MTL - Heavenly Star-Chapter 65 Wendou - "Liandi Lotus" (below)

On the top of the picture, the lotus flower that was originally contained in the lotus flower slowly spreads out the petals, such as the miraculous opening, and gradually reveals the flower buds wrapped in them. While they are open, the "reflection" below is also open at the same time. The rhythm of the openness is surprisingly consistent, and it makes people feel subconsciously - that is its reflection. The magic is not only the lotus, but also the original rough water surface. The light green spots in the water are all spread out in the water, evenly connected to form a perfect light green water surface, because The water traces are faintly reflected in the sun, and a distant view of the water is exactly the same as facing the real one.

When it is even more impressive, because the water surface is later paved, with the reflection effect of the light, the reflection of the lotus is superficially superficial, and the reflection in the real water is completely the same. The reflection in the water has always been a difficult point in the painting world. It is difficult to satisfy myself because its artistic conception is really difficult to grasp. At this time, the painting was truly flawless.

When the two Biantilians are completely open and become two white pink lotuses that are converted to each other, the whole picture is just right. It makes people feel that it is perfect when it is not too early or late. But everyone is still caught in an incomparable exclamation without waking up.

Is this really a painting? No... They would rather believe that this is true and that Lotus is the real pool that is reflected in light green. Before that, who had witnessed the whole process of opening Lotus? No one... but now they are really seeing this incredible spectacle in a painting.

This really can't be called a painting.

Taking their reaction into the eyes, Ye Wuchen smiled lightly. The reason why the lotus is open and paved with water is actually very simple. The diffusion of ink by water can be achieved by assisting the evaporation of alcohol. Although the truth is obvious, it is extremely difficult to do so. No matter the amount of ink used in each place, the position of the ink, the uniformity of the wine, the timing and the timing of the judgment... Any slight mistakes in any of them will be a serious failure.

Ye Wuchen stepped forward to the front of the drawing board, blocking this magical "Picture of Lotus" and also awakened everyone from the incomparable shock. He smiled and said: "I don't know if this "Picture of Lotus" can be entered into everyone's eyes?"

"Miao! Miao!" This time, it was the first sound of the dragon, the short four words, showing his inner tremor.

"The old man lived today and only knows what a real painting is..."

"This... this is simply a god's work! If I don't see it with my own eyes, I will never believe that there is such a terrible thing in the world."

"French! We are really coming to the Dragon City this time. There are a few people in the world who can appreciate this amazing work. Just say it, I am afraid that no one will believe it."

"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that the old man was half-baked in the earth. He could still see the painting before closing his eyes. The old innocence is that I am not thin. Even if I die immediately, there is no regret in this life!"

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Lin Xiao vowed that he had not heard so much in his life, and he was so exaggerated. He felt that all the praises he received in his life were not so much when Ye Wuchen suffered much. His paintings are good, and they are also masterpieces. This "Liandi Lotus" even fully acknowledges in his heart that this is a true work of God, a shocking work that ordinary people can't imagine.

The gap is so big that it is almost impossible to transcend. Lin Xiao took a deep breath, but his heart was still difficult to calm down. I am used to being sought after, and I am used to standing on the top, but for the first time I have a feeling of looking up, and the person who wants to look up stands on the top of the peak that rises straight into the cloud. He looks at him at the foot of the mountain. Not his figure.

At this time, a peaceful and old voice sounded: "Everyone listens to me."

The owner of this voice seems to have great prestige, and in a short sentence, it really makes the atmosphere of some chaos gradually quiet. This is an old man who has been sitting in the back row and has never said a word. He is over sixty years old, with a green robe, kindness and kindness, quite a bit of a fairy. Others have a clear respect for his gaze, and even the face of the dragon has a slight respect.

Ye Wuchen suddenly guessed the identity of the old man.

"Oh, the young man, the old man has a profound knowledge of his life, and his painting is even more unparalleled. But he did not want to know what is true God today. This painting really only exists in the sky, no one in the world can see it." ......"

Anyone who knows this old man knows that he can get such praise. Ye Wuchen is definitely the first person. But he is also well deserved.

However, his name for Ye Wuchen...

"...forgive me, this old man leans on the old and sells old, taking the liberty to ask: Where is your teacher?" The old man asked gently, with a gentle smile.

This question evokes the curiosity of everyone, including Ye Family. All eyes are brushed and concentrated on Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen mysteriously smiled and said: "The old gentleman said that everything is correct. The younger generation's teachers are indeed gods. And the family teacher has not meant to let the younger conceal, telling the old predecessors."

The spirit of everyone was raised at once. They originally thought that only a god-like master could teach such a disciple. And such a high-ranking person is usually faintly fame and fortune, and even does not want others to know their existence, so there is not much hope. But I don’t want Ye Wuchen not to hide it, but to prepare it in public.

"My master...is the master of this ring." Ye Wuchen took out the sword **** ring and put it on his left hand, then lifted it up so that everyone could see it clearly, while the corner of his mouth whispered quietly, the heart said: Grandpa Chu, borrow another name from you. You give me this ring, it should also be for the convenience of my road in Tianlongguo.

Such a big feeling seems to be only in Chu Jingtian. And the old man is obviously deliberately letting himself unknowingly owe such great kindness.

Old fox, old fox.

The people have not yet reacted, and the two offerings around Long Hao will be screamed first: "Sword God Ring!!"

This short four words is like throwing a big thunder bomb over this packed square, causing a boiling and violent reaction.

"Sword God Ring! It is the ring that the old swordsman used to wear in the past!"

"Yes, it is really the ring of the sword god... Heaven pity me, let me have the privilege to see the ring of the sword **** again."

"Yejia Gongzi... He turned out to be the descendant of the sword god! It is no wonder that young people have such amazing martial arts and talents. It turns out that this is the case!"

"The goddess of the swordsman generation, what kind of disciples are taught is not excessive."

"Sword God's ring... He turned out to be a disciple of the sword god! It is rumored that he has disappeared for more than a year before. It turned out to be taken over by the sword **** predecessors. Ye Jiazhen is really pitiful."

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