Royal Master Painter

Chapter 25
Painters have their own strengths, Song Yu was a little anxious seeing that Jiang Li wanted to make four paintings to compare with these four people, even Lin Wanxi did not dare to be so arrogant.

There were more and more people watching in the Yunying Building, and the five people began to draw their own paintings in the public.

Among these people, Zhang Jixiu is the highest and has already realized the peak of the spiritual realm, and the other three have also realized the middle realm of the spiritual realm, while Jiang Li has just entered the spiritual realm when he left Nanping Town.

During the period, Zhang Ji looked at Jiang Li several times, and he was just putting on a show. He didn't think that a poor man from the countryside could weigh a lot.

The five of them started painting in the morning and finally finished it in the afternoon.

Zhang Ji was the first to finish the painting, and the others were a little slower but finished it intermittently.

"Jiang Li, we've been painting for half a day, so we are qualified to be painters at such a slow pace?" Zhang Ji smiled triumphantly.

"I'm done too, now"

Jiang Li put paint on the last petal and put down his pen. It is rare for Yunying Club to see such a scene, so many people surrounded the whole first floor.

"Is the painting flowers and plants? Then let's compare."

After the spiritual power of the painter who is good at painting flowers and plants is applied to the scroll, a budding flower bud emerges from the scroll. Whether it is the color of the paint or the structure, it is considered to be a good painting among the students of the academy. One step can become Fanpinhua.

"Where's yours, Jiang Greed? After drawing for a long time, you won't lose your product." The person next to him laughed.

"No wonder Shanglin Academy is the lowest academy in Yunzhou. It turns out that you are at this level. Look at your dog eyes."

A stream of clear spring flowed from Jiang Li's picture scroll and wandered in the Yunying Building. In the water, a hibiscus flower swayed in the wind, its spirit and enchanting posture was several times stronger than that of the flower bone.

"This clear water hibiscus picture fanpin painting!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone began to look squarely at this young man dressed in ordinary clothes.

"It was just a mistake"

"That's right, maybe it's specialized in flowers and plants"

Zhang Ji also calmed down. He admitted that Jiang Greed did have some strength, but he would undoubtedly lose today.

"Keep drawing, we'll wait for you," Zhang Ji said.

"Wait? What are you waiting for me?"

"Of course I'll wait for you to draw the second picture"

Jiang Li pulled the scroll from the side and spit out spiritual energy, a white crane fluttered out from the page, with a noble and extraordinary temperament, but the person who was good at drawing birds drew a yellow bird, the yellow bird was bloated and moved. Slightly dull, high and low judgment.

"Another Fanpin Painting"

The onlookers were all shocked. If the first Fanpin painting could be said to be due to luck, what about the second Fanpin painting?

"What's even more frightening is that I painted two ordinary paintings in three hours. Lin Wanxi doesn't have such a speed either."

"Correct it, it's not two, it's four!" Jiang Gu reminded.

When the third scroll was displayed, four wild dogs circled around Jiang Li, whimpering in favor.

"Where every painting is, there are many souls in one painting!"

Under normal circumstances, there is only one painting spirit in a painting, and this kind of painting with multiple spirits will also greatly improve the combat effectiveness.

And the human painting spirit who is good at painting animals is a civet cat, this civet cat has reached Fanpin painting, but it was eaten by four wild dogs in public as soon as it appeared.

There is a deep connection between the painting spirit and the painting owner, and the painting spirit was destroyed, and the painter was also severely injured.

It was not Jiang Greed's original intention to hurt people, he really didn't know it would be like this.

"Look at the size of this wild dog"

One dog was long and thin and the other was chubby. They were actually the same size as these four people. In addition, Jiang Li just said that wild dogs would form groups, so the meaning of targeting was obvious.

Zhang Ji knew that he had hit the iron plate, and he made three ordinary paintings in such a short period of time, and the masters of the academy were no more than this level.

"I admit that you are very good, but you still have to lose in the end"

What Zhang Ji painted was a mountain, with white clouds hugging the waist and a lonely peak piercing into the sky. After the appearance of this mountain peak painting spirit, the originally empty Yunying Tower immediately became crowded.

"Jiang Greed is very powerful but he still lost"

"Top-level ordinary paintings, just a little bit short of middle-grade paintings!"

With a smug smile on Zhang Ji's face, he originally wanted to wait until the Wenfu University Examination to become a blockbuster, but now it's okay to expose it in advance.

"No matter how talented he is, as long as Zhang Ji abolishes his right hand, he will be nothing. He is the one who ruined himself because of his arrogance."

"If I use all my strength, I am afraid that the Yunying Building will be broken. There is no one who can surpass my painting. Do you admit defeat?" Zhang Ji smiled.

"You are so strange, did I say that my paintings are fanpin paintings? Why don't you come and appreciate my painting of pines and winds in myriad valleys?"

Everyone noticed that there was a breeze blowing around them, and pine trees grew from the floor, but the scenery inside the Yunying Building changed after a few breaths.

The misty haze and pine waves overlap, the clear springs rush in the deep valleys, and the streamsides are densely shaded; along the winding ridges, there are dense pine forests.

Clouds and mist gather in the valleys of the two mountains and rise slowly; a water mill is placed under the mountain waterfall, and a wooden bridge is built over the stream, leaving fireworks on earth in this paradise.

Layers of rocks and trees, waterfalls and springs; and there are mountain towers, waterside pavilions, and long bridges at distant temples, hidden among the mountains and valleys of Wansong.

“Mid-grade landscape rolls….”

All the scenes have been scaled dozens of times. If it is used to fight against the enemy, this volume is enough to trap everyone in this thousand mountains and ravines and cannot escape.

Zhang Ji looked at the painting with dry mouth and dizziness. He was defeated, so defeated that he couldn't even utter a word of defense.

Song Yu was also shocked, Lin Wanxi was the only one among the younger generation in Lin Ancheng who could make medium-quality paintings, and now it seems that there will be one more.

"The Poshi used light ink as the long mochi, and then used scorched ink to break the brush to smear the moss, which has a melancholy and strong charm. The brush and ink in the whole picture are thick and simple, yet plump and elegant, full of natural interest."

Song Yu tried to interpret this painting with what he learned in the academy, but found that there were many places where the draping and texturing methods had never been seen before.

"What kind of technique is this?" Song Yu asked.

"The big ax is chopping, the stroke is heavy and straight, the stroke of the big ax is vigorous and square, it must be like a nail, with a circle in the square.

This kind of handwriting is broad, clear and concise, and large rocks can express majesty, majesty, and ink, "Jiang Li explained.

"What about here"

"Gossamer drawing, drawn with a center-point pen tip that is round and even, can rise and fall smoothly and freely, and the drawn ones are more dense, long and fluid. I used this painting technique more in the painting I gave you. When doing figure painting, it is like spring silkworm spinning silk, so it is also called spring silkworm silk painting."

These are all techniques that Song Yu has never heard of, not only him, but even the onlookers are immersed in it.

Some people also asked him for advice, but Jiang Greed ignored him, only Song Yu was not bad and said a lot for him.

"You lose, and the book cylinder will be mine as agreed."

There are no more than six items in the painter's book tube, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, paint and scroll.

Zhang Ji felt a bit pained, as the proud son of heaven, he never thought that he would lose.Who would have thought that a poor scribe could draw middle-grade landscape paintings casually, such a person has achievements that do not match his age on the Danqing road.

"Jiang Greed, it's better to get rid of enemies than tie them up," Song Yu reminded from the side.

"No one deserves to be tolerated except the dead and the dying"

Although he is a painter now, his previous professional habits are still affecting Jiang Lu.

"This time I admit defeat, the road ahead will be long so don't be too complacent." Zhang Ji was a little resentful and finally took off the book tube and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Jiang Greed was a little strange, obviously you bullied me, why now Zhang Ji behaved like a victim and turned himself into a bad guy?

But when I think that I don't want to be a good person anyway, it doesn't matter. If I take advantage of it, can't people complain?
"Jiang Li, this piece of Ji has an elder brother who is a student of Wenfu Shangshe"

"Never mind him, we'll talk about it later." Jiang Greed didn't care.

"Then now that you have money, go change into a better outfit, so you won't be misunderstood later"

"That can't be done, what if such a good thing happens again in the future?"

(End of this chapter)