The strongest sword fairy

Chapter 224
"Just draw this mountain, this water, and this terraced field." Chen Xi said, pointing in all directions, but saw small figures in the terraced fields constantly working, the season after the rain is so busy, these figures Naturally, they are the people in Sixuan City.

"Okay!" said boldly, Gu Si smiled, but he didn't even look at the rice paper on the table, while one hand was circling in mid-air, a magic pen exuding the rolling path appeared on his hand In the hand, the pen is very magical, with wisps of poetic and picturesque sentiments lingering in it, like all the saints singing together. This pen seems to condense the essence of countless pen and ink ancestors. The tip of the pen is slightly black, but it emits a little under the sunlight. verve.

Slightly surprised, everyone looked at Gu Si in astonishment. The pen in Gu Si's hand was, at least, a magic weapon of high quality. Holding it in Gu Si's hand, the whole pen had already merged with the world, as if a slight movement could It is like copying this world completely.

Chen Xi looked at Gu Si, gently squeezed her jade hand in mid-air, and a light blue jade pen was flowing in her hand, with strands of Dao rhyme rippling in the pen tip, but it was very elegant, A very indifferent breath, wisps of faint fragrance floated through it, rippling people's minds.

"Let's start." Bai Hong spoke, but smiled faintly. Neither of them had any paper in their hands. He seemed to see something when he spoke like this. He saw that Gu Si suddenly picked up the pen, and the magic pen in his hand traced the path in the air. , It's miraculous to say that when the pen crossed the void, a touch of color was imprinted immediately. When he picked up the pen, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water. The scorching sun was in the sky, but the outline was unusually chic.

Looking at Gu Si in surprise, Chen Xi almost forgot to draw until she saw Ye Xingchen's smile, and then she was shocked all over, and suddenly picked up the pen, and when it fell into the void, she also drew a little color, her jade fingers trembled slightly, and Grass stands upright, and it seems exhausting to describe it like this. In her body, wisps of true energy mixed with the law of the Dao circulate in the mid-air, but it is like an ancient thought when entering the pen, painting in emptiness!

"The brush and ink of these two people are extraordinary. Painting in the void is a very peculiar method, just like I embedded spirit crystals in the space. To achieve such achievements, first of all, this person must have a very large amount of true energy. Otherwise, there will be no support at all." Xiaoji opened his mouth and sighed slightly, but this painting in the void is obviously much simpler than Xiaoji's embedding spirit crystals in the space, otherwise, the two of them might have successfully done it.

The rhyme of the Tao flows in the brush, and the green mountains and green waters emerge. Gu Si is like drinking while painting, without the slightest sloppy between strokes, very chic, seeing the two of them painting, but Bai Hong can't help it.

He picked up the brush in the void, and a brilliant golden brush suddenly appeared in his hand. A string of Sanskrit sounds floated on the brush. It turned out to be the voice of the saints. He picked up the brush and fell down. In Bai Hong's mind, the way of the brush continued to strengthen, The breath of the dragon vein was transformed into his own true energy, and there was a trace of wildness in his expression!

All of a sudden, the three of them were painting at the same time, which immediately stirred up the aura of the world. The three landscape paintings have three different artistic conceptions in them. One of the people is working, but the painting is exactly the same as the scenery seen here. He is drinking and having fun, and the painting is like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is extremely chic.

The brush and ink of the morning sun is slightly elegant, and it gently depicts the scenery of the field. The sun is bright and the green grass is luxuriant. Farmers are working, but there is a smile on their faces. The rice in their hands is bursting, and the sun is shining brightly. Still smiling lightly, very brisk and cheerful, enjoying himself comfortably.

And looking at the painting in front of Bai Hong, it has changed to another artistic conception. There is a hint of wildness in his painting. A mountain is drawn with edges and corners, but the green grass is like a The sharp sword pierces the sky, and the grains of rice are like a splicing of small swords. It is extremely sharp, and the whole painting is like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed!

Several people looked at the strokes of the three of them, and couldn't help but nodded slightly. It was the first time they saw such a painting, and they were really surprised. There is a little bit of curiosity on everyone's face.

"Look, look! Isn't that Gusi? Why did he come here? Huh? It looks like he is painting, but why didn't he see his drawing board?"

"Ah! Look quickly! What is that? A beautiful picture scroll appeared in mid-air, what... what is going on? Is it my old eyesight?"

"No! I saw it too! It's not just Gusi alone, but three people! A total of three people are painting, why don't they use paper? Let's go and have a look, this is rare in a century What a spectacle! Blessed are we, this is nothing short of a miracle!"

Those hard-working people were suddenly taken away by a person's exclamation. They all put down the farm work in their hands and quickly approached Bai Hong and the others. Shock, three scrolls, three scenes, three realms, directly impacting their minds and causing their souls to sway involuntarily, they burst out of their bodies!

"Hmph! These old farmers who are not afraid of death, how do they know that we are painting in the void, such a painting skill, such a state, even those who are born and acquired can't stand the impact of the artistic conception, how can they bear it? They really want to die !” With a cold snort, Hua Zhen spoke, with a sneer on his face, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.

boom!
All of a sudden, the picture scrolls drawn by Bai Hong's pen suddenly shattered, turning into sharp swords and sinking into the void, directly blending into the world, disappearing, and his eyes turned around, looking at those old farmers, the magic pen in his hand suddenly became empty, they His soul was suddenly calm, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Haha! Elders, if you can see enough, you can see enough! Come on, come and judge, which of these two draws better?" Bai Hong smiled brightly, but her boldness made these old farmers feel This man is very approachable.

"Hmph! What do you know about these stinky old men? Don't you really think that they are cultivators just like us?" With a cold snort, Hua Zhen spoke, his eyes full of contempt.

"Please respect these farmers. Although they are not as strong as you, they are not as beautiful as you, and they are not as young as you. But if it weren't for their hard work, I am afraid that you would not exist at all. You would have been starved to death long ago! Although Now you can not eat anything for a year or even decades, but when you were young, you still had to rely on these foods to survive, without them, there would be no life for you!"

Bai Hong opened her mouth, but Hua Zhen couldn't help but frown when she opened her mouth to retort, but she didn't say anything anymore. Yan Yan'er looked at Bai Hong with a little surprise, her brows became a little more dignified, somehow, Bai Hong Give her a sense of invincibility, this feeling is not only about strength, but also about spiritual conception.

"How is it? Old people, do you see which of these two paintings is better?" Bai Hong smiled faintly, but spoke to the old farmers.

"This..." Those old peasants couldn't help but marvel when they looked at these two paintings. Not to mention the content of the painting, it was the first time they had seen the painting technique alone. No need for ink and paper, and the brush was drawn in emptiness. Ke Chenghua, if it gets out, no one will believe it.

"All good, all good, ha ha." Several old farmers nodded, but couldn't help but smile embarrassingly. They were not the kind of people who knew how to appreciate them. Dare to speak.

"All good? Hmph! There will always be one better, right?" Chu Liuyun opened his mouth, but snorted coldly. He looked at Chen Xi's drawing, and couldn't help but nodded slightly. In Chen Xi's words, the expressions of these old farmers , hard work, happiness, etc. are vividly expressed. She doesn't seem to be painting this landscape, but she seems to be painting this small scene in the field.

On the other side, the pen and ink in Gu Si's hand also fell on these old farmers. His brush strokes flowed, but what fell was a vicissitudes of life. Those old farmers seemed to be farming here day and night for generations, year after year, Day after day, without stopping, they looked extremely tired. Their bodies were soaked in sweat, and their faces were covered with sweat stains.

"This... If you compare it with each other, I think Gu Si's painting is better." An old farmer opened his mouth carefully, but met Chu Liuyun's angry eyes.

"Old man, take a closer look, who is better? Don't make a mistake." With a cold smile, Chu Liuyun's eyes were a little cold. He looked at these old people, but Like a monster wolf, there was a faint cold light in his eyes.

Those old farmers looked at Chu Liuyun, but couldn't help but trembled all over their bodies, and their calves couldn't help trembling. Immediately, they looked at the two strange paintings carefully again, but after watching for a long time, the few old farmers looked at each other slightly and said nothing, as if they didn't know each other. Don't dare to say too much.

"Gentlemen, you can say whatever you have, there is no need to hesitate to speak like this, I will support you if anything happens." Bai Hong looked at these old farmers and said with a faint smile.

"Really?" The old farmers raised their brows and looked at Bai Hong, but they couldn't help showing a little doubt.

"Haha! Of course it is true. Do you know who is in front of you? This is the number one scholar in the imperial examination. A piece of paper has attracted all the saints, and at this moment is the general in charge of the Outer Territory. We have a few days ago Fighting against the eight foreign countries, and returning triumphantly, what he said is golden words, so how can it be counted?" Han Wei smiled faintly, looked at Bai Hong, but couldn't help showing his identity, which made the old farmers stunned.

Kneeling suddenly, these old farmers immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, and they kept murmuring: "Caomin doesn't know that the champion is here. I have offended you just now. I hope the champion will forgive me! Forgive me!"

"Crime?" Bai Hong smiled lightly, waved her hand suddenly, but helped these old farmers up one by one, and then said: "What are you guilty of? Just now you didn't know that I am the number one scholar, and those who don't know are not guilty, even if you say something What, there is no fault at all."

"However, if you don't answer my words, then you are really guilty. Let me ask you, which of these two draws better? You have to think carefully, everything depends entirely on your own heart, and you must not Speech nonsense, otherwise, I will punish you to draw me a picture like this!" Bai Hong spoke, but smiled brightly, which made the old farmers feel embarrassed.

"Where can Caomin have the ability to draw such beautiful and strange paintings? Zhuangyuanlang, in fact, the brushwork of these two people is extraordinary. It can be said that they are the most magical brushwork we have seen in our lives. If we really let us judge, we still think Gusi's The painting is better, not because of his pen and ink, not because of his skills, but because, in his painting, there is a truth that belongs to us." An old farmer spoke, but Chu Liuyun couldn't help but frown a cluster.

Sure enough, when he heard the old farmer's words, Chen Xi couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and the pen and ink in his hand trembled slightly. In an instant, this perfect picture scroll was broken by this stroke. The whole painting is completely destroyed.

Although this stroke ruined the whole painting, Chen Xi didn't stop at all, and immediately adjusted her state to enter the painting, her body melted into the sky and the earth. Her strokes and strokes are so delicate that people can't help but slightly nod their heads.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful that I will cut off your tongue!" Hua Zhen said suddenly. He looked at these old farmers with a deep anger in his expression, as if he wanted to put them all into the small cauldron deathly.

"Nonsense? Huh! I think what these old people say makes sense!" The old farmers trembled when they heard Hua Zhen's words, but before they could apologize, Bai Hong immediately opened his mouth to defend them.

"Actually, as early as when the first stroke was made, Chen Xi had already lost." Bai Hong spoke, but her words shocked everyone.

"You're full of nonsense, if you talk full of adultery again, I will definitely not spare you!" Chu Liuyun looked at Bai Hong, but couldn't help but said coldly.

"Hmph! I'm talking nonsense, but it's not up to you to tell. If you say anything more, I'll cut off your tongue!" He made a move, but Yan Yan'er waved her hand suddenly, blocking him.

Glancing at Chu Liuyun, Bai Hong observed the two's paintings again. The two's paintings were nearing completion, and they were just repairing their brushes.

"Look, the first stroke of the dawn is a green blade of grass, while the first stroke of Gu Si is a scorching sun. If it is normal, there is no difference, but here It's very different, it's hot summer now, the scorching sun is in the sky, the most obvious is this round of scorching sun, and there are thousands of green grass everywhere, there is no prominence at all, so, in this stroke, Dawn is defeated."

"Let's talk about the artistic conception in the painting of the two, let alone the quality of the painting. It is the artistic conception alone, and Gu Si is even better. The so-called plain painting is life and reality. Of course, relying on your own imagination to live There is nothing wrong with creating more things. However, a painting must have a theme after all. Apart from the green mountains and green waters, the theme of this painting is the laboring people. If you want to make this painting well Paintings must depict these people vividly."

"But! Chen Xi didn't grasp the key to these people's hearts!"

"What are they? They are all grass-roots people, and work is very hard for them. They work hard day and night, but where do they have time to enjoy? On their bodies, there are only sweat and tears. ! Eight petals fell from a bead! What fell was their blood and sweat!"

"In Chenxi's painting, these old men are still happy and happy, as if they like this kind of labor very much, hmph!" Bai Hong shook her head and continued: "It's hot summer here, the sun is hot in the sky, and the air is impetuous. They can't wait to think about it." If you want to drink a bowl of herbal tea at home after finishing the farm work, how can you have the heart to laugh here?"

"There is no artistic conception in these old people's hearts in this painting. Isn't it a failure?" Bai Hong sneered, but said fiercely: "Such a failure is fortunately in the void. If it falls on the paper, it is only used as a fire Waste material! It is not a painting at all!"

(End of this chapter)