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"Unintentionally being ridiculed by Wu Hongguang for a few words, he lost his mind angrily, this young man, just having the potential for cultivation is not enough, and the mood is also very important!"

Some of the creation bosses who sympathized with Ling Feng said regretfully.

They couldn't see that Ling Feng didn't have any hole cards to win Wu Hongguang at all, and the reason why Fang Cai agreed was completely arbitrary.

Bing Xuan, Ling Xue, and Cai Xin's complexions all turned slightly pale.

In any case, the relationship between Ling Feng and them was good, and when they saw him kneeling on the ground, shouting Wu Hongguang three words of grandpa, and then leaving the Tianxuan Continent with a disgraced face, they really couldn't accept it.

Displeased, don't kill, Gong Cheng Ji Zhou, Long Yun Wuren is naturally full of red light.

Between Ling Feng and them, it can be regarded as a big grudge, because standing under the protection of the Dan League, showing off their might, and now they want to make a mess in the hands of Wu Hongguang, and they still can't wait for it.

"Boy, since you have agreed to this bet, you can hand over your congratulatory gift. ”

Wu Hongguang urged with a sneer.

If you ask the four treasures of the study, what treasures have won the splendid pen of mountains and rivers, it may be found in other higher planes, but in Tianxuan, it is absolutely impossible.

So, today, he won.

"You are a close disciple of Venerable Taixuan, you should know that he is known as a painting saint. ”

Ling Feng said: "I don't know how much you, the so-called closed disciple, have learned from your teacher for a few years in painting?"

"Boy, what are you doing with all this irrelevant thing? Could it be that you want to paint on the spot?"

Wu Hongguang came over a little brightly.

Even though he had already thought of thousands of possibilities in his heart, he didn't expect Ling Feng to choose to paint in front of him, wasn't this an axe in the class?

The hundreds of creation bosses and many family disciples in the main hall were dumbfounded, and the corners of their mouths hooked up with a touch of mockery.

Wu Hongguang has a splendid pen of mountains and rivers, even if he can't turn the things in the painting into living things because he has not achieved the creation of things, but the things he paints are also lifelike, and Ling Feng wants to paint on the spot, isn't he killing himself?

Besides, the gift that Wu Hongguang gave to the Leng family at the moment is not a so-called painting, but a splendid pen that transforms decay into magic!

Even if the Taixuan Venerable came in his true body and painted on the spot, this painting would be overshadowed by the splendid pen of mountains and rivers, right?

That's exactly what I mean. ”

Ling Feng flicked his robe and said to the Iron Venerable, "This Venerable, please borrow the mountain and river splendid pen in your hand for the next use." ”

The Iron Venerable couldn't help but cast his eyes on Wu Hongguang, waiting for his signal.

"Wuxin, aren't you stupid?"

Wu Hongguang said: "This mountain and river splendid pen is the thing of this son, although it was given to the Leng patriarch as a congratulatory gift, but you borrowed my pen and drew something comparable to me, do you think this is possible?"

"Ahem......"

Ling Feng choked and coughed, hiding his embarrassment, turned to look at Leng Liyue, and said, "Liyue, please order someone to bring a piece of paper and pen at will." ”

Although his mind was full of confusion, Leng Liyue still went down to handle it.

A moment later, a subordinate brought pen and ink and rice paper.

Ling Feng took it and spread the rice paper on the ground, the tip of the pen was stained with ink, and then he scribbled on the painting.

Although he had a good relationship with Venerable Taixuan in his previous life, he really didn't learn a little bit of this painting effort.

Although he portrayed this very carefully, the lines where he put his pen were twisted and twisted, and he looked nondescript.

Because of the angle, most of the bigwigs in the hall could clearly see the general outline of what Ling Feng described on the picture scroll.

Ling Feng's painting should be a picture of rivers and mountains, with mountains, water, and towering mountains, but because of the lack of pen power, the mountains painted do not have a bit of majestic atmosphere, like a soil slope, and the water is the same as wiping steps, full of folds.

In short, a word, poor, bad is not as good as ordinary painters in the world.

Ice swirl, Ling Xue, and the heart of the heart fell to the bottom of the valley, and it was dark.

Finished!

Ling Feng is completely finished!

"Master Wuxin, it's been a few pillars of incense since you painted, aren't you okay?"

Seeing that Ling Feng was still lying on the ground intently, the tip of his pen was stagnant on the scroll, frowning and thinking hard, Wu Hongguang coldly teased: "Do you dare not face the fiasco and deliberately delay time?"

"Patriarch Leng, I have already drawn this splendid picture of mountains and rivers. ”

Halfway through, Ling Feng reluctantly put down his pen, as if he was afraid of losing face, so he deliberately rolled up the scroll and handed it to Leng Liyue.

Leng Liyue looked at Ling Feng's eyes, full of sympathy, and instead took the scroll and handed it to Leng Yuwu.

"Unintentionally, you lost, kneel down and call three sentences of grandpa to this son. ”

The corners of Wu Hongguang's mouth hooked up with a hint of mockery. He really looked down on Ling Feng, he couldn't imagine that Ling Feng was so useless, not even as good as a wine bag and rice bag.

"Did I lose?

Ling Feng said, "Isn't Patriarch Leng still undecided?"

"Unintentionally, when you spread the scroll on the ground, although it was far away, we could roughly see your painting work, it was just graffiti, not even a three-year-old child. ”

"Wuxin, you better admit defeat quickly, maybe for the sake of your identity that you happily admit, Wu Hongguang Gongzi will let you call grandpa less. ”

Many disciples of the family started to coax.

Originally, with Ling Feng's identity, they didn't dare to be so big and small.

But the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, anyway, after today, Ling Feng would have to leave Tianxuan with a disgraced face, what scruples did they have?

"Slow ......"

At this moment, Leng Yuwu, who had been staring intently at the scroll, raised his head suddenly, a gleam appeared in his cloudy eyes, and said, "Who wins and who loses, I'm afraid it needs to be discussed." ”

As soon as these words fell, many of the creation bosses in the hall showed surprise on their faces, and then frowned.

The painters who are talented and talented have seen it with their own eyes, not to mention that they are vulgar, even if they are ingenious and lifelike, they can't turn the plate over at all.

Because the painting is so exquisitely depicted, after all, the value is limited, how can it be compared with the mountains and rivers splendid pen and other treasures that turn decay into magic?

However, what does the cold jade fog mean right now?

Could it be that there is another mystery in the paintings depicted by Ling Feng?

"Patriarch Leng, are you talking nonsense with your eyes open and shielding him?"

Wu Hongguang's face became gloomy.

"How could this patriarch do such a thing?"

Leng Yuwu showed a look of displeasure between his eyebrows, and said, "Young Master Wu, it's better for you to be careful when you speak." ”

For Wu Hongguang, he also began to look unpleasant.

"Then let me ask Patriarch Leng, what is the value of an unintentional painting, which can be comparable to the splendid pen of mountains and rivers given to my son by his teacher?"

Wu Hongguang endured his anger and asked in a deep voice.

This was also something that everyone present couldn't understand, so they raised their heads one after another, locked their eyes on Leng Yuwu, and waited for his explanation.

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