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In fact, in Feng Zhulian's heart, there will be a breath of anger, which is the evaluation of her grandpa Zeng by later generations. She refused. Because others say that Wen Sheng is better than painting. In other words, Wen Sheng brought out the painting saint. Even directly, it was Wen Sheng who made the painting saint. Without Wensheng, there would be no painting.

Feng Zhu Lian never thought that his grandfather Zeng would be worse than Wen Sheng. Although others have always said that, if it were not for the paintings left by Grandpa Zeng, he and Wen Sheng had a very good relationship, and Feng Zhulian would certainly beg for his grandpa Zeng. Her temper was originally very competitive, and it was pretty good to be able to bear it. Therefore, in previous conversations with Chen Hebi, once it was mentioned that Wen Shengqiang, or Wen Sheng's greater role, she would definitely refute. Whether it is a picture of the eternal landscape or the picture of the gods, the ancients and the beasts, it is by no means that Wen Sheng is more powerful than painting. If Chen Hebi hadn't argued with her, she could refute them one by one.

Feng Zhulian’s thoughts about Tang Ye have become complicated because, as long as someone talks about Wen Sheng and painting saints, they only talk about Wen Sheng, painting saints seem to be useless, but now Tang Ye is talking about this. , But first affirmed the role of painting saints, and even said painting saints are stronger than Wen Sheng.

This immediately made Fengzhu Lian very satisfied. She has never tried it once. Among some older generations, or people with power, it is said that painting Saint is better than Saint Wen. For a long time, she was actually very embarrassed as a painter. If she hadn't really possessed the power of painting a saint a hundred years ago, perhaps others would not take it seriously. Just like a hundred years ago, until the end, it seems that there is no painting saint. What use is it? Therefore, not many people actually read the number of painting saints.

However, Tang Ye now regards this kind of contempt for painting saints as a kind of mysterious art that has been learned by painting saints, the art of loneliness.

What is the effect of the technique of loneliness? Many people don't understand, they think it's just a secret technique to keep oneself low-key, not to be noticed, and become a hermit. Isn't this funny? How could the technique of loneliness be like this, such an effect, as long as you hide it and don't have contact with people, after eight or ten years, wouldn't it be done?

The technique of loneliness is indeed a very powerful person who chooses to practice. The purpose of practice is to keep a low profile, yes, but not to keep others from knowing, but to make the powerful luck that you carry invisible. Or to weaken one's powerful aura to achieve a superb hiding effect.

This kind of ability, a hundred years ago, was actually very much desired by those masters. Because by making Qi Yun invisible, you can escape the restrictions of Qi Yun and practice infinitely. Perhaps one day, you can explode, break through Qi Yun, and reach a higher realm of strength. And, hide your powerful aura from being noticed. In this way, others cannot feel your strength and strength, and can create an advantage for the battle.

The most important thing was to avoid the shackles of luck. At the time, almost no one could do it. Then, the painting saint can practice the art of loneliness, which is equivalent to better than other masters. After all, hiding it, if there were no subsequent changes, he might be the only one who could break through the shackles of Qi Luck and enter the world of Nine Layers.

So, how can the power of painting saints be underestimated?

It can only be said that no one knows the real good stuff.

Although Feng Zhu Lian didn't know how good his grandfather Zeng was, it was definitely not worse than Wen Sheng. Now that Tang Ye affirms the painting saint, she feels like she has found a friend. Perhaps, her competitive character was developed precisely because she felt unfair to other people's evaluations of the two sages of art and painting.

She wants to win, wins a lot, and when her identity is revealed someday in the future, after letting others know that she is a master of painting, it is not bad. Then, as the one who gave her strength, the painting saint a hundred years ago is even more impressive.

In this regard, the intention of Fengzhu Lian is pure and worthy of recognition.

If it is not evil, Tang Ye can not kill her. Even if she was evil and useful to Tang Ye, Tang Ye might not kill her. Use her to destroy the mysterious and powerful power behind her, why not keep it first. This is the value of her possible existence. This was what Tang Ye saw, otherwise Tang Ye would have made her a dead body.

Tang Ye looked at Feng Zhulian and said: "The painting saint a hundred years ago, almost not many people have seen him, and many people doubt whether he exists. However, the appearance of the eternal landscape painting absolutely proves the existence of the painting saint. And his contribution is indispensable. Therefore, I am interested in the descendants of painting saints, just like the descendants of Tang Sheng. If you are the person I am interested in, then you will never die. I will not kill you , Don’t allow others to kill you. But I don’t want to kill you. I need a very simple but difficult condition for you, that is, to listen to me."

"I can see that your resistance hidden in your bones will not yield easily, so now you can make a choice. Live or die." Tang Ye "walked" directly in the air, in the middle of the room, and landed again, watching Road behind Fengzhu Lian.

Feng Zhu Lian had already arranged his clothes, and turned to look at Tang Ye, still staring. At this moment, her heart is more complicated than before. If it was before, she would treat Tang Ye as an enemy, and the choice would be to resist, or would rather die than follow. But now, she saw some other things from Tang Ye, for example, it was not that hateful, maybe she could cooperate and so on. Her heart was shaken. If he obeyed Tang Ye's words, he would betray the Hundred Years Plan. She must consider the gains and losses on both sides.

Tang Ye knew that she was shaking, and then said: "Actually, you have no need to consider or choose. Because, first, if you are not a painting saint, then I am not interested, you just have to kill. Second, you still If you want to move Tang Zisang, you will also kill. I protect Tang Zisang now, do you think I will keep you this hidden danger? And keep the threat of the forces behind you? So, I ask you, are you after painting a saint? Do you want to make a deal with me?"

Feng Zhulian wanted to speak, but it was definitely a rebuttal or argument. However, Tang Ye waved his hand directly, stopped her, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have much patience. You know in your heart that no matter how much you say, you won't have any of me. It's better to be honest and choose directly."

Feng Zhulian took a deep breath, staring at Tang Ye angrily, very angry at Tang Ye's domineering and persecuting her. But she really stopped talking about other things. After thinking about it, she looked at Tang Ye and said, "After I am a painter, as for whether to make a deal with you, then we have to see what you can give me."

"Although I have a good handle in your hands now, but you still want to use my value, then I still have a bargaining chip. If you don't agree, then kill me. So this matter is you It depends on how you choose." Feng Zhulian stared at Tang Ye without stage fright. I have to say that she is an amazing girl.

Tang Ye said simply, "Then let's talk about the deal. What can you give me, and what can I give you."