Chapter 289: Ban beast painting [three in one]

It was just a woman’s jealousy, and there was a place around the empty space. Zhang Hang and Xiao Yan stood there, which was special.
There are all people quoting, but the two are squatting below. Ji Mogong looks in his eyes. This is a bit unpleasant. When he listens carefully, he still despise his work. How to endure it and immediately swear.
It is simply challenging his authority and majesty.
I thought that in the face of questioning, this guy would immediately apologize, did not expect to say this.
Find a gadget that an apprentice can draw...
The anger slammed up, and the sullen face turned red.
"What do you say?"
The fists are pinched, and the eyebrows are raised. A force is radiated from the body, and the air is hunted. He is actually a strong point.
Under 20, it will reach the point of cultivating the hole. It seems that the cultivation talent of this season is not worse than the talent of calligraphy and painting.
Tsing Yi Xiao Yan did not expect Zhang Hang to say this, his face was white.
Not to mention that Jijia is one of the three major families of Wangcheng. He said that this season son, as a star-painting and calligraphy artist, has been supported by countless people and has a strong appeal, so provocative...not looking for death?
Infuriating each other, being shackled is light, and it is very likely that it will be blocked by the Association of Calligraphers and Painters. Even if you have more money, you will not be able to buy half of the works.
"This son, don't be tempted, you...the best apology, take a soft..."
I can't help but pull the young people around me and rush to hear.
When I finished, I saw the youth around me nod and said: "Oh, the apprentice can draw it, I said it wrong!"
"This is almost the same..."
Listening to him admits that Xiaoxi is trying to relax, and when he hears the following words, his eyelids turn over and he almost fell on the spot.
"...This is an insult to the apprentice. Looking at the level of this painting, it is estimated that it is better than scratching the head and the beast! I still have five million, five gold coins, I don't want it!" .
He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of things. He wants to find trouble and make a joke!
It’s not good to not find someone else’s trouble.
When the other party was painting, he didn't even use the library's abilities. From the knowledge alone, he saw seven or eight shortcomings. This low-level painting was not to be sent, but also money... how do you want?
Ban beast? Five gold coins?
He said that his face was indifferent, and all the people around him bit their tongues and watched the monsters.
In the Association of Calligraphers, so humiliating a painter, where is the confidence?
"You..."
Ji Mo Gongzi almost vomited blood.
It’s better to grab the head and the beast than he painted... No five gold coins...
This is no longer a face, but a denial of his professional ability!
"Okay, this clown show is not good-looking, let's go, go upstairs!" Faced with the angry opponent, Zhang Xuanbo was not surprised, turned and left.
Although he has just come to the Tianwu Kingdom, he has no status, but he will soon have to be judged by a famous teacher.
I really want to finish the test, the other party dares to speak like that, and on the spot, no one dares to say nonsense!
This is the privilege and ability of a famous teacher.
The teacher can't be insulted, the humiliating person will die!
A pretentious painter, forcing him to buy something, to buy and sell it, and to say that it is a very good face.
"Stop!"
See this guy to make his face lose face, turn around and want to go, Ji Mozi's face is distorted, going crazy.
However, although violent, but no anger, a deep breath, strong pressure on the heart of the anger, cold look.
"Since you are so confident, you seem to know a lot about painting and calligraphy. Do you dare to try it with me?"
"Compared?"
"Yes, you and I paint at the same time, find someone to come to the appraisal, who works well, the realm is high, who wins! Lose, not only to apologize to win the squat, but also to get out of the painting and calligraphy guild, I can't live forever. Come in..."
Ji Mo Gongzi’s eyes are stunned:
How, dare?

"Drawing at the same time? Looking for someone to identify? Are you sure?"
Seeing him so confident, Zhang hangs his head.
It’s nothing compared to him’s painting. Anyway, there’s nothing to do today. It’s just to come over to examine the painter, and it looks like no more than one, and the other party will definitely not give up.
"What, don't you dare?" Ji Mozi sneered.
"This is not, but..." Zhang hangs his hands and back, looking helplessly: "I am afraid... you will cry!"
Hey!
The crowd fell to the ground, a dumb silence.
Hey!
Afterwards, like dripping water in hot oil, everyone is upset.
"What is installed?"
"Ji Mo Gongzi is a formal painter, a guy who doesn't know where to come from, dare to speak out!"
"Compared with him, let him know what a real master of calligraphy and painting!"
......
The women around are all glaring, one by one, and I can’t wait to hang Zhang to live.
I have seen madness, haven’t seen such madness, dare to say that Ji Mogong will cry?
Do you know who he is?
Insufficient 20 to assess the success of the official painter, Tianwu Wangcheng is the first in history, and people are known as painting and calligraphy, and they are the first...
Afraid he cry?
Who do you think you are?
The president of the guild?
"You..."
Many fans are angry, and Ji Mozi is also a body swaying, almost spurting blood.
It’s too awkward to talk!
The more you know, the faster you die, and you wave your hand: "That's less nonsense, see the real chapter!"
When finished, I was afraid that the other party would repent, and turned to the head of a small beggar.
When I heard the instructions, Xiao Yan turned and walked out. It was not long, and the two old men strode over.
"These two are the guild's Cheng, Wu Vice President, two-star calligraphy and painting master, judged by him, there should be no problem!"
I heard that they were two vice presidents, and Zhang Sushang looked over.
These two people seem to be similar to the age of Master Lu Shen. The white beard, because of the perennial contact with painting and calligraphy, has an elegant temperament and a special charm.
"No problem!"
Anyway, the judge who judged is the same for him, and Zhang nodded.
"You want to compare?" came to the front, and Vice President Cheng brows.
There is a contradiction here. When I came, I heard Xiao Xiao said, a young man who didn’t know where to come from, actually dared to fight with Ji Mo, and said so arrogantly... let the two don’t know each other. Confidence.
"Yes!" Ji Mo Gongzi was covered.
"I don't know the little brother, where is the teacher, and who is studying calligraphy?"
The vice president of Cheng looked at Zhang Xuan: "There are some friendships between masters and masters of painting and calligraphy in the surrounding 13 countries, and they may still be old acquaintances!"
"It's just a little interest in painting and calligraphy, there is no teacher!" Zhang Hangdao.
His understanding of painting and calligraphy is all based on reading. There is indeed no teacher.
"Some interests? No teacher?"
The two vice presidents of Cheng and Wu looked at each other and they were puzzled.
Although the paintings and calligraphy are not in the front of many professions, but there is no inheritance of the teacher, if you want to learn the real thing, you can't do it.
With only some interest, dare to compare with a star painter?
Is it not so good to know the painter, or is it too confident?
"The paintings and calligraphy are made by the elegant taste, used to fight, there is a loss of elegance, the two really have a tongue-and-shoulder dispute, you can solve it privately, there is no need to fight!"
After hesitation, Vice President Wu dissuaded.
Painting is an elegant act, used to fight, there are people who have lost face.
"Please also ask the two masters not to discourage, the literati have a friend, the painter also roars. This guy insults the painting and calligraphy profession, today does not compare with him, I can not swallow this breath!"
The Zhang Hang has not yet opened, and the Ji Mozi bites his teeth.
These apprentices and beasts are not as good as this guy. I don’t teach a meal today. Afterwards, how can I see people?
"This..." Seeing his resolute attitude, the two vice presidents looked at Zhang Hang and saw the latter nod his face: "He wants to compare, than is!"
"Okay!"
See two people agree to the test, can not discourage, the two vice presidents had to promise: "Since you want to compare, we will judge! The rules are very simple, time is an hour, who makes the realm of painting High, who wins! The same realm, the painting time is short."
There is no first text. According to the truth, each person’s level of appreciation is different. It is difficult to decide the merits and demerits of the two works.
However, since painting and calligraphy are separated from the realm, and this level is used as a standard, no one can pick a fault.
"Get started!"
The rules were fixed. There was no opinion on both sides of the test. Several apprentices put out two tables, and the pen and paper were ready.
"The painting is open to any type, without restrictions, and can be played freely!"
See the two men walking to the position, Vice President Wu said.
"Yes!"
Ji Mo Gongzi nodded.
You can draw the best at not limiting the subject matter and kind.
The previous landscape map is not a regular painting. If you are proficient, you can definitely make a three-way work.
Become a star-studded painter, and there is no place to make the name louder. This guy comes out. It can be said that it is too timely to give a pillow.
Otherwise, it will not be so fussy, deliberately making things big.
"Okay, no comments, just start!"
The rules are said, the two have no objection, and Vice President Wu has a big hand.
"Good!"
Ji Mo Gongzi snorted, his palm turned over, the brush appeared in the palm of his hand, and he brushed his ink and painted again.
This time, in order to win more beautiful, he deliberately added more dazzling skills, causing him to scream again and again.
"Do you say that the Jimo son will win?"
" Nonsense, Ji Gongzi is the youngest talented painter in the younger generation. The president said that in the future, he is most likely to succeed him. How could he not win a soil bun that does not know where to come from?"
"This is..."
"Well? Jigongzi started painting, how did the earthen buns not even get the pen? It wouldn’t be arrogant, actually, wouldn’t you paint?

"It's really...it's still not moving..."
I saw that Ji Mogong’s splashes of ink and the excitement of the crowds were numerous. It was discovered that the young man who wanted to test with him was standing still and his face seemed to be tweaked.
"What happened to this little brother? Is there anything unspeakable?"
Seeing this appearance, Vice President Wu looked over.
"Oh, that's it..."
Zhang squinted his head, and some were embarrassed: "I thought about it. I made a painting like this and won him. It is also a big bully and a victory. Since I said that a beast is better than him, please ask... ...Is there a wild beast here? Can you borrow it for me to use, rest assured, I let it finish... I will give it back to you!"
"What?"
"He wants to use a wild beast and ... Ji Mozi to test?"
"Nima, I am not mistaken?"
Everyone was stunned and looked at the guy in front of him like a madman.
Any beast has a certain amount of wisdom, but it does not understand people, let alone painting.
Use the painting of a wild beast to compare with a formal painter...
How is this possible!
Open jokes.
I didn’t hear it, I saw it with my own eyes, I wonder if this guy is crazy.
Even if you see it with your own eyes, I feel that this guy is having a problem with his brain.
The people were surprised. The Ji Mozi, who was painting, was even more pumped. The 10,000-headed beast flew over his head, almost crushing the brush and throwing his face.
Looking for a wild beast and him...
Your sister, do you mean that I don't deserve to compare with you?
I wanted to force the other party to move the pen. When the result came out, it would make it shameful. Who knows... This painting began, and the body that was despised was incomplete.
If this guy really looks for a wild beast and loses himself, isn't it a beast?
Win, it’s just better than a beast...
Nima!
Ji Mo Gongzi only thinks that there is blood in his mouth, and the whole person is Sparta.
"Cough, although the beast is wise, but will not paint, you ... OK, this request?" Vice President Wu also squatted in the same place, could not help but look over.
I have seen the test time is too short, the paper is too bad, the ink is not good... Many requirements, I have never heard of it, I have to come over!
Are you sure you are not kidding?
"This is it!"
Zhang Xuan nodded, a serious face.
He can easily draw the works of the fifth world. It is really necessary to evaluate the painter. Even if it is not Samsung, it is at least two stars.
This kind of painting and calligraphy ability, compared with a little guy who just got a star, is really bullying.
There is no light on the face!
See it again, and confirmed that it has changed. The other party has not moved yet. Zhang Sushang looked over: "Don't you have a wild beast here? Is it difficult to find a wild beast?"
This is a literary association of painting and calligraphy, not a tamer guild.
"Difficult..."
The crowd shook.
This is not a good point.
The point is... How can a beast paint?
"Crazy!"
Mr. Wu’s vice president is at a loss, and the vice president of Cheng’s face is sinking and his hands are wide.
He has been immersed in painting and calligraphy for many years. He knows the difficulty of painting and calligraphy. Looking for a pretty beast to paint, he wants to win a formal painter?
It’s just that I don’t know how to be tall.
I originally thought that it was a dragon fight, I didn’t expect this guy to be a curse!
"Or...I'll go find it, I know there's a wild beast near here..."
Seeing everyone is still a chicken, Tsing Yi Xiaoyi hesitated.
"Go!"
The hanging hand swings.
"Yes!" Tsing Yi Xiaoyan hurriedly turned around and ran over with a wild beast for a short time.
It’s not so much a beast, it’s better to say that it’s a beast. There’s no fighting power. It’s similar to a domestic puppy and a kitten. I don’t know what to do with it.
Take the wild beast, Zhang looked at it, although I was not satisfied, but the test began, and there was no time to pick it.
"Try the ability of the poisoner!"
The wild beast is held in his arms, and Zhang Hang’s heart moves.
The reason why I dare to bet with the other party and say that painting with a wild beast is naturally not arrogant, but rather dependent.
Any beast, even if it is tamed, can't do things strictly according to people's thoughts, and wants to draw a work that is beyond the second world. Naturally, it cannot be placed on such uncontrollable things, but absolutely controlled.
Before changing, he certainly can't do it, even if it is a two-star animal trainer, but after the poison hall, it is different.
In the poison hall, after ten days of study, he not only practiced poison, but also controlled the poison to reach the level of the two-star poison master.
The most important thing is that he knows more about Tiandao, and can make his thoughts become tonics, and a thought becomes poison.
I want to strictly control a wild beast. With his mindful actions, the heavenly instinct is the best thing.
A hand reaches out, a true gas enters the body of the wild beast in the arms along the meridians. When the spirit moves, it is immediately scattered in the acupuncture points of its body.
"Get started!"
Be prepared to roll the wild beast in the ink pool and throw it on the large rice paper.
"What makes the wild beast paint?"
"I have to see what I can do!"
"I have seen this savage beast, there is no wisdom, what painting?"
......
Seeing Zhang Hang is not a joke. It really makes a wild beast stick to ink and climbs onto rice paper. It’s all stunned.
Ban beast painting...
Want to win a real painter?
Big Brother, are you not awake or kidding?
"Noisy!"
Vice President Cheng’s face was blue.
The painting and calligraphy is one of many occupations. The noble and extraordinary, actually let a wild beast paint on the body, it is simply unreasonable.
After a trial, I will drive this guy out.
The paintings and paintings do not allow him to be so insulted.
Unpleasant in the heart, being angry, I heard the voice of the old friend Wu’s vice president.
"No, Cheng Feng, look at it!"
"What's wrong?" Turning his head and seeing his old friend, he looked stunned and looked forward.
The brow wrinkled, and Vice President Cheng Feng followed the past. At first glance, it was also a glimpse.
"This...how is this possible?"
I saw the wild beast on the rice paper, hesitated, and walked slowly in one direction, leaving one after another on the paper.
These marks, which look irregular, follow a straight line, as if there is an invisible vine support.
There is no wise man, who is stained with ink, shouldn’t he escape immediately? How can this step by step, the footprints are not repeated?
"It's a kind of animal training!"
Mr. Wu’s voice rang in his ear.
"Yes!"
After hearing the old friend, Cheng Feng suddenly realized.
This wild beast does not escape, does not run around, but instead merges the footprints into a straight line, indicating that listening to the other party’s orders, letting a wild beast obey in a flash... This is definitely a very good way to train the beast!
It’s hard... is this young guy a bitter?
"However, even if it is tamed with the beasts, what is the use of these things? These footprints are neatly tidy, not a painting, let alone reach the realm of realism and agility."
Although shocked, Cheng Feng still shook his head.
Don't look at the record is only the first place of calligraphy and painting. Many apprentices, and even many people who study calligraphy and painting, have not been able to reach for many years.
What if the animal trainer's means can control the actions of the wild beast?
The wild beast is a wild beast. There is no feeling and consciousness for the painting. Even if it is controlled like a puppet, it is impossible to make an aura!
"Yes!" Vice President Wu nodded in deep thought.
He is also wondering what kind of medicine this guy is selling in the gourd.
Hey!
Unexpectedly, the wild beast that marched along the rice paper suddenly fell to the ground, and the ink on his body was immediately blackened.
"It seems that we are thinking too much..."
In fact, this pretty beast went out of the plum blossoms and looked pretty good. It was like a painting. However, when it fell, it immediately ruined the whole painting.
That is... this painting has been scrapped.
"How can a beast make a painting!" Cheng Feng snorted.
"Yes!" Vice President Wu also expressed emotion.
Shaking his head, the two are not paying attention to this sensational guy, and looking at the Ji Mozi.
It’s a genius. Although it’s just angry and angry, it doesn’t affect painting. The ink is like the wind. The outline of a picture has already appeared in front of everyone.
It’s a peony, proudly in the flowers, with the temperament that makes all the flowers look like a king.
"The king of flowers is a peony. His paintings have painted the peony's high cleanliness and arrogance, and all the charms of the group are all drawn. Once completed, I am afraid to directly impact the third world, meaning!"
Cheng Feng’s eyes are bright.
"Yes, Ji Mo is indeed a good seed, and it will be cultivated in the future. If we don't get it right, there will be a real legend!"
Mr. Wu also nodded.
They are two-star painters and have a deep research on calligraphy and painting. Although the works of Ji Mozi have not yet been fully formed, the outlines can be seen.
This painting is obviously much better than the fresh breeze landscape map. The charm is full, as long as there is no special big change in the back, it will reach the ideal situation and be nailed on the board.
Although it is only the simplest meaning, it can be easily made just after reaching a one-star painter. The talent of this season is not fake.
"Look, the Jimo son is finished soon..."
"Beautiful peony, I like this picture!"
"Too beautiful..."
......
The two felt that the Ji Mozi had begun to finish, the brush was moving up on the rice paper, and a pair of delicate peony figures appeared in front of everyone.
Call!
A finger flutters to outline the final stroke.
Hey!
With the completion of the paintings, everyone seems to have entered a garden full of flowers, flowers, peony, and a peony, giving people a feeling of glamour.
"is a three-dimensional painting!"
"Achieved the realm of meaning, great!"
"I said how the Ji Mozi might lose..."
......
I can come over and buy paintings, and I can be so sought after. I naturally understand the paintings. I didn’t see them just now. At this time, Ji Mogong completed, and suddenly recognized it.
The works of the realm of thought, even if they are a one-star painter, can't be made every time.
Especially when so many people watch and compare with others.
"Fortunately, not to be insulted!"
Throwing the brush, Ji Mozi looked at his paintings and nodded.
Seduce the girl, the flower is naturally the most suitable, the peony as the king of the flower, he put a lot of penpower exercises. Other paintings are not guaranteed to be able to enter the three realms. This picture has been practiced no less than a thousand times and tens of thousands of times, as long as one shot, nine out of ten.
Obviously, this time I was fortunate not to be insulted and achieved the expected results.
It is possible to make calligraphy and painting reach the three realities. Even a star-studded painter who has been immersed for more than ten years is difficult to do. He is a newly-recognized one-star painter, and it is easy to do. The situation of defeat.
"So arrogant, see what you can draw?"
There is a cold heart, let go of your work, and look up at the hanging from a distance.
I saw that the beast finally jumped from the rice paper.
Because there was too much ink on the rice paper, the plum blossoms on the rice paper, whether it was stepped on by the beasts of the beasts or the marks left by the fall, were all covered with ink. Now they are not dry and look watery.
In particular, the traces left by the fall, because the hair of the wild beast is relatively hard, messy, and it is not.
"This is the painting you said about the beast? Haha! I am laughing!"
Ji Mo Gongzi almost didn't drop his chin.
I thought that the other party was so arrogant that I could really make the paintings of the beasts so powerful. I didn’t expect this thing...
This is also called painting?
Sprinkle ink on it, is it stronger than this?
"It’s ridiculous to draw a picture of a game, but it’s ridiculous!"
"This is also called painting, isn't I also a painter?"
"Ignorant guy, after a while, see how you step down!"
Hearing his laughter, others also focused on each other, one by one full of disdain.
When you just get some ink, is it called painting?
Open jokes.
"Have your painting done?"
A wave of hands interrupted everyone's arguments, and Vice President Wu looked at Zhang Hang.
"Well, it’s almost..."
Zhang heard a sigh of relief when he heard the other person’s words.
If someone pays attention, you will find that his body is a little trembling and his face is white.
After studying in the poison hall, he can form a poison in the instinct of heaven, and form a tonic.
I just left a piece of infuriating in the wild beast and quietly controlled it. This allowed the beast to act on paper according to his thoughts. Although it was only a short ten minutes, it almost let him run out of spirit and a whole body. weak.
"It seems that it is too weak to be trained..."
With a sigh of relief, take a deep breath and secretly recover your strength.
Leave the infuriating body in the wild animal, relying on the control to become a poison or tonic, stimulate the acupuncture point, so that the beast can make the action he wants, it sounds simple, in fact, the mood is too high. .
If the mood scale is not above 5.0, it will definitely not be done.
Of course, more importantly, this animal level is very low, easy to control, if you change to a higher level, with his current strength, do not think about it.
"Almost?"
Mr. Wu’s president showed a disappointment.
I thought that this guy could make something terrible, I didn’t expect it to be...
"Okay, since Ji Mogong has been completed, he is almost here. I think we will announce the results directly!"
Vice President Cheng Feng said.
"Good!"
Mr. Wu nodded and pointed out the work left by Ji Mogong: "The peony of the season painter, the aura of the spirit, the high artistic conception, has reached the level of painting and calligraphy, the point of meaning."
After reading the works in front of Zhang Sushang: "This picture, I didn't understand, can say... nothing is..."
After hesitation, Vice President Wu continued: "So, my judgement is that... the season painter won!"
"My point of view is the same as Vice President Wu!"
Vice President Cheng Feng nodded.
"I won..."
After hearing the judgement announced the results, Ji Mogong sneered and looked at Zhang Xuan: "Since you have the result, you are going out and kneeling out, let me beat you, then throw the painter. Guild?"
Before the test, the two had already had a gamble, and the losing party apologized and rolled out of the Calligrapher's Guild, never coming again.
Now that Zhang has lost, how can he let go of the opportunity.
"This..."
Seeing the face of Jimo’s son, he was unreasonable. The two vice presidents looked at each other and wanted to dissuade them. Finally they shook their heads.
This foreign kid, who does not respect paintings and calligraphy, even uses the wild beast to paint, and it is indeed a lesson to learn. Otherwise, isn’t anyone in the painting and calligraphy guild can insult?
"Hey? Is this a judgment?"
After adjusting the interest for a while, Zhang Suedu resumed some physical strength. When he heard the words of Ji Mogong, he looked up.
"How? The two vice presidents gave the ruling, you don't want to admit it?"
Ji Mo Gongzi is cold.
"The two vice presidents are two-star painters, and the horizons are natural, but... I just said that my paintings are similar, not saying that they have been completed..."
Zhang hangs his head.
"Not completed? What do you mean? It’s hard to make a mistake, don’t admit defeat, and want to pick up the pen and continue painting?

Ji Mo Gongzi.
"Since it is said that it is a beast to paint, of course I will not use the pen, but this painting is still the last step..."
Zhang Hang laughed.
"Last step?"
All people are a glimpse.
You let the animal beast draw this, and the gadgets are not things, even if there is a last step, what is the use?
Unable to change the result without using a pen?
"I don't think he wants to admit defeat!"
"If you lose, you don't recognize it, you still have to force it, how can there be such a person!"
"Shameless!"
There are many people talking about it, looking at Zhang Hang, one by one showing a thick disdain.
Are you not very arrogant?
How did you pretend at this time?
The two vice presidents of the company, Wu and Wu, are also confused.
This is to make a bunch of ink on the paper. If you don't use the brush, can you turn it into a painting?
"The last step, well, you will finish! I will take a look, this step is completed, what else do you say!"
Ji Mo Gongzi sneered.
"That's good, I'm welcome!"
Disregarding the opinions of the people, Zhang Hang came to the front of the paintings and calligraphy, grabbed the corner of the rice paper, and shook it.
Hey!
There was a lot of ink drops on it. When he was shaken, he immediately ran down and covered the whole picture.
"Okay, my last step is done!"
Put the rice paper on the table and smile.
"Is this finished?"
A crowd of people, I thought what he called the last step, I did not expect to shake the paper, all of them confused.
"No, you see!"
It’s strange that this guy is doing something, suddenly, the crowd doesn’t know who is calling out.
When the voice was heard, Vice President Cheng Feng and Vice President Wu turned to look at the rice paper at the same time. At the same time, the whole body shook, his face turned white and his eyes rolled round.
A moment later, an incredible sound rang from the mouth.
"This...this...how is it possible?"