Chapter 143 Thunder

If you want to talk about painting horses, Mr. Xu Beihong's horse, that's need to say.

How many precious things have you gained on the earth? There are also a lot of Mr. Xu's running map.

Le Xiaobai's vassal elegance is to the extreme. He copied and copied the painting every day. In fact, in the opinion of Begging, he just wants to be a fake to deceive people. However, Le Xiaobai has been working hard for several years, but today he is fully played by Don't begging, and his skills are shocked on the spot.

On the huge drawing paper three feet long and one foot wide, don't beg to splash ink with a large pen with the thickness of an adult's arm, and seven different kinds of running horses leap on the paper. The muscles and bones around the horse were strong, his eyes seemed to be shining, and there seemed to be strength in his nostrils. A lively and powerful livelihood came to his face, as if he was about to jump down from the drawing paper. Just use thick and light ink to draw seven horses that give people a colorful feeling. This skill can no longer be described as a skill, but almost the way.

With the power of the golden elixir, a wisp of spiritual knowledge is printed into the seven horses in the painting, which has the touching effect of this painting paper.

When several young people in white robes carefully propped up the running horse map with poles, they showed to thousands of people around them that the uncontrollable exclamation was like a flat thunder, which shook the water waves around them up and down. Some slightly older literary students also knew the goods. They looked at the seven horses on the drawing paper in a daze, suddenly shed tears, and then beat their chests and feet, crying and howled.

They have been immersed in the way of Danqing for decades, and what they get is not as good as begging a teenager who is not yet weak. How can they bear this?

Princess Le is like a proud little peacock. She stood beside Bu Begging with her hands on her waist, proudly raised her delicate little chin, and hummed several times to the pale-faced Yu Qianqian. The three styles are very different from the popular poems of the Dayan Dynasty, but the fresh, refined, beautiful and beautiful words, coupled with this pair of powerful running horse pictures, she has earned enough face!

In the past years, I was overwhelmed by Yu Qianqian every time, but because of one breath, I still have to appear in the poetry and painting meetings every year. I can't show my weakness to Yu Qianqian! Fortunately, don't beg this year, and the face you lost before has been recovered.

He twisted his waist proudly and threw the huge skirt into a ball of green flowers. Princess Le smiled proudly and said, "Who else came up to compare painting with the Marquis of Tianyun? I offer a reward here. If I can win the Marquis of Tianyun, I can also let him accompany me on a trip for three days. Ha ha ha!" Speaking of pride, Princess Pang Le couldn't help laughing. It's just that she was so excited that the laughter suddenly split her voice, and the extremely sharp and loud laughter shocked her.

The five-color divine light slowly stretched behind Princess Huanle. Because she was in a good mood, the five-color divine light behind Princess Huanle became distinct today, like five long rainbows gushing out from behind her and rising to a height of a hundred feet. The surrounding river became as flat as a mirror, but under the water as smooth as egg white, there were countless small whirlpools the size of palms, just like the mood of Princess Le at this moment.

Yu Qianqian looked at the magnificent running horse picture, and her face changed for a while. It took a long time for her to squeeze out a smile and said to Don't beg, "Don't be a marquis is really a big deal. This running horse map is also bold, but it is not too exquisite.

The five-color god light behind Princess Le restrained and suddenly turned into a group of five-color chaos. She was like a little hen whose feathers had been pulled out, and she was so angry that she was about to come forward with the theory of Yu Qianqian. Not exquisite enough? Not exquisite enough? Your title is a running horse map, not a flea map!

Don't beg to hold Princess Kuanle. He looked at Yu Qianqian with shining eyes and smiled indifferently, "Isn't it exquisite enough? Yes, this horse is so bold and powerful that only we men who kill and set fire can appreciate it. Of course, the delicate young lady raised in the flower vine like Miss Yuqianqian does not understand this kind of heroic pride. Well, if you want to be exquisite, don't beg for it here too!"

laughed a few times and asked the maid on the wooden platform to lay out a good white brocade. Don't beg for a set of small brushes and various red pigments. He mixed the color himself, then twisted up a thin pen and painted on the brocade.

For exquisite paintings, gorgeous paintings, and so that Yu Qianqian can't pick out any thorny paintings, there is no other choice but Song Huizong's rare bird paintings. Like Mr. Xu's running horse map, there are several rare bird pictures of Song Huizong in the sky exchange gate. Le Xiaobai has also copied thousands of times, and all the strokes and so on have almost become his instinct. Don't beg just to draw the gourd as it is. With the good control of the Jindan immortals over the body, he copied a rare bird picture in just half an hour like a laser copier.

A brocade chicken with gorgeous feathers and vivid expression stood on the head of a flower branch. The whole brush was neat and meticulous, and the color was gorgeous, full of a strong luxurious atmosphere of the court. When several young people in white robes hung up the rare bird picture with poles, there was a landslide-like exclamation again on the wooden platform, and some people staggered forward, eager to get their bodies into the painting. Thousands of people rushed forward one after another, and the order on the wooden platform was immediately chaotic.

Princess Le's eyes were stared, and the five-colored light behind her was rolled. When the huge force was about to come to the ground, the young people in white robes pushed back one after another. She scolded sharply, "What's the hurry? What's the mess? This painting is all from this palace. Who dares to break it and wrinkle it a little, hum!" The little hand pointed to the surface of the river, and a thick thunder light from the mouth of the bowl fell on the surface of the river with an ear-shaming roar. The river was blown out of a large pit with a radius of dozens of feet, and the waves rolled up dozens of feet high.

No one dares to move randomly on the wooden platform. Everyone held their breath and looked at the two paintings in front of them quietly, and some people whispered and said not to beg for the three poems. Whether it's poetry or Danqing picture scroll, Don't beg will hit them speechless.

Yu Qianqian looked at the two pictures with completely different styles. One of them blushed, white, white and blue, and her body kept shivering. After a long time, she couldn't speak. After staying for half a quarter of an hour, Yu Qianqian turned her head and stared at Don't beg. Don't beg hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sister Yu, don't ask me about classics or anything like that. Don't beg is a rural savage. Just ask me to read a few crooked words and write a few beasts. If you want me to say anything about the articles governing the country and the classics of managing the world, don't beg.

With a fist, don't beg and pull the smiling princess to the ferry. If it weren't for the sake of Princess Le's face, don't beg for it to be too lazy to fool around with these groups of fools who eat too much and feel uncomfortable here. He just drew his sword and cut dozens of living people, and there are still a large number of essences of golden elixir immortals in the meridians that have not been absorbed. He is very free to pretend to be gentle and romantic here to play with this group of princes and grandchildren who are full of food and have nothing to do all day long?

Yu Qianqian was stunned and was about to stop her. Don't beg, but Don't beg has blocked all her excuses.

As he said it himself, he would say a few crooked words and a few beasts, and asked him to do articles governing the country's economy and world affairs. He is a rural savage, he can't! First, he showed his face, and then blocked all the ways to make things difficult for him. Don't beg for this. It's a slap in the face. Your poems, such Danqing, all say that you are rural savages, the "literary Shunyan" at the top of the thousands of Yan Dynasty present. Where do you put them?

Gritting his teeth, Yu Qianqian stamped her feet and said, "Don't be a marquis, I don't know which master you are a teacher?"

Don't beg to say that you are a rural savage, but Yu Qianqian doesn't believe it. She must ask about the inheritance of his poetry. She lost face in front of Begging today. In the future, she will also let her father and grandfather come out in person to find this scene on the head of the master who is not begging.

Don't beg and pull the high-headed Princess Po Le to leave the wooden platform and set foot on the ferry. He sneered and said, "Which master is the teacher? My master is a martial artist who can only kill and set fire. He has been killed in Mengshan for a long time, but he is not a master. Princess Le hurriedly gestured to ask Bai Zhuer and Bai Zhuer to take people to roll up the two pictures and bring them back to the palace.

Looking back and smiling at Yu Qianqian, don't beg and laugh, "I'm afraid Sister Yu doesn't know where Mengshan is?" Go to the wind patrol department to check, that's all the origins of the marquis are all in it, all of them! Don't send it, just check it yourself.

Yu Qianqian rushed to the side of the ferry in a few steps. She shouted sharply, "Why did the lord bully me so much? With your poetry and Danqing's skills, which martial artist can teach you? If such a handsome figure as the marquis can be taught by a martial artist, aren't we all jokes?

After meditating for a moment, look at so many young people in white robes staring at themselves on the wooden platform. Don't beg for a long voice and say, "That's all. I'll teach you to be good today. You can't build a car behind closed doors. This poem is nothing more than the perception of the human heart; this Danqing is nothing more than a projection of heaven and earth. The world is easy to refine the heart, and the world is a good pottery god. To make good poetry and draw good Danqing ink, it is impossible under the skirt of women's skirts! Master's World! It's enough to remember these four words!"

'Shifa heaven and earth, four words come out, many young people in white robes on the wooden platform, including Shangguan Yuhen, are far away to bow to the long body.

Only Yu Qianqian's face is as green as a vegetable melon. Don't beg is to slap her more than a dozen times directly in the face, making her heart and lungs tremble, and she hardly have the face to see anyone.

She stared at Don't beg, gritted her teeth and shouted in a low voice, "What a don't beg, don't be a marquis. With a little talent, how dare you bully people like this.

Yan Yan looked at the proud Princess Kuan Le, and Yu Qianqian said in a low voice, "What a Princess Kuan Le. Do you really think the princess's identity is great? Wait, today's humiliation, I must return it to you ten times a hundred times!"

Bai Zhuer took people to pack up the picture scroll and laughed all the way. Don't beg the group to rush back to Jidu.

It was more than ten miles away from Jidu. A dark wall on the horizon was seen in front of him. Suddenly, he heard the thunder in the sky. The wall of Jidu suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and a huge light mask shining with countless runes enveloped the whole thistle.

Then I saw the gate of Jidu facing this side burst open, and a group of people rushed out of the city with a crazy evil spirit.

There were countless shouts and killings around, and the 20 phalanx outside the city were neatly arranged, which were tens of thousands of people from the 20 blood swallow army. Twenty phalanxes dispersed in four directions, and then merged inward, trapping the team that rushed out of the city firmly in the battle.

Over the city, hundreds of figures shuttled back and forth, and countless swords, thunder and magic weapons flew all over the sky, causing the ground to tremble.

Don't beg to be stunned. Is this a rebellion or something?

Princess Le screamed, and the five-colored light behind her flew straight to the city.