Zhou Qingfeng temporarily rented a house in Tianyang City, briefly decorated it and moved in as his foothold in the city. After receiving the ink painting, he moved it home and opened the space-time door to transport it to another world.
Inside the temple of the goddess.
Hundreds of high-definition images of the goddess were stacked in a large photo frame. A scroll of a 'magic trick' scene was torn open, and arcane power acted on the photo frame - the scroll came from a previous transaction with the old hag.
'Magic Trick' is the lowest form of arcane magic. Zhou Qingfeng has always thought that this arcane magic can only be used to perform magic tricks. But Xili reminded him that even magic tricks can create extraordinary things as long as they are used well.
effect.
With just a little magic, the ink drawings in the photo frame will turn pages automatically. The goddess of life shows off a charming and dynamic smile - either charming, gentle and charming, or mature and sexy. The picture is extremely delicate, and the clarity is as if a real person is present.
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The ink painting has a unique and simple style, with a blooming effect. The ten-second picture is a short story about a goddess breaking the ice with her smile and influencing the world. Angelis is no longer an unapproachable and aloof god, but an amiable and approachable one.
's family.
These ten seconds may seem ordinary but not simple, and people who see it for the first time will be absolutely amazed. Xili was extremely happy after seeing it, "This kind of painting seems simple, but it has never happened before."
We elves are good at using thick oil paints to draw gorgeous patterns, and have been steeped in complex and varied techniques for thousands of years. But there are really few people who are so simple as to only use black ink to paint. And this ink painting can actually move, which is so novel.
Master, is there anything else you can't do?"
"It won't work if I want to give birth to a child." Zhou Qingfeng held the dynamic photo frame that he worked hard for for more than a month, walked to the statue of Angelis, and said to himself with joy and anxiety: "
I hope the goddess likes it."
The temple still looks dilapidated and unchanged.
Zhou Qingfeng and Xili called the holy name of the Elf Goddess of Life again, and a door of light appeared. The photo frame was sent behind the door and disappeared in a ball of light.
Zhou Qingfeng was waiting in front of the light door, like a single man who confessed his love to the goddess but had not yet received a reply. He was afraid that the goddess would not respond, and he was also afraid that the other party would reject him, so he was worried about gain and loss.
After just waiting for a few seconds, the light door was still there and nothing happened. Zhou Qingfeng's heart sank, something was wrong - behind the light door was the Kingdom of God. After praying, the gods responded very sensitively.
Xili was also full of hope, feeling that the dynamic portrait would definitely impress the goddess, but..., "Master, that photo frame is very good, and your creativity is also very spiritual. I have never seen anything like it.
But the goddess has existed for tens of thousands of years, and countless elves worship her and worship her. She may have seen ink animation a long time ago, but this does not mean that you are not good at it. Don't be too sad, it doesn't matter to me whether you can save it or not.
After all, I am an abandoned elf."
Xili's personality is more sensitive than Zhou Qingfeng's, and she will simply retreat when she encounters any setbacks.
But..., why?
The dynamic images I make are definitely unique from another world.
This is a work full of confidence, but why has there been no response?
Zhou Qingfeng's heart felt cold. He had worked hard but got nothing. This feeling was not pleasant. He turned his head sharply and said stiffly: "Stop talking. Let me think about it and do a better one. I don't believe it. I know him."
There is nothing beyond this world."
Hilly was silent for a while and whispered: "Master, it is impossible to guess a woman's mind, and the same goes for the goddess. How can we mortals know what the gods like? Otherwise, forget it. We just need to move forward directly,
Then you can escape from this canyon."
"No. I just have my persistence. Let me try again." Zhou Qingfeng was emotionally unstable, angry, and a little stubborn. "There is enough time here for me to waste."
After more than a month in the real world, Zhou Qingfeng also returned to other worlds several times. Teachers and students at Tianyang Academy of Fine Arts were painting goddesses. He also learned sketching in that atmosphere, and he learned quite quickly.
Because of the special environment of the Bloodstream Canyon, time and space are distorted and time is stretched. Zhou Qingfeng has actually stayed in this unique space for more than a year. During this long time, he visited both the inside and outside of the closed temple.
This was once the place where demons and elves had their final battle, and it was severely destroyed. But even so, there were still many things on the abandoned battlefield. For example, the remaining elven artworks were all transported to the real world by Zhou Qingfeng as a collection.
One side of the temple was also arranged as a painting corner. Zhou Qingfeng moved a large drawing board from reality. A few charcoal pencils were casually thrown under the drawing board. When he had nothing to do, he walked around the abandoned temple and copied at will.
scenery.
Broken stone pillars, broken statues, and even broken bones, of course, the most common ones are Angelis that can be seen everywhere in the temple. On the drawing board is a sketch by Zhou Qingfeng, a picture of the goddess bathing - a game that soothes the mood.
On the canvas, a mountain spring flows down, and Angelis' figure in the water is enchanting, calm and elegant. The simple lines reveal the perfect curves of the goddess. Although simple, it is still quite eye-catching.
This is the result of Zhou Qingfeng's painting studies in the temple for more than a year. There is no goddess as a model, so he relies entirely on imagination and brainstorming to draw. He learned it from scratch, with no intention of becoming a painting master, just to pass the time.
But in the real world, after more than a month of investment and hard work, everyone will be frustrated and angry. Zhou Qingfeng fully thought that his creativity and hard work would at least get some reward, but he did not expect to get nothing.
Although Xili comforted him, Zhou Qingfeng felt irritable when he thought about how long it would take for him to work hard before he could succeed, and how long it would take for him to escape from the blood flow canyon. He stretched out his hand to tear off the sketch canvas, crush it, tear it up, and throw it away.
But when he raised his hand to grab it, his fingers had just opened. A voice came from behind Zhou Qingfeng... "Human, stop! Who allows you to destroy my portrait? Even if it is painted by you.
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Hey... who is talking? This destroyed canyon and temple were completely silent. Zhou Qingfeng had been wandering around for more than a year without seeing a living thing, not even a ghost. He was so frightened that he hurriedly
I turned around, but there was no one behind me.
The shout changed position and came from behind him again, "Human, you can't look directly at me. Turn around and look at the canvas."
What's going on?
Zhou Qingfeng was stunned again and again, turning his head stiffly. On the canvas was a goddess taking a bath, naked and naked. This painting was a bit disrespectful.
A white and slender hand with a delicate fragrance stretched out from the back of his neck, pointed at the position of his chest on the canvas and said: "You painted it wrong here, mine... is bigger."