If you want to talk about painting horses, Mr. Xu Beihong's horses, it is needless to say.

How many precious things have been obtained on the earth, and there are also a lot of old Mr. Xu's galloping horses. Le Xiaobai's vassal elegance is extreme, and he copies and copies this painting every rì, but in fact, in Beggar's opinion, he just wants to make a fake to deceive people. However, Le Xiaobai has been practicing the galloping horse map for several years, but now he has been vividly brought into play by Beggar, and his skills are shocking on the spot.

On the huge painting paper, which is three zhang long and one zhang wide, Bei Qi splashed ink with a large pen the thickness of an adult's arm, and seven galloping horses with different shapes leaped on the paper. The horse's muscles and bones were strong, his eyes seemed to be shining, and his nostrils seemed to be bursting with energy, and a lively and vigorous life rushed to his face, as if he was about to jump off the drawing paper. Just using different shades of ink, Beg painted seven horses that give people a sense of color, this technique can no longer be described by skill, but almost 'Tao'!

With the ability of the Jindan immortals, a wisp of spiritual consciousness is imprinted into the seven horses in the painting, which has the effect of moving the soul of this painting paper.

When a few white-robed youths carefully used poles to prop up the galloping horse diagram of Beqi and show it to the thousands of people around, the uncontrollable exclamation was like a thunderclap on the ground, shaking the surrounding water waves up and down. Some of the older scholars were also knowledgeable, and they looked at the seven horses on the drawing paper in a daze, and suddenly shed tears, and then beat their chests and feet, and began to cry loudly.

They have been immersed in the way of Danqing for decades, and their income is not as good as that of a young man who has not yet been weakened, how can this make them embarrassed?

Princess Yanle was like a proud little peacock, standing beside Beg proudly, with her hands on her hips, she proudly raised her little chin, and snorted several times at the bleak Yu Qianqian. The style of the three poems is very different from the popular poems of the Great Yan Dynasty, but the fresh and beautiful rhetoric, coupled with this majestic galloping horse map, she has earned enough face as Princess Xiangle!

In previous years, the poetry and painting club was squeezed by Yu Qianqian every time, but because of the relationship of one breath, I still have to come to the poetry and painting meeting every year, and I can't show weakness to Yu Qianqian and admit defeat!

Fortunately, this year, I have Beggar, and I have recovered the face I lost before.

Twisting her small waist triumphantly, she threw the huge skirt into a ball of big green flowers, and Princess Yanle smiled triumphantly: "Who else comes up to compare paintings with the Marquis of Tianyun, and compares poems? Hehehe!" said the smugness, Princess Yanle couldn't help but laugh. It's just that she was so excited, and the laughter suddenly split her throat, and the laughter was extremely sharp and high-pitched, which startled herself.

The five sè divine light slowly stretched behind the princess, because of the good mood, the five sè divine light behind the princess became distinct, like five long rainbows gushing out from behind her, rising straight into the sky. The surrounding river became as flat as a mirror, but under the water surface as smooth as egg whites, there were countless tiny whirlpools the size of palms, just like the mood of Princess Yanle at the moment.

Yu Qianqian looked at the atmospheric galloping horse picture, and her face changed for a while. After a long time, she forced out a smile and smiled at Beggar: "Behou Ye is really generous." This galloping horse picture is also arrogant, that is, it is not too jīng. ”

The five sè divine light behind the princess suddenly turned into a cloud of five sè chaos, she was like a little hen who had been plucked out of her feathers, and she was about to step forward and reason with Yu Qianqian. Not enough jīng?

The topic you came up with is a galloping horse, not a flea diagram!

Beg grabbed Princess Yanle, he looked at Yu Pingqian, whose eyes were flashing, and smiled indifferently: "Not enough, too, this horse is so bold and majestic, and only we men who kill people and set fires can appreciate it." A delicate lady like Miss Yu Qianping, who is raised in a flower garden, certainly doesn't understand this kind of heroic pride. Anyway, if you want jīng, don't beg for it here!"

Laughed a few times, asked the maid on the wooden platform to lay out the fine white sè brocade, don't beg to come to a set of small brushes and prepare sè danqing paint, personally mix the face sè, and then twist up the thin pen, pen on the brocade pen to paint.

If you want a painting of jīng, a gorgeous and luxurious painting, and a painting that makes the woman of Yuqianqian unable to pick out any thorns, there is no other choice except for the rare bird paintings of Song Huizong. Like Mr. Xu's galloping horse map, there are a number of rare birds of Song Huizong in the door, and Le Xiaobai has also copied Wei thousands of times, and all the strokes and so on have almost become his instinct. Don't beg just draw the gourd in the same way, with the good control of the Jindan immortal on **, he is like a laser photocopier, copying a picture of rare birds in just half an hour.

A brocade pheasant with gorgeous feathers and a vivid expression stands on the branch of a flower tree, the whole painting brush is neat and rigorous, meticulous, and gorgeous, full of a strong palace luxury. When several white-robed youths hung up this picture of rare birds with poles, there was another landslide-like exclamation on the wooden platform, and some people staggered forward, eager to burrow their bodies into the painting.

Thousands of people rushed forward, and the order on the wooden platform was immediately chaotic.

Princess Yanle's eyes widened, and the five sè divine lights behind her rolled, and the huge force immediately pushed the white-robed young men who were about to pounce on them and pushed them back. She scolded, "What's the hurry?

What is the mess? This painting is all from the palace, who dares to break it and crumple it a little, hum!" The little hand pointed to the river, and a thunderbolt with the thickness of the bowl fell on the river surface out of thin air with a deafening roar, and the river was blown out of a large pit with a radius of dozens of zhang, and the waves rolled up dozens of zhang high.

No one on the wooden platform dared to move indiscriminately. Everyone held their breath, quietly looking at the two paintings in front of them, and some people whispered, turning over and over the three poems. Whether it was poetry or Danqing paintings, Beg hit them speechless.

Yu Qianqian looked at the two paintings with completely different styles in a daze, one face was red and white, white and blue, her body was constantly trembling, and she couldn't speak after a long time. After staying for half an hour, Yu Qianqian turned her head and looked at Beqi blankly. Don't beg hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sister Yu, don't ask me any classics or anything like that." Don't beg to be a wild man in the countryside, if you want me to recite a few crooked words and write a few words and beasts, if you want me to say what articles on governing the country and classics for managing world affairs, don't beg really can't. ’

Hugging his fists, Beg pulled Princess Yanle, who was smiling, towards the ferry. If it weren't for the sake of Princess Xiangle's face, don't be too lazy to mess around with this group of fools who have eaten too much and are uncomfortable, and who are elegant and think they are gentle. Just drew his sword and cut dozens of big living people, and there were still a large number of Jindan Immortal jīng Hua in the meridians that had not been absorbed, he was very free to pretend to be Sven Merry here, and play with this group of sons and grandsons who were full of food and had nothing to do?

Yu Qianqian was stunned, and was about to stop Beqi, but Beqi had blocked all her possible excuses.

When people themselves have said it, he will make a few crooked words and a few words and beasts, and ask him to do an article on governing the country's economic and world affairs, he is a wild man in the countryside, and he will not! First he showed his face greatly, and then blocked all the ways to make things difficult for him solid, don't beg for this behavior, it is a slap in the face. Poetry like yours, such Danqing, all say that you are a savage in the countryside, and you are the 'literati Junyan' at the top of the thousands of Yan Dynasty, where do you put them?

Gritting her teeth, Yu Qianqian stomped her feet and said, "Don't be a master, I don't know which master you are learning from?"

Don't beg said that he was a country savage, but Yu Qianqian didn't believe it. She must ask about the inheritance of his poems Danqing, she lost face in front of Beqi today, and she must let her father and grandfather go out in person to find this field on the head of Beggar's master.

Without begging back, he pulled Princess Yanle, who had her head held high, out of the wooden platform and stepped on the ferry. He sneered: "Which master did you learn from? My master is a martial artist who can only kill people and set fires, and he was killed in Mengshan a long time ago, but he is not a master. Princess Yanle was hurriedly gesturing, asking Bai Zhu'er and Bai Zhu'er to take someone to roll up the two picture scrolls and bring them back to the palace.

Turning around and smiling at Yu Qianqian, Don Beg laughed and said: "I'm afraid that Senior Sister Yu doesn't know what kind of place Mengshan is? Go to the Wind Patrol Division to check it, all the origins of this Hou Ye are all in it, and they are all there! Don't send it, just check it yourself." ”

Yu Qianqian hurried to the side of the ferry in a few steps, and she shouted loudly: "Why is Hou Ye Bei deceiving me so much? With your poetry and Danqing skills, which martial artist can teach it? If such a handsome character as Hou Ye can be taught by a martial artist, wouldn't we all be jokes?"

After pondering for a moment, looking at the so many white-robed young men on the wooden platform who were staring at him with hope in his eyes, Don't beg and said, "That's it, today this marquis will teach you a good one." Behind closed doors, you can't build anything. This poem is nothing more than the perception of the human heart, and this danqing is nothing more than a projection of heaven and earth. The rolling red dust is good for refining the heart, and the world is good for Tao God. To make good poems and draw good Danqing ink, it is impossible to do so under a woman's skirt!

As soon as the words 'Master Law Heaven and Earth' came out, many white-robed young people on the wooden platform, including Shangguan Yuji, all saluted Bei Qi from afar.

Only Yu Qianqian's face was as green as a vegetable melon. Don't beg, just slapped her in the face more than a dozen times, which made her heart, liver and lungs tremble, and she barely had the face to see anyone.

She stared at Beg deadly, gritted her teeth and whispered:

"A good don't beg, a good don't beg. Relying on a few talents to learn, he dares to bully people like this.

yīn glared at the smug princess Yanle fiercely, and Yuqian Qianqian yīn said: "What a princess Xiangle, do you really think that the identity of the princess is great? Wait, I must return it to you tenfold and hundredfold for the humiliation of today!"

Bai Zhu'er led people to pack up the picture scroll, and with laughter and laughter all the way, Beg and his party rushed back to Jidu.

There are still more than ten miles away from Jidu, and a black and secluded city wall on the horizon has been seen in front of him, and suddenly he heard the thunder in the sky, and the city wall of Jidu suddenly burst out with a dazzling strong light, and a huge light shield shining with countless runes shrouded the entire thistle inside.

Then I saw that the gate of the Jidu City facing this side exploded open, and a group of people rushed out of the city with a crazy aura of desperation.

Countless shouts of killing sounded all around, and the twenty phalanxes neatly lined up outside the city were twenty thousand people of the Blood Yan Army.

The twenty phalanxes scattered in all directions, and then closed inward, trapping the large group of men and horses who had rushed out of the city.

In the sky above Jidu City, hundreds of figures were shuttling back and forth, and countless sword light and thunder talisman magic weapons flew all over the sky, making the ground tremble.

Don't beg to be stunned, is this a rebellion or what?

Princess Yanle screamed, and the five sè divine lights behind her flew straight towards the city.

Well, when I sent this chapter, the pig head wanted to say: With the savings of two years of work, hundreds of thousands of innate martial artists are still easy to make.

Well, so don't say that the number of Blood Swallows is too big or anything.

There's also a recommendation ticket or something, let's lose it!