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"Lu Weng, what is this 'time brushwork'? Is it very powerful?!"
Beside the old man with white hair and white beard, a middle-aged man asked in surprise.
He obviously didn't know this 'year-old brushwork'.
"Can it be amazing"
Hearing this, Lu Weng let out a long sigh, and immediately explained in a dignified voice, "One stroke of time, the concentration of gods, although it is just one stroke, it is a 'god' that has condensed countless years, which can make the painting skills reach the fairy level The pinnacle, that is, the painters at the peak of the second realm, have a certain chance to draw paintings with 'meaning'"
"Isn't it only when you reach the third level of painting skills that you can draw paintings with 'intent'?!"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled when he heard the words, and asked blankly.
Obviously, he is not familiar with 'Hua Dao'.
Lu Weng continued to explain, "Usually, it is true that only when the painting skills reach the third level can one draw a painting with 'intent', but there are always some amazing talents in this world, and they have created some extremely terrifying paintings. The 'drawing method'"
"Those 'painting techniques' have their own unique abilities, and they are all existences that can break the common sense. Among them, the 'year-old brushwork technique' can make painters at the peak of the second realm have a certain chance to draw paintings with 'meaning' "
After hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but click his tongue secretly: "So powerful?!"
At this time, Bu Feifan had already picked up his pen and sketched out a pair of longan eyes.
Immediately afterwards, two more strokes were made, completing the last step of 'finishing'!
Boom!
Accompanied by the last two strokes, the eyes of the "Shenlong" in the painting immediately shot out two divine lights, filling the hall in an instant.
At the same time, a layer of red 'painting light' instantly bloomed from the screen.
Immediately afterwards, the red 'painting light' changed one after another.
From red to orange at first, then from orange to yellow, then from yellow to green.
After reaching green, after a breathing time, it turned into cyan again.
And the cyan is not the end, almost instantly, it turned into a bright blue light again.
"Blue 'painting light', sixth ranksixth rank!"
"How is this possible? Why did you advance directly to the blue 'painting light' all of a sudden?!"
"It's unbelievable, is this the effect of Suiyue's brushwork?!"
"A painting of the sixth grade, hehe really made a painting of the sixth grade?!"
""
Seeing this, everyone in the hall showed shock and exclaimed.
A second ago, there wasn't even a first-grade red 'painting light' on the screen, but now it has been directly promoted to the blue 'painting light' in one go.
It was the first time in their lives that they saw such a phenomenon. For a while, everyone was startled and uncertain, and they began to speculate in their hearts.
At the same moment.
Moan!
Accompanied by a melodious dragon chant, the 'Shenlong' on the painting jumped out of the painting, flew into the air, and soared in the void.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, a looming ray of domineering will emanated from the 'Shenlong' and swept towards everyone in the hall.
Everyone felt the coercion of this 'looming' domineering will, and immediately their expressions changed, and they exploded in a low voice¡ª¡ª
"'Meaning'! He actually succeeded in drawing a painting with 'meaning'!"
"What a terrifying brushwork of the years!"
"No, a painting with a 'meaning' is a holy painting, at least there will be a purple 'painting light', and this painting only has a blue 'painting light', that is to say, the painting in front of you can only be regarded as a 'sixth grade' The painting' that's all!"
"How can you be interested in a sixth-grade painting?!"
"I remembered that if the painting of the sixth grade reaches the extreme, there will be a trace of 'meaning'!"
"That's right, I've also heard a painting master say that this kind of painting is also called a 'half-sacred painting', which means a half-step holy painting, and its power far exceeds that of ordinary sixth-grade paintings!"
""
At the same time, Master Lu looked at the soaring 'Shenlong' in the sky, felt the pressure of will on it, and his face instantly turned pale.
Damn it This is actually a painting of the ultimate sixth grade, a painting of a semi-sage! !
How can it be? !
This person's bone age is only in his early twenties, how could he have such a high level of attainment in the 'Painting Way', and also learned the most difficult 'Time Brushwork'? ???
I Am I going to lose like this? !
No, I can't lose, I'm a disciple of Wu Daozi, the 'Sage of Painting', and I absolutely can't lose to an unknown kid!
Yes, the sixth-rank ultimate and the sixth-rank are both at the same level, so I am not a complete loser!
As soon as he thought about it, Master Lu gained a little confidence in his heart, and his expression suddenly eased a little.
However, his face was still very gloomy and ugly at the moment.
And the eyes of the people around at this moment looking at Bu Feifan are also very complicated.
Especially those who had a direct confrontation with Bu Feifan just now, all of them were bitter-melon-colored, gloomy and uncertain.
At this time, the 'Dragon Pattern Pen' in Bu Feifan's hand was once again stained with ink, and fell towards the drawing paper.
Seeing this, everyone thought that Bu Feifan wanted to inscribe a 'title' on the painting.
However, soon, everyone was shocked again.
Because, they discovered that Bu Feifan was not writing a "title" for this "half-holy painting", but writing a poem.
Moreover, in the blink of an eye, Bu Feifan had already written four lines of poetry like flying dragons and phoenixes.
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on those four lines.
Even, someone involuntarily read it in a low voice¡ª¡ª
"There is beauty for the scale clan!"
"I got what I wanted!"
"Biao Qi Chu Yun Bao!
"Witness is a dragon!"
Boom!
At the same time, the void trembled violently, and the vision appeared!
A huge "Shenlong" suddenly appeared in the sky, hovering in the void of the temple
It coils the dragon's body, swings the dragon's tail, and turns the dragon's head, looking at all directions!
At the same time, a substantive dragon power emanates from it, sweeping all directions!
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