Sacrifice of evil god

Soon, the three-day appointment came to an end, and Qi Mei was going to go up to the high platform again to compete with Liu Lingyan from the flower house.

The competition this time is the painting art among the four arts.Qi Mei heard that it was Liu Lingyan's best skill.In her early years, she was able to draw "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" with one stroke, and she was the most famous artist in the world, and was hailed as "the first stroke in the flower world" with both beauty and art.

And Qi Mei's painting skills are completely on the mirror mountain, in the leisure time of spiritual cultivation, as a pastime for fun, and never seriously want to practice to achieve any state.Just because in the family, everyone praises him for his high talent and good understanding, and there is no comparison, so he feels good.But he didn't know how sure he was of winning if he seriously competed with Liu Lingyan.

However, for this second round of competition, he didn't care about winning or losing, but had other plans.

Under the stands, as usual, there were huge crowds of people and it was very lively.The expectations and enthusiasm of the onlookers for this competition even surpassed that of the last time.

In the last competition, Liu Lingyan sacrificed the Xunyin Qiqin, but still lost to Qi Mei's unknown Qinsi. It was really unexpected, eye-opening and enjoyable.

No matter what kind of strategy the two sides will come up with this time to surprise everyone, everyone knows that it will never be as simple as an ordinary pen and a dragon.

Sure enough, Liu Lingyan ordered people to spread a hundred-foot-long scroll on the red platform, which was a white-backed canvas like a waterfall.The extraordinary momentum is like a dormant white dragon lying on the red valley. With just a little bit of color, it can transform into a shape and soar into the sky, bringing unimaginable shock to the viewers.Everyone rubbed their hands together, anticipating Liu Lingyan's counterattack.Everyone believes that the leader of the flower world will never be content with the failure of the last round, and this time it must be gearing up and fighting with all its strength.

Amid everyone's expectations, Liu Lingyan appeared on the stage with an unusual posture.Standing on a huge water lily-shaped bluestone inkstone with a fairy posture, she was lifted up by four servants on a wooden frame.She stood alone and proudly, with fiery red cinnabar between her eyebrows, like a celestial maiden returning from a calamity, looking down at all living beings who look up to her from the gap in the golden light shining on the top of the cloud and rainbow.

"Wow—Miss Liu is so beautiful! It feels different from last time!"

"Yeah, it's the aura, it's the aura that is different! I blocked her from winning, this time, she will definitely win!"

The viewers were immediately overwhelmed by Liu Lingyan's haughty posture.

I saw her "lotus sedan chair" slowly falling down, and the servant next to her poured the ink stored in the four teapots from the four corners into the inkstone on which Liu Lingyan was standing.In an instant, the ink slowly gathered and penetrated Liu Ling's smoky pink and white skirt, rising from bottom to top along the texture of the fabric, like tiny ink-colored velvet flowers blooming.

This time, Liu Lingyan also imitated Qi Mei on the day of Biwu, standing in the center of the inkstone with bare feet, letting the ink fully soak the soles of her feet and the crevices between her toes.Although at the beginning, the audience couldn't see it due to the cover of the skirt, but when she suddenly took a step, stepped on the white silk, and raised her two ink feet, everyone opened their curious eyes wide and looked at her. This incredible scene.

Rather than saying that it was painting, it would be better to say that it was another heroic dance.Only this time, without the accompaniment of the piano sound, it was accompanied by a silent song of joy.Liu Lingyan was just like that, stomping on the long scroll on the white background, flying all over the platform, the red silk was fluttering, the skirt was blowing back to the snow, and she was so sweet, like a dragon frightened by a phoenix.When it lands, it is light and sometimes heavy, just like Feihong stepping on the slush. With his feet and skirt, he outlines a magnificent and vast landscape without interruption.

After dancing to a song, the painting is also completed.

Amidst everyone's amazement, Liu Lingyan walked to the end, took out a red mud print, and stamped his name on it.

"This is Ling Yan's work - "A Picture of Rivers and Mountains". With the freehand style of ink and wash, with the dancing skirts, it outlines the emerald peaks and rolling mountains. As for the forests, villages, boats, bridges, The towers and halls are decorated with my toes, which is not very exquisite, but the artistic conception and spirit are there, please appreciate it slowly."

The boys erected the picture scroll, carried it in front of everyone, and walked around the auditorium.Amidst the admiration of everyone, Liu Ruyan let out a long breath——finally, he was elated.

Different from the last time, this time before the performance started, Liu Lingyan didn't say anything.She didn't want to utter harsh words like victory, and turned around to slap herself in the face resentfully.But the expression on her face like a fighting cock at the moment, and the sharpness in the brows when she looked at Qi Mei, clearly said: This time, this girl will definitely win you!Let's see what other tricks you can come up with to fight with me?

Qi Mei gave her a faint smile, then she turned her head away and walked on the stage calmly.

As usual, there was a person behind him, dressed in black, with black hair tied up, carrying a simple white paper scroll, and waved at Liu Lingyan mischievously.

This time, he didn't do anything, but simply waved his hand, which shocked Liu Lingyan.