New White Snake Asking Immortals

The latest website: The picture scroll is rejuvenated, and the real dragon is lying down.

The fat and fat accumulated over the years have been consumed, and growth and evolution need nutrition, especially when the body length becomes about 800 meters, about 240 feet, the stock in the stomach is exhausted, and the stomach is hungry...

Slow down a little and transform into a human form.

When I touched my face, the fat baby that finally grew was gone. It really turned into a pointed chin, and it looked pale and looked like low blood sugar. Right now, I wanted to eat and drink the most.

"thank you…"

Salute again, the blood just obtained is better than the blood of the dragon.

Absorbing dragon blood may boost your cultivation in a rocket-like manner, your strength will skyrocket, and the benefits of getting the mysterious energy that turns into a golden ancient tree are long-term benefits. Couldn't get past it.

In the future, there will be many benefits, and it will be more hidden. It will not be caught by all parties, and it is suitable to continue.

Maybe the tall, stalwart man wanted to teach a certain white.

Wave your hand.

The ink stains of the surrounding scenery dissipated.

More colors emerge, one-stroke painting, and the place in front of you becomes a luxurious study. Generally speaking, it is very large and domineering, with a strong feudal extravagance, which will be criticized by word of mouth.

A large desk appeared in front of him.

The shape is simple and elegant, but the tabletop is too large and too wide.

The four treasures of the study were placed on the corner of the wooden table, and the golden figure pointed to the pen and the paper on the table.

"You let me paint?"

The golden figure nodded.

Turning around and returning to the high place, the golden dragon chair is ready. The standard of posture is full of majesty. He looks like an invigilator in the examination room. He is about to hang a clock on the painting beam to remind the remaining time.

Danfeng's beautiful eyes rolled around, wondering if it was the last stage. If you can paint well, you can leave the world in the painting. If you don't paint well, you can continue to paint. Judging from the long and long lifespan of the dragons, I'm afraid I can't tell the difference. What's the difference between a stick of incense and a hundred years...

"No problem, I can draw not only ink painting but also comic strips."

Moved to Jindun as a stepping stone.

Climb up.

Grab the brush and put it in your mouth to sip it, moisturizing it.

A certain white didn't see the tall figure on the dragon chair, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to raise his hand to cover his head...

I saw a certain dragon girl like a teacher, shaking her head with her hands behind her back. According to professional terms, she should be brewing emotions and preparing for a big move. Mr. Muraguchi said that painting should integrate emotions and artistic conception.

Suddenly a memory came to mind.

I once heard that a certain scholar started writing at a young age. He gave up writing and practiced martial arts without passing the township examination. He competed with others for arrows, drums and bows.

Hundreds of arrows missed, exhausted, and shot the drummer by mistake.

In an instant, the inspiration erupted like a landslide, and the brush turned several times in the hand before writing.

The tall figure nodded again and again, and finally had a bit of the style of everyone in the bamboo forest, and Long Xin was very relieved.

Black hair danced wildly.

I saw a certain white painting throwing off his cloak when he started to rise, and the pen and the dragon were not sloppy. If it is matched with the drum soundtrack, it will show the grandmaster's momentum, and the combination of painting and dancing will look pleasing to the eye.

Finally, put the pen into the pen holder, look up and take a deep breath.

The table case drawing paper floats up and stands up for display.

When the tall and majestic man in the emperor's robe saw the painting clearly, he almost stumbled. The painting is very good and the technique is very good, but why are two reed chickens fighting? Cockfighting picture?

A white wiped off the ink droplets on his cheeks, very proud.

"How about it, this picture of rookie chickens pecking at each other is not bad. It was inspired by two rookies who missed 20 shots against each other. Isn't this just rookie chickens pecking each other haha~"

The man covered his head, perhaps not knowing whether to laugh or cry for the first time in his long career.

With a wave of his hand, the drawing paper was put away, and the paper was laid out again.

Yes, keep painting.

Since the big tree is gone, I will draw another picture. The plum tree is too bitter and cold, and the bamboo is deserted. If so, then I will draw a peach tree. It is boring to bloom, too vulgar. It is the most realistic when full of bright red and tender peaches. To quench thirst, the background is Cangshan, Taolin is a family outside the world.

The morning fog is heavy in the distant mountains, and the peach trees in front of the door are empty.

Skilled.

Before painting, it needs to be shaped, starting from the tree.

Outline the trunk of the branch, a little ink on the top of the tree.

The tall man who was watching from a distance nodded in relief when he saw a certain Bai's serious appearance. The painting was really good. Although it was a little immature, it was really rare. The distant mountains, peach forests, houses, and the composition were excellent.

After a while.

I am very proud of the perfect collection, the painters are all in vain, we are the best.

The paper stood up in the air and was drawn upright.

From top to bottom, it is full of charm, the morning fog in the distant mountains, the lush peach trees in front of the door, the vigorous ancient peach trees are full of fairy peaches, and I am thirsty. A family treasure.

The tall man with his hand on his chin suddenly slammed.

What is there on the peach tree?

No matter where the painting is very good, except that there is a monkey on the tree full of sweet peach, holding the sweet peach in its claws to make a strange face, exaggerated big mouth, sticking out its tongue, just like a picture of a big mouth monkey eating peach...

Resist the trembling of the body, put away the masterpiece, and spread the paper again.

"Look at my painting of a tiger howling hills this time!"

The man sits down, this time... there shouldn't be a mistake in the tiger roaring picture, right?

Licking and licking the brush to get wet.

brush brush~

Hills, rocks, weeds, and ancient pine, and finally began to draw tigers. Halfway through, the man turned his head and said nothing. He saw that a certain white had drawn a round tiger on the green rock. He sketched a few strokes, added a tail, four claws, and cat ears. The beard on the face and the king character on the forehead are indeed tigers, after all, there are tiger stripes on duck eggs.

He raised his head and pinched his chin thoughtfully.

Draw a circle on top of the funny tiger to signal the tiger to speak.

The word 'Ow' is written in the circle, and an exclamation mark is added to show a solemn roar, a complete picture of the tiger's roaring hill.

Speechless, the scroll was put away again, and the paper was spread again.

"Actually, I'm also very good at drawing figures. I'll just draw people this time. Don't worry, I'll make you pass the assessment with satisfaction this time."

Hearing this, the tall man sat upright.

It's not easy to make a fool of yourself when drawing characters, so I'll wait and see with confidence.

The remote mountain road in the wilderness, um, very good, the rocks and grasses set off the atmosphere, the full moon, it should be about the things under the moon, it is probably a narrative painting, and then it is time to draw the characters.

The use of lines is sophisticated, the movements and expressions are very expressive, and two people are drawn.

One after the other, it seems that the latter is chasing the former, and the former is very angry, which is quite interesting.

Painting and painting suddenly became weird.

What are the two circles that the two are straddling?

"What, this is Xiao He chasing Han Xin under the moon, running on the mountain road is too tiring, riding a horse at night is more dangerous, riding a bicycle is light and fast, I took great pains."

The man put away the picture, got up and walked to the corner without saying a word, forget it, let's paint.

A certain white is not polite, but he is eager to create excellent works. If an old painter is present, he will definitely kill a dragon with his old bones. He clearly created a masterpiece, but he is a fool. There are countless painters in the world, but the masterpiece is rare. All those who love painting will both respect and hate Bai Yujun.

In an instant, the study was filled with 'magical works'.

For a long time.

How come the time has come.

Bai Yujun suddenly sighed, feeling sad and sad.

"I'll draw another one for you. In fact... I didn't want to leave too soon, I was deliberately stubborn, I wanted to accompany you more, and I left after this painting."

"…"

The man was silent, he understood.

Sit quietly and watch carefully, trying to remember this moment.

Bai Yujun changed the style of painting and used the modern animation method of the earth. The paper is very large, and the works are like animation movie posters.

The white and elegant petals are slightly larger in the vicinity and smaller in the distance, the grass is in the wind, and the pear trees are blooming.

The long-haired girl in a white dress stood sideways with a paper umbrella.

Not like a room.

The white jade dragon has pointed horns and pointed ears, the wind blows in the white dress and long hair, and the ribbons flutter.

The pure, delicate and charming face seems to have a thousand words that can't be said.

The painting is completed, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com is blessed by the spirit of the dragon, and it becomes an immortal treasure.

The drawing paper stood up in the air, and the man stood there for a long time.

After a long time, the trembling of the hands could not be suppressed and put away the drawing paper collection.

Bai Yujun knelt down.

"I know, there are some things you can't say or I can't say. It doesn't matter, it will change in the future. You... take care."

He kowtowed heavily, his long hair spread out...

Unknowingly, it floated upwards farther and farther, passing through the water-like space to leave the mysterious realm in the painting.

In a luxury study.

Mischievous paintings hang on the walls.

In the middle of the study, it was obvious that the romantic and beautiful painting was the most precious.

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