As the gold leaf covered by Ning Chen's painting was completely lifted, I saw that on the pure white rice paper, there was only a bright red hibiscus flower, which looked ordinary.

"What the hell is this?"

"Just that little flower, also come to Mengfu?"

Suddenly, in the crowd of onlookers, such a voice came, and the tone was full of endless ridicule.

Kui Qiuzi, who was standing on the cloud platform, also shook his head slightly, that red hibiscus flower was obviously too ordinary...... Wait!

At this moment, Kui Qiuzi's expression suddenly moved, his eyes opened slightly, and the color of his previous sigh was gone, replaced by a touch of surprise.

That's right! The red hibiscus flower painted by Ning Chen is simply a flower, which looks very ordinary at first glance, but after two more glances, Kui Qiuzi's heartstrings tremble slightly!

I only feel that in this painting, a faint sadness is gradually revealed, the single flower, revealing the artistic conception, it is clearly a person, standing alone in the void, revealing a feeling of helplessness, unwillingness and sadness intertwined together.

In particular, the two withered petals in the painting are full of a faint melancholy.

Instinctively, Kui Qiuzi actually had an impulse to keep the last beauty of this painting and not let it completely wither, but no matter how deep his cultivation was, there was a sense of powerlessness.

It's as if spring is going to autumn, and people can't stop the changes of time.

"This ......" Kui Qiuzi was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but make such a sound, this painting seems ordinary, how can there be such a strong artistic conception, even Kui Qiuzi, who has cultivated to a high level, can't help but be intoxicated!

However, this was not the most shocking, when Kui Qiuzi focused his eyes on the verses on the side little by little, he froze on the spot, like a thunderbolt!

Flowers and leaves cherish each other, and flowers fall inseparably.

The flowers are full of fragrance, and the flowers and leaves are sad.

Drunken words and flowers, don't love flowers.

The gentleman interprets the flower language, and the frost and snow fall under the hedge.

"This, this ......" Looking at Ning Chen's poems, the unfathomable Kui Qiuzi was dumbfounded, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

This poem completely meets all the requirements of the difficult poem topic, you know, this poem title even Kui Qiuzi himself, can not be easily solved, and this Ning Chen only took an hour to make such a beautiful poem, what is even more commendable is that this poem and this painting can be described as natural, and the faint helplessness and sorrow make people want to stop.

Qi Lun behind him, his expression was even more exaggerated, the dignified Great Dan Master of the Demon Spirit Sect completely ignored his image, his eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were about to fall out.

He could feel that artistic conception from the painting, and more importantly, this feeling was so familiar, yes, absolutely yes! He had a similar feeling in Ouyang Lin's house.

"That Ning Chen is the second aunt, that's right, this kind of detached artistic conception, among the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect, it is impossible for a second person to do it!" Qi Lun concluded in his heart.

At the same time, looking around the square, the voices of the people who had been ridiculing and laughing before also stopped abruptly, because after the initial ordinary, they gradually felt the artistic conception revealed in the painting, which made people feel a sudden melancholy.

Once this feeling is generated in their hearts, it lingers for a long time, and the verses are even more admirable!

Bai Xinyao, who was standing under the cloud platform, was also full of shock in her heart, she could clearly feel that the red hibiscus was clearly a woman, as if she was dying helplessly and unwillingly, and who was that woman?

Swish!

Suddenly, Bai Xinyao's expression changed suddenly, and suddenly, when she looked closely at the two withered petals, she only felt that behind the withered and decaying artistic conception, what was hidden was clearly a pair of angry eyes!

This feeling couldn't help but make Bai Xinyao's heart tremble slightly, at this moment she seemed to see Ning Chen's heart, the unquenchable hatred! Hatred was born from desolation and humiliation, as if he wanted to eradicate the evil Buddha.

Zhao Zihuai, who was standing in the distance, naturally noticed the change in everyone's expressions, and faintly felt a trace of something bad in his heart, and his resentment towards Ning Chen was also even stronger.

This Ning Chen dares to harm his good deeds here, it is simply unreasonable!

Especially when Zhao Zihuai saw that above the light curtain above his head, after the agreement of Kui Qiuzi and the elders, the ranking had appeared, Ning Chen was undisputed that Wen Bi was the first, Zhao Zihuai was second, and Ning Chen was overwhelmed by Zhao Zihuai.

"Ning Chen, you dare to press me, I won't let you go. Zhao Zihuai set his eyes on Ning Chen and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Ning Chen hung his head slightly, slowly aimed at Zhao Zihuai, his fists clenched little by little, and then said in a deep voice: "Each other, each other." ”

In fact, when Ning Chen came here today, he didn't care about the first and second, what quasi-inner disciples, he came here for only one purpose, Zhao Zihuai died!

Kui Qiuzi stood on the cloud platform, just glanced at Ning Chen and Zhao Zihuai slightly, and didn't care too much, but continued to speak: "Wenbi is over, the top nine can be promoted to the martial arts, whoever can win in the martial arts is the final winner!"

After that, Kui Qiuzi already had an extra picture scroll in his hand, and he suddenly unfolded it, and suddenly the picture scroll was shining with brilliant light, and a stream of fairy breath slowly flowed out.

Then the whole picture scroll has turned into an ethereal earth, appearing out of thin air on the side of the top of the Hangu Mountain, on the earth, the mountain peaks are majestic and magnificent, the woods are full of birds, and the rivers are endless, as if it has become a small world, which makes people all marvel.

Painting a world, such a painting makes people look up to the mountains.

"This painting, is the painting of ghosts of the "Male Mountain and Soft Water Map", the rules of martial arts are also very simple, the last person standing in the painting, is the final winner, and once you step into it, life and death, or life or death, the Demon Spirit Sect will not care, so you have to think about it first. Kui Qiuzi said with a serious expression.

The top nine people reacted surprisingly unanimously, and no one chose to quit, especially Ning Chen, who came here for this.

Didn't Zhao Zihuai deliberately put himself to death in the past? Today, Ning Chen also has such a mentality, and wants to cut Zhao Zihuai with a thousand knives!

Ning Chen has suffered from hell for several months, and the purpose is to end his hatred and shame for today!

After a short stick of incense, and then look at the "Gentle Water Map of the Majestic Mountain" created by the master of painting ghosts, nine rainbow bridges have been extended to connect with the top of the Hangu Mountain.

Step across the Rainbow Bridge, live or die!

Du Ziran, who had been silent before, kept shaking the feather fan, he really admired Ning Chen's poem just now, but that's all, Du Ziran's purpose was very clear, at all costs, let Zhao Zihuai win in the end, and Wenbi's ranking was just a false name.

Looking at the remaining nine people in the end, six of them are directly related to Du Ziran, and they can be regarded as their own people, Mu Jiuyun and Ning Chen have a holiday, and they can be regarded as half of their own people, so that in this way, only Ning Chen and another disciple named Xin Chen are opponents.

Without saying a word, Du Ziran then put the feather fan around his neck and made a decapitation gesture.

The disciples who were about to enter the picture scroll had cold eyes, and nodded slightly at Du Ziran, ensuring that Zhao Zihuai won and killed Ning Chen, and they would also get a lot of benefits.

Ning Chen didn't notice Du Ziran's every move, and he wouldn't care, at this moment, Ning Chen, who seemed to be calm, couldn't see anything in his eyes except killing intent and coldness.

Looking at the Rainbow Bridge in front of him, Ning Chen did not pause at all, and stepped directly across the Rainbow Bridge, and the other disciples also stepped through their respective Hongqiao Bridges and entered it.

Crossing the Hongqiao, Ning Chen's eyes were slightly flowered, and the next moment, Ning Chen's whole person had appeared at the southernmost end of the "Xiongshan Soft Water Map".

Such a position, which is also based on the previous ranking, the first place is the farthest away from the second place, and it is difficult to meet.

Ning Chen didn't care about this, just looked coldly at the gurgling water around and the towering mountains in the distance, and then his eyes were aimed at the direction of due north, unlike in the past, Ning Chen only knew how to run away and only know how to endure, but rushed straight towards Zhao Zihuai.

For a long time, Ning Chen acted with Buddha thoughts in his heart, leaving room for others, but at this moment, his heart has been replaced by a rumbling killing thought, killing thoughts together, it is a river of blood, and killing thoughts together, it is the common people who change color.

As the saying goes, the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, so the six paths of compassion, and the vajra eyes are angry, so he sweeps away the demons!

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