Chapter 912: Eschatology

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The old man looked at the chessboard speechlessly, I'm afraid he had never encountered a time when the chessboard was full in his lifetime. What a matter, this is ...
"Taoyou, how do you go ... the sword goes off the edge, like Bai Ku's mark is inconceivable, I don't know where the teacher is?" The old light and shadow began to question Bai Yang's whereabouts.
I have a teacher from Mao, and Bai Yang still smiles and asks, "Dare to ask my predecessor, have I passed?"
Since Bai Yang didn't want to say the old man, he wouldn't ask, and said nothing: "Since it is a tie, it is naturally a pass"
"Thank you, senior, I'll go to the next place to see" Bai Yang stood up and arched, then turned around and took the kitten and waited to leave.
The old man said with some enthusiasm behind Bai Yang: "Dao You have the opportunity to talk about the game again, it's really enthusiastic."
In another round, I will reveal the stuffing ...
Although Bai Yang walked smoothly, he felt a sense of desertion in his heart. He would play a chess game, and he would go to the side with a sword. Uncle, you are too high on me.
After the poplar left, there was a commotion among the crowd of eating melon on the sidelines. Someone could play a tie with an elder of Tianyinzong in chess. This is a big thing, and the news soon radiated. Numerous people were curious. Began searching for the trail of Aspen.
No way, the old man is the elder of Tianyinzong, not to mention his own cultivation status. He is well-known in the world just by playing chess. It can be called the national hand of the Daguang Dynasty. Now someone can draw a tie with him. ?
When people were looking for poplars, he had gone to the next place.
The first level of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the level of chess is over, and after a while he came to the next place.
The second place, draw!
A little inquiring, Bai Yang understands the rules, the free proposition, which means whatever you draw, anyway, you have to draw an outstanding picture.
This proposition is somewhat general, what is it to draw an outstanding picture?
In this fantasy world, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not as simple as entertainment. Some paintings made by some well-established artists have special effects.
Not to mention the other, as Bai Yang saw at this time, there were hundreds of tables lined up in front of him, and young talents were splashing ink, and the painting was called a magic.
Someone drew a flower, and stroked it in a stroke. The flower actually grew from the painting, and there was a floral fragrance!
Someone drew a bird, and the bird actually flew from the painting, and the call of the cricket seemed to create a life out of nothing.
Others have painted landscapes and plants, which really looks like a real world with strokes. It should not be too magical.
Seeing this kind of picture, Poplar is a little bit sore. He made him draw a sketch or something like a photo, but it is impossible to have such a vision in the painting.
The transformation of this world of Gein contains artistic conception. What is artistic conception? That was to infuse the author's spirit and spirit in the transformation, to transform the simple brushwork into sublimation, so that the painting has a unique connotation, which fits the nature of the heavens and the earth and thus produces a vision.
Don't underestimate these visions. As far as what Poplar sees and hears, there are paintings that draw a strange beast, but they have terrible fighting power.
This situation was rare in the previous Chen Dynasty dynasties. However, in the Daguang Dynasty, people lived and worked in peace here. They specialize in researching these ways, and they have brought entertainment to the extreme.
Before playing Chess, Toyo didn't care about the board at all, but he knew that if the chess vision was displayed, it would be like trapping an army!
This is difficult to do. It is not good at painting Bai Yang itself, but it is difficult to draw a superior painting!
expensive!
At this moment, a dragon groan shocked the soul. Someone drew a dragon, and that dragon rushed out of the painting for nine days, traversing the sky with majestic endlessness, and the breath was comparable to the master of martial arts. When rushed into the painting, it was just a line of dragons.
boom!
Someone painted a flamingo on the other side, and rushed out of the painting as if it were hot and rolling, the terrible high-temperature roasting distorted the surrounding void.
"Draw the Emperor Dragon who should be the sixth prince? Visit the Royal Emperor Dragon Pool all year round and experience the spirit and spirit of the Emperor Dragon. The pen and ink can reproduce the power of the Emperor Dragon, which is really powerful."
"The one who painted the flamingo was not easy, but he didn't know the way. He had never heard of it before. It was a blockbuster ..."
Every time someone draws a shocking transformation, he will be amazed by the people around him. When looking at the transformation author, he will worship with admiration.
Although there is no first in the text, when others are too much beyond themselves, it is really impossible to compare.
There is no doubt that the six princes who painted the dragon and the people who painted the flamingo passed the level and went to the next test.
However, At this time, Poplar's face hurts.
At this moment, someone's conversation caught the attention of Bai Yang, listening to his eyes lit up.
"I am afraid that no one can surpass the dragon prince's painting and the flamingo who painted it?"
"That is, of course. The animals drawn with strokes have such a terrible power. They are comparable to masters. Who can compare with them?"
"It is difficult to surpass them, unless someone makes a propositional painting that has never been seen in this world. God has a feeling and fits the heaven, otherwise he cannot surpass it at all."
"Is that Xiongtai too exalted? Although the six emperors are amazing in their transformation, they are only seven grades on the painting road. It is rumored that the nine grade painter can completely paint a complete world.
"Well, there are nine artists in the world ..."
The next dialogue, Bai Yang, was not in the mood to listen, and was thinking about the phrase 'proposition paintings that have never existed in this world'.
Many things have special meanings for the first time. It is rumored that the Earth ’s Huaxia made characters crying and deceiving ghosts, and Fuxi ’s gossip shocked the gods. It can be seen that the first appearance will be extraordinary, especially in this fantasy world. All kinds of magical visions will appear under the approval of Heaven.
Thinking about it, Aspen has an idea, I'm afraid there is no such a proposition in this world yet?
So Poplar walked to a table, his appearance was not noticeable, and people's attention was attracted by others.
Standing behind the table, Aspen was thinking with her eyes closed, the kitten's eyes were sharpened, and she helped to polish Aspen on the side. She was curious about what her young master could paint, no matter what her young master painted ...
With his eyes closed and contemplation, the thoughts in the poplar's mind gradually became clear, so he reached out and held the pen, his mind completely silent on the transformation of his imagination.
At the moment of Bai Yang's writing, this originally peaceful square was blowing inexplicably, and a heavy dark cloud appeared strangely above the sky, and the sky suddenly became dark.
How is this going?
Countless people are stunned, it seems like the rhythm of rain?
Silent to the imagination, the white poplar did not care about the external changes, and the ink-stained writing brush fell on the rice paper with a stroke of darkness.
Bang!
The moment the poplar wrote, a thick black cloud trembled over the sky, a lightning flashed across it, and the world shook as if his next painting should not appear in this world.
It was also at this time that everyone present was trembling, and they subconsciously set their sights on the side of Poplar. When the poplar was writing down, the terrible breath from the rice paper in front of him burst out, that breath Filled with despair and death, it is trembling!
Regardless of this, Bai Yang was still painting alone, sketching quickly on the paper.
When he was painting, the breath of death and despair on the paper was turbulent and thin like the waves of the sea, the world was completely darkened, the winds blasted away the sand and stones, and the dark clouds on the dome rolled with lightning and thunder.
This vision attracted the attention of countless people. The six emperor sons of the Daguang dynasty who had left suddenly stopped and looked over. Not only that, but even the depths of the Tianyinzong Mountains cast a god-like look on this side. There are countless gazes across the void even in the Daguang Dynasty.
The world is quiet, and countless people are attracted by their attention. They are commanded to look here. The world is silent, and only Bai Yang paints.
Bai Yang's paintings were dark and full of darkness, and with his sketches, a desolate painting was gradually formed.
The earth is full of blemishes, white bones and corpse bones shed into the mountains and blood flow into the river, there are strange beasts roaring, someone roars in despair, the broken weapons are decaying in the cold wind, the earth is collapsing and the vegetation is dying.
The sky and the earth are filled with the dark gas of death, and upwards, simple pen and ink outline the broken sky, and the shocking cracks make people feel despair.
Above is the starry sky. Stars are crumbling and broken, black holes devour everything, and huge star fragments are icily floating across the lonely starry sky. Www.EbookFREE.me ~ The stars are destroying, the world is destroying, and life is destroying.
Everything is destroying, no hope of life can be seen, and the breath of despair and utter despair fills everything.
When Bai Yang was painting, the breath of death and solitude on that piece of Mi Xufang's paper surging, the dark clouds across the sky stretched for thousands of miles, and the thunder and lightning raged in the clouds like a dragon traveling.
In the middle of Bai Yang's paintings, a terrible thunder in the dark clouds rushed down, pointing directly at Bai Yang's paintings, as if that painting should not exist in the world.
However, for some reason, when the terrible thunder was about to fall on the painting, it disappeared silently.
Bai Yang felt something. She should stop painting, but a voice from Wei An said in her ears: "Paint in peace, don't worry about it, everything is mine. I want to see what amazing paintings you can draw."
Hearing this sentence, Bai Yang continued to paint without hesitation.
Broken earth, desperate beings, cracked sky, crumbling starry sky ...
As Bai Yang's paintings continued, dark clouds traversed tens of thousands of miles over the sky, and the terrible thunderous thunder rushed to destroy the painting.
People in the square watched this scene blankly. What did this person draw? Actually caused a thunderstorm?
Half an hour later, the sky was covered by dark clouds for more than 100,000 miles, and an endless thunder bombarded it. As if the poplar was centered, it turned into a party of thunder. In the dark, the person who helped Poplar to block the thunderous thunder of the day did not know how much he had paid. s hard work.
Bai Yang fell on the rice paper for the last stroke, and after thinking about it, he wrote two words in Tianyuan Empire writing on the side.
Eschatology!
boom.
The sky trembled, the dark clouds across the 100,000-mile sky were distorted, and a purple thunder with a diameter of 100 meters descended with a sense of oblivion and pointed at the eschatological picture ...