super creative master

Chapter 851 Extremely Beautiful
The beautiful scenery on a good day has become a fiction at this time. In Li Minghui's mind, all the beautiful scenery on a good day are not as good as the love in his heart, the embodiment of the ultimate beauty. At this moment, the two beauties in ancient costumes are smiling and smiling. The self-possessed, elegant posture is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and has an intoxicating sense of nature.

"call!"

Everyone didn't dare to exhale. Although Li Minghui was grinding the ink calmly and naturally at this time, he didn't have the slightest momentum, because everything he had was put in the painting.

The ink was even, and Zhan gently moistened the brush, the stream was shining, his eyes were like electricity, and his calm and natural demeanor made everyone dare not speak. The cohesive feeling that came from the bones seemed to be at this moment. Even the heavens and the earth naturally calmed down.

"This kid, what tricks are you playing, why do I have a bad feeling!"

Ye Buqun looked at Li Minghui, who was still so ordinary, but this moment made him flustered. He didn't know whether he should stop Li Minghui. He didn't understand what Li Minghui was going to do, but his intuition made him feel that it was extremely difficult.

Picking up the writing brush easily, waving the tip of the pen, without the slightest hesitation, with confidence, everything, at this moment, in Li Minghui's eyes, everything will come naturally, without the slightest hesitation, on the valuable rice paper, Li Minghui began to paint.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and as time went on, the thoughts in everyone's minds were also different. At this moment, everyone on the side of Ye Xiaowan's relatives knew what was extraordinary about Li Minghui. Calmness, this calmness, and the lack of aura from the beginning to the end, let people know that Ye Xiaowan's husband is really an extraordinary person.

At the same time, they are also slightly looking forward to it in their hearts, wanting to see what kind of admirable works they can draw with this kind of strength that completely condenses their own momentum, but it is cold and not leaking.

At this time, Mr. Ye's eyes were suddenly attracted. His eyes were fixed on Li Minghui's paintbrush. Surprise, dumbness, astonishment, and even excitement flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into thick expectations.

"This kid... is really extraordinary. He is so terrifying when he makes a move. This is definitely better than the master. It is contained and not leaked. Everything is only shown on the drawing paper through the tip of the pen. What kind of skill is it, this kid is really too evil, just relying on this skill, no wonder that kid Ling Yu praised him so much, master-level paintings are like Chinese cabbage, this level..."

"Perhaps, it is really possible to become a saint. This painting, maybe it is really a national treasure. The old man is really lucky to see the advent of a national treasure painting!"
The old man's mood at this moment is really great. The Ye family's collateral, the final glory, will be ruthlessly crushed by Li Minghui, and his Ye family is no longer just a family with only martial arts. Mr. Ye was extremely excited. Chinese painting, as the essence of the traditional culture of the Yanhuang Kingdom, really does not contain any other thoughts, only a culture of pure self, and it is also a traditional classic culture that is truly recognized by everyone.

Traditional Chinese painting is the real key to express a family's heritage, and the Ye family is too lacking in this aspect. People in the collateral line can be proud and arrogant, and claim that they are orthodox. In fact, it is not very different from this point. small relationship.

And now what Li Minghui has shown really makes the old man overjoyed. This is beyond his imagination, and it seems that it even has the possibility of being a national treasure!

At this moment, even the old man felt a sense of comfort for no reason, as if his whole mind, spirit, soul, and body had been washed. Of course, this feeling was extremely weak. At first, the old man just thought it was an illusion. But after a careful understanding, it became clear in my heart.

"This is not an illusion. It is absolutely impossible for a master-level painting to have such a subtle and unspeakable joy. It should be the power of a national treasure. This kid Minghui is really a genius, Xiaowan. The little girl's vision still surpasses everyone else!"

The old man had already confirmed it in his heart, and immediately his eyes were wrong, but he waved his hand slightly, which seemed to be a signal, and then the flowers in the dark shook slightly, like a breeze rushing by, seeing this The old man nodded.

"What's going on, why is my heart so calm now, without any anger, what's going on, this kid is weird, quite weird!"

Suddenly, a glint of anger flashed in Ye Buqun's eyes. He has lived for 80 years, but he also felt that something seemed wrong. It's so clear, it seems that something beyond his imagination has already begun to emerge.

As for Ye Siwen, his complexion changed drastically at this time, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he quietly called his second son.

"What, Father, you mean..."

Suddenly, Ye Siwen's second son's expression changed drastically, a look of shock and fear appeared on his face, and his voice trembled: "Father, this... how is this possible, according to the legend... ...the legendary treasure work!"

"Don't act rashly. According to the records in the ancient books, it seems to be possible. Although it seems to be too monstrous, it may not be impossible. Now, you should inform them immediately and let them find a way to make a sound and destroy this kid. creation!"

A hint of greed flashed in Ye Siwen's eyes at this moment, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye. He also became worried at this moment. He was really jealous to the extreme. Li Minghui was only so old, but now he was actually physically fit. It has reached a level that ordinary people can't even imagine, that's all, but it seems that he is creating a legendary painting, which makes Ye Siwen, this kind of small-hearted, narrow-minded, always dreaming of becoming a high-ranking person It is really unacceptable!
"This kid must not be allowed to succeed, or this painting, I must get it!"

Ye Siwen's heart flashed with arrogance and ferocity: "You country bumpkins, how could you have any knowledge, we are the direct descendants of the Ye family, what virtue and ability are you bumpkins, but you are just slaves with stronger force and thighs, we This line is the master of the Ye family, you are slaves, how can slaves have their own things, it is ours, everything is ours!"

Ye Siwen's second son was extremely resentful at this time. These collaterals had been brainwashed by the elders of the family since they were young, so that they didn't know how to be grateful, and they just wanted to be a master. The life of the big family recorded in the book is what they deserve.

All of this seemed to them as it should be, but it was occupied by the former servant. Therefore, after hearing what his father said, this man immediately became resentful, and quickly came to his brothers of the same generation. , asked to go down.

"What, how is this possible? If this is the case, it is my fault that this kid can't draw a picture. If we do this, we won't let the people over there laugh to death. What pride do we have?"

A person of the same generation said with some reluctance, after all, as far as they are concerned, the rest are nothing, and they don’t feel wrong, but they feel proud of this kind of cultural inheritance, especially Chinese painting. It is impossible to do this kind of thing, this is a degrading behavior, it is too shameful, if they do this, the last arrogance in their hearts will be completely torn apart.

"This kid's strength is extraordinary. If he really draws a good work, and our side needs time. If so, wouldn't it appear that this kid is extremely clever. When everything is over, the other side will be even more proud. They have already It has completely obtained the cultural inheritance of the core of the main line!"

Ye Siwen's second son, who is in the same line as his father, is eloquent and can say shameless things with dignity.

"Moreover, what's more, is there any way out for me now? As long as he can't do it, then it's a fact. I'll use some means, so what. When the time comes to kill this kid, I'm waiting to draw a good work slowly Come out and take back our glory!"

Ye Siwen's second son continued to bewitch him, but he also made some of his peers, their eyes flashed, they were the ones with evil intentions, but now they have made up their minds!
Immediately, they found their juniors one by one, and connected them together, but it was Li Minghui who was preparing to make noise and break the tranquility of painting!
"court death!"

A smile flashed in Mr. Ye's eyes at this time, but he looked at the second and third generations of the Ye family's descendants, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "I said that I can't do it myself, and neither can my descendants' direct bloodlines." Do it, but now they want to destroy the interests of the country, so my guards have a reason to do it, the criminal is very simple, treason!"

A national treasure-level painting, what a precious thing it is, intending to destroy the birth of a national treasure-level painting is the greatest sin, so Mr. Ye felt very at ease at this time, and his eyes turned to Li Minghui again. It was Wei Wei who closed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to feel what is beautiful, and his mind became peaceful. Even his thoughts felt detached. With an attitude of extreme enjoyment, he felt the beauty of all this... …

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