harleyscars Chapter 161
Chapter 161
Li Changsheng smiled at the hopeful gaze of the old man who painted the Dao, "Painting, naturally, is not a problem.
"Are we going to paint the palace now?"
Hearing what Li Changsheng said, the old man was stunned, seeing that he definitely had enough self-confidence like this, then this was enough.
The old man smiled, very kind and kind, and spoke, "I draw a vein, and there is no specific palace.
"Although there is also a saying of painting palaces, as long as it is a vein of my paintings, everywhere I want is the home of my painting palace."
The old man chuckled, and the figure eight beard fluttered slightly in the air.
Li Changsheng smiled, although his painting skills are not necessarily very good, but with a human emperor's pen, it is not too bad.
Moreover, this human emperor is more powerful than the combination of human emperor ink, and the system has said before that this human emperor's realm is extremely high, and it is indeed true in his opinion.
As the saying goes, hardware is not enough, software to make it up...
"I wonder if Gongzi is ready?"
"If Gongzi feels that he is in good condition today and there is no problem, then we can take advantage of the victory and pursue, and now we can go directly to any part of my Wendao Palace."
"Then let Xiaoyou make a painting, as long as it is painted in this literary skill, then this literary atmosphere will also be integrated into Xiaoyou's body, and it will also be of great benefit to Xiaoyou's avenue."
The old man was extremely kind, as were the other three old men, who hoped that Li Changsheng could inherit more than anyone.
Li Changsheng naturally understood what they meant, and he naturally did the same in the Dao Palace today.
They say that they are the reincarnation of Wenqu, and Wenqu is under the ordinary, and calling themselves Wenzi is probably also cultivating themselves as inheritors.
This is the test of this inheritance, if Li Changsheng can attract Wen Qi into his body, he can cultivate in his Wen Dao.
Today's Li Changsheng's performance really did not disappoint them, and it can be described as amazing.
And their title for Li Changsheng has also changed, before it was Xiaoyou, and now it is Gongzi.
Xiaoyou has a generational difference and the same strength.
But this Gongzi is different, Gongzi has more of a bit of respect, they have completely cultivated Li Changsheng as an inheritor.
As for the betrayal, they do not think about it.
Those who can enter the path of literature will not have a bad heart.
Coupled with the poems written by Li Changsheng, it is mighty and righteous!
They look at people more simply and directly, looking at the nature of his poems.
If the verses he wrote could trigger visions of heaven and earth, righteousness, then he was not the kind of person who would deceive.
If the verses he made were mainly based on great compassion for the world, then his character would not be so bad, which is the directness of Wendao, unlike martial arts, which deceives, burns and robs.
Li Changsheng nodded and spoke, "Then there is Senior Lao."
Everyone listened to Li Changsheng's senior sentence, and their hearts felt more comfortable.
Li Changsheng's strength is now here, and he can even call them seniors.
Some Tianjiao will be proud of themselves because of their different strengths, but now that he has not done so, it undoubtedly makes them appreciate their juniors even more.
And that sentence is naturally more convenient and more voluntary.
With such a big wave of his hand, the four old men took him away from the place.
Li Changsheng came to the sky above the entire Wendao Palace, and all the disciples saw Li Changsheng's appearance.
A white robe burned, hair draped behind the shoulders.
Deep pupils, staring in all directions.
That look made many male disciples look ashamed of themselves, and I don't know how many female disciples lost their minds.
"This is the sky above my Wendao Palace, as long as Gongzi wants, any place in heaven and earth here is Gongzi's canvas, and you can use Gongzi's brush."
The old man of the Wendao Palace smiled and spoke, using heaven and earth as a canvas, this was the means of their Wendao Palace, and naturally it was also the means of the lord of his vein.
He believed that Li Changsheng could also do this, after all, Li Changsheng had been so amazing before.
Li Changsheng nodded, looked at the heaven and earth of this Wendao Palace, and scanned all the disciples of the Wendao Palace below, withdrew his gaze, and slowly closed his eyes.
With the left hand and the right hand, the human emperor pen and the human emperor inkstone appeared.
At this moment, everyone was watching, and everyone was watching what Li Changsheng did.
The four old men are also looking forward to it!
Li Changsheng did not do too much brewing, nor did he do too much skill swinging, holding the Renhuang pen in his right hand and holding the Renhuang Yan in his left hand.
The pen dipped in ink and said to himself, "It costs 100,000 merit points." The
light on the Human Emperor Pen and the Human Emperor Inkstone suddenly bloomed, and in just this moment, Li Changsheng seemed to fuse with the aura of this Human Emperor Pen and the Human Emperor Inkstone.
The bloodline of the human emperor on his body also became active.
The emperor is like a dragon, and the blood is like a rainbow!
In Li Changsheng's body, it was like a big river.
Li Changsheng's right hand waved above the heavenly dome, and from the tip of the human emperor's pen, the terrifying human emperor ink was directly thickened.
The pen of the human emperor swiped above the heavenly dome, and the ink turned into gold.
A magnificent stroke, heaven and earth into gold, the sky has an extra touch of gold.
Everyone looked at Li Changsheng blankly, and their attention all shifted to Li Changsheng's body, and they did not notice the human imperial pen and human emperor inkstone on Li Changsheng's body.
Only four masters set their sights on it.
Just now they didn't notice Fuxiqin, and now they didn't miss the Renhuang Pen and the Renhuang Yan again, and their eyes were dead on it.
"Gongzi, this literary room two treasures seem to be extremely not simple, but the book is not successful, but I am a little surprised."
The dominant gaze of the context did not open his mouth.
The other masters kept silent, and the rest was left to Li Changsheng.
Look at Li Changsheng's paintings, what kind of floor can be reached.
Li Changsheng's eyes were scorching, and his hand was constantly waving one stroke after another above the heavens and the earth.
Brush into ink, brush into painting.
Between heaven and earth, the strokes that Li Changsheng wielded have a hint of Zhong Xiu's qi in this heaven and earth.
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know whether there is one or not.
This splash of ink is quite demeanor.
Li Changsheng had already thought about what he wanted to paint at this time, and he also understood why he couldn't attract that literary qi into his body when he was in the Wen Dao Palace.
Because this is a vein of the book, naturally he did not do any calligraphy and painting, and naturally he could not get it.
Now, when he has a way to make the temperament of these two palaces into his physique, his realm can be improved again.
Just do what he says, and his hand swings wantonly above heaven and earth.
A sweep, a horizontal, a stroke, a painting.
One picture after another, the simplest strokes, intertwined.
Shen Jin's stroke, outlining the simplest horizontal lines, vertical lines, once again turned into trivial pictures.
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