The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 443, The painting is moving
"The host confirms the construction of the painting room?"

"Okay, all built by virtue."

After all Ye Ning's workers left, Li Yu planned to build a painting studio directly by the system.

"According to the calculation, the host will pay 1000 points of merit, do you want to pay?"

"Pay."

1000 points of merit are paid.

A golden light fell, and next to the water mirror, a painting studio with a painting style similar to that of the Zangshu Pavilion stood up.

Build at the speed of light.

"Art collection room: The items in the room cannot be taken out, and people other than the host cannot arrange them. The basic functions are equivalent to the library, with daily automatic cleaning functions, automatic straightening functions, and automatic anti-theft functions."

The ink paintings that were originally on the ground flew up and flew into the painting room, like soldiers, neatly arranged in front of them.

Li Yu moved both the painting soul and the pen fairy to the painting room, because the painting soul itself should belong to the painting room, and the pen fairy always feels a little bit less interesting in the library pavilion.
After all, Zangshuge Zangshuge itself should be a place to keep quiet for reading. Although the existence of Bixian increases the flow of customers, it also restricts the pilgrims who want to read quietly in the library room, and sometimes they are suspected of putting the cart before the horse.

At this time, the painting soul, who was riding an ink dragon and wandering outside the painting with an ink rooster on his head, floated in front of Li Yu and said with a regretful expression.

"These paintings are godless. I thought that with so many paintings, there would be at least the same kind as me. I didn't expect that they were all dead things. It's a pity, a pity."

"If every painting had a god, then the world would have been in chaos." Li Yu complained, if ancient paintings were so easy to become fine, the world would have been in chaos.

The soul of painting falls from the ink dragon, with black and white ink special effects all over its body, it looks unusually charming, ethereal like a fairy.

If anyone in the entire Taoist temple is the most like a fairy painting style, Li Yu will definitely vote for the painting soul.

"These paintings are different from mine. They have experienced the baptism of time and have been contaminated with the aura between heaven and earth. But there are some things missing." The painting soul murmured: "There is no aura but no spirit."

"Can I understand what you said to mean that these are real ancient paintings, and they are all genuine."

Li Yu was surprised. I didn't expect the Ye family to be so decisive. It was really an ancient painting by all members, without any water mixed in.

Looks like it cost money.

"You are different from them. You have the right time, place, people and three-in-one, but they can't." Li Yu shook his head and said: "If you can have life after the scouring of time, become a spirit and become a monster, then this life is too simple some."

At this moment, Mo Long and Mo Chicken passed by forcefully
Well, Li Yu doesn't know what these two things are, and whether they count as life.

Most of the ink paintings in the studio are beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, high mountains overlooking, occasional fishing songs, and boating on the lake.

Painting Soul looked at these paintings and murmured.

"It doesn't have to be alive, at least it can make them more like a painting."

Black and white spiritual power gushes out from the sleeves of the painting soul, surrounds the painting room, and pours directly into these paintings.

Li Yu didn't know what the painting soul was going to do with these paintings, so he entered the painting room out of curiosity, and as soon as he entered the painting room, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"I'm going to go, there is still this kind of operation?"

"Yeah? When did this Yuqing Temple build a new project? I remember that there was no such thing when I came last week." A young and beautiful girl with a single ponytail and plain face looked at the marble bricks in front of her. "It's pretty grand."

"Build it in a week? What are you bragging about?" the thin young man next to him said lazily.

"What's the benefit of me bragging to you? I didn't have it when I came last week. Believe it or not." The little girl said to the white and thin young man, then looked at the plaque above her head and said, "The Tibetan studio didn't expect this rain." Chang actually built a painting studio!"

The little girl was indescribably excited like a little girl.

The thin young man looked at the excited little girl, and said angrily, "You seem to admire this bull-nosed man?"

"What an idiot, it's Daoist Yu, Master Yu! This is a real master! Fan Cheng, be careful what you say." The little girl pouted angrily.

"A real master, isn't he just a Taoist priest? What's the difference between him and a monk? They all rely on their glib tongue to cheat people out of incense and money." Fan Cheng said eccentrically, "The Supreme Heavenly Venerable, the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, and the layman of the poor Taoist temple, the spirit of heaven is black." , for fear of disaster, come to recharge a 998 package, which will cover you to solve the disaster~~ I think he is such a person."

"you"

"Other than having such a large piece of land is enviable, there is no big deal." Fan Cheng didn't hide his jealousy at all, looking at the Taoist temple with a huge area, he said, "What's the difference from ordinary rich second generations?" But I'm still very envious, I might not be able to buy this piece of land after a lifetime of hard work."

Looking at Fan Cheng, Ye Si showed disappointment visible to the naked eye, and then shook his head.

"How should I put it, ah, you are still too one-sided in seeing things. The master is not just a simple rich second generation like you said. He has talents that ordinary people can't match in a lifetime."

"His attainments in ink painting have impressed the long-established masters, and his attainments in guqin are also unique. Although the popularity among us ordinary people is not high, it has already spread crazy in certain circles." Ye Si said with a look of longing: "This is Master Yu's painting studio, there must be something different in it."

"Hehe, singing is better than singing. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come to the Taoist temple with you. I am so happy to go to the manga show with my brother to see Miss Sister. You were not like this before. You used to go to see Miss Sister with me. Yes." Fan Cheng muttered.

Saying that, Ye Si ignored him and went straight into the painting room.

Then he froze in front of the painting room with an expression of disbelief.

"What did you see? So shocked. By the way, can you understand ink painting? I heard that you need a high posture to understand it, so let's go to the comic exhibition." Fan Cheng said sourly while laughing at the big girl: "I don't know your level yet."

"You'll know if you come in and take a look."

"I don't understand anyway"

Fan Cheng muttered, but he still entered the painting room.

As soon as he came in, he was petrified by the scene in front of him, his face was dull, and he couldn't say anything.
"What is this? What is the latest 3D technology?"

Landscape ink painting, fishing boat fishing, fisherman's song and woodcutter are all vivid on the paper.

Water flow, high mountains, and cloud tops are like dynamic paintings.
Picture.

moving.

(End of this chapter)