At this time, the two oxcarts were parked in the heavy fog. Feng Qingyan, Ying Shu, Dong Gonglan and others walked down, curiously looking at the vast white mist.

"Sister Lan, have you ever been to the Painting City?"

Shadow Book asks.

Dong Gonglan shook his head and said, "I've never been here before."

"Gentleman, have we taken the wrong path? Perhaps this is not a painting city, but a foggy place?"

Shadow Book Road.

"That's right, the painting city should be in the fog."

Feng Qingyan said, then he closed his eyes and felt the majestic literary spirit in the fog. This was the literary spirit emanating from the painting city.

It is as majestic as the Qin City or the Book City.

"The painting city is in the fog? Could it be that the heavy fog in front of you was painted by the King of Painting?" Shadow Book said in surprise, and he carefully distinguished the heavy fog between heaven and earth, and did not explain for a moment: "Hey, that's not right, this big fog is

The fog is not painted, it seems to be born from heaven and earth..."

"This mist is indeed born from heaven and earth."

Dong Gong Lan also said.

"This painted city is so strange. Why is it hidden in the fog? Doesn't it mean that no one can find it?"

Yingshu shook his head and said with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's indeed a bit strange."

Dong Gonglan nodded.

She and Yingshu, both the sixth-grade luther master and the sixth-grade calligrapher, were unable to discover the existence of the painting city from the heavy fog. So how did a painter below the sixth grade enter the painting city?

Doesn't this mean that painters below the sixth grade are stopped?

Logically speaking.

Regardless of the four cities of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, there are no restrictions on entry and exit.

When did the painting city change?

"Gentleman, have you discovered the Painting City?" asked the young lady in Shadow Book, "Is the Painting City hidden in the fog?"

"you could say so."

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and said.

"You can say yes? What do you mean?"

Shadow Book said in surprise.

"This painted city is a little different from ordinary cities."

Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said.

"How is it different?"

Yingshu suddenly became curious, but she tried hard to look, but still couldn't see anything in the heavy fog.

"This heavy fog can indeed be said to be a painted city."

Seal Qingyan Road.

"ah?"

Shadow Book was stunned.

Dong Gonglan was also a little surprised.

"This heavy fog is a painted city? Gentleman, although I don't read as much as you, but don't lie to me." Yingshu couldn't help but said, this is obviously fog, so how can it be a painted city?

He also said that the painted city is different from the ordinary city.

Even if it is so different, it cannot be said that the fog covering the sky and the earth is the painted city.

This is outrageous.

"Gentleman, what is the mystery behind the mist that covers the heaven and earth?"

Dong Gonglan said.

"The mist that covers the world can actually be said to be a secret realm, but this secret realm is just the Painted City." Feng Qingyan explained that he did not see the full picture of the Painted City at this time, only a part of it.

And it's not as simple as he saw.

"Yeah?"

Yingshu was stunned and said: "Why have I never heard of it? This shouldn't be the case. When did this situation occur?"

There are actually frequent connections between the four holy cities.

and.

Many literati are practitioners of two arts, three arts, or even four arts.

In particular, calligraphy and painting are very similar to each other. Many calligraphy kings or painting kings have high attainments in the other.

"Could it be that the painting city has undergone tremendous changes?"

Dong Gonglan was also a little surprised.

Even though she has never been to Huacheng and usually pays little attention to it, she still knows some basic information.

But she had never heard that the Painted City was hidden in the fog.

Could it be that she never paid attention before?

"Did you see that there is a gallery in the fog?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan was slightly surprised. At some point in the heavy fog, a mysterious and looming gallery appeared.

"gallery?"

"No."

Ying Shu and Dong Gong Lan shook their heads, neither of them saw any gallery.

"Your Majesty, Qing Mang didn't see it either."

Qing Mang interjected.

"It seems that the gallery is the way into the painting city."

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, and was a little confused about the painting city. It seemed that the painting city felt like it was repelling people thousands of miles away.

This shouldn't be the case.

"...Well, what should we do if we can't see it?" Yingshu asked, "Could it be that we can't enter the painting city?"

"This seems a little weird."

Donggonglan Road.

"It's a bit weird indeed."

Feng Qingyan nodded, feeling that Hua Cheng would not be like this.

"Well, there is something weird, but..." Yingshu wrinkled his little nose and said, "I can't explain what is weird. I always feel that it shouldn't be like this."

"Come with me to the gallery."

Feng Qingyan looked at it and walked towards the mysterious gallery hidden in the fog.

When Ying Shu and Dong Gong Lan saw him, they quickly followed him, especially Qing Mang, who was afraid that with a "whoosh", the king would disappear again.

This kind of sudden disappearance of your Majesty is a unique experience...

But in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyan walked to the mysterious gallery and saw that the gallery was hidden in the fog with no end in sight. It seemed to be thousands of miles long, which surprised him.

Wanli Gallery?

The length is somewhat astonishing.

At this time, he looked at the gallery curiously and saw a painting in the gallery.

Each painting is like a world, which makes Feng Qingyan a little amazed and amazed by the painter's skills.

"But are you aware of the gallery?"

Feng Qingyan looked at it for a while and then asked Ying Shu and the two.

"No."

Yingshu was a little troubled and said: "I am a sixth-grade calligrapher, but I still can't enter the painting city? Isn't this painting city too bullying? Too exclusive? Moreover, I am a calligrapher, so I am only half a painter.

Who..."

"Lan also didn't feel it."

Donggonglan Road.
To be continued...