The scroll is heavy and the real dragon lies.

The fat accumulated over the years has been consumed, and growth and evolution require nutrition, especially the body length has become about 800 meters or about 240 feet, the inventory in the stomach is exhausted, and the stomach is hungry...

Easing a little, shaking a change into a human form.

Touching my face, the baby that I finally grew fat was gone, and it turned into a pointed chin, with a pale complexion and a low blood sugar look. I want to eat and drink the most now.

"thank you……"

I saluted again, what I just got was better than the dragon's essence and blood.

Absorbing dragon blood may improve your cultivation in a rocket-like manner, and the strength will skyrocket. It is long-term to obtain mysterious energy like a golden ancient tree. The reason for evolution and improvement is because of being at the peak for a long time, because the divine beast's slow progression has not been able to cross it.

There are many benefits in the future and more hidden, and will not be concentrated by all parties, so it is suitable to continue to live.

Maybe a tall and powerful man wants to teach someone.

Wave your hand.

The ink traces of the scenery painted around dissipate.

More colors emerge, painting one by one, and the place in front of you becomes a luxurious study room. Generally speaking, it is particularly large and domineering, with a strong feudal extravagant atmosphere, and will be criticized by words.

A large desk appeared in front of me.

The shape is simple and elegant, but the desktop is too big and too wide.

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

"You asked me to paint?"

The golden figure nodded.

Turning back to the high place, the golden dragon chaise was done, the posture was standard and majestic, and the exam room invigilator was almost like drawing beams and hanging clocks to remind the rest of the time.

Danfeng's beautiful eyes were circling, wondering if it was the last level. If you paint well, you could leave the world in the painting. If you don't paint well, you would keep painting. Judging from the long and long lifespan of the dragons, I'm afraid I can't tell the difference between a stick of incense and a hundred years...

"No problem, I can not only paint ink and wash but also draw cartoon comic strips."

Move the Jindun as a footrest.

Climb up.

Grab the brush and put it in your mouth and suck it, making it moisturize.

Mr. Bai didn't see the tall figure on the dragon chaise twitching, and he resisted the urge to raise his hand to cover his head...

I saw a dragon girl like a teacher, shaking her head with her hands on her back. According to professional terms, she should be brewing emotions at this time and preparing to hold her big moves. Mr. Muraguchi said that painting should be integrated into emotions and artistic conception.

Suddenly I remembered a memory.

I heard that a scholar was young and had not passed the provincial examination and gave up his pen and practiced martial arts. He was in a fury at the Beijing Camp and competed with others for arrows, drums, and bows.

If you miss a hundred arrows, you will be tired and you will accidentally shoot the drummer.

In an instant, inspiration exploded like a landslide. The brush turned around several times and started writing.

The tall figure nodded repeatedly, and finally had a bit of the style of a bamboo forest, which was very comforted.

Black hair dances wildly.

I saw a white painting that was so exciting that I threw away my cloak, and my pen was not dragging on me. If it was paired with the soundtrack of drums, it showed the grandmaster's momentum. The combination of painting and dance looked pleasing to the eye.

Finally, he threw the pen into the pen holder and raised his head to take a deep breath.

The table drawing paper floats up and displays.

When the man in the tall and majestic imperial robe saw the drawing clearly, he almost staggered. The painting was very good and great, but why did two reed chickens fight? The picture of a cockfight?

Someone wiped off the ink drops on his cheeks, and was very proud.

"How about it, this picture of a rogue chicken pecking each other is good. The inspiration comes from two rookies who missed the 20 shots. Isn't this just a rogue chicken pecking each other haha~"

The man covered his head, maybe the first time in his long life was in a state of laughter and cry.

Wave your hand, the drawing paper is put away, and the paper is laid again.

OK, keep drawing.

Since the big tree is gone, then draw another one. The plum tree is too bitter and cold, and the bamboo is deserted. If so, draw peach trees. It is boring to bloom and too vulgar. It is the most realistic to have bright red and tender peaches. If you are thirsty, you can still wait for peaches to quench their thirst. The background is clan mountains and peach forests outsiders.

The distant mountains are filled with mist, and the peach trees in front of the door are empty.

Proficient in technique.

Before drawing, you need to set shapes and start with the tree.

Glide out the branches and put a little ink on the treetops.

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

After a moment.

It’s so proud of the perfect ending, the painter is in vain, we are the most amazing.

The paper floats up and is drawn vertically.

From top to bottom, the charm is full of charm, the distant mountains are mist, the peach trees in front of the door are lush, and the vigorous ancient peach trees are full of fairy peaches. I look thirsty. I have seen the peaches in the Yaochi Lake painted with more fairy spirit. It is very good. If they are spread, they will definitely become treasures of the tribe.

The tall man who stroked his chin suddenly paused.

What's the thing on the peach tree?

The paintings are very good no matter where you are, but there is a monkey on the tree full of sweet peaches. The claws hold sweet peaches to make a strange face, the exaggerated big mouth and stick out the tongue, like a picture of a monkey eating peaches...

I endured my body trembling and put away my peerless masterpiece, and spread the paper again.

"Look at me drawing a tiger roaring on the hill this time!"

The man sat down, this time... the tiger roar picture shouldn't go wrong, right?

Lick the brush and wet it.

Brush ~

The hills, rocks, weeds, and ancient pine, finally started drawing tigers. When I saw it halfway, the man turned his head and said nothing, and saw a white person drawing a round tiger on the blue rock. He outlined a few strokes with four claws on the tail, cat ears, face, beard and forehead. It was indeed a tiger, after all, there were tiger stripes on the duck egg.

He looked up and pinched his chin and thought for a while.

He drew a circle on the funny tiger and signaled the tiger to speak.

The word "Ao" was written in the circle, and the exclamation mark was added to show the solemn roar, and the complete picture of the tiger roaring mountains.

Silently, the scroll was put away again and the paper was spread out again.

"Actually, I'm very good at painting characters, so I'll paint people this time. Don't worry, I will definitely let you pass the assessment this time."

Hearing this, the tall man sat upright.

It’s always hard to mess around when drawing characters, so wait and see with confidence.

The wilderness is remote mountain road, well, very good, the rocks and weeds set off the atmosphere. The full moon should be about the matter under the moon, and it is probably a narrative painting. Next, it is time to draw the characters.

The lines are sophisticated, their movements and expressions are all very vivid, and they draw two people.

One in front and one behind, it seems that the latter is chasing the former, and the former is so angry that it is quite interesting.

As I painted, it suddenly became weird.

What is the two circles?

"How is this? Xiao He chases Han Xin under the moon. Running on the mountain road is too tiring. It is even more dangerous to ride a horse at night. It is light and fast to ride a bicycle. I have taken great pains to do it."

The man put away the picture and stood up and walked to the corner without saying a word. Forget it, draw it.

Mr. Bai is not polite, but he is very enthusiastic about creating a masterpiece. If an old painter is present, he will definitely smash a dragon with his old bones. He is obviously a masterpiece but he is just a mess. There are countless painters in the world, but masterpieces are rare. I am afraid that all those who love painting will respect and hate Bai Yujun.

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

For a long time.

But time has come.

Bai Yujun suddenly sighed, feeling sad and sad.

"I'll draw another one for you. Actually... I didn't want to leave too soon before, so I deliberately made a fuss and wanted to spend more time with you. After this painting, I left."

“…”

The man remained silent, he understood.

Sitting upright and watching carefully, trying hard to remember this moment.

Bai Yujun changed the style of painting and used the modern cartoon method of Earth. The paper was very large, and her works were like posters and posters of animation movies, both far and near, with beautiful and warm colors, but also a little lonely and cold.

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

A girl with long hair in white dress stands sideways with a paper umbrella.

Not like the world.

The white jade dragon horns are pointed ears, the wind blows the white skirt and long hair, the ribbon flutters, and the head is lightly raised to look at the snow of the pear blossoms and thousands of trees.

The pure and delicate face seems to be hard to speak. After the drizzle, the lonely shadows are far away. When will they come back this time, Bai Yujun left a self-portrait.

Drawn, the dragon energy blesses, and becomes a treasure of immortality.

The drawing paper floats up and the man stands for a long time.

After a long time, my hands were trembling and I put away the drawing paper to collect it.

Bai Yujun knelt on the ground.

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

He kowtowed heavily, spreading his long hair...

Unconsciously, he floated upwards and became farther and farther, passing through the water-like space and leaving the secret realm in the painting.

In a luxurious study.

The walls are full of stubborn paintings.
Chapter completed!