The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 348, the painting is perfect

Everything is like a dream and nothingness, and what happened in front of me is too shocking, and it is impossible to guard against it.

Molong hovered in the sky like life, and finally disappeared.
Dream bubbles, like myths reappearing.

Already, the Jinghong Youlong above the nine heavens is no longer visible.

Lai Xinghui said dully.

"The sparrow knows the great swan, but the swan, how did it ever know the startling dragon that lives above the nine heavens?"

Everyone outside exploded, and the ink dragon in this painting became a life, hovering in the sky.

This is a real miracle, there really is something in this Taoist temple!

Those who were originally pilgrims flooded in all of a sudden, and the pious ones could no longer be pious. Although the painters brought by Master Lai wanted to come in and worship this Taoist temple, but thinking about the behavior just now, They all ran away quickly, asking the Bodhisattva to bless them, for fear of Li Yu's revenge.
Only a small number of those who maintain a neutral attitude dare to come in.

Li Yu ignored them whose attitudes had changed drastically, but looked at Mo Long above the nine heavens with a deep expression.

Damn, he hasn't left yet!
"Waiting online, I'm in a hurry, what if the drawing is perfect." Li Yu complained with a dazed face: "Don't say you didn't expect it, I didn't expect it myself, I would turn into an ink dragon. "

Li Yu knew that it was his resonance skill that was causing the trouble, but when the resonance skill was reflected in the sound of the piano, it was the end of the piano and the resonance.

The painting was finished by myself, and the ink dragon waved up, and it didn't intend to dissipate at all, like a husky soaring above the nine heavens, a wave in the waves, happier than anyone else.
"Host, resonance is the way to resonate with nature, and it is the supernatural power of the [Wood] genus. To some extent, it is the same kind of skill as the natural growth of the little tree spirit Li Huan." The system paused and said: "Host Do you know the magic brush Ma Liang?"

"Of course I know. In fact, I was thinking about this allusion just now." Li Yu nodded and said, his writing was perfect, exactly the same as Ma Liang.

"Yes, the power of resonance is similar to that of Ma Liang. The pen and painting are just the carrier. What really makes the painting move is the purest power from nature. Everything has animism, and resonance is the spirit endowed by man-made absorption. There are strengths and weaknesses, but this time the spirit attached to Molong is too strong, in addition to becoming a [spirit], he may also become a spirit, a demon spirit, and a life."

Li Yu: "."

The corner of Li Yu's mouth twitched and muttered.

"That's really troublesome in every sense."

Li Yu never thought that one day he would create life. He originally thought that this matter would only happen on the wedding night.

At this time, Li Yu shook his head. Don't worry about him now. The current Molong is just carrying the will on the painting and instinctively soaring above the nine heavens. If something called himself is produced, he will fly from the sky Come down now.

As time passed, the number of pilgrims also decreased a lot. At seven o'clock in the evening, when the Taoist temple was closed, the number of pilgrims was completely empty.

Only two people did not leave, one was Zhang Shao and the other was Lai Xinghui.

Zhang Shao's expression was complicated, and Lai Xinghui's was even more complicated. Looking at Li Yu's expression was a struggle.

"The Taoist temple is about to close. Please go back, two laymen." Li Yu said calmly.

After a while, Lai Xinghui said with a complicated face, "How did you do it?"

"Pindao can do quite a lot." Li Yu said after a pause.

Lai Xinghui seemed to know the answer, and finally took a deep breath and said.

"I lost."

"There is no victory or defeat." Li Yu paused and said: "From the beginning, Pindao didn't regard this as a competition, at best it was an opportunity to express his emotions."

Lai Xinghui knew that Li Yu was not lying, and the expression on his face became even more bitter.

The person in front of him didn't regard himself as an opponent at all.

No wonder, Lai Xinghui felt that if he could draw such a picture, how could he be regarded as an opponent.

"The master is a wandering dragon above the nine heavens, and this old man is ashamed of himself." Lai Xinghui said after a moment of silence: "After I calmed down just now, I found out that there are some problems with my son's paintings. His previous paintings were not like this."

Li Yu's mouth twitched.

This old man's character, in the countryside, is stubborn and elbows, and he has already discovered the problem, so he has to argue again first.

Lai Xinghui lowered his head and said.

"I'm really old. I have to admit that time has taken away a lot of things from me, such as my judgment and my sanity. As for our painters, everyone has their own aura and their own way of painting. Each painting has a feeling of its own.”

Li Yu nodded, Lai Xinghui's paintings belonged to the kind of madness with arrogance, no matter what kind of painting he painted, it would revolve around madness and arrogance.

Just as life is unique, so is the painter.

"I noticed my son's recent painting, and there is nothing unique to him. I can be sure that the painting was not drawn by my son." Lai Xinghui paused and said: "At least not by this son now."

"Master, you have great powers. You must know why my son became like this. I don't want my son to paint like that again. He has his own paintings and his own way. I don't want my son to ruin his way." , draw those empty and temperamental things.” Lai Xinghui took out his paintings with a complicated face, and Honghu and Chiffin said: “This is my peak work in recent years. Although it is not as good as the master’s paintings, it is still in the market. It can be very recognized, especially today's painting, or my pinnacle work in recent years. Is it feasible to use this painting in exchange for the master helping my son?"

Speaking of which, Lai Xinghui gave another wry smile, the pinnacle of his work in recent years is not as good as a splash of ink and wandering dragons, I really feel ashamed that it is not as good as
"Elder-in-law, this." Zhang Shao was a little surprised. He didn't expect his father-in-law to give away the painting. This is a painting for a suite in the imperial capital. Many dignitaries want to buy it depending on his mood. Now they just give it away like this?

Li Yu originally wanted to refuse, how could he be the kind of person who covets famous paintings?
"Poverty is not that kind"

However, Xiao Hei suddenly appeared on Li Yu's shoulder with a mobile phone in his mouth. There was a Baidu entry of Lai Xinghui on the mobile phone. Below the entry was the previous auction price of Lai Xinghui's paintings.
After a moment of silence, Li Yu nodded lightly, took the painting, and put it away on the spot.

"Forget it, Pindao probably knows something about your son's situation. He originally wanted to wait for him to figure it out and come to find me. Now that you say it like this, Pindao also knows about it."

(End of this chapter)