Chapter 1440: Being married?

"Wu Daojing, you said... I lost?"
I can't believe it, I can't help it anymore, Zhang Ziqing asked.
"Yes, his work, using the simplest painting method, is directed at the true meaning. The ordinary nine-star painters can't do it. Your work is not bad, but it is far less..."
Wu Daojing should have a voice.
This level of weapons already has its own spirituality and can communicate with people.
"He drew a few strokes on it with a sword, and didn't even have a trace left... How could the nine-star painter not do it..."
Zhang Ziqing's hair is caught quickly.
Don't say anything, can you say that?
So many people watched his paintings with his own eyes, picked up a slate on the ground, and sculpted with a sword... Nothing on the lines, where is the painting?
"Be careful when you look at it, you will find something special..."
Seeing her doesn't understand, Wu Daojing swayed a bit, no longer said more, and seemed to be still immersed in beautiful works, unable to extricate himself.
After hesitating, a few steps came to the table, Zhang Ziqing looked down at the slate in front of him.
The surface of the slate also has the dust left when it was pulled out from the ground. The traces carved by the stonemason were still there. The road was exactly the same as the stone on the ground. There was nothing special.
"There is no painting on this..."
After carefully, I didn't find any traces left by the sword. The more I thought about it, the more strange I felt and the spread.
The eyes can't see, maybe God knows, you can observe the problem.
"Hmm?"
God knows that the stone in front of you will be covered, and Zhang Ziqing suddenly stagnates, and the body keeps shaking: "This, this..."
The lips don’t stop, they can’t seem to believe it.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Buchen and others also frowned, couldn't help but spread the knowledge and look to the front.
At first glance, the same is the same.
"Yes, this stone, which I painted with swordsmanship, is not real. The stone that was in the past has already been broken into powder, and I have taken it into the storage ring..."
See them seeing the problem, Zhang Hang gently smiles.
The sword was arrogant, and the outsiders looked like they didn’t leave any stone. In fact, they used swords and used the stone just as a sample to repaint an identical one.
When he was a seven-star painter, he realized the virtual book, and he could paint in the air, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false. At this time, it reached the peak of eight stars, and naturally it was even more important.
Although it is a combination of swords and swords, it is difficult to distinguish even the nine-star painters without the observation of the gods.
Because of this, no matter whether it is Zhang Ziqing, or the two elders who are dust-free and innocent, they have not noticed the abnormality. They never dreamed that the stone that had been picked up from the ground before disappeared. This is a pair of eyes. painting"!
"The stone we painted, we didn't even see it..."
"Ziqing just makes the bamboo spiritual, looks like real, and he has already detached from this realm, and no one can recognize it because of the real thing..."
Understand, Zhang Wuchen and Zhang Wuzhen are unbelievable.
The real nine-star painting and calligraphy artist, if you draw the words, can be fake and true, and it is difficult to distinguish between real people. I did not expect that this young man can do it.
It’s hard to be, is he already a nine-star?
It’s so horrible!
"I... Lose!"
The palm of your hand gently touches the "rock" in front of you. It is found that there is no difference between it and the real thing. It is not a detective, not detectable. Zhang Ziqing has a pale face and muttered to himself.
I thought that the other party was a swearing sword, and I never thought that it was really painting, and, even so spiritual, no one could tell.
It’s no wonder that Wu Daojing said that she lost... but lost, a mess, not at the same level.
"With a sword, draw a work of this level, you... with a brush, how strong is it?"
I can’t help it anymore, I saw it to the youth in front of me.
The other party said that she was serious. She thought that she would come up with all the abilities. She did not expect to use only a sword to make a work that she could not surpass... I really want to use a brush, how strong?
"I didn't lie to you, I was really serious about painting!"
Seeing that she is full of sorrow, Zhang Hang smiled and nodded: "To tell the truth, your understanding of painting and calligraphy is indeed very strong. If it is not to win over you, I may just find the root weeds and draw, no. Maybe use a sword! Actually, I really want to paint with my heart, sword and brush, not much different."
"Wild Grass?"
The skin is pumping, Zhang Ziqing: "How do you paint this thing?"
"It's very simple..."
Looked around for a lap, hanging a finger, not far from the garden, a wild grass flew over, falling in the palm of your hand, gently hooking.
Hey!
The water in the pool flew over and landed on the weeds, hanging to pinch the grass roots and slowly dancing in the air.
Zombie!
The air around it was immediately thickened. In an instant, a wide river appeared in front of everyone, roaring and roaring, and seemed to flow out at any time, drowning the entire yard.
"Void painting, do not use ink, draw rivers with water?"
Zhang Ziqing swallowed.
She paints, using the most precious brush, and the most precious ink, always feels like this, in order to push the realm of the work to the peak, seeing the other side to understand, this is not the case.
Because the hand is coming, there is nothing to paint, nothing to enter the painting... This is the real master of calligraphy and painting, and truly researches the super genius in the bones.
"This painting...is also higher than my mangosteen image!"
After reading for a while, although Zhang Ziqing did not want to admit it, he had to admit that the other side used the weeds and the pool water to paint the river casually.
"Oh... I just painted that stone, and my understanding of painting and calligraphy has improved a bit, so now I use wild grass and I paint well..."
Zhang Su explained.
After learning the ability of the eight-star painter, he rarely painted. The stone just was the first serious, and the result... got a lot of valuable experience, so... the understanding of the painting is a deeper step.
Therefore, if you paint with wild grass, it is more than the other side.
"Is it going?"
The body swayed again, and Zhang Ziqing turned black.
She believes that in painting and calligraphy, she has a talent that no one can compare. It can be compared with the one in front of me. The difference is still too far away. It is not the same!
"Purple Fairy, I remember you said that as long as the younger generation, someone can beat you in the chess and calligraphy, no matter who, will commit to marry ... I wonder if it is true?"
Suddenly, a young man in the crowd shouted out.
"This..."
Zhang Ziqing glanced, and then looked again at the Zhang Hang, not far away, and the brow wrinkled slightly.