Chapter 906
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The old man looked at the chessboard speechless. I'm afraid he hasn't met the time when the chessboard is full in his life. What's the matter? This is
"Taoist friend, what are you doing It's like a white horse passing through a mark. I don't know where to learn from? " Old man Guangying began to question the origin of poplar.
I have a master of Mao, and Bai Yang still smiles and asks, "dare you ask me, have I passed the customs?"
Since Bai Yang didn't want to talk about it, the old man didn't ask. He said in silence: "since it's a peace game, it's natural to pass the border"
"thank you very much. I'll go to the next place to have a look." Baiyang got up and arched his hands, then turned around and left with the kitten and others.
The old man said behind the white poplar: "Daoyou, we have a chance to talk about another game. It's just too much to say."
one more game, I'll show you the truth
Although Bai Yang walked steadily, he felt that he had run away. He could play a chess game with Mao, and he also had a strong sword. You flatter me.
After Bai Yang left, the crowd of gourd eaters was in an uproar. It was a big event that someone could draw with an elder of tianyinzong together with chess. The news soon spread out. Countless people were curious and began to look for the trace of poplar.
I can't help it. The old man is an elder of tianyinzong. Not to mention his own cultivation status, he is famous in the world only by playing chess. He can be called a national player of the Daguang emperor. Now someone can draw with him. What's sacred?
When people were looking for poplar, he had already moved to the next place.
The first level of Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, chess this pass is over, and soon he came to the next place.
The second place, painting!
After a little inquiry, Bai Yang understood the rules and free proposition, which means that whatever you paint, you have to draw an outstanding painting.
This proposition is a bit general. What is painting an outstanding painting?
In this fantasy world, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not as simple as entertainment. The paintings drawn by some artists with some achievements have special effects.
Not to mention anything else, at this time, the poplar saw that there were hundreds of tables in front of him, and each young talent was splashing ink with his brush. The painting he drew was a miracle.
Someone drew a flower. In the process of drawing, the flower actually grew out of the painting, and the fragrance of the flower was still flying!
Someone drew a bird. The bird flew out of the painting. Its chirping sound seemed to have created a life out of thin air.
Some people have painted mountains, rivers and plants. It's really like drawing a real world with strokes. It's not so magical.
Seeing such a picture, poplars feel a little pain. If he draws a sketch or something, he can almost draw it into a picture. However, it is impossible for the painting to have such a strange image.
Because the transformation of the world contains artistic conception. What is artistic conception? That is when the painting was infused with the spirit of the author, so that the simple brush and ink sublimation, so that the painting has a unique meaning, in line with the nature of heaven and earth, resulting in different images.
Don't underestimate these images. According to what Bai Yang has seen and heard, if you draw a strange beast, it has a terrible fighting capacity.
In the previous Chen Dynasty, this situation was rare, but in the Daguang Dynasty, people here lived and worked in peace and contentment.
Before playing chess, Bai Yang didn't care about the chessboard at all. But he knew that if the strange image of the chess game was displayed, it would be like an array to trap an army!
This is difficult to do, for painting poplar itself is not good at, and want to draw an outstanding painting is simply impossible!
Ang!
At this moment, a dragon chant shocked the soul. Someone drew a dragon. The Dragon flew out of the painting and soared for nine days. It traversed the sky with boundless majesty. Its breath was comparable to that of martial arts masters. It roamed the sky and looked down at the people below. Then it rushed into the painting. It was just a dragon drawn by strokes.
Boom!
On the other side, someone drew a flamingo. It was as if the sun was rising, and the heat was so hot that the void around it was distorted.
"The one who painted the dragon should be the sixth prince? Watching the imperial Jiaolong pool all the year round and experiencing the essence and spirit of the dragon, you can reappear the power of the Dragon just by writing and ink, which is really powerful "
" the one who drew flamingos is not simple, but he doesn't know what way to do it. He has never heard of it before, and it can be said that he has made a great success... "
Every time someone draws a work that shakes the soul, it will cause people around to marvel and worship the author.
Although there is no first place in literature, when others exceed themselves too much, they can't hold up the heart of comparison.
There is no doubt that the six princes who painted the dragon and the people who drew flamingos have passed the test and went to the next test place.
However, at this time, poplar face pain, this how to do?
At this time, someone's conversation on the side attracted the attention of the poplar. Listening to it, the poplar's eyes lit up."The dragon painted by the sixth Prince and the Flamingo painted by who are afraid no one can surpass them?"
"Of course, the animals sketched with strokes have such a terrible power that they can be compared with great masters. Who can compare with them?"
"It's hard to surpass them. Unless someone makes a painting of proposition that the world has never seen before, and it's in harmony with the way of heaven, or you can't surpass them at all"
"is it too flattering, brother? Although the six princes' works are amazing, they are no more than seven grades in painting. It is said that Jiupin painters can completely draw a complete world "
" hum, where are nine grade painters in the world... "
Bai Yang is not in the mood to listen to the following dialogue. He is completely thinking about the sentence "a proposition painting never existed in the world.".
Many things have special meanings for the first time. It is said that Cangjie's character creation once caused ghosts to cry and gods to howl, and Fuxi's creation of eight trigrams shocked the gods. It can be seen that the first appearance will be extremely extraordinary, especially in this mysterious world, under the approval of the heaven, there will be various gods and strange images.
I'm afraid there is no such proposition in the world, right?
So poplar went to a table, his appearance is not very impressive, people's attention is attracted by other people.
Standing behind the table, poplars close their eyes and think. The cat is sharp eyed. She is very curious about what her young master can draw. No matter what she paints, it is the best
As he closed his eyes and pondered, the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, so he reached for his pen, and his mind was completely silent to the transformation of his imagination.
At the moment of writing, the originally calm square was blown by a strong wind, and thick dark clouds appeared on the sky, which made the sky dark.
What's going on?
Innumerable people are astonished, the rhythm that looks like rain at the end of the day?
Silent to their own imagination of the poplar did not care about the external changes, absorbed ink brush resolutely fell on the rice paper, a pen is dark.
Boom!
At the moment of writing, the thick cloud on the sky trembled, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the sky and earth shook, as if his next painting should not appear in this world.
At this time, all the people present were shocked and subconsciously put their eyes on the poplar side. At the moment of writing, a terrible breath gushed out from the Xuan paper in front of him. The breath was full of despair and death, which made people scared!
Regardless of these, poplar is still drawing alone, drawing quickly on the paper.
When he was painting, the breath of death and despair on the paper was as turbulent as the sea waves, the sky was completely dark, the wind was blowing, the clouds were rolling, the lightning was thundering.
This vision has attracted countless people's attention. The sixth Prince of Daguang Dynasty, who had already left, stopped to look at it. Not only that, but also a god like look was seen in the depths of tianyinzong mountains, and even there were countless eyes across the void in the capital of Daguang Dynasty.
The world is quiet, countless people have been attracted attention, ordered to look at this side, the world is silent, only poplar painting.
The paintings painted by Bai Yang are dark and full of darkness and stillness. With his outline, a desolate and dead painting gradually formed.
The earth is full of scars, white bones, mountains and rivers of blood. There are monstrous roars, some people look up to the sky in despair, the broken weapons decay in the cold wind, the earth is collapsing, and the vegetation is withering.
Heaven and earth are full of the black air of death, and then upward, simple ink outlines the broken sky, one after another shocking cracks make people feel desperate.
Above is the starry sky, the stars collapsed and broken, there are black holes devouring everything, there are huge star fragments floating cold across the dead sky, stars are destroying, the world is destroying, life is destroying.
Everything is destroyed, there is no hope of life, and the breath of despair is full of everything.
In the painting of poplar, the breath of death and desolation on the paper with square meters is surging up. The clouds in the sky span thousands of miles, and the thunder and lightning are raging in the clouds, just like a dragon swimming away.
In the middle of Wu Ting's painting, it seems that there is no such thing as a white cloud painting.
But somehow, when the terrible thunder was about to fall on the painting, it disappeared silent.
Bai Yang felt that he should have stopped painting, but there was a voice in his ear saying, "do not worry about others. Everything is my own. I would like to see what earth shaking paintings you can draw."
hearing this, Bai Yang continued to paint without any distractions.
The broken earth, the desperate creatures, the sky full of cracks, the sky of collapse and destruction
As the painting of poplar continues, dark clouds on the sky cross tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, and the terrible thunder and tide rush down to destroy the painting.
People in the square are staring at this scene. What did he draw? How could it have caused a great deal of thunder?Half an hour later, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the endless thunder came down. Taking the poplar as the center, it seemed to turn into a land of thunder. The people who helped the poplars block the thunder did not know how much effort they had made.
Bai Yang left his last stroke on the rice paper. After thinking about it, he picked up his pen and wrote down two words in Tianyuan imperial script.
The end of the world!
Boom.
The sky trembled, and the dark clouds across the sky twisted and turned into a purple thunderbolt with a diameter of 100 meters. With the breath of vanishing everything, it came down to the painting of the last world
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The old man looked at the chessboard speechless. I'm afraid he hasn't met the time when the chessboard is full in his life. What's the matter? This is
"Taoist friend, what are you doing It's like a white horse passing through a mark. I don't know where to learn from? " Old man Guangying began to question the origin of poplar.
I have a master of Mao, and Bai Yang still smiles and asks, "dare you ask me, have I passed the customs?"
Since Bai Yang didn't want to talk about it, the old man didn't ask. He said in silence: "since it's a peace game, it's natural to pass the border"
"thank you very much. I'll go to the next place to have a look." Baiyang got up and arched his hands, then turned around and left with the kitten and others.
The old man said behind the white poplar: "Daoyou, we have a chance to talk about another game. It's just too much to say."
one more game, I'll show you the truth
Although Bai Yang walked steadily, he felt that he had run away. He could play a chess game with Mao, and he also had a strong sword. You flatter me.
After Bai Yang left, the crowd of gourd eaters was in an uproar. It was a big event that someone could draw with an elder of tianyinzong together with chess. The news soon spread out. Countless people were curious and began to look for the trace of poplar.
I can't help it. The old man is an elder of tianyinzong. Not to mention his own cultivation status, he is famous in the world only by playing chess. He can be called a national player of the Daguang emperor. Now someone can draw with him. What's sacred?
When people were looking for poplar, he had already moved to the next place.
The first level of Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, chess this pass is over, and soon he came to the next place.
The second place, painting!
After a little inquiry, Bai Yang understood the rules and free proposition, which means that whatever you paint, you have to draw an outstanding painting.
This proposition is a bit general. What is painting an outstanding painting?
In this fantasy world, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not as simple as entertainment. The paintings drawn by some artists with some achievements have special effects.
Not to mention anything else, at this time, the poplar saw that there were hundreds of tables in front of him, and each young talent was splashing ink with his brush. The painting he drew was a miracle.
Someone drew a flower. In the process of drawing, the flower actually grew out of the painting, and the fragrance of the flower was still flying!
Someone drew a bird. The bird flew out of the painting. Its chirping sound seemed to have created a life out of thin air.
Some people have painted mountains, rivers and plants. It's really like drawing a real world with strokes. It's not so magical.
Seeing such a picture, poplars feel a little pain. If he draws a sketch or something, he can almost draw it into a picture. However, it is impossible for the painting to have such a strange image.
Because the transformation of the world contains artistic conception. What is artistic conception? That is when the painting was infused with the spirit of the author, so that the simple brush and ink sublimation, so that the painting has a unique meaning, in line with the nature of heaven and earth, resulting in different images.
Don't underestimate these images. According to what Bai Yang has seen and heard, if you draw a strange beast, it has a terrible fighting capacity.
In the previous Chen Dynasty, this situation was rare, but in the Daguang Dynasty, people here lived and worked in peace and contentment.
Before playing chess, Bai Yang didn't care about the chessboard at all. But he knew that if the strange image of the chess game was displayed, it would be like an array to trap an army!
This is difficult to do, for painting poplar itself is not good at, and want to draw an outstanding painting is simply impossible!
Ang!
At this moment, a dragon chant shocked the soul. Someone drew a dragon. The Dragon flew out of the painting and soared for nine days. It traversed the sky with boundless majesty. Its breath was comparable to that of martial arts masters. It roamed the sky and looked down at the people below. Then it rushed into the painting. It was just a dragon drawn by strokes.
Boom!
On the other side, someone drew a flamingo. It was as if the sun was rising, and the heat was so hot that the void around it was distorted.
"The one who painted the dragon should be the sixth prince? Watching the imperial Jiaolong pool all the year round and experiencing the essence and spirit of the dragon, you can reappear the power of the Dragon just by writing and ink, which is really powerful "
" the one who drew flamingos is not simple, but he doesn't know what way to do it. He has never heard of it before, and it can be said that he has made a great success... "
Every time someone draws a work that shakes the soul, it will cause people around to marvel and worship the author.
Although there is no first place in literature, when others exceed themselves too much, they can't hold up the heart of comparison.
There is no doubt that the six princes who painted the dragon and the people who drew flamingos have passed the test and went to the next test place.
However, at this time, poplar face pain, this how to do?
At this time, someone's conversation on the side attracted the attention of the poplar. Listening to it, the poplar's eyes lit up."The dragon painted by the sixth Prince and the Flamingo painted by who are afraid no one can surpass them?"
"Of course, the animals sketched with strokes have such a terrible power that they can be compared with great masters. Who can compare with them?"
"It's hard to surpass them. Unless someone makes a painting of proposition that the world has never seen before, and it's in harmony with the way of heaven, or you can't surpass them at all"
"is it too flattering, brother? Although the six princes' works are amazing, they are no more than seven grades in painting. It is said that Jiupin painters can completely draw a complete world "
" hum, where are nine grade painters in the world... "
Bai Yang is not in the mood to listen to the following dialogue. He is completely thinking about the sentence "a proposition painting never existed in the world.".
Many things have special meanings for the first time. It is said that Cangjie's character creation once caused ghosts to cry and gods to howl, and Fuxi's creation of eight trigrams shocked the gods. It can be seen that the first appearance will be extremely extraordinary, especially in this mysterious world, under the approval of the heaven, there will be various gods and strange images.
I'm afraid there is no such proposition in the world, right?
So poplar went to a table, his appearance is not very impressive, people's attention is attracted by other people.
Standing behind the table, poplars close their eyes and think. The cat is sharp eyed. She is very curious about what her young master can draw. No matter what she paints, it is the best
As he closed his eyes and pondered, the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, so he reached for his pen, and his mind was completely silent to the transformation of his imagination.
At the moment of writing, the originally calm square was blown by a strong wind, and thick dark clouds appeared on the sky, which made the sky dark.
What's going on?
Innumerable people are astonished, the rhythm that looks like rain at the end of the day?
Silent to their own imagination of the poplar did not care about the external changes, absorbed ink brush resolutely fell on the rice paper, a pen is dark.
Boom!
At the moment of writing, the thick cloud on the sky trembled, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the sky and earth shook, as if his next painting should not appear in this world.
At this time, all the people present were shocked and subconsciously put their eyes on the poplar side. At the moment of writing, a terrible breath gushed out from the Xuan paper in front of him. The breath was full of despair and death, which made people scared!
Regardless of these, poplar is still drawing alone, drawing quickly on the paper.
When he was painting, the breath of death and despair on the paper was as turbulent as the sea waves, the sky was completely dark, the wind was blowing, the clouds were rolling, the lightning was thundering.
This vision has attracted countless people's attention. The sixth Prince of Daguang Dynasty, who had already left, stopped to look at it. Not only that, but also a god like look was seen in the depths of tianyinzong mountains, and even there were countless eyes across the void in the capital of Daguang Dynasty.
The world is quiet, countless people have been attracted attention, ordered to look at this side, the world is silent, only poplar painting.
The paintings painted by Bai Yang are dark and full of darkness and stillness. With his outline, a desolate and dead painting gradually formed.
The earth is full of scars, white bones, mountains and rivers of blood. There are monstrous roars, some people look up to the sky in despair, the broken weapons decay in the cold wind, the earth is collapsing, and the vegetation is withering.
Heaven and earth are full of the black air of death, and then upward, simple ink outlines the broken sky, one after another shocking cracks make people feel desperate.
Above is the starry sky, the stars collapsed and broken, there are black holes devouring everything, there are huge star fragments floating cold across the dead sky, stars are destroying, the world is destroying, life is destroying.
Everything is destroyed, there is no hope of life, and the breath of despair is full of everything.
In the painting of poplar, the breath of death and desolation on the paper with square meters is surging up. The clouds in the sky span thousands of miles, and the thunder and lightning are raging in the clouds, just like a dragon swimming away.
In the middle of Wu Ting's painting, it seems that there is no such thing as a white cloud painting.
But somehow, when the terrible thunder was about to fall on the painting, it disappeared silent.
Bai Yang felt that he should have stopped painting, but there was a voice in his ear saying, "do not worry about others. Everything is my own. I would like to see what earth shaking paintings you can draw."
hearing this, Bai Yang continued to paint without any distractions.
The broken earth, the desperate creatures, the sky full of cracks, the sky of collapse and destruction
As the painting of poplar continues, dark clouds on the sky cross tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, and the terrible thunder and tide rush down to destroy the painting.
People in the square are staring at this scene. What did he draw? How could it have caused a great deal of thunder?Half an hour later, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the endless thunder came down. Taking the poplar as the center, it seemed to turn into a land of thunder. The people who helped the poplars block the thunder did not know how much effort they had made.
Bai Yang left his last stroke on the rice paper. After thinking about it, he picked up his pen and wrote down two words in Tianyuan imperial script.
The end of the world!
Boom.
The sky trembled, and the dark clouds across the sky twisted and turned into a purple thunderbolt with a diameter of 100 meters. With the breath of vanishing everything, it came down to the painting of the last world
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