Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 949

"Dayan Beast Soul, Desolate Man?"

When Zi Chu and the others saw the Yazi Beast Soul, they looked at each other and frowned.

Because they remembered that yesterday the professor specially told them not to go near the Taixu thatched cottage for the next two days, so as not to be seen as a joke by the guests from the Miaodao Xianzong.It is said that the two guests are disciples of the master of the Miaodao Xianzong, and one of them is a barren man, could it be this person.

If so, the competition with Ji Yuyong must be treated with caution, so as not to be seen as a joke by outsiders.

When Ji Yuyong met Gong Liang in the Great Wilderness, he didn't have the beast soul of Jai Zi on him, so he was very curious when he saw the appearance of the beast soul.

One word, one sentence, one poem, one volume "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty", "Three Hundred Poems of Song Dynasty", "Three Hundred Songs of Yuan Dynasty", "Poems of Thousands of Families", "Liu Yong Ji", "Hua Jian Ji" ", "Bold and Unrestrained Ci", "Graceful Ci", "Wanxuan of Ci Lin", "Selected Prose of Tang and Song Dynasties", "June and a Half of West Lake" and other poetry collections flashed in his mind. I have forgotten that I have ever read that book.

But at this time, with the help of the gods of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, these books were excavated from the depths of memory and remembered again.

"Well"

Suddenly, Gong Liang saw a poem that just fit the situation, and quickly opened his eyes.

All kinds of visions disappeared in an instant, and the blessing and mantra clocks of the gods of the nine heavens and ten earths also returned to their original appearance.

Seeing him wake up, Ji Yuyong ran over and asked in a doggy manner, "But did you think of poetry?"

"Well, I thought of one."

Gong Liang looked at the mountains and forests on the left and right, and said, "Is there a name here?"

Ji Yuyong didn't know why he was asking this question, turned his head to look at it, and glared: "Ghost knows what this place is called, and I don't come here often."

Gongliang saw that he had a chubby figure, and if he said he didn't come often, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

"Since I don't know, I'll name it 'Huanghuachuan'. Yellow flowers are blooming on both sides of the stream, and this name is just right."

"Don't worry about the name, what poem do you think of, let's talk about it."

"What's the hurry for?"

Seeing Ji Yuyong's anxious look, Gongliang stopped teasing him, and read softly: "Walking into the Huanghua River, every time you chase the Qingxi River. It will turn around with the mountains, and the journey will be endless. The sound is noisy among the rocks, and the color is deep. In the pine. The water chestnuts are rippling, and the reeds are reflected in the clearness. My mind is already idle, and the Qingchuan is like this. Please leave it on the rock, and the fishing will be over."

"My heart is already idle, Qing Chuan Dan is like this. Please leave it on the rock, fishing will be over."

When Ji Yuyong heard Gong Liangnian's poem, he also read it in his mouth, clapped his hands and shouted: "Good poems, good poems, this is the poem."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the long table, and began to prepare for drawing.

At this time, Zhu Yang was already drawing on paper with a paintbrush he had never used before.This is his habit of drawing. Whenever he wants to draw, he will draw what he thinks in his heart on the paper. If there is something inappropriate, he will correct it.

Seeing his serious face, Ji Yuyong couldn't help frowning.

Gong Liang came over with the clingy little guy Mi Gu in his arms, saw his appearance, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that if I want to win this bet, I have to come up with a trick." Ji Yuyong said seriously.

"Then go out!"

"I want to drink beer."

"Drink! No one is stopping you."

"But I don't have good wine." Ji Yuyong said with a wry smile: "I have a habit when I do my tricks, that is, I must drink good wine, and the paintings I make between half drunk and half awake can be extraordinary and refined."

"I thought it was something, nothing else, just as much wine as you want."

Gong Liang took out a wine jue engraved with the pattern of a phoenix bird from the space, and took out a small gourd filled with wine and filled it up.

Ji Yuyong stared straight at the milky white wine in the wine jue, "What is this, how does it look like animal milk?"

"This is the milk spring wine that I got through the Heshen Kingdom when I was traveling in the East, and I have never been willing to drink it. You have earned money today, so drink it!"

"It's really not animal milk?" It didn't even smell like alcohol, Ji Yuyong seriously suspected that Gong Liang was using animal milk to fool him.

Gongliang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "You'll know after drinking it!"

Ji Yuyong held up the wine jug suspiciously and took a sip, then drank it all in one gulp, and praised: "Good wine, warm and soft in the mouth, with a trace of spring water sweetness, and silky milk, it is indeed a rare wine, come again One prince."

I drank ten jugs in a row, and one jug was about one liter.

Ji Yuyong drank a total of ten liters, his stomach suddenly bulged, and his body began to wobble, as if he was going to pass out at any time.

"enough."

Ji Yuyong put down the wine jue, staggered to the place where the pen and inkstone were placed, picked up the inkstone that was already full of ink in one hand, drank it in one gulp, then grabbed the pen and walked to the open drawing paper.

"Um"

If it weren't for the clarity in his eyes, Gong Liang would have thought he drank the ink as wine.

"ah"

Mi Xian and Rui Han cried out in shock.

Zi Chu frowned slightly, Zhu Yang, who was drawing with his hand on the scroll, looked at it, and his face became serious.

Ji Yuyong walked to the side of the drawing paper, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out an ink dragon with a "poof", followed by the paintbrush in his hand quickly touching the ink dragon.In a moment, the ink fell on the paper, forming an ink landscape.Ji Yuyong's hand didn't stop, and the brush was still rapidly swipe across the ink and landscape.

Zhu Yang took a deep breath, let it out slowly, turned his head and smiled at Zi Chu next to him, "Looking at his seriousness, if I don't make a trick, I'm afraid I'll lose this bet."

"You don't have to pay too much attention to the game, you can do whatever you want, just do whatever you want," Zi Chu said.

"Now it has nothing to do with gambling, but a battle of skills."

Zhu Yang shook his head, took out a bunch of things from the storage bag and opened them on the long table, there were some well-mixed paints inside, "Last time I went out, I found several kinds of paints in a mountain, and I feel that the colors are bright and can be used I was painting, so I took it back and tried it, and found that the color of the painting is not only bright, but also has a unique smell. I originally wanted to hide it to make a blockbuster during the competition, but it seems that I have to take it out and use it today."

Zhu Yang arranged the paints one by one according to the habit, then picked up the brush and began to paint.

The painting I conceived has already been imprinted in my heart. At this time, the painting is handy and the speed is very fast. In the blink of an eye, the painting has been drawn to a length of one meter.

At this time, Ji Yuyong was almost finished painting, and began to make finishing touches.Maybe it was too exhausting, sweating profusely, and the clothes were already soaked.

After painting for a while, a lot of sweat drained the wine, making him unable to concentrate on painting anymore, and quickly shouted: "Come on wine."

Gong Liang hurriedly handed over the wine jue full of wine, and Ji Yuyong drank another five jue, and when he felt that it was almost the same, he threw the wine jue back to Gongliang, turned around and concentrated on painting.

Over there, Zhu Yang had already drawn a landscape sketch and began to paint colors on it.

Gong Liang saw that he used bright materials, and the landscapes he painted were as radiant as precious stones. The images were dignified and solemn, with clear layers. Compared with Ji Yuyong's dark splash-ink landscape paintings, they seemed to be superior, so he couldn't help but worry.

The dignitaries of Qingyang Academy who paid attention to this side because of the beast soul, seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the two painting at this time, and concentrated on watching.

(End of this chapter)