Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 355 Cao Xiu

White jade city.

In an elegant courtyard somewhere.

Several elegantly dressed painters had angry faces and various kinds of dissatisfaction.

"What is the origin of that boy named Wang?"

"I've only been here a few days and already I've already stolen all the limelight!"

"We, the painters, don't value fame and wealth, but what he did is that he doesn't take us seriously!"

"..."

Their eyes were full of displeasure.

Everyone present has been studying painting since childhood, and has achieved great success, and has already gained a reputation.

Although, not everyone can truly master Taoism through painting.

In the world of spiritual practice, it is impossible to achieve the same status as the senior painting immortal and his disciples.

Even because Hua Dao itself is not good at fighting.

It’s not that helpful for practice.

As a result, in the eyes of other practitioners, they have always been at the despised end.

Over the years, I have suffered a lot.

Now, the Painting Fairy's birthday is approaching, and they finally have the light they have been waiting for for so long.

Get ready to do something big.

Once you win the favor of the painting fairy, you can rise to prominence, change your appearance, and become a master.

True.

They thought the competition would be fierce this time.

But they never expected that the first obstacle they encountered was not someone from a certain academy, or an older generation of experts who had known this for thousands of years.

He is actually a playboy whose reputation has never been heard of before.

"In just a few days, everyone in the streets is talking about Wang Yitian. When it comes to painting, people only know him! If this continues, aren't we all done?" A middle-aged man with a bad temper said, patting the table.

"Brother Cao, please say something!" Suddenly, someone looked at the old man in green painting alone in the pavilion and said.

Hear the words.

Everyone's eyes fell on the old man in green.

The old man in green said: "What did you say?"

Everyone said: "You are the president of the Qingye Club, shouldn't you stand up and take charge of the overall situation?"

Cao Xiu still didn't raise his head and said, "What is the overall situation in charge of?"

Everyone was slightly speechless, and then said: "Is it because that boy continues to be so arrogant?"

Cao Xiu slowly put down his pen and looked at the speaker: "When we paint Taoist figures, we rely on our works to speak for ourselves! His paintings can make everyone like them and pursue them. That's his ability! If you want to win people's hearts, If you take it back, you can draw a few better ones than him, right?"

Everyone paused for a moment and said, "Those paintings he painted are extremely flattering, and they are all about showing affection to those women. I don't even bother to do that!"

Cao Xiu said expressionlessly: "Is it disdain, or is it because you can't draw it?"

Everyone was speechless again.

Cao Xiu walked out of the pavilion with his hands behind his back and waved his sleeves.

A flash of light flashed.

A picture scroll appeared on the stone table in the yard.

As the scroll unfolds slowly.

Everyone immediately saw the peerless beauty painted on it.

"Isn't this... the painting that the man surnamed Wang painted for the second lady of the Luo family? Why is it here with Brother Cao?"

Everyone was suddenly surprised.

This painting is obviously a painting Wang Xiu made for Luo Yuanting.

Cao Xiu said calmly: "I am an old friend of the third master of the Luo family. I went to visit yesterday. When I saw this painting, I made a rubbing of it!"

It turned out to be a rubbing plate!

Everyone was stunned.

"You only saw the surface of his painting to please those women, but you never saw the real core!"

Cao Xiu walked closer, touched the scroll gently with his fingers, looked at it from top to bottom, and sighed: "This painting was completed in one go, without any lag. Both the brushstrokes and the artistic conception have reached perfection." So picky! It seems casual and without any originality, but in fact... this person's painting skills have reached a level that is astonishing to the heavens and earth-shattering! He can be regarded as a master of a generation!" He spoke slowly along with his evaluation.

A series of gasps suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

Unbelievable looks fell on Cao Xiu.

I can't believe he could say such a thing.

Who is Cao Xiu?

President of the Aoba Association.

In the thirty-sixth county of Huangzhou, he is recognized as one of the ten most accomplished painters!

When he was young, he was famous for his hot temper and disowning his relatives.

There are only paintings in my eyes.

Without a powerful person, even if he faced a high-level practitioner, as long as he dared to slander Hua Dao in front of him, he would dare to go up and fight to the death.

Because of this temperament.

He offended many people.

But also because of this kind of temperament, he is also valued by many big shots in the circle.

more importantly.

When the senior painting immortal traveled here, he once gave him some advice in the name of Taoist Yun.

I have a half-teacher relationship with him.

Therefore, many people are unhappy with him but dare not touch him.

This allowed him to gradually grow up and become one of the top figures in the field of painting in this barren state.

This kind of people.

He actually spoke so highly of Wang Xiu's paintings.

This is incredible!

"Brother Cao, are you serious about this?"

"Have you ever seen me talking nonsense on the painting path?"

Cao Xiu asked calmly, which immediately made everyone speechless.

After a pause, Cao Xiu sighed: "Although I don't know who this person is! But... with just this hand drawing, I'm afraid no one in the entire Jiutian, except Xiaohan Mountain, can beat him!"

hiss!

The sound of gasps came one after another.

This sentence is even more amazing than the previous evaluation.

Xiaohan Mountain is the dojo of Senior Painter Immortal, among whom are the disciples of Senior Painter Immortal.

What Cao Xiu means by this is that Wang Xiu’s painting skills are worthy of being the number one in the Nine Heavens even if there is no such thing as a painting immortal?

"Brother Cao, these words... have passed!"

"That's right, he is just a young boy with no qualifications. Even if he has some talent, how can he reach the stage you mentioned?"

Everyone didn't believe it, and even had doubts in their hearts. Did Cao Xiu take advantage of that kid?

This is so true!

Hearing this, Cao Xiu looked at them with a sneer: "Qualifications? If qualifications are useful, all of you who have been in the art of painting for hundreds of years will become painting masters! A wonderful painting is right in front of you, but you don't I know...you have spent most of your painting life in vain, it really taints the art of painting!"

After he said this, his face darkened, and he rolled his sleeves and said, "Come, let's see you off!"

Everyone's faces turned red and white, and they all became ugly.

Cao Xiu's temper is like this.

When you get angry, no one cares about you, and no one gives you face.

But they didn't dare to confront Cao Xiu.

He could only snort a few times and walk away.

Cao Xiu looked at their departing figures and hummed: "How can a bunch of villains have the integrity and character of a Taoist?"

"Hehe... That's natural. How many people in the world can be like my grandfather, with both character and accomplishments, and whose paintings will be passed down for generations?"

Just then.

A pretty woman suddenly appeared in the yard, blinking in an odd way.

When Cao Xiu saw him, the anger on his face immediately disappeared.

"Qing'er, are you looking for the prince too?"

(End of this chapter)