One person's royal painting

Chapter 175 Fineness and Reformation

Otherwise, the winter in Guangdong is the most moody and changeable.

After an autumn rain, the entire Wang family compound instantly cooled down. The weather here is also intermittent, cloudy for a while, and the sun came out again for a while.

The bustling cars are still driving on the road, coupled with people in a hurry, it makes the city look extraordinarily lively.

Swish!
Wang Bing leaned back slightly, avoiding the black shadow coming from behind, and swung a large ball of black ink with his backhand, sticking it directly to the ground.

"Hey, my cunt..."

A child of the Wang family exclaimed, he suddenly found that his yin could not be recalled.

Wang Bing turned his head and looked up at the Wang family disciple who was still trying to recall the Yin general, and sighed: "So, you are too dependent on the witch's ability..."

brush!
A black light suddenly appeared in front of that disciple.

boom! ! !
A big black stick suddenly appeared in Wang Bing's hand, and it hit the boy's abdomen forcefully.

Thanks to Wang Bing holding a blunt weapon instead of a sharp one!
If it was replaced with the big ring knife that Wang Bing usually used, with this knife, blood mist would burst out of this Wang family child's chest, and he would not be able to run away with bruises and bruises.

"Ugh..."

The child of the Wang family snorted, curled up like a shrimp, and fell to the ground in pain, obviously losing his combat power.

"Don't be stunned!"

Wang Bing looked up at the others and said, "If you really fight, it won't be like the turn-based game you usually play, where you move each other..."

"Take out the momentum to kill me, don't you guys talk bad things about me behind my back every day, take this opportunity to vent, don't you know how to cherish it?"

That is to say, but no one thinks that Wang Bing will show mercy.

"No way...Wang Chi was beaten to the ground with a stick?"

The children of the Wang family on the side stared wide-eyed, looking at Wang Bing in disbelief.

Wang Chi was considered a good seed in the Wang family's generation, but in front of Wang Bing, he couldn't even catch a stick.

Could this be the successor that the old man cultivated with great efforts?
Wang Bing's situation is basically clear to the Wang family.

This guy is the only one in the Wang family who doesn't have to abide by the family rules. As for the other one, he knows who he is without thinking about it, of course it is Wang Ai.

Regarding Wang Bing's views, the second generation of the Wang family, that is, the ancestors, kept a silent attitude. They were basically told by Wang Ai, so they naturally knew about Wang Bing.

The parents of the Wang family may be somewhat dissatisfied, but there are still elders holding on.

As for peers...

Anyway, Wang Bing couldn't remember how many people spoke ill of him behind his back.

"Wang Chi, get up when you're lying down, if you don't want to, you can leave, step aside and raise yourself!"

Wang Bing glanced at Wang Chi who was lying on the ground and said, "Don't hurt you by mistake then."

As soon as Wang Bing's words came out, Wang Chi shuddered immediately, turned his body, stood up directly from the ground, and quickly retreated to the other Wang family children, quickly adjusting his breath and moving Qi to relieve the pain.

The power of Wang Bing's stick just now is still lingering in his chest.

Wang Chi gasped for breath and swallowed dryly again. Taking advantage of Wang Bing's slack, he waved his hand and called back the yin general who was supposed to be there.

Almost, Wang Chi couldn't stand Wang Bing's injury just now, and passed out.

"By the way, where is that boy Wang Fu?"

Wang Bing looked at it privately, and it seems that he hasn't seen the voice of Wang Fu's boy recently. After all, this guy has attracted attention for a long time for him, so what can I do if I don't thank you!
Swish!
But what responded to him was a black cobra. The cobra opened its big scarlet mouth, exposing the fangs inside, and bit towards Wang Bing.

"Yo? There's still someone who knows how to paint!"

Wang Bing turned sideways slightly, avoiding the big snake's pounce, swung the stick in his hand again, and slammed it down towards the big snake's seven inches.

Snapped!
The big black snake was instantly smashed into a pool of ink by Wang Bing. He squinted at a little girl hiding behind the crowd, and was a little dumbfounded.

This little girl is only about fifteen or sixteen years old, so she drew it so quickly?
Although this snake is a bit imaginary, but in such a short time to make Shentu move, the talent is not bad.

As for the rest...

Seeing many of the Wang family's children followed by a yin general, Wang Bing was tired of looking at it, and he didn't learn the methods of family inheritance, so he just wanted to use them...

"Okay, okay! I finally saw Shentu. Is there anyone who knows secret painting? Show me your hands too!"

Looking at the surrounding Wang family's children who were afraid to go up, Wang Bing frowned involuntarily, "You don't know how, or don't you dare?"

"..."

"We feel that even if we use the secret painting, we may not be able to deal with you..." one of the Wang family's children said in a deep voice.

He felt a little bit bitter in his heart, although he knew some secret paintings, but Shentu and the others saw it just now, in front of Wang Bing, his heart was as fragile as a painting, and it was smashed to pieces with a stick

Wang Bing looked at the group of Wang family children, and his heart was filled with anger, "Why... don't you think you can't beat them and stop fighting? You mean that if you meet someone stronger than you, you are ready to stretch your neck and wait for death?"

"Or do you think that others dare not do anything to you because they think you are the children of the Wang family?"

No wonder the old man always shakes his head every time I mention the children of the family to the old man...

If this goes on, the children of the direct line will become weaker and weaker, and the children of the collateral line will become stronger and stronger.

It's not that the king doesn't want his direct descendants to learn from Ju Ling dispatch generals, but he can't say that he will give up his family's unique skills just because of a Ju Ling dispatch general.

People like Wang Yan and Wang Hui cannot be said to be masters.

But at least someone else's secret painting can be obtained.

If you look back at these direct descendants...

Not even the courage to act.

"Okay, I see it..."

Wang Bing waved his hand, and the big stick turned into a long spear (blunt blade), "After today, I will discuss with the old man, and in the future, the direct descendants and collateral descendants will compete for family resources together..."

"what?"

Hearing Wang Bing's words, the eyes of many direct descendants changed, and Wang didn't care, "Why, don't you want to? That's right, you people could have enjoyed better treatment... I'm afraid you won't be able to compete with those who are better than you. You work harder as collateral children!"

Wang Bing slowly raised the spear, and a powerful qi energy suddenly covered the spear.

Then, he slowly pulled the spear back, bent his knees slightly, and swung the gun, the air around him trembled slightly under this energy.

"Be careful, this attack is not a joke!" one of the disciples said loudly.

call!
A black glow suddenly appeared in front of everyone in the Wang family, at a frighteningly fast speed.

Many people's pupils shrank, and those with Yin generals hurriedly blocked the Yin generals in front of them, and those without Yin generals quickly dodged to one side.

laugh!
With a wave of the black gun, the few Yin generals in the front were directly crushed by this black light.

And after this huge force smashed the yin general, it didn't lose its strength because it was blocked by the yin general, and continued to fly towards the Wang family's children behind.

boom!
The first child of the Wang family was directly sent flying by the black light.

Some people around reacted and rushed to resist, but it was only at the moment when the two strands of energy collided that they realized that this energy was going to send them flying.

Swish!
As the circle of black light dissipated, the first few Wang family children were shot away, but the few behind were not injured.

Wang Bin looked up again, and the little girl who could use magic paint just now was still standing.

"Are you from the Second Grandma's branch? I remember your name is Wang Qing, right..." Wang Bing asked curiously.

"Hmm..." Wang Qing nodded slightly.

Wang Bing spoke lightly, as if teaching her, and said, "Shentu, there is no rule that you must draw with your hands. Sometimes your qi or your feet can also paint..."

After finishing speaking, a black shadow suddenly sprang out from Wang Bing's feet and shot towards Wang Qing.

The speed of this thing was so fast that no one around could see what it was, let alone dodge it.

Swish!
Before Wang Qing could react, she was bound in place, unable to move.

Only then did everyone see clearly what the black shadow was just now, it was actually the snake Wang Qing drew just now.

However, the snake painted by Wang Bing looks lifelike, as if it is the same as the real one.

"When?"

Wang Qing who was entangled was a little surprised, she didn't notice at all.

"so……"

Wang didn't intend to let go of those who were not injured by the shot just now, after all, they must be treated equally...

The next moment, his figure appeared behind a young man, and the spear in his hand turned into a baseball bat again.

boom!
Hearing the crisp sound of a stick hitting the flesh, the young man's body flew forward like an arrow from the string, knocking down many people standing on the flight path along the way.

"It's still not enough to watch..." Wang Bing said lightly, and before everyone could react, he had already appeared in front of a woman, stretched out his hand and directly grabbed her neck, and slammed it down hard on the ground.

boom!
After all, Wang Bing still has a sense of proportion when he strikes, only hurting the flesh, not the muscles and bones!

Seeing this clan... After the woman who should be regarded as the sister of the clan fell down, Wang Bing also slowly withdrew the big stick in his hand, looked at the last clan member standing there, turned and left the training ground without saying anything.

When he came to the old man's study, Wang Bing knocked on the door lightly.

"Come in……"

Wang Ai's voice sounded from inside the room, and Wang Bing walked in after getting permission.

"Master!"

Wang Bing went to stand in front of Wang Ai, and said, "I've tried everything on fineness."

"how do you feel?"

"It's not satisfactory. I feel that our family's problems are a bit similar to those of the Lu family. The younger generation in the family are all thinking about how to have a yin general..." Wang Bin couldn't continue talking at the end.

Danqing is a technical job, not one that can see results in a year or two.

Dou Ruchang, master of secret painting!
Wu Gensheng was only the fourth child when he was in his forties.

You can imagine how old Dou Ruchang is in the front row.

Now people's hearts are quite rushed, and they wish they could learn it today and master it tomorrow.

Wang didn't even dare to say how far he had come on the road of divine painting or secret painting.

"It's not an option to go on like this, my lord... From now on, everyone in the Wang family will become wizards, so this Danqing..."

Before Wang Bing finished speaking, Wang Aichang put down the writing brush in his hand, and said with a smile: "Now I understand, the Wang family looks beautiful, but in fact, there are already many problems."

　I want to emphasize one thing here, don't confuse the protagonist's understanding with the author's understanding, sometimes I will deliberately write wrong things in order to lay the groundwork for the following stories.

　　No one stipulates that a traverser must know everything, and everything that must be known is accurate!
　　Sometimes I will add the author's note just to clarify some things. If I don't remember to add it, don't confuse what the protagonist thinks with what the author thinks! !

　　Also, what is the curse that is useless to Lu Huan? Take a good look at chapter 397. Yu Hong said it clearly, "The curse light is in the oath, and if there is no curse light in the eyes, it means that the curse has been broken! "Could it be that Lu Huan has the Curse Breaker King and didn't notice it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)