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However, when everyone on Feixian Tai was surprised and the Biling Fairy was surprised, Xiao Huiming, who was standing high in the sky and had slightly condensed eyes, was already standing on a wooden stand, without sorrow or joy, as if he had not noticed the change in the level of the spirit rune drawing paper, and still waved the brush quickly, depicting the scene of the Sanqing Sect little by little.

On the main peak near the distance, the maple leaves are like clouds, the pines and cypresses are like green dragons, one by one, and the pieces begin to appear on the peak, and the covered bridge connecting the three peaks gradually becomes clearer and clearer under the flying of the brush from the blur, and the nearby palaces and courtyards also begin to be fine, the wall is the wall, the corridor is the corridor, the bridge is the bridge, and the road is the road.

Not only that, but the stacked green tiles on the temple, the cornices and paintings, the waterhole gardens in the courtyard, and the rockery trees are also vividly displayed on the bright yellow spirit rune drawing paper.

Even, the small fish swimming in the stream, as well as the butterflies shuttling between the flowers, and the sparrows above the treetops, are also vividly displayed, the whole picture scroll, the shades are appropriate, the colors are rich, the scenery is vivid, it looks quite extraordinary.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were shocked, and they all looked at the mid-air in shock, looking surprised and inexplicable, and couldn't believe their eyes.

It turned out that under the rapid drawing of Xiao Huiming's brush, the color of the spirit rune drawing paper began to slowly change again.

I saw that the original bright yellow color of the painting paper had begun to slowly transform, and the bright yellow color was gradually replaced by a dark green color.

"Huh?"

Everyone in the Sanqing Sect was shocked, the surprise on their faces had turned into shock, and their bodies trembled slightly, because they really didn't expect that this Huiming Hall Master's painting skills would be so superb.

Zuo Daozhen, the two ancestors and the master of Yuzang were also slightly shocked, even they didn't expect that the painting skills of this little doll would be terrifying.

Of course, the most shocking thing is the Biling Fairy standing in mid-air, at this moment, her pretty face is slightly pale, the narrow phoenix eyes are actually round, the whole person stands there blankly, looking at Xiao Huiming, who is still so motionless with a flying brush, and her heart is overturned, and her expression is already a little trance.

This scene was far beyond her expectations, because, when Xiao Huiming fought against the four paintings, he had already seen that this son had extraordinary painting skills, and was about to go back, and after he was about to go back, he would report all this to Master Qinglin, and then the ancestor of Qinglin would report it to Lord Xiahou, and then report it to him, so that a disciple with a talent for painting could be added to the Academy of Spiritual Power, which was also a small achievement for their Heaven Interception Sect, after all, it was indeed difficult to find a person in the human world who was talented in cultivating painting skills.

However, in her expectation, this little doll can draw a picture scroll of the blue level, which is already quite good, if there is an accident, it can draw a picture scroll of the yellow level, that is Tianjiao, of course, further up, it is absolutely impossible, because, that can draw the picture scroll of the green level, in the spiritual power academy, can be a professor painter, among the students, it is indeed difficult to find, for this little child in the human world, it is simply a fantasy.

However, this absolutely impossible situation, when the spirit rune drawing paper turned dark green, all her expectations were destroyed, not only that, but the little doll was still there quietly drawing, this scene, indeed, shocked her deeply.

Could it be that he could still draw the purple order scroll that only a peerless master could draw?

She thought to herself in a bit of a trance.

However, she was suddenly relieved, the purple picture scroll, not only to be superb, but also, also need aura as a pen guide, no matter how superb this little doll's painting skills, this aura into the painting, can not be done, because, that aura, only in the heavenly environment, the aura of the human world, is now very thin, he wants to draw this purple level of the scroll, it is obviously impossible, at most, he will paint this dark green scroll more finely.

Thinking of this, she regained her indifferent look, looked at Xiao Huiming, and watched him motionlessly continue to paint the picture that was already about to be perfected.

Xiao Huiming's expression is still as usual, the brush in his hand is still depicting at such a rapid pace, gradually, the distant mountains in the picture scroll, the near peaks are stacked, all the peaks and flat land, are beginning to be lush and vibrant, on the majestic archway of the sect, the vigorous and powerful three words of the Sanqing Sect are vividly revealed.

Above the temple, if you look carefully, you can see the depiction of the landscape depicted under the subtle corridor, the water in the pool is crystal clear, in it, the small red fish swim back and forth vividly, and the unknown wild flowers and wild grasses on both sides of the path are swaying and strange.

In the courtyards one by one, the doors are doors, the windows are windows, the stone and bamboo benches in the courtyard, the weapon brackets, etc., are also very realistic, and what is even more mysterious is that in the picture scroll, there are faint layers of fog gradually spreading.

The brush in Xiao Huiming's hand is still fast, he has been painting this painting for three days, and in these three days, some of the sect disciples on the Feixian Terrace have been a little unable to support it, and they are drowsy there, and there are a few people who are not very strong in willpower, all of whom are sitting in place and start snoring.

If it weren't for this important matter related to the safety of the sect, everyone would have dispersed long ago, because it was indeed too long, and even the two ancestors on the stage, Xiao Xinyue, Master Yuzang and others, were all confused, barely supporting there.

Only Zuo Daozhen was still looking at the void in a daze, his eyes were motionless, because of the realm, he was obviously in a much better state.

But the golden-eyed condor behind him had already snorted and snorted, and where he was crawling, he had already fallen asleep.

The people in the sect who are still awake are also very strange, this goshawk also snores, and it is the first time they have seen it, but they can see that the realm of this giant eagle is unfathomable and extraordinary, although it is a little noisy and panicked, but they don't dare to talk more.

The Biling Fairy, who was standing in mid-air, was also a little depressed, she had seen painting, but she had never seen such a slow painting, she was also a little impatient, but this was the task assigned by the master, and she had to complete it, so she waited patiently.

In order not to have an accident, as soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw two palm-sized leaves slowly appearing in her hands, and then gradually expanded, and then, she saw two leaves the size of a zhang fluttering, supporting the soles of her and Xiao Huiming's feet, holding the two of them firmly in the sky.

Xiao Huiming, who was painting quickly, gradually showed bloodshot in his eyes, and the yin and yang brushes that were drawing quickly began to slow down at this time.

In this way, another three days passed slowly, and Xiao Huiming's eyes were also bloodshot, his eyes turned red, and the yin and yang brushes were getting slower and slower, and in the end, they were all a little trembling, like a snail, slowly, slowly drawing on the spirit rune drawing paper.

Another day passed, and when it came to the eighth day, some of the people on Feixian Terrace had woken up continuously, and they had woken up several times, and the two ancestors and the master of Yuzang, as well as the little Xinyue, also meditated cross-legged and fell asleep, and even Zuo Daozhen was sitting on the high platform, his eyes were a little confused.

However, at this moment, suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion sounded in the middle of the air, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, everyone on the Feixian Terrace, as well as the Biling Fairy in the middle of the air, were startled, and those who were asleep also woke up one by one, and their eyes looked at the sky in a daze.

I saw that the spirit rune drawing paper the size of a zhang exploded violently, shattering piece by piece, and Xiao Huiming, who was standing in front of the painting, was frantically shocked dozens of zhang away by the power of the explosion, fortunately supported by the green leaves, otherwise, maybe he would have fallen into the sky.

This?

Everyone was shocked, their faces were cloudy, this sudden situation came too suddenly, they were not psychologically prepared at all, and they looked at the dark green color that was broken in the sky one by one, and seemed a little overwhelmed for a while.

Failed?

Everyone's hearts sank, and even the Biling Fairy who stood high in the sky was shocked inexplicably, because she had lived for a hundred and ten years, and she had never heard of the explosion of this spirit rune scroll.

Zuo Daozhen looked at this scene above the sky, and he was also frightened inexplicably, and after a while, he sighed slowly.

Alas, this little doll is too stubborn, just this way of drawing, it's strange if it doesn't explode!

"Hmph! You've done a good job. ”

The Biling Fairy, who was standing high in the sky, suddenly a little annoyed, turned his head, looked at Xiao Huiming, whose eyes were red not far away, and his body was trembling slightly, and said angrily.

Because, for the whole eight days, she was already waiting quite impatiently, but because of the master's order, she had to complete the execution, so she survived so hard, but now that she has failed like this, she doesn't know how much time it will take to paint again.

"Impossible, I'm not wrong?"

Xiao Huiming, who was crawling on the leaves in the sky, muttered, according to the way he thought in his mind, he drew every stroke very seriously, and there were no mistakes during this period, how could this be?

He was also at a loss.

Just when everyone was at a loss, suddenly, they saw the dark green fragments above the sky, which began to slowly gather little by little, and in a moment, they saw a one-meter-square painting scroll slowly appearing above the sky.

Huh?

All the people on Feixiantai looked at this scene, and they all gasped and were shocked.