Royal Master Painter

Chapter 207
Shui Wuxin used his self-created dead tree Fu to confront the Confucianism's heavenly and human art, and it went back and forth for a while, without losing the wind.

Tan Miaoyan's Heaven and Man Art Vientiane method uses Ruhuo Qingqing, but the ink-stained dead tree looks fragile, but in fact every branch is extremely strong, and it is still as stable as Mount Tai under the impact of various spells.

Fu Changlin in the attic of Wenfu didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.

"When I was in Wenfu, this guy always ranked behind me in every exam, which made me think that he was really inferior to me." Fu Changlin smiled wryly.

"Shui Wuxin is a true scribe. He is proud but undisputed. He is independent but not absurd. Besides reading, his biggest hobby is fishing. The fish in Yujing Lake have often been troubled by him over the years."

There was blame on his lips, but there was pride in what he said. Although Shui Wuxin was not his disciple, he was an outstanding talent cultivated by the Wenfu.

"Sir, how strong is he?"

"Don't you young people compare yourself to Li Yelang and Zhang Dian? Mansion Lord Changli said that in the entire Wenfu, he is the only one who can compare with these two in the past 300 years." The evaluation is not high.

"It seems that our Wenfu won this battle again."

"Don't be blindly confident. Tan Miaoyan and Tan Zhi are both grandsons of Tan Qianqiu. The Tan family has many Confucian methods."

There are endless ways to talk about witty words, and Shui Wuxin also has several talents.

"Confucian wind and thunder technique"

A gust of wind rose outside Tan Miaoyan's body, and the terrifying gust swept away the plump trees in E Lake, and lightning flashed inside the gust.

With extraordinary talent, he fused two extremely destructive celestial and human spells with thunder, and the sky dimmed instantly. At this moment, everyone's eyes were only on the wind and thunder carrying the power of heaven.

"Great Wind Fu"

"The husband's wind is born on the ground, starting from the end of the green apple. It invades the ravine and the valley, and is angry at the mouth of the soil bag. It is close to Mount Tai. It dances under the pines and cypresses. , back to the acupoint in a wrong way. Kicking rocks and cutting wood, killing Lin Mang. When it is about to decline, it is covered by Li, punching and moving, bright and beautiful, scattered and transferred.

Shui Wuxin sacrificed the wind talent and chose to use the same technique to compete. The wind and thunder technique represents the domineering power of the sky, wrapped in thunder and lightning, as if to enforce the law on behalf of the sky.

And the strong wind is born from the green apple, rises from the soil, dances on the pines and cypresses, and carries the thunder when it crosses the valley, carrying the vitality of all things.

Up and down, two completely different styles of wind confronted each other over the Goose Lake.

With its terrifying power, even the attics where the powerhouses of the eight prefectures lived were crumbling in the wind, and the sky with a radius of tens of miles was agitated by two completely different gusts of wind.

Shui Wuxin controlled the wind, her beard and hair were flying, her robe sleeves were billowing in the wind, and her originally male and female appearance now looked a little more heroic.

Tan Miaoyan's expression was solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off a bit. Shui Wuxin was the strongest endowment he had ever met, bar none.

The two were evenly matched in the duel of the technique of wind, suddenly behind Shui Wuxin a strange bird with dozens of wings flapped its wings, and Yufeng flew towards Tan Miaoyan at high speed.

"The pheasant, the uniqueness of the Yu family. The quality is black, the claws are pure, and the body is crowned and separated, quite similar to the husband and the chicken. The appearance is leisurely, not mixed with other birds. The heart is deep, and it is rare to connect with people. There is no way to get it and tame it. When you hear about it, you will levy it. It will be carved with a cage and delivered by a post. It will gather Changyang and swim in Taiye. It will be a day."

This pheasant Fu depicts a pheasant bird, with its huge wings fanning away the furious thunder, its crimson sharp claws catching the strong wind, and directly attacking Tan Miaoyan.

"The golden age is too late, but it is said to follow the Ge"

Behind Tan Miaoyan, the golden light gathers little by little, turning into a cold light and long sword, and the pheasant chases after him.

If Jiang Greed's battle before made everyone see the ultimate in the painter's fight, then Shui Wuxin made everyone appreciate the power of Fusheng.

There are seven Fus in a row, and what is even more incredible is that none of them are taught by the Wenfu, and all of them are self-created.

If Fu Sheng wants to exert the power of a Fu, he must empathize. Even if he recites the Fu of others thousands of times, it is difficult to share the feelings of others. Only the Fu written by himself can achieve the most perfect state of empathy.

The meeting between the two can do nothing to each other, the seven pieces of Fu are against the Vientiane Art of Heaven and Man, this kind of confrontation between the arts makes everyone very addicted to watching.

"Shui Wuxin, if this goes on like this, no one can do anything to anyone, why don't you use all your ability to suppress the bottom of the box?" Tan Miaoyan said.

"It's good to end this boring temptation"

Shui Wuxin said, taking out a manuscript from the book tube with great care.

"At first I just wanted to hang out in Wenfu until I left, and I didn't want to participate in the Ehu meeting this time, but Mr. Wei asked me to come, and specially ordered me to win the first place in the Eighth Mansion this time. Conditions for rejection.

In order to cope with the Ehu meeting this time, I specially wrote this Fu, and also practiced a new technique."

"Coincidentally, I am the same. I also have two methods that I have never shown to others. I didn't expect to be forced into this position by you."

The momentum between the two climbed up to each other, and neither of them was willing to give in.

Especially Shui Wuxin, Wei Changli agreed to take him to the North Sea to catch big whales, thinking about it made his blood boil, he even wanted to end the battle now and go to the North Sea the next moment.

"The way to establish the sky is called Yin and Yang; the way to establish the earth is called softness and rigidity; the way to establish man is called benevolence and righteousness.

It is born, it is raised by the earth, and it is made by man.People are born with filial piety, the earth raises them with food and clothing, and people are made with rituals and music.The three are brothers and feet, combined to form a body, and none of them can exist.

Confucians are sincere because of their understanding, and because of their sincerity, they are one with nature and man.”

Every time Tan Miaoyan utters a word, a corresponding celestial phenomenon is born, and the sun and the moon rotate rapidly over the Goose Lake. With a look of compassion.

"Oops, heaven and human body!"

Lu Daoxuan and the other high-level officials of the Eight Houses were a little shocked. This article is the general outline of the famous Art of Harmony of Heaven and Man, which was comprehended by the first master when he became a Confucian sage.

Unexpectedly, it was only in the Huiyang state, and he had already started to practice this top secret of the Confucian mansion.

The general outline of the art of celestial beings uses the sun and the moon as the oven, and the heaven and the earth as the dharma clothes, so that you can unite yourself with the heaven and the earth, and transform yourself into a heavenly and human body that is invulnerable to all dharmas. Far from stopping.

"In the grandeur of righteousness and righteousness, it is the most upright and upright; it fills the world and holds it in the body, and there is no small Taisu Gong in it."

Tan Miaoyan's terrifying aura seemed to be ignited, and a crimson flame with a destructive aura was burning in his palm.

"Tai Su Gong, the grand method created by King Fu Sheng Su, the second generation master of the Confucian Mansion"

Lu Daoxuan's face was a bit embarrassed, he was not in the Wenfu for most of the year, and Shui Wuxin had been hiding his true strength, Lu Daoxuan himself had no idea how strong he was.

"Changli, Changli, I hope the person you choose can resist the monster Tan Miaoyan."

(End of this chapter)