Chapter 61 He used to want to draw me?!!

Ye Yongan gently put down the brush, and the entire landscape map had been corrected.

The scene became completely quiet for a while.

Because they were already speechless in surprise.

Ye Yong’an wrote extremely quickly, and the time to change it on this landscape map was not even two minutes.

And under this fluttering comparison, a few strokes were slightly outlined on the picture, and the artistic conception of the whole painting also changed dramatically in an instant.

As if in person, when the people present looked at the painting, they even felt a trace of coolness from the landscape and water.

They seemed to be shuttling between the mountains and rivers, and a burst of clarity spread around them.

Shocking, incomparably shocking.

The old painter’s painting was already a peerless painting in their eyes, and in their hearts, they even felt that this old painter was one level higher than Ye Yongan.

From this revised landscape map, they gradually began to perceive what Ye Yongan meant by ‘essence’.

The boy looked at the painting blankly, his face full of shame.

He bowed his hand gently: “I’m really ashamed, my vision is still too low!” ”

“Hahahaha! Good! ”

“Although it’s just a few random strokes, it adds life to this mountain and water!”

General Ye smiled boldly, and gently patted Ye Yongan’s back with one hand.

The eyes of the onlookers looking at the landscape map became more and more fiery.

“This painting has been perfected! I will definitely stay in the Prime Minister’s House to collect it well! ”

“The Prime Minister’s heart is too full! My father’s main hall lacks this landscape map. ”

The old painter’s eyes were full of admiration: “This landscape map survived under Xiaoyou’s hands, and it should be decided by Xiaoyou.” ”

“This…”

Ye Yongan was a little surprised, and he was a little speechless for a while.

This old leather man actually threw the problem to himself.

“Such a good landscape map should be placed in the prime minister’s house to show magnificence.”

General Ye smiled and gave him a look.

“Ah, yes, yes! This landscape map should be owned by the Prime Minister! ”

Ye Yongan quickly realized and followed his father’s words.

“You…”

The prince looked at the Ye family father and son with some hesitation, and looked at the prime minister not far away, but after all, he did not continue.

“In the emperor’s palace, it should be the dynastic territory that I personally painted.”

Ye Yongan had a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The prince with a somewhat ugly face not far away, as well as the people around him, instantly became excited.

“Would you like to draw another picture of my father?”

The prince’s face was a little hard to believe.

Although this Ye family is responsive to those who ask for paintings

Even some minor officials can get smaller paintings from the Ye family.

But to let the emperor of a country go to the Ye family to ask for a painting, it is inevitable that it will be a little difficult to pull 24 down

Even in the back, the emperor openly and secretly asked himself to go to this Ye family to ask for an ancestral painting.

He also wanted to beg.

It’s just not a chance.

Not to mention.

How can there be a grand son of his own, to ask for a junior from a general’s family!

But even if he didn’t want to, whenever he returned to the palace and saw his father sighing when he saw the empty hall.

He was scared when he saw it!

“This… Does this kind of magical painting really exist? I can’t believe it! ”

“God, I can’t believe my eyes.”

“Unbelievable! If it weren’t for today, I would still be using my family collection as a treasure. ”

The amazement around them, all kinds of incredible admiration, far more than the previous praise for the old painter when he first showed the painting.

A moment passed…

Ye Yongan gently put down the painting utensils in his hand, and then let go of his body.

A freshly finished work is displayed in front of everyone’s eyes.

But the reaction of everyone was not the same exclamation as before, but silence.

Even some people had questions on their faces, very puzzled.

Everyone present can see it.

What is painted on the painting is a desert scenery of the side plug.

And it’s still the North Cyprus of the dynasty!

Ye Yongan’s father recognized that this was a battlefield that he had walked with Ye Yongan.

Pale yellow mounds, and a broken flag.

The faint side plugs in the distance were almost drowned in the yellow wind and sand.

The whole scene of the northern desert is too rough.

Ye Yongan’s heroic pen did bring out the scene of the Northern Desert of the dynasty.

Even the broken walls are exactly the same as the dynasty.

The base in the painting is earthy yellow, and the flag on the broken pole is so red.

The weeping clouds in the sky in the painting use a faint ink, yellow and black, which is particularly strange.

The shape of the walls is even shorter, and the patterns on the walls are exactly the same as those used by dynasties.

But when you look at the whole painting, it is indeed extraordinarily ordinary, and even the color matching on the painting is not coordinated.

At the same time, there is nothing brilliant, and it can even be said to be a failure.

The old painter was a little silent, and his eyes looked intently at this side desert scene.

He had some hard time believing it.

The few strokes before, that is, to add spirit to his mountain and river map, will never boast of going down to Haikou to draw such a work casually to fool the prince.

There must be some mystery.

It’s just that.

No matter how meticulous he observed, he could not see anything special about the painting.

Even compared with the mountains and rivers of the old painter before, not only does it not have a magnificent feeling, but even the basic shape is not good enough.

The two are far from each other! Ye Yongan chuckled.

“This painting is called ‘Cold Smoke on the Desert’, and I saw it with my father Yu Biansai when I was a child.”

“Although there are quite a few works of the same name in the dynasty.”

“But I think it’s the best.”

General Ye frowned and looked at it for a long time, and whispered in Ye Yongan’s ear: “If you don’t want to paint him, you can refuse.” ”

“If you take out this painting to deal with the emperor, it will be a little too much.”

Not far away, the prince’s face was even more ugly.

“Master Wakaba doesn’t want to show his pen today, so he can draw it another day.”

“How can I take such a rough painting into the palace?”

The prince’s words made the people around him also somewhat affirmative, while the few people were still trying to find out the mystery in the painting.

The few strokes before were enough to prove Ye Yuan’s superb painting skills.

At this moment, he should not take out such a painting to deal with the prince.

Not to mention his indifferent expression, and the words he said…

“He won’t really be unwilling to paint for the emperor.”

“This painting is really difficult to compare with the mountain and river soil just now.”

“It’s incomparable.”

Hearing the discussion of the people around him, the prince’s face became even more ugly.

He looked at Ye Yongan and said: “The master does have an extraordinary understanding of painting, but this painting is too sloppy, it is better to paint it another day.” ”

Ye Yongan waved his hand lightly and said, “One pair today is enough.” ”

“Then you should explain well, where is this painting?”

The prince’s face was slightly cold, and he was a little angry.

“This painting is dedicated to the emperor, if it is really so rash, how dare Yong’an take it out.”

Ye Yongan smiled slightly, turned to General Ye and said, “Father, give me your wine.” ”

General Ye’s complexion changed suddenly, and he was instantly embarrassed.

“How did you little rabbit know that I brought wine, don’t tell your mother when you go back.”

“Otherwise she’s going to nag me again…”

General Ye carefully took out a jug of wine from his arms and handed it to Ye Yongan.

Ye Yongan smiled bitterly and said: “My mother is for your good health, you don’t leave your body all day…”

The tall General Ye’s face turned red for a while, and he said with a mocking smile: “Don’t drink anymore.” ”

The conversation between father and son made everyone around a little dumbfounded.

On the occasion when countless painters of different dynasties were there, and even the prince Cheng was there, this General Ye actually carried a jug of wine with him!

And listening to Ye Yongan’s tone, this General Ye was still controlled by the lady at home and was not allowed to drink!

For a moment, the prime minister and the prince who knew this general Ye’s temper looked at each other.

But because others said bad things about his son, he went to the mansion to lead the father and son to apologize to his son.

Unexpectedly, he was controlled by the lady at home and was not allowed to drink?! Long.

Thinking about how this General Ye protected the short, the two of them were also relieved.

“Hahaha, Emperor Ye’s life is really interesting. Unexpectedly spread such an interesting daddy. ”

“So short-guarded, I’m afraid of my wife! If anyone says he’s a general, I can’t believe it. ”

“It’s not just out of line with his image… It’s a world of difference. ”

The cultivators of the Billions of Xuantian Continent looked happily at the picture of reincarnation in the air.

In this life, the reincarnation of Emperor Ye is too interesting.

Born into such a family, not only do you not have the vices of those children.

Ye Yongan was still so proficient in painting skills that even an emperor came to beg him.

The Taihua Female Emperor silently looked at the picture in the air.

Ye Yongan’s figure is similar to the young man in his memory who has a chess meeting and a literary discussion.

It’s just that he is extremely talented and is not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao.

It has long been folded in that secret realm.

Now.

The figures of the two coincide infinitely at this moment.

It made her gaze a little dizzy…

In the picture of reincarnation.

Ye Yongan took the jug of wine and drank a large gulp.

For a moment, the aroma of wine overflowed.

General Ye’s eyes shrank sharply, and he said distressedly.

“This is the Drunken Immortal Brew that General Zuo gave me! Just this pot, you kid drink slowly! ”

I saw that Ye Yongan did not swallow the sip of wine, but instead puffed out at the painting.

The wine mist was evenly sprinkled on the painting, wetting the entire picture.

Then he took another sip and squirted again.

The strong aroma of wine has been condensed on the painting for a long time.

He handed the jug of wine to his father and stood aside with a smile.

Ye Yongan’s strange behavior, the people around him did not know why.

As soon as the prince wanted to ask a question, he saw the prime minister beside him looking at the picture in amazement, pointing at the painting with one finger.

Suddenly, I don’t know how many people opened their mouths in surprise, and a pair of eyes opened hard, unable to believe the picture in front of them.

The crutch in the old painter’s hand fell weakly to the ground.

There was a ‘pop’ sound.

It’s not that they haven’t seen such a scene.

Even the prince who had seen countless exotic gods and people was shocked when he looked at that picture.

He looked at the picture sluggishly, not paying any attention to the image of his own prince.

The originally dilapidated and shapeless city wall was faintly revealed! The faint, almost invisible desert was gradually mixed with a chill at this moment.

It’s like the sun is down.

On the broken flagpole, the bright red flag slowly dimmed.

Inky, earthy yellow, under the mixture of that wine.

The color of the flag also gradually darkened.

The whole flag is like living

General, floating above the desert!

And the weeping clouds in the sky, the color is constantly lightening.

As if the sun is low and the starry night is sinking, the color of the dark clouds gradually dims.

What’s even more surprising is that.

Due to the two sprays of alcohol mist, there was no ‘cold smoke’ before the entire “Cold Smoke Map on the Desert”.

After the second spray of wine mist, a very pale ink color slowly hung down from the sky.

It’s as if it were real in front of you.

The cold smoke slowly drifted from the city wall to the center of the picture.

Gradually, the picture froze.

The real “Cold Smoke Map on the Desert” was presented in front of everyone’s eyes.

Like waking up from a dream, everyone is stuck in the painting just now, and they don’t want to wake up, is this really a painting?

General Ye looked at the familiar scene in amazement.

He preferred to believe it was a dream.

Now he is old.

The emperor took care of his body, and only asked him to lead the army of his cronies in the city and guard the safety of the palace.

But he was most familiar with the North Cypriot in that painting.

The faint rising cold smoke, the broken flagpole.

Even that dark red battle flag…

It’s really like going back to the familiar North Cyprus!

“General Ye…”

“This is North Cypriot?”

The same is unbelievable.

That prince had been to that North Cyprus before.

It’s just that he was a few years older than Ye Yongan when he went, and he still had an impression of this desolate North Sai.

“……”

General Ye did not answer.

It’s just that the prince looked at General Ye’s obsession like a dream, and his heart was also clear.

“It’s really a stunt in the world!”

Syllable!! Syllable!!

The old painter clapped his hands repeatedly, and his mouth was full of praise.

The reason for the change in this “Cold Smoke Map on the Desert” is also simple.

He used the wine brewing as a guide, driving the ink on the painting to continue to spread, and with the dissipating aroma of wine, the cold smoke also rose faintly from the city.

But even the old painter knew this method in his heart.

He couldn’t do it either.

This use of diffusion affects the entire picture, not only requires the painter to have a good understanding of paper and ink, but also how malleable it is.

It is also necessary to consider how the ink will spread when driven by alcohol.

Whether using ink or pen, there are extremely high requirements for the painter.

Even the two drinks sprayed in the back, the time between them is extremely demanding.

Even the slightest mistake will cause serious failure in the whole picture.

“I wonder if the prince is satisfied?”

Ye Yongan gently broke the silence and asked the foolish prince not far away.

“Satisfied… Satisfied…”

Suddenly, the prince was obviously a little distracted.

The painting boy looked at the painting stunned, watching the reactions of the people around him.

He really can’t understand.

Even his own teacher is a 070 famous painter.

He had never seen anyone around him look like this.

He even wanted to go directly to the young man’s door and ask him to teach him how to draw.

For a long time, a pain surged on Prime Minister’s face.

He already knew that he would not fight with that prince for that mountain and river map! At this moment, he wanted to speak again, but he couldn’t say anything.

Ye Yongan smiled lowly, and gave this “Cold Smoke Map on the Desert” to the prince, and dragged his father back to the house.

After that, the threshold of Ye Mansion was about to be broken, and countless people rushed to see his demeanor.

It’s really a little impatient.

Ye Yongan and his parents bid farewell to their positions in the dynasty, and the family left the dynasty and traveled across the continent.

During each new place.

He had to draw a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers, and he was even more mischievous to write all kinds of strange names on his signature.

Until his later years, he saw off his parents who died safely and stayed in a wasteland.

Painted alone with magnificent river and mountain scenery.

The mountains and waters are far away, and the flowers on the other side are blooming one after another.

In this life, he did not have too high mysterious power.

It’s just that he has cultivated to the realm of chopping paths.

On the occasion of his achievements.

The Heavenly Dao had never lowered the Thunder Tribulation.

It’s just that countless thunderclouds float in the air, and the thunder tribulation stays in his air.

He pooled strange thunder pools.

That strange thunder tribulation even more has a spiritual intelligence, and it has a shape in his pen.

Or for the fairy dragon, or for the divine axe.

The supreme avenue aura unfolded in his pen.

Even the violent thunder tribulation was meekly painted by him, and he did not resist at all.

Finally.

He’s old, too.

Countless amazing paintings have been left for this continent.

He glanced fixedly at the stars in the sky, and his entire body slowly dissipated into the starry sky.

Without any regrets, he left…

The picture curtain in the sky rumbles.

As his consciousness dissipated, the memory of reincarnation gradually dimmed.

Hundreds of millions of cultivators of the Xuantian Continent frantically flipped through the paintings in their homes and teachings.

I saw a little in that memory.

The female emperor of the Northern Regions’ face was slightly hot.

In this reincarnation of Emperor Ye, he also went to her country and wanted to paint a portrait of her.

It’s just that she didn’t know it at the time.

I only felt that this person was frivolous and wanted to see his face.

When even threw him out.

Unexpectedly, he in the picture actually stayed in the Northern Region Emperor City for more than ten years.

In addition to the beautiful snowscape that flows into the city.

He even really painted her face in the description of the people of the imperial city.

On the cold face, the corners of the eyes drooped slightly, a pair of condensed eyes were like ice crystals, and the skin around the body was as solid as jade.

Just by virtue of other people’s descriptions, he painted exactly like himself! She felt a little guilty.

At that time, he was only in the realm of great power, and he was an outsider.

The northern realm was bitterly cold, and his powerful realm was almost frostbitten several times.

There was even a foreign invasion that almost affected him.

The other emperors looked at her and did not blame her.

After all, he didn’t have much memory of him at that time.

The Liu Shen Immortal King smiled even more.

“In such a happy life, he has never had any regrets, why should you and I care?”



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