The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

At this juncture, is Xi Qingyin going to retire?

As long as they think of this possibility, many people feel panic instantly, followed by a great sense of unreality.

Different voices began to appear in the barrage of guilt.

"What's the meaning of the last public live broadcast painting? Illustrator Xi, will you stop painting in the future?"

There are many similar problems, but at this time, Xi Qingyin has already closed the barrage, closing her eyes and resting her mind.

After roughly sketching the content to be drawn in his mind, he picked up the outline pen, lightly dipped it in ink, and made a point on the rice paper.

There will be an obvious staged change in the paintings of all imperial painters in the empire. Usually, the inspiration and painting style will gradually change with the growth of age and experience.

Xi Qingyin is no exception.

When he was young and ignorant, the content of his paintings was just like what Rong Yunjing once publicly commented on. The whole frame was biased towards warm colors, which looked sunny and warm, very healing.

The second stage is when you are on the battlefield.

After arson attacks and dropping out of school, his paintings changed with visible speed.Not only the strokes are more mature, but also the romantic fantasy elements are greatly reduced.

Although the color is still the usual warm tone, anyone with a discerning eye can see the big difference.

Up to the two paintings that were born in the dispute in the Zhengyang Hall, Xi Qingyin can say with certainty that she is still in the second stage of her life. Although the spiritual fluctuations of the paintings are rising steadily, it seems that they have greatly improved. otherwise.

In terms of the content of the paintings, he has been standing still.

This is a very helpless thing, even his rare royal painting talent in the world has to stand still in the second stage for more than ten years, let alone other royal painters.

But it's different now.

After the dispute a few days ago, Xi Qingyin seems to have gained a great sublimation. He can clearly say that today's live broadcast of traditional Chinese painting is a sign that he has officially entered the third stage.

No one knew the excitement in his heart at this time.

It's not just the anxiety of challenging the Land of Inheritance with a score of more than 70 points, but also the premonition that Yuhua has made progress together.

Slightly stopping the shaking pen tip, Xi Qingyin took a deep breath and slowly drew the blueprint in her brain.

Even in the dark night, the devastation on the surface of the planet can be clearly seen.A pointed aircraft slammed into the ground, the artillery fire was rendered, and half of the body was exposed from the broken cockpit.

The man's head was thrown back, and half of his body was leaning against the outside of the aircraft.If he ignored the ruined walls around him, he seemed to be asleep, with a very calm expression on his face.

His face was blurred, and Xi Qingyin didn't intend to exaggerate his appearance with pen and ink.Only through the posture and posture of the people in the painting, the unique solemn and sacred beauty can be brought out.

Xi Qingyin directly outlined the prototypes of the characters and the appearance of the aircraft, and then lightly embellished them with some fine brush paint. The overall color is warm and indifferent, which is completely contrary to the content of the painting.

Those who were lucky enough not to be kicked out of the live broadcast room speculated about the meaning of the painting, feeling anxious and restless.

Why do you want to draw the crash of the aircraft at this time.Do you want to describe the cruelty of war?

Because the war is cruel...so Xi Qingyin doesn't want to join the war?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the possibility is very high, and everyone doesn't care about what Xi Qingyin is drawing, and their minds are full of persuasive words.

After about an hour or two, the preliminary color laying work has been basically completed.Xi Qingyin added a few strokes carefully, and picked up the Jianhao brush at random.

Compared with the light color just now, this time the ambition is more prominent.The color of the dip is very bold.

The golden light in the sky.

The yellow light of the sky.

The fiery red brilliance shone on it.

And the cinnabar red on the man's fingertips.

These are highly saturated colors that stand out more than ever against dark environments and night sky.

But people can't feel the softness similar to the previous paintings at all, they can only see the surprise after the comparison.

The contrast between painting color and painting content.

A mild time, like a cup of hot tea in a leisurely afternoon, is just right.The other is dark to the bone, it is the exploitation and cruelty brought about by the war, and it is a sad scene that people can't even imagine with their brains.

Comparing the two, the shocking visual effect is almost doubled.

Draw it as a pen.

Xi Qingyin let out a long breath.

This painting adopts the method of adding brush strokes to the painting. Compared with the shocking feeling brought to the bystanders by adding brush strokes, the former makes the painter himself closer to the painting.

Every time a stroke is made, the mental power travels along the arm to the fingertips, is transmitted to the pen holder, and finally lands on the paper.This process is like a newborn baby exploring a new world, full of anxiety and unexplainable expectations.

Xi Qingyin opened the barrage and glanced at it casually.

There are still many people in the live broadcast room, only a small number of them are discussing this painting, and most of them are still persistently asking some questions.

For example, Yuan did not forgive, and whether he will participate in the war...

Xi Qingyin had no way to reply positively, so she could only quickly turn on the detection system of Xingwang, took the painting in her mouth, and carefully placed it under the Horcrux.

The numbers soared rapidly, a speed that even he had never seen before.

Soon the data was fixed on a number.

- 157!

The fluctuation of mental power has reached a high of 157!

Converted according to the double conclusion, this painting should have a score of 70.Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin finally settled down, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't wait to leave the star network interface for a while, and came to the black table with the painting in his mouth.

[Task: Chinese paintings, sketches, and oil paintings with a score of more than 70 points. 】

[Reward: The cat mask stops fuel consumption.It can be used normally. 】

The paintings were neatly placed in the three grooves of the black table, and then the film trembled a few times before shattering.

Goals are accomplished and new tasks appear.

[Task: Chinese paintings, oil paintings, and sketches with a score of more than 80 points. 】

[Reward: The invisibility function has been added to the cat mask.Note: There are disadvantages!There are disadvantages!There are disadvantages!Please use it with caution! 】

Before his brain had time to react to the meaning of the three words 'has disadvantages', he had already put on the mask first, and returned to his human form in an instant.

After waiting anxiously for several minutes, Xi Qingyin moved her hands and feet, and tilted her neck tentatively.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

What are the disadvantages?

Xi Qingyin wondered for half a minute, and quickly put this matter behind her.

When they came to Starnet, everyone fell into panic because of his brief disappearance. After seeing the virtual image reappear, the number of soaring barrages decreased slightly.

From dawn to dusk, Xi Qingyin painted quietly from beginning to end, without giving a positive answer.

Now that the painting is finished, it's time to say something.

Xi Qingyin lightly tapped the microphone-on button.

The clear and clear voice that I have long remembered rang out. He was obviously still a young man, but this voice inexplicably covered many vicissitudes after going through the world.

"Long time no see, I'm Xi Qingyin."

The audience watching the live broadcast fell into frenzy together.

"Ah, ah, male god, you are finally willing to speak!"

"I miss your voice so much, please say a few more words."

"Painter Xi, please come back!"

Soon, the trending topic of #希画师画到哪里了# soared, and the topic of painting is as dead as it is, and it is very hot now.

"Illustrator Xi finished the painting! I don't understand what the painting is, but the latest news, he is finally willing to talk..."

The Imperial Painters Association, the whole room was tense.

Lin Di picked up the teacup fiercely, drank tea to calm himself down, and kept shaking his hands.

There is only one thing on his mind right now.

——After experiencing all kinds of persecution, will this child still be as responsible as before?

In the golden knot, the commanders looked at the document in their hands for the forced recruitment of the imperial painter, and they folded their hands and prayed for something.They looked at the talented Crown Prince at the main table, feeling uneasy.

Although the audience in the live broadcast room is limited, inexplicably, people from all over the empire follow Xi Qingyin through various channels, from other people's mouths, or from Weibo hot searches.

Xi Qingyin has experienced this kind of attention before.

At the end of the last battle, he returned in triumph, the road was covered with flowers, and the people warmly welcomed him.

The youthful frivolity faded away, and all that remained was peace.

After a long silence, Xi Qingyin spoke again.

"A lot of people ask me if I am willing to forgive."

Everyone waited with bated breath.

All the sins were caused by themselves, and they didn't expect Xi Qingyin to forgive their ignorant self.But in the current situation, when the war is coming, even if they don't want extravagance in their hearts, they are still waiting with a heart similar to 'maybe a miracle will happen'.

Waiting for Xi Qingyin's choice.

In such a tense and anxious atmosphere, the sound of the sound tube 'dong' sounded, and the virtual image of the black robe in the star network gradually disappeared.

It was replaced by a figure in white.

This person still loves white clothes as always.Like an angel in the sky, holy and proud.

Why were they unwilling to believe such a Xi Qingyin?

Looking at themselves again, everyone found a frightening fact.

They have never paid attention to the truth of the matter, they just see the celebrity ruined, instinctively gloat, and instinctively think that the world is fair.

What is the truth, who cares?

Pain, shame, self-blame...

All kinds of emotions filled my heart, and apologizing was powerless at this moment.That dirty and filthy self, let alone someone like Xi Qingyin, think about it in another way, even they themselves are unwilling to save.

The barrage fell silent for a moment, and no one said a word. They finally stopped pushing, and they were close to giving up.

the other side.

The Weibo page is about to be wiped out.

"How is it! What's the situation! Ahhhh, I really want to know what happened in the live broadcast room 55555"

"I just heard someone say that this is the last live broadcast of the male god. I feel very uncomfortable. I have never believed in the fake art of the male god, but I have never said a word for him. Anyway, respect any decision of the male god!"

"Whether Xi Painter is willing to join the war? His appeal is not based on it. I have already joined the Royal Painters Association, and there are many fellow Royal Painters around me. As long as the senior calls me, I will sign the agreement to join the army immediately. Volunteer to join the army!"

"Anxiously waiting for the result..."

This time, no one answered directly, and a live recording was replaced instead.

If it is a screen recording, it means that the live broadcast is over!

The people of the empire looked at the screen recording interface in horror. At this time, their mood was like fainting after hearing the news of the war.

They seem to have seen the end.

Even so, I still click into the video unwillingly.

Xi Qingyin in the picture raised her hand and lightly touched the Chinese painting that had just been completed, and everyone's eyes then shifted to the painting.

The man calmly fell on the crashed fighter plane, his body was already stiff, but the picture was vivid as if he was the first to witness the scene.

A faint whisper came from the speaker.

"If one day the empire dies..."

The sound seemed to ring in everyone's ears, their eardrums vibrated, and their hearts twitched.

"I must die before it dies."

It was as if there was a big pendulum in the air, and it hit everyone's foreheads with a 'boom', making them dizzy.

Everyone felt heart palpitations at the same time.

Although Xi Qingyin didn't explicitly say whether he was willing to forgive the people of the empire who had 'betrayed' him, the meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious.

If one day the empire dies...

When everyone was worried about the upcoming war, Xi Qingyin actually stood on a higher ground and thought of a farther place.

How many people in the entire empire have such courage?

After self-examination, the shame that had already accumulated in his chest gushed out in an instant, rushing to his forehead in one go.

Such a Xi painter, they were deceived by something in the first place, so they are so determined to hurt them!