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The moment Yan Chu wrote, he activated the skill specialization.

He didn't need to spend any thought at all, and his hands moved involuntarily.

The tip of the pen roams quickly on the paper without stopping for a moment, sometimes eloquently, sometimes cautiously!

Yan Chu also revealed a style of everyone, and he even rolled up the breeze around him intentionally or unintentionally.

The breeze blew the clothes and the leaves of the willow trees in the small courtyard, but did not dare to blow half of the rice paper on the table, as if he was afraid of disturbing Yan Chu's painting.

Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Yi also quieted down, staring blankly at Yan Chu's painting.

It seems that watching him paint is a kind of art, a kind of enjoyment.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chu lifted the pen, as if the wonderful music came to an abrupt end, and everyone woke up suddenly, only to find that Yan Chu had finished painting.

"What did you draw?" Qianji Yuge couldn't help asking.

Yan Chu smiled slightly, put down the pen, and picked up the rice paper.

"This painting is called "Spring Breeze Wine Cup"!"

In Yan Chu's painting, there is a simple painting of landscapes, a welcoming pine stands in the lower left corner, a literati is drinking happily under the tree, and a leisurely white crane is on the opposite side.

The whole painting is extremely natural, revealing a dashing, yet firework atmosphere!

Gongsun Yi looked at it and couldn't help but stare blankly.

Compared with this painting, what he just made is really worthless!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Gongsun Yi would never have believed that Yan Chu could draw such a painting!

"This...this..." Gongsun Yi was speechless after a long time.

Qianji Yuge couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa Gongsun, the two of you... Who is the better one?"

In fact, she already felt that Yan Chu's paintings were better, but she couldn't bear to hit Gongsun Yi in the face.

Gongsun Yi sighed deeply: "His good."

Although the tone is full of unwillingness, it is also very happy to admit.

"Assignment."

Yan Chu put down the painting, feeling proud.

This "Spring Breeze Wine Cup" is the work of Tang Bohu, a talented man in the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that at an auction that year, the price of 72 million US dollars was also auctioned.

Yan Chu had inadvertently seen the photo of this painting in the past. After acquiring the painting skills, the memory picture of the past became extremely clear, and he drew it easily.

At this moment, the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Gongsun Yi conceded defeat. According to what he just said, he was afraid to call Yan Chu grandpa.

Qianji Yuge was also very embarrassed. In fact, it was embarrassing to call her grandfather. If she didn't shout, it would be even more embarrassing. She didn't even know how to speak to let Gongsun Yi step down.

At this time, Yan Chu suddenly said:

"Master, in fact, the younger generation still has a painting in his heart, and he wants to paint it."

"You draw." Gongsun Yi said without hesitation.

He wanted to see what else Yan Chu could draw.

Yan Chu changed the rice paper again, picked up the pen again, and started painting!

This time, his writing style is wide open, the tip of the pen is like a dragon, and he swayes freely on the rice paper!

Qianji Yuge suddenly discovered that there was actually a golden light emanating from Yan Chu's feet!

"Grandpa Gongsun, look, what is that?" Qianji Yuge said quickly.

Jin Guang burst out along Yan Chu's body, and actually formed a phantom behind him!

Gongsun Yi took a closer look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"This is... this is a painting fairy?!"

Legend has it that after the level of painting reaches the level of immortals, every time there are immortal paintings in the world, there will be phantoms of immortal paintings!

And behind Yan Chu at this time is the phantom of Huaxian!

Gongsun Yi admitted that Yan Chu was very good at painting, but he never thought that Yan Chu could draw fairy paintings!

With the blessing of Huaxian Xuying, Yan Chu painted more smoothly.

A few minutes later, Yan Chu put down his pen and took a deep breath.

"It's painted."

This time, Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Yi ran forward to check.

This is fairy painting!

What exactly did you draw? !

I saw on the rice paper, a five-clawed golden dragon lifelike, tossing freely among the auspicious clouds!

Although the painting is still, what the two see seems to be a living thing.

"This painting is almost indistinguishable from the real thing..." Gongsun Yi said numbly, "But why, such a lifelike dragon, has no eyes?"

Qianji Yuge also noticed this, the dragon in the painting is very imposing, like a living creature, but because of the lack of eyes, it has a huge flaw.

Because of the lack of these eyes, it seems that this fairy painting is not as good as the "Spring Breeze Wine Cup" painted by Yan Chu just now.

Hearing the doubts of the two, Yan Chu said with a smile:

"Why do you think this painting is a fairy painting?"

The two shook their heads blankly, even for Gongsun Yi, this problem was beyond his understanding.

Seeing that the two could not answer, Yan Chu decided to simply show it to them.

I saw him pick up the pen, and in the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon, he clicked two dots.

The finishing touch!

Just as his pen left the drawing paper, there was a thrilling dragon roar in the painting!

Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Ce were scared back several steps on the spot.

The dragon in the painting actually started to writhe!

"Painting... came back to life?" Gongsun Yi was shocked, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

The dragon in the painting tossed a few times, and actually got out of the painting, uttered a dragon's roar again, and then swayed up, directly into the clouds in the sky, and soon disappeared!

"This……"

Qianji Yuge also opened his mouth in surprise.

Yan Chu looked at the drawing paper that had turned into white paper again, and said lightly, "Lord Qianji, as I said, I only know a little bit about painting."

Qianji Yuge smiled ashamed.

This is also called a little bit?

This is a million dots, right?

Being humble is real modesty.

Your humility is going too far!

Gongsun Yi took a deep breath, walked silently in front of Yan Chu, and put his hands on his shoulders.

"Grandpa." Gongsun Yi suddenly shouted.

Yan Chu laughed and waved his hand quickly: "The old man really broke me, I have to call you grandpa too, otherwise I will lose my life!"

Gongsun Yi said angrily: "Sect Master Yan, don't say that. With your painting skills, let me worship you as a teacher. I'm terrified!"

"Then our relationship...?"

"If you don't dislike it, let's be friends with each other and become brothers from today. You are the brother, and I am the younger brother, how about that?" Gongsun Yi said very seriously.