How did I Become Emperor?

"How did I become the emperor (

Lu Gan never liked to join in the fun.

However, anyway, when it rains to beat the children, I am idle and idle, so I just let Yuzhiqiu go and make trouble.

After a while, a group of four people came to a gorgeous pavilion.

At this moment, the front was noisy, surrounded by the crowds on the inner and outer third floors, a bit like throwing hydrangea to beckoning relatives before.

Lu Gan let out a wisp of coercion from the big Luo Jinxian, and the crowd separated automatically to make way.

In this way, a group of four people squeezed to the front.

I saw the pavilion in front of the pavilion with red hanging colors, a gentle, quiet, and generous woman in green, who walked out of a painting of a beautiful lady, spreading paper on a bluestone long table in front of the door, and painting.

But what is strange is that she is not stained with ink, but with clean water.

When the pen fell on the paper, only one brush mark could be seen, and it was not clear what was being drawn.

Seeing this scene, the immortals were also curious and guessed:

"What painting technique is this, I have never heard of it!"

"Good painting, good painting! This stroke is like a flying geese, and that tick is like a glimpse of light, it is incredible!"

"Is this beauty a descendant of the painting saint? What's the background?"

"I heard that she is the saint who is in charge of the magic pen of the painting sage family, Sun Shihua, and Daluojinxian realm. If you marry her, what you want in the future, just let her draw the magic pen.

"What is the process of recruiting relatives? Do you want to measure the size?"

...

Bell Bell Bell.

At this moment, the pretty girl who was standing behind the lady in green took a step forward, raised Haoyue's white frost-like wrist, and rang the bell.

The crisp sound washes the soul and the soul is blank.

All the immortals couldn't help being silent in their presence, and all the noise and human voices disappeared instantly.

"Dear friends from the ancient city of Confucian sages, as well as immortals from all over the world, today, my lady is here to draw friends, not to invite relatives."

Under everyone's gaze, the charming maid said, her voice was ethereal.

what? Isn't it recruiting relatives by painting?

Many people were instantly disappointed.

"However, if you can pass the three tests and reach the fifth floor of this pavilion, my lady is also happy to have a long conversation with fellow daoists."

The charming maid said again.

Suddenly, many people's eyes lit up.

Although this painting saint is not the most beautiful in the world, she is dignified and generous, with a poetic air, giving people a gentle feeling like a moon, and can promote long conversations and sleep with her feet. That is also a beautiful thing on earth.

"Tsk tusk, this guy is better than me! Isn't this a man of dew? Who is serious who talks about things at night? They are all doing things."

Xuan Nu shook her head and exclaimed.

"That's right, your Majesty never talked about things when he came to us at night." Yun Luo on the side answered, his voice crisp, with a hint of electricity.

Shen Zishuang's face blushed slightly, and he dared not talk.

Lu Gan smiled and said, "Are you two guys making fun of me for not being a serious person?"

"of course!"

Yun Luo glared like water: "However, I like your majesty's impropriety!"

This is really a female fairy!

Lu Gan sighed in his heart, if it hadn't been for the dramatic changes in the fairy garden that forced him to run around, he would have been with these female fairies day and night, and would never have gone to the morning.

At this time, the green-dressed woman named "Sun Shihua" raised her wrist, put away her brush, smiled at everyone, and then turned and walked into the building.

The charming maid stepped forward and said clearly: "Everyone, my lady has given the first test. If anyone can color this clear water painting, whoever can enter the building and take the second test."

Paint a blank clear water painting?

When everyone heard this, they were all amazed.

Lu Gan was also surprised.

What is this gameplay?

"I come!"

Before anyone could figure it out, a bald head emerged from the crowd.

He is a monk in a yellow robe with a fat heart and brain.

He flew up suddenly and fell down before the long table. With a big hand, a long golden pen hit the drawing paper.

Snapped.

The point of the gold nib is in the center of the drawing paper, dyed with a touch of gold.

The next moment, the entire painting flickered with blue light, and a powerful force was born, which directly flew the long golden pen.

Then Juli passed on to the monk Huangpao, and it actually shook the whole person directly into the air, rotating and flying like a windmill, throwing away hundreds of miles away, and disappeared.

In the next moment, the cyan light of the whole painting converged, and the gold that was just dyed disappeared.

Obviously it failed.

Wow.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but amazed.

The yellow robe monk just now is the pinnacle of the golden immortal. There are one hundred and fifty rules, but he can't hold it even at a time. He was shocked by a painting?

Moreover, he definitely vomited blood and was injured!

"Dear friends, my lady is also a saint of the painting saint family, holding the magic pen left by the painting saint. If there is no ink in your stomach, I still advise you not to blindly come up and mess up."

At this time, the charming girl reminded her with a hint of arrogance.

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help whispering.

"Xuannv, do you know how to color this clear water blank painting?" Lu Gan turned his head and asked.

"of course I know!"

Xuan Nu squinted her eyes and smiled meaningfully: "Your Majesty, don't you want to have a long conversation with the saint of painting all night, right?"

"That's right! But what I want to do is business, I want to borrow the holy magic pen in her hand to see if I can avoid disaster!"

Lu Gan replied solemnly.

"A man's mouth, it says that you only need a pen, but in fact you need all the people and pens, alas." Xuannv shook her head and sighed after listening.

Yun Luo also cast a meaningful smile.

"You are slander. I only need pens, no people...huh?"

Lu Gan originally justified the argument.

But halfway through, how do I feel that what I said was a little bit serious.

"Xuannv, please help your majesty."

At this time, Shen Zishuang on the side couldn't see it, pulling Xuannv's sleeves, her red cheeks, she wanted to take a bite.

Lu Gan looked at it and was very pleased.

It's the fool Shen Zishuang who hurts others and rewards her for all the salaries she deducted.

"Tsk tusk, it really is your majesty's old lover."

Xuan Nu joked and nodded: "Okay, let me just say it, this kind of operation of painting blanks is called ‘finishing the finishing touch’."

"The finishing touch?"

Lu Gan, Shen Zishuang, and Yun Luo were all taken aback.

"Yes! It's the finishing touch! Just now, the painting saint painted with Shimizu, and drew a picture on paper, but it was not finished, it was still the last stroke! I want to color this Shimizu painting, that is First find out where the dragon’s eyes are, that is, the “painting eye”, which is something similar to the formation of the eye. Find this “painting eye” and apply the correct color, and the whole picture will come alive.

Xuan Nu replied confidently.

"Painting eyes? Where are the eyes of this painting?" Lu Gan glanced a few times and vaguely saw that the painting seemed to have painted mountains and water.

But he did not find the eye.

"Well... this painting, in my realm, only five'painting eyes' can be seen, but I feel that there should be two or three painting eyes. I have to say that this painting saint is indeed of high realm. I think I'm not as good as myself, and I even have the urge to worship her as a teacher."

Xuannv turned to the brilliant pen in her hand, and a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes.

As he was talking, the crowd not far away suddenly dispersed, and some immortals walked in, crowding the immortals like stars arching around the moon.

Lu Gan took a look, by coincidence, isn't this the Wonder Woman Bodhisattva Miaoyun Fairy and the others?

And the young man in the golden robe who was beaten to vomit blood and took the magic sword. His name seems to be Xi Zhaoguan? Is it healed so soon?

"It's Princess Tiandi!"

"Princess Tiandi is here?"

"Tsk tusk, this heavenly emperor princess is as cold as an immortal, and indeed has a kind of superb Buddha appearance."

Seeing the appearance of the Wonder Woman Bodhisattva and others, the surrounding immortals whispered.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Miao Nu Bodhisattva had a few conversations, and the golden-robed young man Xi Guan went up directly and pointed out, as fast as a sword and spear, directly on the upper left corner of the blank painting.

The next moment, the pores of the fingertips opened, and a little red blood oozing out~www.ltnovel.com~ A magical scene appeared.

Starting from the upper left corner of the blank painting, slices of peach blossoms emerge one after another and spread out to the entire painting.

In an instant, what appeared in the eyes of everyone was a picture of the peach blossoms of the Yangtze River for thousands of miles. By the billowing waves, peach blossoms flew on both sides of the bank, revealing a bleak autumn breeze, and the awe-inspiring loneliness of winter.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Qian thought of a strange man in the painting, Tang Bohu sprinkled tea, and the eagle spread its wings and swallowed the world.

The immortals were also amazed.

At this time, the pretty maid smiled and said: "Congratulations, this son, you have passed the customs, you can bring three friends into the building."

"Thank you!"

The golden robe boy Xi Guan looked slightly gloomy, arched his hands, and nodded to the Miao Nu Bodhisattva.

Afterwards, several people floated out and were about to enter the building.

At this moment, all of a sudden, the Miao Nu Bodhisattva stopped at the door, looking back, and seeing all the immortals onlookers in a radius of one hundred meters.

Then, her eyes fell on Lu Gan.

Almost at the same time, Fairy Miaoyun's gaze shot over, and he glanced up and down at Lu Gan, with a playful smile on his mouth.

Was recognized.

Lu Gan's heart jumped, his brows frowned slightly.

Is there a mistake? Neither he nor these two women have reached the point of meeting frankly, how did they recognize themselves at a glance?

Could it be that his handsome face, overflowing talent, and deep wisdom eyes really stand out in the crowd?

At this moment, the Miao Nu Bodhisattva opened her mouth lightly and said with a cold expression: "Emperor Da Gan, Lu Gan, you are the reincarnation of Emperor Yuan Shi, Emperor Yuan Shi knows everything, and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all things. Why don't you try? Give it a try?"

After the words fell, everyone's eyes were cast on Lu Gan.