Bian Ruxue immediately used her spiritual sense to detect. When she saw Li Hao behind the drawing board, she was stunned for a moment, and soon remembered that the man was the alchemist who came to deliver medicine to her earlier.

Is it him?

Bian Ruxue's eyes flickered, she looked at it twice, and finally shook her head slightly. In the human world, even if he had the opportunity like him and came here, he would not be able to become an alchemist.

Although she does not understand alchemy, she also knows that this path is different from cultivation and requires a long period of accumulation. She has also heard of the recent reputation of Qingfeng Alchemist. Such an ability cannot be achieved by Li Hao in just a hundred years.

At the same time, Li Hao was tracing carefully.

As he observed carefully with his heart, he noticed that the three Half-Saints had noticed him, but they seemed to have no intention of stopping him, which made Li Hao secretly relieved.

As the pen and ink sketched, the figures of the three semi-saints soon appeared on the paper.

Then came the momentum and charm, and Li Hao painted their unique charm into them.

Time passed slowly, and the battle ahead had begun, but Li Hao was still immersed in the painting. It was not easy to depict three half-saints at the same time. It is not an exaggeration to say that this painting was a labor of love.

For a long time, with the cheers from the audience below, and the laughter and regret of Lin Shanhai and others who had won and lost their bets, Li Hao went from being completely absorbed in tranquility to gradually returning to his physical body. The chaos around him suddenly came, and his paintings

It is also completed at this moment.

As he started writing, Li Hao felt a sense of smoothness all over his body, and experience tips jumped out in front of his eyes.

Painting experience +150394.

...150,000?

Li Hao counted carefully and confirmed that he had read it correctly. He was a little stunned, but he soon felt relieved.

After all, he is a half-saint, and there are three of them in the same frame!

At the same time, the panel prompts that the drawing path is upgraded to the eighth stage.

Skill points +1.

The experience required from the eighth to ninth dan is doubled, which is one million!

However, this Sword God battle will see many geniuses fighting, and Li Hao believes that he will be able to reach the full level soon.

Even if the other inner disciples of the Four Realms only provided him with a few thousand experience points, they would not be able to withstand such a large number.

When his painting experience reached the eighth level, many insights about painting poured into his heart. After more than ten minutes, Li Hao gradually digested and absorbed it, and suddenly had a completely new understanding of painting.

The painting that he had just worked so hard on now clearly had some flaws in his eyes.

It can’t be said to be a flaw, but a matter of layering.

The painting only focuses on the charm, without incorporating its own style, and it does not have a deep connection with the painting.

Every top painter should have his or her own style, which is skillfully combined with the paintings, not obtrusive, but allowing people to identify who the painter is at a glance.

Li Hao understood clearly in his heart, and immediately wanted to put away the drawing paper and make another one.

But suddenly, a voice came from his mind:

"I want this painting of yours, what do you need?"

This was a female voice, calm and cold, and seemed to have an unquestionable voice.

Li Hao was slightly stunned. He looked up and saw the three semi-saint women looking directly at him quietly.

Their eyes met, and Li Hao immediately knew that the person transmitting the message to him was the other party.

He immediately sent a message and replied: "Senior, if you like it, you can give it to me as a gift. My paintings will not be sold."

"She has a bit of character."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she said through the message: "In that case, I will accept it directly. If you need it in the future, you can claim my name. I am the ancestor of Yao."

Yaozu... Li Hao wrote down the name, nodded, and said via voice: "Senior, if you don't mind it, I can draw another one for you. I'm just a beginner, so I'm not good enough."

"oh?"

Yaozu's eyes moved slightly. She was thinking about painting because her mind was always paying attention to Li Hao's paintings. When Li Hao finished the painting, she felt amazing.

The self in the painting was more beautiful than what she saw in the mirror. It seemed to be her, but it didn't seem to be her.

This endeared her to her heart, and she wanted to ask for it.

It would be best if you could draw a picture for yourself alone.

She planned to keep it in her cave for appreciation, so as not to see two other eyesores while appreciating herself...

Thinking of this, she glanced at the stalwart middle-aged man and old man beside her, and said to Li Hao: "Then you can draw it and take a look."

"good!"

Li Hao agreed, dried the ink on the painting, rolled it up and put it aside, and then started painting again.

This time, he was painting Yaozu alone. Li Hao stared at Yaozu with eyes like a torch.

With her permission, Li Hao's observations were no longer secretive, but open and generous.

Feeling Li Hao's eyes roaming around his body, Yaozu raised his eyebrows slightly. No man had ever dared to offend so boldly.

If it had been before, she would have slapped him to death with an angry slap.

But thinking that she had just sent a message to find the other party, although she was a little uncomfortable, she slowly tolerated it. At the same time, she was also observing Li Hao's paintings with her spiritual mind to see if the other party was really painting, or was he deliberately spying?

Among the semi-saints of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, Yaozu is extremely famous, due to her stunning appearance. Moreover, when she was young, she was the top saint in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. She had already been defeated in the same realm hundreds of years ago.

, and then stepped into the Half Saint.

Nowadays, as we cultivate our moral character, we are not as aggressive and cold as before, but more calm and noble.

Following his spiritual observation, Yaozu soon discovered that Li Hao was not taking the opportunity to blaspheme or offend, but was really observing and painting seriously.

Everywhere on her body, whenever Li Hao's eyes focused, the pen and ink in Li Hao's hand also sketched.

Yaozu's eyes flashed, and the anger and discomfort in her heart gradually disappeared. She observed that Li Hao's eyes were focused and pure, without any lust. Instead, they seemed to simply appreciate a kind of beauty.

This kind of gaze made her feel a faint sense of joy in her heart.

It is completely different from the hidden gazes of the inner disciples, including some of the Holy Sons, who secretly spy on him.

Ancestor Yao had heard of the name Qingfeng Alchemist before, but didn't take it seriously. Even a senior alchemist could only help her very little now, unless it was to make alchemy for her disciples.

But now, she somewhat appreciates the Qingfeng Alchemist.

As time passed, the battle between the disciples on the ring became fierce, and the cheers outside the auditorium were also loud. In this noisy and lively environment, Li Hao felt like he was sitting alone in the mountains, and his whole body exuded tranquility and far-reaching.

of depth and calm.

He painted quietly and watched quietly.

Yaozu didn't want to watch the confrontation between his disciples. He used his spiritual mind to follow Li Hao's strokes and watched him outline himself stroke by stroke.

After a long time, after Lin Shanhai and the others ended their bet for the second time, Li Hao's second painting was also completed.

As Yaozu's figure appeared on the white paper, experience tips also popped up in front of Li Hao's eyes.

Painting experience +42320.

This time I was painting alone, and it was the second time. The experience was obviously less, but it was still scary.

The overflow experience previously amounted to more than 70,000, and now with the addition of these 42,000, it has reached the ninth level of one million experience, and one-tenth of it has been completed in the blink of an eye!

Li Hao felt that if the wool of the three half-saints were collected completely, half the tube would be filled.

At this moment, Yaozu on the painting paper is more beautiful and moving than in the previous group painting. Although Yaozu is just standing quietly, with other figures in the surrounding environment, at this moment, she is alone in Li Hao's painting.

Being alone is like the green lotus on the snow-capped mountains, quietly blooming its own fragrance and beauty, giving it a refined and refined temperament that is isolated from the world.

The eyes drawn in the ink sketch are filled with tranquility and a hint of sadness, which cannot be cleared away like thick fog. The eyes are heartbreaking and make people forget to leave.

Yaozu looked at himself in the painting, feeling a little lost.

She looks as calm as still water, but the self in the painting reveals the hidden emotions in her heart.

It felt like someone was peering into my heart.

Can he understand his own sorrow?

Yaozu was startled, and then his mind shifted to Li Hao, staring into his eyes.

"Yaozu, your painting is finished."

Li Hao put down the pen, took a look at the painting, and found that it was quite perfect. Although he knew that there might be room for improvement when his painting skills improved, but for now, it was already his most perfect performance.

Yaozu withdrew his spiritual thoughts, but his voice calmed down and said: "I saw it. I accept this painting as I owe you a favor."

After that, the drawing paper on Li Hao's drawing board disappeared out of thin air.

But Yaozu stood there, his body motionless, as if nothing had happened.

Li Hao didn't see what kind of method this was, and was secretly awestruck in his heart. He couldn't see through it just because he was a Half-Saint, let alone seeking revenge from that Void Saint in the future.

"You're welcome, Yaozu. My paintings are only given to people who know how to appreciate them. As long as Yaozu likes them," Li Hao replied through a message.

Yaozu didn't respond, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be looking towards the arena.

But his mind was quietly looking down at Li Hao from high in the sky.

Li Hao waited for a moment, and when he saw that the other party did not send any more messages or say anything more, he immediately picked up the pen again and continued to paint. This time, it was still the three half-sages who painted together.
To be continued...