All things in the world are equal, and we demon spirits are the most outstanding elves in nature besides humans!"

"Yes, yes, listening to what you said about these victories is really enjoyable! Ha! Who will dare to underestimate my demon spirit in the future? You must know our sect leader, Zhang ...... Zhang, what's that, he's leading thousands of troops and immortals to fight hard!"

"We ...... South China Sea!South China Sea!!"

So, under such an inspiring call, teams of elite warriors of the demon clan set out from all over the wilderness mountains and rivers, and rushed to the distant Tiannan under the leadership of those Xuanling envoys, constantly replenishing the source of troops under their sect leader. In this way, the young man who was attacking in the South China Sea and didn't really know much about it only felt that although the demon warriors of the Xuanling Sect under his hands were repeatedly damaged, they were always rare;

And in this way, those new warriors of the demon clan who won the battle with the awakening in the South China Sea will be sent back to the reckless wasteland in the rear by the elders who are in charge of propaganda in the sect, and they will appear with more rare and strange blades to inspire more demon warriors to go to the battlefield!

So, through an ethereal and illusory "Xuanling Sect Master" and a demon god war with frequent good news, these spirit clans, which have been like a plate of scattered sand for thousands of years and have always been regarded as "cheap" by the Three Realms and the Four Seas, have miraculously condensed for the first time, raised their eyebrows, and stood on one side! And as a clear proof of their re-emergence, it is the Taoist priests in the human world who have been regarded as enemies who can be killed at will all the year round, and now they are no longer regarded as annihilation and ambush under the orders of their current leader, the real Qinghe Sect Master, the head of the Shangqing Dynasty. Enhancement of the object of practice!

Perhaps, in all these changes like a marquee, only the demon clan itself, who has been poisoned and despised for thousands of years, can really feel the significance of such a change!

Therefore, in such an unprecedented new change, all the races in the demon world are grateful to the "Xuanling Sect Master" who made them raise their eyebrows, and all ethnic groups and households hung up the portrait of the sect leader, bowed and worshipped, and made three incense a day to show their reverence.

It's just that it is this seemingly irrelevant move that has brought about a storm that is not big or small. The origin of the turmoil is that because the entire demon clan is now facing a major war, no one has brought a portrait that can truly reflect the dignity of their sect leader, whether it is the envoy from Lingnan or the warrior who has returned from the front line. Therefore, the heart of worship is very anxious, and the portraits are indeed out of stock, so it is inevitable that many hasty works will be produced, and all kinds of ethnic groups will ask people to draw portraits of the sect leaders who think they are real, and hang them in the special shrines made in each village and each cave, and dance and worship.

In this way, it is conceivable that the portraits of the "Xuanling Sect Master" are varied, especially the biggest feature is that each ethnic group paints the portrait of the Sect Master according to the characteristics of their own clans. For example, the Zhang sect leader of the fox clan has a fluffy gorgeous tail behind him, and the Zhang sect leader of the Niu clan has a pair of bright and dangling horns on his head, and there is even a certain clan of painters who are full of understanding, just according to the words of the previous visiting envoy, "The sect leader is ...... old man", he drew a majestic white-bearded old man with two eagle wings and a pair of eagle wings!

In short, the portrait of Sect Leader Zhang, who is fighting bloodily on the front line, is really strange and difficult to explain, if anyone has the heart to collect it, put it together only thinks that it is a demon encyclopedia, and no one can guess that they are all one person!

Therefore, when the leaders gathered together to exchange the portraits of the sect leader, it happened that the elders of the tiger clan fought against those fox spirits because they saw that the portrait of the sect leader produced by the fox clan lacked a few majestic eyebrows, and they dared to call the portrait of the sect leader;

Their venerable sect leader really needs a standard portrait!

Because of this, on this afternoon, the young man on Nanyang Island was invited by the two demon god elders Kunxiang and Yin Tieya to a brightly lit Bailuo tent, and let the demon painters who came from the land to paint portraits.

I have said that there are many reasons, and then I will say soberly. Although he had been confined to the tent for two hours, he felt a little depressed, but the process of looking at the portrait was quite fresh. After a while, the painters would respectfully ask in unison:

"Ask the master to raise his feet a little...... Ask the lord to be a little more expensive......"

Then several people looked at it together, and together they buried their heads together and whispered and discussed for a long time, and then one of them started to lift the pen of Zihao and draw on the bright jade plate.

For their rather novel painting method, it is unheard of to say soberly. For him, this is just right, he can move his muscles and bones regularly, and he also saves himself from falling asleep. In the end, seeing that the shadow of the sun was gradually slanting westward, and the portrait was gradually coming to an end, Xingyan was also very much looking forward to what he was being painted on the opposite drawing.

"Shouldn't it be bad?"

While watching those painters busy coloring, he said happily:

"Heh~ I heard Kunxiang's predecessors say that these painters are the most powerful painters in their clan, and all of them have taken mountain treasures to Beijing to learn painting under the famous family, and the craftsmanship is ...... It shouldn't be bad. ”

Just thinking about it, the painter over there was also busy, so he bowed down with him and said:

"Sect Master, the little ones have already painted your old portrait, please see it!"

As he spoke, the two tall men among them stretched out their hands and grabbed the top of each other's corner portraits, carefully lifted them, and turned them around as they lifted, and after the portrait facing them completely turned to the young man, they took a few steps to the side together, and then took out the huge picture plate and displayed it in front of Xingyan at a glance.

"Okay! thank you, I'll see what it looks like-"

When they flipped through the portraits, Xingyan was also full of curiosity, and craned his neck to watch with great interest. It's just that when the huge portrait about two feet high was fully propped up and displayed in front of him, he opened his eyes to look at it, but he was suddenly taken aback, and said like a bead in his mouth:

"Who's this?!"

It turned out that it was clear that in the portrait was a big man standing up to the sky, with angry eyes and extremely powerful, and the sturdy figure was draped with a golden armor of a divine robe, and behind him was a black cloak—

"This, this ......"

With such an image, I am afraid that it looks like nothing but the cloak and armor. And in addition to the appearance and body shape of the bull's head and the horse's mouth, what is especially out of the ordinary is that this angry man is now looking like a mighty giant who wants to rush out of the painting and beat people, holding a pool of blue sea water in his left hand, holding a majestic mountain in his right hand, the sun and moon on his head, the auspicious clouds in his ears, the white crane flying on his waist, and the soles of his feet stepping on rivers and mountains!

"This, this!"

"Master—"

Just as he was stunned and speechless when he looked at the painting, he heard the painter and the elder still explaining to him:

"The good sect leader learned that the Taishan Beihai in your hands is exactly the meaning of taking the sect master's vast magic power and being able to 'coerce Mount Tai to copy the Beihai' at will. You see, you hold Mount Tai with one hand and copy the North Sea with the other, how majestic!"

"This ......"

Hearing this explanation, the young sect leader who couldn't laugh or cry took a closer look at the sea in his right hand and the sea in his left hand, and this careful look really made him find a blank cliff in the green forest of that mountain, on which the word "Taishan" was written, and there were indeed a few pieces of snow-white ice floe floating in the blue water, which seemed to be the North Sea. Take a closer look, the word "Mount Tai" in the mountain is healthy and simple, there are snowflakes flying on a few pieces of drift ice on the sea, it looks very vivid, it is indeed a meticulous master's meticulous work. It's just that...... After looking at it for a while, he was a little puzzled, so he asked:

"This ...... Consult a few masters, I think that the word "super" of "coercing Mount Tai to surpass the North Sea" is probably the "super" of "exceeding", and it doesn't seem to be the "copying" of things by hand......"

"yes?!—— oops......!

Hearing the sober words, these demon painters who were a little less knowledgeable touched their heads and thought about it, and they were immediately embarrassed, sweating profusely, and very embarrassed!

At this time, when they were about to ask the sect master to redraw, the little sister who had disappeared without a trace rushed into the tent very punctually, and jumped to the portrait they had just painted.

"Hee-hee, I'll take a look—it's good, it's good!"

When she arrived at the painting, Qiong Wei saw the colorful and bright colors on the canvas, as well as the majestic spirit of the whole painting, and was immediately attracted. Xu was too busy connoisseurship, and accidentally walked closer, and there was some oil paint on her nose that had not completely dried.

Just as she was admiring it, Qiong Wei overheard her brother ask:

"Qiong Wei, you help my brother take a look, is this painting me?"

"Okay!

Hearing the words of the awakening and asking her for help, Qiong Wei agreed, quickly took two steps back, leaned her neck and carefully looked the giant painting up and down several times, then turned her face and said solemnly to her brother:

"Brother Xingyan, this is you!

“......”

Awake and speechless, and at this time, the elders of Kunxiang and Yin Tieya, who had been waiting outside the door, as well as the princess of Sidu, who had rushed to hear the news, also poured into the tent.

"Ah~ It's done. ”

Seeing the portrait, everyone also discussed:

"Yes, yes, what a look! Sure enough, he is worthy of being a master painter of my clan! Look at this spirit!"

"Yes, pole to pole, it's the Grandmaster's handwriting!"

"Hmmm, vivid!"

In the midst of everyone's gossip and shaking their heads in admiration, the Lingyi girl who has been getting along with Xingyan day and night recently is also echoing with everyone:

"Yes, yes, it's really like! I don't believe Qiong Wei, come and see, your brother is like this, it's really about to come out!"

"Yes—— Sister Lingyi, what do you mean by 'about to come out'?"

"Hey~ It's like if you shout, the brother in your portrait will agree, and then run out by himself!"

"Yes?—— Brother Xingyan !!"

"Hey, here we are. ”

At the loud cry of the little girl, the depressed young man in the crowd answered listlessly, and then ran over and reached out to wipe the ridiculous oil paint from the tip of her nose, and as he wiped it, he comforted himself in his heart:

"Alas, it's okay, but this portrait doesn't have any more tail horns this time......"

At this point, the sun is setting outside, the evening birds are returning to their nests, and the hustle and bustle of the day is over on this island.