Chapter 753 Fighting Painting

Zhao Di's fierce questioning attracted the attention of many people. Many monks in the city gathered here and looked at Zhao Di and the old man selling paintings from afar.

Some of these bystanders are smiling with gloating smiles, waiting for the strange-tempered old man to suffer a big loss; some monks are worried for fear of affecting their own safety.

Relatively speaking, the former is more. It seems that this old man who sells paintings has a bad temper and the way of selling paintings is also very strange, which is quite annoying.

"Haha! The senior said it well. If he didn't teach the old man a lesson, he didn't know how to do business! A hundred pieces of the best spiritual stone, old man Ye, you really dare to say it!" The man in the piano room had come out, took the opportunity to fall into the well, and made fun of the old man loudly.

The old man stared at the man nicknamed "Qin Jue" with hatred, then turned his head, smiled at Zhao Di with a smile on his face, and said in a helpless tone, "Well, the younger generation's picture scroll is priceless. The best spiritual stone is valuable, but it is valuable! If you exchange the price for the price, the seniors will not suffer! A hundred pieces of the best spirit stone, really can't be less!"

After saying this, some bystanders who had a slight good impression on the old man and stayed on the island for many days suddenly frowned and secretly sweated for the old man!

Zhao Di smiled angrily, snorted softly in his nose, and said, "Three picture scrolls require a hundred best spiritual stones. If you buy all these dozens of picture scrolls, I don't know how many spiritual stones you need?"

"Buy it all? This junior will never sell it. Even if you give the junior a whole of the best spirit stone vein, the junior will be reluctant to take action!" The old man looked straight and shook his head, as if someone really wanted to coil all his pictures.

"So that's it! But I just want to take a few pictures, but there are not enough spiritual stones. What do you think we should do? Zhao Di said with the corners of his mouth tilted, holding his hands on his chest and making a look of helplessness.

The old man suddenly frowned. After all, the other party was a senior in the refining period, but he did not dare to drive the other party away. "Well, okay. As long as the senior can draw a real dragon picture scroll, which is better than any of these picture scrolls of the younger generation, the younger generation can give these masterpieces to the seniors for free!" The old man finally came up with a plan.

"Ye Gong is really cunning!" After hearing Mr. Ye's proposal, the tea shopkeeper in the distance said to himself, "This senior must not be good at the way of Danqing, otherwise he would not like Mr. Ye's picture!"

"That's a good idea!" Zhao Di smiled, nodded and agreed to the old man's plan, and then said with the corners of his mouth upturned, "However, the quality of this picture is that the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wisdom. We still need to find a notary to judge. Why don't you choose this Taoist friend!"

With that, Zhao Di pointed to him not far away. It was not someone else, but the "Qin Jue" monk.

"Deared by the seniors, the juniors will definitely rule impartially!" Qin Jue bowed happily and said.

"No way!" Old Ye said categorically, "This man has always been against the younger generation! Even the graffiti of a three-year-old child is better than the younger generation in the eyes of this person!"

"The friend said who asked to decide! Taoist friends can't participate in the competition and be the adjudicator!" Zhao Di said with a dark face.

"It's unfair to ask anyone to adjudicate. After all, the senior's cultivation is higher, and the adjudicator will definitely favor the senior! In fact, there is no need for anyone to make a ruling at all. The picture scroll itself can be divided into high and low! After the senior's painting is made, it will be a fight with the younger generation's picture scroll, and the judgment will be made. It's absolutely fair!" The old man shook his head with a smile and said, with a winning look.

"Fight painting?" Zhao Di was surprised. This was the first time he had heard of it.

"Yes, it's just a fighting painting. I don't know if the seniors are willing to have a try!" The old man looked at Zhao Di and said expectantly.

"Good, that's it!" After meditating for a moment, Zhao Di readily agreed.

Since it is a "fighting painting", there must be no big fight. Except for Qin Jue's frown, the rest of the onlookers were very interested and gathered together one after another.

"Wonderful! What kind of Danqing do you want to serve? The old man said excitedly and took out seventeen or eighteen bottles and cans of different colors.

"I don't want any Danqing, just a blank picture scroll!" Zhao Di said with a slight smile.

"Oh? Do the seniors bring their own Danqing and are also fellow people? The old man was suddenly very interested, not only him, but also the bystanders showed their expectations.

"It should not be difficult to beat Old Ye!" Many people think so.

Zhao Di slowly unfolded this ten-sized blank scroll, stretched out his finger and flicked it gently. A trick was put into the scroll, so that it was fixed in the air in front of him and motionless.

Then, Zhao Di casually hit a trick into the air, and suddenly a blue spiritual light flashed, rolled like thin satin in the air, condensing the water vapor in the air into a transparent water mass about the size of a foot, floating beside Zhao Di.

"The art of rain! Even the monks in the refining period can use spells!" Everyone present recognized the origin of Zhao Di's spell.

After Zhao Di used this low-level spell, the five-color glow flashed in the sleeve robe, and an exquisite and unusual ruler and long rune pen flew out, which was ingested by Zhao Di's hand.

"The brush of the predecessor is a rare treasure!" The old man was stunned and looked at the five-color jade pen in Zhao Di's hand without blinking.

"Your vision is not bad, and you can see that this pen is extraordinary!" Zhao Di smiled faintly.

This five-color jade pen is refined by Zhao Di with several kinds of spiritual jade containing the attributes of five elements, such as ten thousand years of Yanyu. The material for refining the pen is the neck hair of a set of gold silk apes purchased by the Tobiyue Wu demon cultivation. After Zhao Di came to the spiritual world, it was naturally possible to re-operate his old career and try one or two on refining spiritual charms, so he refined this excellent-quality rune pen not long ago.

Zhao Di closed his eyes and was silent.

The people around immediately calmed down and did not dare to disturb the "inspiration" of the masterpiece's painting.

Zhao Di's mind was also immersed in imagination.

The pain of refining the blood of the ice dragon body for the first time, the feeling of dragon scales when stimulating the blood of the real dragon, and the power of the virtual shape of the real dragon, this scene slowly flashed in his divine consciousness.

In order to deepen this feeling, he even secretly stimulated the blood of the ice dragon in his body. Although there was no obvious change in the body surface under the extreme suppression, the unique temperament of the real dragon that stared at the world made Zhao Di's heart surging.

Every move and every move of the ice dragon's virtual shape was carefully tasted and studied by Zhao Di in his divine consciousness. After brewing for a long time, Zhao Di finally opened his eyes!

The five-color jade pen in Zhao Di's hand dipped it in the transparent water ball next to him, and then waved on the blank picture scroll like a dragon flying and a phoenix.

"Ah?" The crowd couldn't help bursting out with a cold breath.

"He, he actually painted with water? This..." The tea shopkeeper in the distance was so confused that he couldn't help looking at the people beside him. As a result, he also saw a face of confusion and doubt.

Old man Ye also frowned and stared at the jade pen and picture scroll waving by Zhao Di without blinking.

The paper is first-class, and the water stains on the jade pen disappeared for a moment. Although Zhao Di has been waving his pen cautiously, he frowned slightly from time to time and thought for a moment, but no one could see what he had painted!

Because above the picture scroll, it is still blank.

After half a column of incense, Zhao Di, who was meditating, suddenly raised his eyebrows, showing a happy smile. Then he put the jade pen in his hand somewhere, then looked at the picture scroll, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay!"

"All right?" Qin Jue asked doubtfully, "Do you dare to ask the senior what this painting is called?"

"Ice dragon lying in the snow!" Zhao Di said with a smile.

"Ice dragon lying in the snow? No wonder!" " Qin Jue suddenly realized.

Everyone immediately let out a sneer. The ice dragon lying in the snow was indeed a vast expanse of white, just like the blank picture in front of them.

"It's indeed an ice dragon lying in the snow! Good painting, good painting!" The old man Ye nodded repeatedly and couldn't help praising. His eyes tasted carefully on the blank picture scroll, without blinking at a glance, and even showed a little obsession.

Many people frowned and looked more carefully at the picture scroll. These are all monks who are not weak. The divine consciousness can detect the painting carefully, but still can't see any mystery, just a blank picture with dry water stains.

"Old man Ye, don't pretend. Can you see the mystery of this senior's masterpiece? Let's talk about it carefully!" A young monk in the later period of Huashen said to the old man disdainfully that from the young man's clothes, most of them were disciples of the island owner. Sailing Update Group Tyrannosaurus Rex provides "Yes, what's good about it? Ye Gong might as well guide me to wait for a moment or two." Someone immediately echoed. Obviously, many people thought that the old man was just making a mystery.

Old man Ye ignored everyone at all. He shook his head and nodded for a while. He was "addicted" to Zhao Di's picture scroll and kept muttering and praising.

"Yes, the ice dragon lying snow of the predecessor can be called the best, compared with the masterpiece of the junior, it is only a little worse!" The old man finally looked away from the blank picture scroll and bowed to Zhao Di.

"Can Taoist friends really see the beauty of this ice dragon lying in the snow?" Zhao Di asked softly, and there was also a trace of suspicion on his face.

"I know a little about one or two. The ice dragon of the predecessor has the shape of the god. It not only depicts the temperament and form of the ice dragon vividly, but also the cold power is peneable through the back of the paper!" With that, the old man reached out and gently stroked the surface of the blank picture scroll, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was feeling the "cold power" in it.

"It turns out that the senior is also my Taoist! The younger generation's cave is on this small island. The younger generation is willing to visit and discuss this way of Danqing with the younger generation. The younger generation still has some masterpieces, which are much better than those in the store!" Old man Ye looked at Zhao Di eagerly, his words were quite sincere, and he was a little less crazy than before.

"That's annoying!" Zhao Di arched his hand and agreed.

Old man Ye immediately looked overjoyed and suddenly said to the sloppy man, "Qin Jue Taoist friend, you look down on my masterpiece the most. Why don't you see it together?"