"Are you not as good as him? So you are not qualified to let Youluo marry you?"
When the woman in jade said these words, the crowd was shocked again.
Originally, this beautiful scene of a prosperous age, this scene of beauties, mountains and rivers in action appeared, and everyone was immersed in it.
The men were immersed in the figure walking in the sky, covered with stars, wearing the moon, and dancing with a sword. The women were immersed in the young man who was wielding a pen.
It is natural for men to love beautiful women. This woman likes handsome men as well as talented and knowledgeable men. This combination of talent and appearance is naturally what they want most in their hearts.
However, the young man's previous words were like a bolt of thunder, pulling everyone present out of their immersion.
The man was shocked and angry. Everyone present was from a noble family. If they were ordinary people, they could come up with countless ways to make his life worse than death. But for this young man, they did not dare to think so.
The origin of this young man was too mysterious. It made them feel uncertain. What's more, when this young man used his pen, they seemed to see visions of heaven and earth.
This is a stroke of genius, from the hands of an immortal.
As for those women, their eyes were wide open, and for a moment, everyone's eyes lit up. This was tears, and a heart was broken in their bodies.
They were jealous of the beauty of the jade-clad woman, but they did not dare to say anything. They could only hide it in their hearts.
This woman in jade clothes has a great background. Rumor has it that she is the chief disciple of Miao Xiu Fang, one of the seven major sects in the world. From now on, she will definitely be the head of Xiu Fang. Her master is the prince's teacher who was appointed during the pilgrimage.
The four saints in the current dynasty are all the prince's teachers. It can be said that this woman is the prince's senior sister. Even if the family behind them is powerful, how can they defeat a large sect and a prince?
They are jealous and have a dirty mind. This is because the jade beads are on their side. And they are just pretty stones.
Did even such a handsome young man fall in love with that woman at first sight?
If he has such a beautiful woman as his wife, how can this young master tolerate others in his heart? How can he see those three thousand beauties in the harem? How can he get the rain and dew equally?
But at the next moment, what the woman in jade clothes said was like thunder, resounding in people's ears.
They thought they had heard wrongly. They were confused and then exploded like thunder in an instant.
It once again caused a sensation among the people.
The woman in jade clothes actually rejected the young man's pursuit. Although the men were jealous and resentful.
But it cannot be denied that this young man is so handsome that he looks like a god, and is as good as a god. In one painting, there are strange phenomena of heaven and earth.
The painting in the sky, the dancing everywhere, can no longer be expressed vividly. It is as if this young man has opened the world again, and there is that world and where they are. No matter the expression, it is the same as before.
They are generally the same.
This is the picture of the woman dancing with the sword from before!
This is really banishing an immortal.
There is no reason for a woman to refuse to an immortal. But the woman in jade clothes just refused.
But think about it, nothing is impossible.
Because the beauty of the jade-robed woman is something that the world can spy on, but it cannot be obtained, and can only be desired in dreams. If it were that young man, he would be banished to immortality in this world.
Then, this woman is the Nine Heavens Fairy who descended to the mortal world.
No one loses to anyone else.
Who said that fairies must fall in love with immortals?
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the woman in jade clothes did not agree, as long as the two did not become lovers.
Then, there is still hope for both the men and women present. Although, this hope is very slim, with only a one in ten thousand, or even one in a million possibility.
But having a glimmer of hope is better than having no hope.
However, the next moment, the men were stunned again.
"You are not as good as him..."
Some people in the crowd chewed this sentence over and over again. The more they chewed, the uglier their faces became.
You are not as good as him. This sentence does not have any deep meaning. It just has a superficial and popular meaning. That is, you are not as good as someone.
So, who is he in this sentence?
Is it him, or him, or is it him?
People looked around and looked at the other men warily. But looking at the pig heads and pig faces, they felt relieved. They secretly said that it must not be them, because they are not qualified.
This was what everyone was thinking. In the end, everyone's eyes turned to the middle-aged scribe standing next to the woman in jade.
These blazing eyes made the middle-aged scribe who was trapped in this spring scene suddenly wake up.
He felt the cannibalistic gazes coming from all directions, and his whole body trembled. He quickly looked at the crowd and shook his head.
Although the middle-aged scribe is said to be a painting sage, his temperament and talent far exceed those of his contemporaries, but he has passed half of his life. Moreover, his painting skills are far inferior to this young man. If the woman in jade clothes said that
Is he himself, not embarrassed in front of these people?
He had decided to put aside his dignity and become a disciple of this young man. Naturally, he would not cause the young man to misunderstand, so he quickly shook his head.
When the young man heard this, he was not angry, he just laughed.
He just thought that the woman was shy and did not dare to agree directly. He also thought that although the woman admired him, she was afraid that she would be easily obtained and would not cherish him, so she went out of her way to make things difficult for him.
The young man retracted his hand, turned his pen, and stretched it towards the inkstone. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at the woman in jade clothes standing opposite, showing what he thought was the most handsome smile.
"It turns out that there are people in this world who are more accomplished in painting than Ling. I would like to know who the girl is talking about?"
As he said that, he looked at the young scribe.
Ling Dabao thought that his smile, even his reluctant turn of the head, and every move were perfect, and he believed that the woman in jade clothes would be even more fascinated by him.
In fact, it was indeed perfect. His gaze towards the jade-clothed woman was not intentional, it was just a casual glance, not even lingering too long, and he quickly shifted his gaze to the middle-aged scribe.
Although the middle-aged scribe is said to be a painting sage, his temperament and talent far exceed those of his contemporaries, but he has passed half of his life. Moreover, his painting skills are far inferior to this young man. If the woman in jade clothes said that
Is he himself, not embarrassed in front of these people?
He had decided to put aside his dignity and become a disciple of this young man. Naturally, he would not cause the young man to misunderstand, so he quickly shook his head.
When the young man heard this, he was not angry, he just laughed.
He just thought that the woman was shy and did not dare to agree directly. He also thought that although the woman admired him, she was afraid that she would be easily obtained and would not cherish him, so she went out of her way to make things difficult for him.
The young man retracted his hand, turned his pen, and stretched it towards the inkstone. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at the woman in jade clothes standing opposite, showing what he thought was the most handsome smile.
"It turns out that there are people in this world who are more accomplished in painting than Ling. I would like to know who the girl is talking about?"
As he said that, he looked at the young scribe.
Ling Dabao thought that his smile, even his reluctant turn of the head, and every move were perfect, and he believed that the woman in jade clothes would be even more fascinated by him.
In fact, it was indeed perfect. His gaze towards the jade-clothed woman was not intentional, it was just a casual glance, not even lingering too long, and he quickly shifted his gaze to the middle-aged scribe.
A middle-aged scribe, as a painting saint, what kind of storms and waves has he not seen? Even the current saint must give him three points of courtesy. However, this look made the middle-aged man feel ashamed, and he lowered his head quickly, his face turned red.
Seeing the appearance of this middle-aged scribe who was known as the Painting Saint, Ling Dabao lowered his head in satisfaction.
Perhaps, Ling Dabao is not as good at other abilities as his senior brother, but it is safe to say that he surpasses other people in the world. If it comes to painting, maybe even his senior brother is not as accomplished as him.
He did not specialize in painting too much, but he had the deepest attainments in painting.
Ever since he was little, Ling Dabao has always been able to remember everything he has seen, and he can even copy it completely. Just a piece of stone, from the cracks to the number of grains of sand on it, he can describe it exactly.
Write it down completely.
It can be said that his paintings are exactly the same as the real things, and it is completely impossible to distinguish the real ones from the fake ones.
The reason why today's paintings can dance is not because his attainments in painting are deeper than that of the middle-aged scribe who is a painting sage. If we talk about the attainments in painting, there is not a big difference between the paintings of the two.
The only difference is that Ling Dabao knows how to make use of the right time, location, and people. The gap is too big in their understanding of painting.
Is this spring scene really moving? Is that boat really sailing in the blue waves? Is that beauty really dancing in the spring curtain? This mountain, this lake, this beauty, are really all here
move?
No, it's not moving at all.
It's just with the help of the fluctuation of the lake water. It's the sparkling colors of the lake and mountains, the sunlight shining in all directions, the colors of the mountains, and people's eyes.
This is just an illusion. However, this is an illusion that people can never detect.
Just by creating an illusion, Ling Dabao can suppress the middle-aged scribe. Because even if the middle-aged scribe is aware of it, he will not be able to create such a shocking situation as Ling Dabao.
"Genius. I am a genius. In the art of painting, no one can match the genius. This painting is not finished yet. When it is finished, when I put the finishing touches, it will be the moment when you can no longer hide your love for me!
"
Ling Dabao's eyes wandered, his eyes moved away from the middle-aged scribe, and then he continued to write.
He was so radiant, as if countless rays of light had fallen on him. Once again it was difficult to open his eyes.
The branches in all directions are still swaying and tugging, and the sound of the rising tide seems to overflow the lake into a vast ocean. The sound of the waves, rising and falling one after another, is going to become the sound of waves in a real blue ocean.
The world is blooming with vigorous life, and it suddenly becomes even more vigorous.
In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be a spring breeze stirring up the lake again.
This is the water in the sky, the water on the earth, and the birds flying over thousands of mountains.
For a moment, it seemed that the twilight was dim, but the setting sun was like blood. A red light and shadow penetrated the darkness and shone on the world. It shone on the most stunning beauty in the world.
At this moment, people looked puzzled. At this moment, it was just after noon, and there was still a long time before the sun set in the west. Why was the sky dark? Why did the blazing sun turn into the setting sun, disappear completely, and only the light could be seen?
Is it going to rain?
It didn't rain, and not a drop of rain fell from all directions. So, why is this?
Suddenly, someone saw the true face of the dark clouds.
The wild goose bridge spread out, forming a paved road for wild geese, with a total of three thousand.
It is these three thousand wild geese that cover the blue sky and white clouds, standing in the sky and below, blocking the inside and outside of the painting.
At this time, everything inside and outside the painting became night.
"What kind of painting is this... sunrise and sunset, autumn harvest and spring coming, everything is true." The middle-aged scribe was shocked again.
This dark night is real, and so is the sunset. This is even more profound and real than what he dreamed in his dream!
Finally, the sunset completely set, and the rays of light were completely extinguished. For a moment, we were plunged into darkness, and we could only hear the sound of the green water around us and the rustling of leaves.
But at the next moment, a thunder was suddenly heard.
This is the sound of thunder, falling in people's ears, even louder than the sound of thunder.
Then, suddenly, another ray of light appeared in the sky.
This is silver light.
This silver light just appeared, and in just a moment, it affected every place.
A piece of glazed color, like a silver plate, reflects the color from the bottom of the lake. It is crystal clear and dust-free, and it is clear and bright for thousands of miles.
"This this......."
Almost at the same time, when people saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed and they looked shocked. Especially the middle-aged scribe was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.
"What a creation that conquers heaven and earth."
Even the woman in jade clothes had light shining in her beautiful eyes, and she praised her.
This is truly a creation that conquers the world, using human power to create wonders in the world.
It is dark night now, and there are stars in the dark night.
One by one, countless, scattered throughout the world.
When Ling Dabao heard this, he was also very happy, secretly thinking that this woman in jade clothes was really interested in him, otherwise she wouldn't have praised him.
This dark night is like the wild geese covering the sky. And these countless stars are like the water jets that originally helped me come here.
The light did not disperse, and the sun did not set in the west. It was just covered by thousands of wild geese. At this moment, it just moved slightly, and when the light came down, it illuminated the water splashes.
As a result, people saw the stars in the night sky.
Just in the blink of an eye, people saw the stars in the sky falling slowly from the sky, as if they were about to come to the world.
People marveled, it turns out that in this world, there are not only these nine-day fairies and this banished immortals who descended to the mortal world, but also these countless stars.
When they saw the young man again, he laughed again and spoke softly.
"Girl, do you know if my paintings are appealing to your eyes? If you agree to follow me, from now on, you and I will live in seclusion in the mountains. You will dance with the sword and I will paint. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the stars in the sky shone brightly, as if they completely illuminated the dark night, and they all fell on the woman.
At this moment, the stars are shining over the moon. These countless starlights push the beauty of the jade-clad woman to an extreme.
For a time, people were in a trance, and even the middle-aged scribes fell into the beauty of the woman.
In the sky and below, the light is gradually fading. In the whole world, only the woman is surrounded by light, covered with stars and the moon, attracting the attention of everyone.
Ling Dabao retracted his hand, glanced at the woman, chuckled again, and then asked: "Girl, do you want this painting by Ling?"
Feeling very proud in his heart, he turned around and glanced at the crooked melons and cracked dates behind him. He felt contemptuous in his heart, but on the surface he remained as calm as water and showed no expression.
The most handsome man in the world must look like the most handsome man in the world. He cannot look down upon or look down on others. This is the self-cultivation that belongs to this honor. When he saw those women in a daze, he pursed his lips and smiled again.
This smile made the woman's heart tremble again, and she almost fainted from excitement.
For a moment, the world was silent. The men were immersed in the beauty of the jade-clad woman. The women were captivated by the young man's smile.
After a few breaths, Ling Dabao suddenly heard rapid breathing.
The source of this breath is actually the closest place.
His breathing was rapid and his heart was moved. Ling Dabao was also overjoyed.
"Look...even beauties who are like gods and whose swordsmanship has reached the realm of harmony between man and nature are fascinated by me. My Ling Dabao is indeed the most handsome in the world."
Ling Dabao turned his head and looked at the jade-clad woman, wanting to see a different look on her body.
It was desire, shyness, and deep love.
However, Ling Dabao only saw the jade-clothed woman in the light, with an expressionless face and only blinked a few times.
"She is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world. Even if she loves me, she doesn't dare to show it at the moment because there are too many people. So she hinted to me with a blink of an eye that she wanted to go to her room for a tryst after everyone left? Then.
..Stay until night and spend the spring night together?”
At this moment, Ling Dabao was already thinking a lot. In a daze, he even saw the looming skin of the woman in jade clothes through her clothes.
The looming skin was crystal clear, like white jade. Ling Dabao blinked his eyes, as if the whiteness became more obvious.
Then, I saw that fair face, getting redder and redder. Like the setting sun in the white clouds, it gradually turned red.
"Girl, are we going to your room right now?" Ling Dabao saw that the face of the woman in jade clothes was bleeding and was red and wanted to take a bite. Hearing the increasingly rapid breathing, he couldn't hold it anymore and felt the same.
The woman couldn’t wait any longer.
Then the next moment, Ling Dabao saw the jade-clad woman in front of him across the long table and raised his hand.
"Are you going to touch me? The little baby is really anxious." Ling Dabao was even more happy when he saw this scene.
He lowered his head slightly and brought his face up so that the woman in jade could better touch his perfect face.
The next moment, people's eyes widened.
There was a loud crash of thunder.
This noise had a strong momentum and caused a great storm. It scattered the geese and scattered the painting on the table. In an instant, the sky was filled with confetti.
In an instant, all the spring, vitality, and night sky were shattered like a mirror.
People saw that the woman in jade clothes was soaked all over, her skin was exposed, and she was full of murderous intent. She actually slapped the young man and flew him into the lake.