alone mountain and river

Feng Qing's smug smile disappeared, and Beatrice quickly added with a smile: "However, I almost became a professional, so I can feel the breath of multiple laws from it. The most wonderful thing is that the original picture The structure hasn't changed at all, even if I'm the original author, I can't see how many strokes you have added."

Nan Xinghun on the other side was still staring at the cliff in a daze, but Nan Yong who was beside her leaned over and said in a low voice, "Qing Qing, you can help me too, can I still be saved?"

As he spoke, he handed over his semi-finished copy drawing.

Nan Yong added with a bitter face: "Oh, I've tried my best. I only drew sketches. I dare not write any more. I'm worried that if I scribble again, I won't be able to express the original meaning."

Feng Qinglang encouraged with a smile: "Very good, you do have the potential in wood and earth laws. But I'm worried that those examiners won't be able to understand it. May I add some content for you?"

"Of course, please!" Nan Yong was overjoyed, and quickly handed over his pen.

The situation of Nan Yong's picture is completely different from that of Beatrice. Feng Qinglang added a lot of strokes this time, but it was completed in one go, completely following Nan Yong's original idea. He murmured: "Qing Lang, you are amazing, you have completely drawn what I wanted in my heart, but let me draw it myself, I don't know when and what month I can draw like this."

Beatrice on the side couldn't help but also praised: "A completely different way of thinking... Sunny, it turns out that you are really a genius in magwenology!"

Feng Qinglang was very reserved and did not respond, but her face was undisguised, full of smiles that had nothing to do with modesty.

The servant of the Situ family who was sitting closest to them was originally grimacing as if his family had just died. Hearing Qinglang's conversation and looking at the copying map in Nanyong's hand, he didn't care that he was a member of Situ's camp, and crowded She came over with a smile and said, "Sunny...Young master, can you take a look at my picture?"

He wanted to ask others, of course he should use the honorific title as much as possible, he hesitated for a while, and even used the title of young master.

Feng Qinglang took this person's copy drawing, and couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth. The person was too impatient when he wrote the pen, and the whole structure was already chaotic. The most terrible thing was that he himself saw it later, and tried his best to remedy it. The more chaotic the painting, the more strokes, but it is a completely real mess.

The man said anxiously: "Master Qinglang, can I still be saved?"

This pitiful appearance is like a patient seeking medical treatment, waiting for the doctor's verdict whether he is terminally ill.

The arc of Feng Qinglang's mouth was completely released: "Ha, it's not easy to draw like this, you are a sympathizer of the metal law, right?"

The man nodded quickly, Feng Qinglang took the pen from his hand, and continued to scribble on the messy hemp, the man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, full of despair, but gradually, his eyes regained their vitality , and getting brighter.

From Beatrice and Nan Yong's point of view, this is a completely different picture, not even the slightest resemblance to the magic pattern on the cliff.

But when Feng Qinglang handed the copied drawing back to that person again, he nodded his thanks again and again: "Master Qinglang, you are amazing! You are a genius, no, you are a genius among geniuses!"

The raised voice alarmed the people in a small area around. Everyone in the Situ camp, including Situ Enquan, immediately caught something from the ecstatic face of their companions. There is a real magic pattern expert in their team, and it should be a Feng Qinglang, who was a bit annoying at first.

None of these one-sided negative views in the past could stop their enthusiasm for passing the exam, so everyone gathered around Feng Qinglang, all kinds of "young masters" and "adults" kept calling, Feng Qinglang didn't care about it, just a few things. , and satisfy them one by one.

Young Master Situ Weiyang naturally saw it too, seeing his subordinates thanking him again and again, he almost knelt down, his mind was full of bitterness, if he hadn't boasted that he was an expert, now he could be ashamed to ask the other party up.

Only Nan Xinghun remained unmoved, still staring blankly at the cliff, with a blank piece of paper in his hand, still untouched.

In fact, not everyone is satisfied with the copying and modification of the magic pattern. Just like Situ Enquan, he always feels that his picture looks weird and has his own meaning, but it seems that he does not fully want to express this intention.

But everyone else said that Feng Qinglang was able to fully express their intentions, so Situ Enquan had no choice but to thank them, and it was hard to say anything else.

After noon, the sun gradually moved to the other side of the cliff, and the shadows under the cliff brought rare coolness to the people. But at this time, the students in the crowd who were wearing Mingguang courtyard uniforms stood up one after another and walked out of the shadows. go far.

Feng Qinglang's heart moved and she turned her attention to them, just in time to hear the conversation of two nearby Mingguang students.

"Do you want to remind them?"

"Forget it, this is their entrance exam. If the examiners of the academy know about it, they will say that we are troublesome..."

"Forget it, this can be regarded as part of the assessment."

"Hey, we suffered a lot back then, now it's their turn..."

"..."

The voice was very weak, but it couldn't escape Feng Qinglang's ears. He thought to himself, could there be something weird here for a while?

At this time, he saw Nan Xinghun's pen move suddenly, and began to scribble on the white paper that belonged to her, but the writing was very slow, even Nan Xinghun didn't look at the white paper, his eyes still stayed on the cliff, It's just that the pen in his hand began to outline slowly.

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say to Nan Yong and Beatrice: "Have you seen those guys in Mingguang courtyard uniforms? Follow them over there, um, that's right, the place is exposed to the sun, but they passed by , I think you should go too."

Nan Yong asked doubtfully, "What about you?"

"Xing Hun just started painting, I will accompany her for a while. You go there first..." Seeing Nan Yong's expression hesitated, Feng Qinglang said again, "What are you afraid of, I'm here!"

After being reminded by Feng Qinglang, as soon as Nan Yong made a proposal, Situ Enquan immediately supported him. Therefore, under Feng Qinglang's insistence, only him and Nan Xinghun were left for the time being.

Young master Situ Weiyang also wanted to show his courage and stay with him, but he didn't know what Situ Enquan said in his ear, and finally he passed according to his words. Probably, the probability of passing the entrance examination is already very high now, Situ The young master doesn't want to suddenly become a sponsored student from an official student.

They were not the only ones who found something strange in the crowd. Many candidates with keen observation ability also migrated together. Half of the people in the densely populated area left in a blink of an eye. links.

When among the rest of the people, some belated people also realized that something was wrong, the crisis had already arrived, and the loud "crack" sound came from the direction behind the cliff, and I don't know what kind of fierce birds were beating collectively Wings can create such momentum.

When the people under the shadows raised their heads and were about to retreat in a hurry, those fierce birds came surprisingly fast. The moment before, you heard the sound of flapping wings, and at this moment, a large number of giant vultures flew out from behind the cliff , and swooped down directly to this shadow area.

There was a cry of exclamation from the ground, the people still under the shadows were all terrified, while the examinees who had already run outside with the academy students were not only terrified, but also fortunate.

These giant vultures didn't intentionally attack humans, they just parked in their familiar places. Of course, if there were already people in this position, they didn't mind flapping their giant wings and flying these humans outside. Of course, these The life and death of human beings is not within the scope of their responsibility.Feng Qing's smug smile disappeared, and Beatrice quickly added with a smile: "However, I almost became a professional, so I can feel the breath of multiple laws from it. The most wonderful thing is that the original picture The structure hasn't changed at all, even if I'm the original author, I can't see how many strokes you have added."

Nan Xinghun on the other side was still staring at the cliff in a daze, but Nan Yong who was beside her leaned over and said in a low voice, "Qing Qing, you can help me too, can I still be saved?"

As he spoke, he handed over his semi-finished copy drawing.

Nan Yong added with a bitter face: "Oh, I've tried my best. I only drew sketches. I dare not write any more. I'm worried that if I scribble again, I won't be able to express the original meaning."

Feng Qinglang encouraged with a smile: "Very good, you do have the potential in wood and earth laws. But I'm worried that those examiners won't be able to understand it. May I add some content for you?"

"Of course, please!" Nan Yong was overjoyed, and quickly handed over his pen.

The situation of Nan Yong's picture is completely different from that of Beatrice. Feng Qinglang added a lot of strokes this time, but it was completed in one go, completely following Nan Yong's original idea. He murmured: "Qing Lang, you are amazing, you have completely drawn what I wanted in my heart, but let me draw it myself, I don't know when and what month I can draw like this."

Beatrice on the side couldn't help but also praised: "A completely different way of thinking... Sunny, it turns out that you are really a genius in magwenology!"

Feng Qinglang was very reserved and did not respond, but her face was undisguised, full of smiles that had nothing to do with modesty.

The servant of the Situ family who was sitting closest to them was originally grimacing as if his family had just died. Hearing Qinglang's conversation and looking at the copying map in Nanyong's hand, he didn't care that he was a member of Situ's camp, and crowded She came over with a smile and said, "Sunny...Young master, can you take a look at my picture?"

He wanted to ask others, of course he should use the honorific title as much as possible, he hesitated for a while, and even used the title of young master.

Feng Qinglang took this person's copy drawing, and couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth. The person was too impatient when he wrote the pen, and the whole structure was already chaotic. The most terrible thing was that he himself saw it later, and tried his best to remedy it. The more chaotic the painting, the more strokes, but it is a completely real mess.

The man said anxiously: "Master Qinglang, can I still be saved?"

This pitiful appearance is like a patient seeking medical treatment, waiting for the doctor's verdict whether he is terminally ill.

The arc of Feng Qinglang's mouth was completely released: "Ha, it's not easy to draw like this, you are a sympathizer of the metal law, right?"

The man nodded quickly, Feng Qinglang took the pen from his hand, and continued to scribble on the messy hemp, the man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, full of despair, but gradually, his eyes regained their vitality , and getting brighter.

From Beatrice and Nan Yong's point of view, this is a completely different picture, not even the slightest resemblance to the magic pattern on the cliff.

But when Feng Qinglang handed the copied drawing back to that person again, he nodded his thanks again and again: "Master Qinglang, you are amazing! You are a genius, no, you are a genius among geniuses!"

The raised voice alarmed the people in a small area around. Everyone in the Situ camp, including Situ Enquan, immediately caught something from the ecstatic face of their companions. There is a real magic pattern expert in their team, and it should be a Feng Qinglang, who was a bit annoying at first.

None of these one-sided negative views in the past could stop their enthusiasm for passing the exam, so everyone gathered around Feng Qinglang, all kinds of "young masters" and "adults" kept calling, Feng Qinglang didn't care about it, just a few things. , and satisfy them one by one.

Young Master Situ Weiyang naturally saw it too, seeing his subordinates thanking him again and again, he almost knelt down, his mind was full of bitterness, if he hadn't boasted that he was an expert, now he could be ashamed to ask the other party up.

Only Nan Xinghun remained unmoved, still staring blankly at the cliff, with a blank piece of paper in his hand, still untouched.

In fact, not everyone is satisfied with the copying and modification of the magic pattern. Just like Situ Enquan, he always feels that his picture looks weird and has his own meaning, but it seems that he does not fully want to express this intention.

But everyone else said that Feng Qinglang was able to fully express their intentions, so Situ Enquan had no choice but to thank them, and it was hard to say anything else.

After noon, the sun gradually moved to the other side of the cliff, and the shadows under the cliff brought rare coolness to the people. But at this time, the students in the crowd who were wearing Mingguang courtyard uniforms stood up one after another and walked out of the shadows. go far.

Feng Qinglang's heart moved and she turned her attention to them, just in time to hear the conversation of two nearby Mingguang students.

"Do you want to remind them?"

"Forget it, this is their entrance exam. If the examiners of the academy know about it, they will say that we are troublesome..."

"Forget it, this can be regarded as part of the assessment."

"Hey, we suffered a lot back then, now it's their turn..."

"..."

The voice was very weak, but it couldn't escape Feng Qinglang's ears. He thought to himself, could there be something weird here for a while?

At this time, he saw Nan Xinghun's pen move suddenly, and began to scribble on the white paper that belonged to her, but the writing was very slow, even Nan Xinghun didn't look at the white paper, his eyes still stayed on the cliff, It's just that the pen in his hand began to outline slowly.

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say to Nan Yong and Beatrice: "Have you seen those guys in Mingguang courtyard uniforms? Follow them over there, um, that's right, the place is exposed to the sun, but they passed by , I think you should go too."

Nan Yong asked doubtfully, "What about you?"

"Xing Hun just started painting, I will accompany her for a while. You go there first..." Seeing Nan Yong's expression hesitated, Feng Qinglang said again, "What are you afraid of, I'm here!"

After being reminded by Feng Qinglang, as soon as Nan Yong made a proposal, Situ Enquan immediately supported him. Therefore, under Feng Qinglang's insistence, only him and Nan Xinghun were left for the time being.

Young master Situ Weiyang also wanted to show his courage and stay with him, but he didn't know what Situ Enquan said in his ear, and finally he passed according to his words. Probably, the probability of passing the entrance examination is already very high now, Situ The young master doesn't want to suddenly become a sponsored student from an official student.

They were not the only ones who found something strange in the crowd. Many candidates with keen observation ability also migrated together. Half of the people in the densely populated area left in a blink of an eye. links.

When among the rest of the people, some belated people also realized that something was wrong, the crisis had already arrived, and the loud "crack" sound came from the direction behind the cliff, and I don't know what kind of fierce birds were beating collectively Wings can create such momentum.

When the people under the shadows raised their heads and were about to retreat in a hurry, those fierce birds came surprisingly fast. The moment before, you heard the sound of flapping wings, and at this moment, a large number of giant vultures flew out from behind the cliff , and swooped down directly to this shadow area.

There was a cry of exclamation from the ground, the people still under the shadows were all terrified, while the examinees who had already run outside with the academy students were not only terrified, but also fortunate.

These giant vultures didn't intentionally attack humans, they just parked in their familiar places. Of course, if there were already people in this position, they didn't mind flapping their giant wings and flying these humans outside. Of course, these The life and death of human beings is not within the scope of their responsibility.