On the bare dragon's head, the eyes are missing from the dragon's eyes, which looks extremely weird.
Long Wushuangyan is a blind dragon, no matter how tall and mighty it is, it still lacks a bit of momentum in the end.
Lu Yu pondered for a moment, and the pen and ink finally touched the dragon's head.
At this moment, the pen in Lu Yu's hand became the focus of all.
Boom!
The golden light that originally shrouded Lu Yu's body suddenly became brighter.
The scroll in front of Lu Yu soared into the sky. Although it was just a painting, everyone could clearly hear the whistling sound of lightning and thunder in their ears, as if they were experiencing a huge storm inside the scroll.
"The vision of heaven and earth is clearer, it's about to appear!" Chai Longxiang exclaimed.
Boom! Rumble!
Suddenly, around the pen and ink boat, the sound of lightning and thunder became clearer.
Lu Yu's picture scroll actually flew directly into the sky and was illuminated by the golden light.
Whether it is the academy disciples on the pen and ink boat, or the monks and mortals from the wind sect in the distance, they have all noticed the movement here.
When they saw this scene, they were extremely shocked.
"I remember those people. They are messengers from the heavens. From this point of view, they are about to be taken away by the heavens."
"The heavens have been stable since ancient times. Even after countless wars, they are still intact. They don't understand our despair at all."
"Unfortunately, we can't leave the lower realm unless the heavenly messengers are willing to take us. But they only have one quota, and with so many of us, we can't go to the heavenly realm at all."
Seeing the scene here, those monks naturally thought that Lu Yu and others were leaving.
It is human nature to fly separately when disaster is imminent.
But at this moment, everyone present saw a scene that they would never forget in their lifetime.
I saw in the void, a picture scroll fluttering in the wind.
On the scroll, every bit of pen and ink is shrouded in golden light, and every bit of pen and ink seems to be endowed with special sacred thoughts.
Clang! clang! clang!
In the thunder, there is also the sound of gongs and drums.
Just as countless people are beating gongs and drums, the passionate sound echoes between the sky and the earth, making those who hear it feel emotional.
Chai Longxiang, who had been calm all this time, finally uttered in shock: "Double vision? This is the appearance of a holy grade of painting! Even if it has not become a holy grade, it is at least close to a holy grade. This is the picture scroll that has been recognized by heaven and earth. It is a scene that has only appeared after being recognized by the masters of painting in the past, could it be that he has always been good at the way of painting?"
It's not that Chai Longxiang can't believe it, but because even if a person is gifted and quick-witted, his energy is limited after all.
Many young talents, although they can show extraordinary strength, are still far behind the older generation of monks.
The most important gap is experience.
Experience is something that can only be obtained through continuous practice. No matter how many scriptures and classics you read, if you don't take action, you still can't comprehend anything.
But now, Lu Yu not only far surpassed his peers in terms of martial arts skills, but now he also showed excellent talent in Taoist painting skills.
"If he was in the imperial capital, he would probably be robbed by many soldiers and painters." Chai Longxiang sighed.
Just when everyone was astonished, the picture scroll that had been suspended in the sky changed again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com