The table is covered with drawing paper, with pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and some paints.
Ye Qingyun stood behind the table, holding a paintbrush in his hand and painting.
Shen Tianhua and Meng Youran were both standing nearby.
The two of them watched Ye Qingyun painting attentively.
soon.
A painting has been painted.
"Okay, come and take a look."
Ye Qingyun completed the first painting with one stroke of his pen.
The two of them immediately came together.
When they first saw this painting, both of them were startled.
Because this painting is too ordinary.
I drew a mountain and a lake.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
A very simple painting.
It was so simple that the two of them thought they could draw it themselves.
Why did Ye Gaoren paint such a simple painting?
Both of them were still a little confused.
But take a closer look.
Both of them tasted something different.
"This painting is not simple."
Meng Youran whispered.
"indeed!"
Shen Tianhua nodded sympathetically.
This painting looks simple at first glance.
But if you look closely, you will find that this painting is more than simple.
It can simply be said to be crude.
But even this kind of roughness gives people a strange feeling of being wild and waiting to be restrained.
A painting, such a simple word.
But it contains two completely different artistic conceptions.
This is really unimaginable.
Logically speaking, it is completely impossible to do.
But Ye Qingyun just did it.
The two artistic conceptions are blended together and are very harmoniously reflected in this painting.
No conflict!
They complement each other even more.
One can't help but look at this painting a few more times.
"How's it going? Is this painting okay?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
"What a masterpiece!"
Meng Youran said sincerely.
"If the painting sage Wu Qingfeng sees this painting of the young master, I'm afraid he will fall in love with the young master again."
Shen Tianhua smiled.
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
He felt that his painting was very ordinary, and he didn't think about it when he painted it. It was just to save trouble, so he painted such a simple painting.
Why did these two people think this painting was so good?
Are you trying to flatter yourself on purpose?
"Master Ye, does this painting have a name?"
Meng Youran asked curiously.
Ye Qingyun pondered for a moment.
"Just call it landscape."
landscape?
The name is also simple enough.
I guess any painting that depicts mountains or water can be called this name.
"Can you give this painting to me?"
Meng Youran asked cautiously.
Although Ye Qingyun promised to give him ten paintings, the paintings were so good that he was afraid that he was asking too much.
After all, if he has such good paintings from the beginning, anyone will think that he is a lion.
Ye Qingyun was a little surprised.
"Do you really want this painting?"
"Well, if Mr. Ye feels it's not suitable, then change it to another one."
Meng Youran said quickly.
He was afraid that Ye Qingyun would be unhappy.
Ye Qingyun was naturally not unhappy at all.
He just felt weird.
It's just a painting I just practiced, just to find out the feeling.
To put it bluntly, it’s just a draft.
This guy wants all these sketches?
He looked like he had never seen the world before.
"Okay, since you want it, I'll give this painting to you."
Ye Qingyun said immediately.
Meng Youran was overjoyed.
"Thank you Mr. Ye!"
He quickly put the painting away.
He looked like he had found a treasure.
Ye Qingyun smiled helplessly.
It seems that even if I don't do anything in the future, I can support myself just by selling paintings.
Ye Qingyun promised to give Meng Youran ten paintings.
And if he had drawn it himself.
If you promise something to someone, you have to keep it.
The first painting is finally completed.
Next is the second picture.
Ye Qingyun thought for a moment and then began to draw the second painting.
Meng Youran stood by the side with an expectant look on her face, feeling very excited.
"Although the plan in Datang has been shelved, if I can get paintings from Ye Gaoren this time, it will be a big gain."
With such thoughts in mind, Meng Youran has always been in a good mood.
soon.
The second painting is also completed.
Even faster than the first painting.
The two looked intently.
Um?
A sword?
Ye Qingyun indeed only drew one sword.
Meng Youran recognized it at a glance. Isn't this painting the Ten Thousand Gods Sword?
Although Shen Tianhua didn't know what kind of sword it was, he could still feel the sharp sword energy coming from the painting.
The strength of this sword energy made Shen Tianhua feel tense all over, and he instinctively wanted to use his spiritual energy to resist it.
Meng Youran's feelings were even clearer.
Because this sword energy is exactly the same as the Ten Thousand Gods Sword.
Even more powerful than the Ten Thousand God Sword.
You know, this is just a painting.
But the sword energy contained in the painting surpasses the real Ten Thousand Gods Sword.
This is simply incredible.
Meng Youran couldn't help but reach out and touch the drawing paper.
Buzz!!!
All of a sudden.
The image of a sword appeared in Meng Youran's mind.
All-god sword!
"This is!!!"
Meng Youran was shocked.
He actually understood the meaning of the Ten Thousand Gods Sword in an instant.
Once it is used, it is as if one has mastered the Ten Thousand Gods Sword.
Although it is not a real Ten Thousand God Sword, its power is not weaker than the real Ten Thousand God Sword.
Even because it is the will of a sword, there is still room for improvement.
This is amazing.
Meng Youran was completely convinced.
This is simply like a god-like method.
A painting!
This allows people to understand such a powerful sword intention.
So shocking.
Meng Youran really didn't know what to say.
He was so excited.
So much so that when he opens his mouth, his words are almost incoherent.
When Meng Youran thought about it, the reason why Ye Qingyun painted such a painting was because he felt that Ye Qingyun had ruined his plan, so he painted such a painting as compensation.
"Master Ye, there is no need to draw any more!"
Meng Youran said suddenly.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
"What's wrong? Do you think my painting is not good?"
Meng Youran waved her hands repeatedly.
"No no no!"
"Two paintings are enough. It's really enough. I don't dare to ask for Mr. Ye's paintings anymore!"
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
"No, I promised you to paint ten paintings, but these are only two paintings. How can you do that?"
Meng Youran smiled bitterly.
"Then let's paint another one. Three paintings are really enough!"
He really didn't dare to let Ye Qingyun draw anymore.
If we continue to paint these ten paintings, the value of these ten paintings will be simply unimaginable.
Meng Youran didn't dare to owe such a big favor.
I really can't afford it.
"Oh well."
Ye Qingyun didn't force it.
Three paintings are also good.
You can also save some energy yourself.
At that moment, Ye Qingyun was full of energy.
I have also finished the third painting.
In this third painting, Ye Qingyun also became serious.
I thought about it carefully.
"alright!"
Ye Qingyun waved his hand and put down the brush in his hand.
The two of them took a closer look.
All of them had their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
What did Ye Qingyun draw?
He drew a dragon!
A five-clawed golden dragon rises up and flies into the sky!
The lifelike dragon appears on the paper.
It seems that the next moment, this dragon will take off from the drawing paper.
Rolling Dragon Power!
The two of them were so shocked that they could hardly breathe.
The two of them were in a trance, really thinking that there was a dragon lying here.
There even seemed to be a sound of dragon roaring in my ears.
Real dragon portrait!
This is a genuine portrait of a real dragon!
But the real dragon has long since disappeared, and no one in the world has ever seen a real dragon.
No real dragon!
It is impossible to describe the charm of a real dragon.
As for the painting painted by Ye Qingyun, the real dragon is full of majesty and is definitely not imagined out of thin air.
This is a painting that could only be drawn by someone who has seen a real dragon.