The picture scroll is heavy, and the real dragon is lying.

The fat and fat accumulated over the years have been exhausted, and growth and evolution need nutrients, especially the body length has become about 800 meters, about 240 zhang, the stomach is depleted, and the stomach is hungry......

Ease down a little and transform into a human form.

Touching his face, the baby fat that finally grew out was gone, and he really became a pointed chin, pale and looked like low blood sugar, and he wanted to eat and drink the most at the moment.

"Thank you ......"

Giving another salute, what he just obtained is better than the divine dragon essence blood.

Absorbing dragon blood may rocket to improve cultivation, and the strength will skyrocket, and the benefits of getting the mysterious energy that turns into a golden ancient tree are long-term, and the reason why the evolution and improvement is also because it has been at the peak for a long time, because the characteristics of the divine beast's slow advancement have not been able to cross over for a long time.

There are many benefits in the future, it is more hidden, and it will not be set on fire by all parties, so it is suitable to continue to survive.

Maybe the tall and majestic man wants to teach a certain white.

With a wave of the hand.

The ink of the surrounding scenery dissipated.

More colors emerge, a stroke of paint, the place in front of you becomes a luxurious study, in general, it is particularly big and domineering, and it has a strong atmosphere of feudalism and extravagance, and it will be criticized by the mouth.

A large desk appears in front of you.

The shape is simple and elegant, but the table top is too large and too wide.

The four treasures of the study room were placed in the corner of the wooden table, and the golden figure pointed to the pen and the paper on the table.

"You let me paint?"

The golden figure nodded.

Turned around and returned to the high place, the golden dragon chair was ready, the posture standard was full of majesty, and he looked like an invigilator in the examination room, just like hanging the clock on the painting beam to remind the remaining time.

Danfeng's beautiful eyes rolled wildly, wondering if it was the last level, if the painting was good, he would be able to leave the world in the painting, and if he couldn't paint well, he would continue to paint, judging from the long life of the dragons, I am afraid that he would not be able to tell the difference between a stick of incense and a hundred years......

"No problem, I can not only draw ink but also anime comic strips. ”

Moved to Jindun as a foothold.

Climb up.

Grab the brush and put it in your mouth to moisten it.

A certain white didn't see the tall figure on the dragon chair, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to raise his hand and cover his head......

I saw a dragon girl like a teacher, shaking her head with her back hand, according to professional terms, she should be brewing emotions at this time and preparing to hold back her big moves, Mr. Muraguchi said that painting should be integrated into emotions and artistic conceptions.

A memory suddenly came to mind.

I once heard that a certain scholar was young from the literature, and he gave up his pen and practiced martial arts without going to the hometown, and he competed with others for arrows, drums, and bows.

A hundred arrows missed, he was tired, and he shot the drummer by mistake.

In an instant, the inspiration exploded like a collapse, and the brush turned several times in succession, and the pen was lowered.

The tall figure nodded again and again, and finally had a little bit of the demeanor of everyone in the bamboo forest, and the dragon heart was very relieved.

Long jet-black hair dances wildly.

I saw a certain white painting to get up and throw away the cloak, the pen walked the dragon without dragging the mud and water, if it is matched with the drum soundtrack to show the grandmaster's momentum, the combination of painting and dance, it looks pleasing to the eye.

Finally, put the pen into the pen holder and take a deep breath with your head up.

The table, table, and drawing paper are floated in the air and displayed up.

When the tall and majestic man in the emperor's robe saw the painting clearly, he almost stumbled, and the painting was very good, and the technique was great, but why was it two reed chickens fighting?

A certain white wiped off the ink drops on his cheeks, very proud.

"What's the matter, this picture of rookies pecking each other is good, inspired by the two rookies sniping twenty misses, isn't this the rookie pecking each other haha~"

The man covered his head, perhaps for the first time in his long career, he couldn't cry or laugh.

With a wave of his hand, the drawing paper was put away and laid out again.

Gotcha, keep drawing.

Since the big tree is gone, then draw another pair, the plum tree is too bitter cold, the bamboo is deserted, since this is the case, then the peach tree is good, the flowering is not interesting, too vulgar, full of bright red and tender peaches are the most real, thirsty can also look at the peach to quench thirst, the background to Cangshan, the peach forest outside the world.

The morning fog in the distant mountains is heavy, and the peach trees in front of the door are empty.

Skillful.

Before painting, you need to set the shape, starting from the tree.

Hook out the branches and ink a little from the treetops.

The tall man who was watching from afar nodded with satisfaction when he saw a certain white serious appearance, the painting is really good, although it is slightly immature but it is really rare, distant mountains, peach forests, houses, the composition is excellent.

A moment later.

I am very proud of the perfect pen, the painters are in vain, we are the best.

The paper floats in the air and is drawn vertically.

From top to bottom full of charm, the distant mountains are full of morning mist, the peach tree in front of the door is lush, the vigorous ancient peach tree is full of fairy peaches, the thirst of hope, I have seen the Yaochi peach painted out really more fairy, very good, it will become a heirloom treasure when it is passed out.

The tall man with his chin slammed suddenly.

What's on the peach tree?

No matter where the painting is very good, only there is an extra monkey on the sweet peach tree, holding the sweet peach in his paws to make a strange face, exaggerated big mouth, sticking out his tongue, just like a picture of a big-mouthed monkey eating peaches......

Endure the trembling of the body, put away the peerless masterpiece, and lay the paper again.

"Look at me painting a picture of the Tiger Roaring Hill this time!"

The man sat down, this time ...... You can't go wrong with the Tiger Roar diagram, right?

Lick the brush and get wet.

Brush brush brush ~

Hills, rocks, wild grass, with ancient pine, and finally began to draw tigers, when I saw half of the man turned his head silently, I saw a certain white on the green rock to draw a round tiger, outline a few strokes plus tail four paws, cat ears, face beard and forehead king character, it is indeed a tiger, after all, there are tiger stripes on the duck egg.

Raise your head and pinch your chin for a moment.

He drew a circle on the funny tiger and signaled the tiger to speak.

The word 'whoop' was written in the circle, and an exclamation mark was added to show a solemn roar, a complete map of the Tiger Roaring Mountain.

Speechless, the scroll was put away again and the paper was laid out again.

"Actually, I'm also very good at drawing people, this time I'll draw people, rest assured, this time I will make you satisfied and pass the assessment. ”

Hearing this, the tall man sat upright.

It's not good to mess around with characters, so wait and see with confidence.

The wilderness is a remote mountain road, well, very good, the rocks and wild grass set off the atmosphere, the full moon, it should be said that the things under the moon, it is likely to be a narrative painting, and then it is time to draw the characters.

The use of lines is sophisticated, and the movements and expressions are very expressive, and two people are drawn.

One after the other, it seems that the latter is chasing the former, and the former is angry, which is quite interesting.

Drawing and drawing, it suddenly became weird.

What is the circle that the two men are crossing?

"How, this is Xiao He chasing Han Xin under the moon, running on the mountain road is too tiring, riding a horse at night is more dangerous, riding a bicycle is light and fast, I take great pains. ”

The man put away the picture and got up and walked to the corner without saying a word, forget it, draw it, draw it.

If there is an old painter present, he will definitely use his old bones to smash a dragon to death, obviously creating a masterpiece but just messing around, there are countless painters in the world, but the god is rare, I am afraid that all people who love painting will respect and hate Bai Yujun.

Suddenly, the study room was full of 'masterpieces'.

For a long, long time.

But the time has come.

Bai Yujun suddenly sighed, feeling sad and sad.

"I'll draw another one for you, actually...... I didn't want to leave too soon, I was deliberately naughty, and I wanted to spend more time with you, so I left after this painting. ”

“......”

The man was silent, he understood.

Sit quietly and watch carefully, trying to remember this moment.

Bai Yujun changed the style of painting, using the modern animation and comic method of the earth, the paper is very large, the works are like animated movie posters and posters, there are far and near, the colors are beautiful, warm and romantic, but with a little loneliness and coldness.

The white petals are slightly larger in the near distance, small in the distance, the grass is in the wind, and the pear trees are blooming.

The long-haired girl in a white dress stands sideways with a paper umbrella.

Not like the world.

The white jade dragon horns are pointed and the ears are pointed, the wind blows the long hair of the white skirt, the ribbon flutters, and the head gently looks up at the pear blossom and the thousand trees and snow.

Pure and delicate looks as if there are a thousand words difficult to speak, after the rain, the lonely shadow is far away, this time I don't know when to come again, Bai Yujun left a self-portrait.

Painted, blessed by the divine will and dragon energy, it becomes a treasure of immortals.

The paper floats in the air, and the man stands for a long time.

After a long time, my hands could not suppress the trembling and put away the drawing paper to treasure.

Bai Yujun knelt on the ground.

"I know, there are some things you can't say and I can't say, it's okay, it will change in the future, you ...... Take care. ”

He kowtowed heavily, and his long hair spread out......

Unconsciously floated upwards farther and farther away, passing through the water-like space and leaving the secret realm in the painting.

In a luxurious study.

The walls are covered with playful paintings.

And in the middle of the study, it is obvious that the romantic and beautiful painting is the most precious.

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