: Festival 50: Scenery in Heart, Scenery in Painting

Continent of Pandaria.
Recently Bai Hu is busy doing a big thing.
Since it is sooner or later for Pandaria to return to the world, it is also an inevitable choice to prepare in advance.
However, the pandaren have an old saying well: take people's money and help people to dispel disasters.
Although his old friend Titan Sarodal promised, he always welcomed the return of the pandaren, and did his best to help the pandaren into the already unknown Azeroth world.
But Bai Hu thinks that one can get it, get on the table, and represent a precious gift of the pandaren race. This is a must.
Can't someone help you for nothing? Even if Bai Hu believes that even his old friend is not good, he will keep his promise to help the pandaren. But this is also a matter of returning to the same size. It is a matter of others' attitude. Whether to do it or not is their own problem.
It was a bit difficult for White Tiger to come up with a gift that the Titan could see.
Weapons and gold coins, or monks' martial arts, must not be despised. A divine deity is not too expensive to value these mortal things.
After thinking about it, Bai Hu finally thought of a suitable gift.
Think of it another way, why do you have to give a precious or powerful gift?
Now that my old friends know and understand the culture of pandaren very well, it is good to send a special gift with pandaren culture style.
Bai Hu summoned the Supreme Four Heavenly Gods and told his three partners about his thoughts.
"Good idea, rational decision, but ... what kind of thing is the most representative?" Zhu Hechijing asked Baihu with a gentle voice.
"Pandaren's culture has continued for countless years. There are so many representative things. It's impossible to give each one the same." The thick voice of Xuan Niujia soap rumbling.
Bai Hu shrugged. "You asked me, and I want to ask you, but this idea suddenly came into being, so I told you to come and think together."
Qinglong Yulong thought for a long time, then raised the elegant faucet and looked at the three partners.
"Why not put the magnificent mountains and rivers of Pandaria in the painting?"
As soon as Bai Hu's eyes brightened, he nodded immediately, then shook his head again.
"That's right! The famous ink painting of Pandaren has taken this great river and mountains into account. But ... Is it just a painting that is too light?"
Yu Long smiled mysteriously. "Who said it was just an ordinary painting?"
Soon, the pandaren emperor Shao Hao issued an order to all the people, summoning the most famous and talented ink-and-wash master in the folk to go to the Fairview Valley.
The masters gathered for a grand event.
What excites them most is that the Supreme Four Heavenly Gods, which the pandaren believes in, even came to the site in person and made a request that they could not refuse.
"We are going to make a painting that will take in the magnificent scenery of the entire Pandaria continent, so that just looking at one painting, we can enjoy the entire mountains and rivers of Pandaria."
Bai Hu's speech made the masters crazy.
This is a huge project. The masters have been told that this unprecedented masterpiece is a unique gift to the Titan God after the pandaren return to the world in the future.
The masters felt thrilled when they thought that the paintings they participated in would be hung in the room of the gods.
So a unique journey began, the masters, under the protection of monks, traveled across the entire Pandaria continent.
Even the praying mantis plateau and the dreaded wasteland, as well as the islands of Thor and Giant, which are suspended overseas, have also carefully toured under the protection of the four gods.
A few months later, Zodiac Day, Yongchun Terrace.
The masters gathered here, feeling the gusts of wind blowing from the Splendid Valley, and the solemn and solemn atmosphere of Yongchun Terrace.
They started painting.
Each area is jointly responsible for more than a dozen masters, who will hand over their own works, selected by the four gods themselves, and finally form a complete Pandaria mountain and river map.
Each piece of ink painting, either exquisite, solemn, or freehand, was delivered to the hands of the Four Gods.
The masters sat around the city, looking calm but nervously waiting for the final decision of the Supreme Four Gods.
Qinglong Yulong floated to the center of Yongchun Terrace, and a gentle water-like voice brushed the hearts of everyone present.
"The final selection result is ... all selected."
When the masters heard the words, they froze.
All finalists? Are you going to throw all these older paintings to that Titan?
Is that Titan or the ink painting wholesaler?
But the next moment they understood the meaning of Yulong, and they stood up excitedly, watching the vision in the middle of Yongchun Terrace.
All the paintings floated around Yulong at this moment and seemed to be merging.
An emerald green energy joined the ranks of fusion, and the blue dragon bestowed wisdom on this painting. Those who look at the painting will enjoy the magnificent mountains and rivers anywhere on the mainland of Pandaria as if they were there.
The silver-white energy rushed in, and the white tiger gave the painting the same pride and strength. Anyone other than the owner of the painting who wanted to watch it or tried to destroy it would suffer. Avalanches generally relentlessly counterattack.
Earthy yellow energy poured in slowly, and Xuan Niu gave the painting the ultimate tenacity and the sense of history, making the scene in the painting look like the real thing.
The crimson energy rushed in, and Zhu He gave this painting endless vitality. Everything in the painting is life, and the painting itself is no longer a dead thing. It is the epitome of Pandaria. One year in the painting, one day in the world, Zhuanggong Mengdie, Diemeng Zhuanggong.
A one-meter-long white scroll floated quietly on the platform. What surprised everyone was that from time to time in the closed scrolls a flying bird or a petal fell out, as if there was another vibrant world hidden in the painting.
Bai Hudu stepped forward and carried out the final process.
He knows very well the character of his old friend, and knows his preferences better.
A ray of light poured into the scroll, which slowly unfolded.
The background at this moment is a peach tree peculiar to the Pandaria continent. The pink leaves fell off with the wind as the scroll unfolded, and fell through the scroll into the real world.
After the light shot into the painting, a hazy figure condensed under the tree.
It was a beautiful human female. She wore a Pandaria continental style dress and was quite a classical oriental beauty.
The waterfall-like dark black hair has been hanging down to the waist, and the white classic dress is as tailor-made as the girl's figure is drawn to the fullest.
The girl's large, exquisite and spiritual eyes looked curiously at the white tiger outside the scroll, and then she became shy. After a while, seeing that the white tiger was still watching, she summoned the courage to show an unpleasant look of pride, and it seemed that she did not like to let the white tiger, the stingy tiger head, appreciate the picture.
"Flower and bird wind and moon."
Four days named the painting.
This divine picture will be given to Titan Sarodal as a unique gift on the day when Pandaria returns to the world.
Late at night, Yongchun Terrace is surrounded by pleasant insects and breeze.
"Flower, Bird, Wind and Moon" will remain at the highest point of Yongchun Terrace, absorbing the essence of the sun, moon, heaven and earth, and the energy provided by the four gods.
The originally tightly closed scroll suddenly jittered, and then unfolded suddenly.
The classical girl stretched out her half of the picture, and curiously looked at the world that made her feel strange and different.
She couldn't completely get out of the picture scroll, fully probed her body, and floated a few centimeters above the picture scroll, which was already her maximum limit.
Suddenly the girl was happy, and she seemed to find something.
The scroll suddenly moved to a pink wild flower beside the platform. The girl gently pulled up the small flower with her hand, and then immediately stuffed it into her scroll and planted it under the peach tree.
The girl is born with a strange characteristic. She likes to turn some beautiful things into paintings and fix them at the moment that they are always blooming.
Then the girl looked around with a little worry and vigilance, thinking that no one had noticed her little behavior, patted her chest, and then slammed back to her place, closing the picture again.
On the hillside not far, the four-day gods in a state of invisibility were a little funny.
"The little girl in the painting is very lively, haha." Bai Hu shook his head with a smile.
Qinglong is a bit worried.
"This painting should not have so many abilities. This is completely deviated from our assumptions. Although her offensive power is not strong, she is indeed a fetish. And I am most worried about it. Her characteristics ... and how her future owner will affect her. "
"You can make Bai Hu an old friend. The heart is definitely not bad. I believe there will be no problem." Xuan Niu exhaled a white gas and said dullly.
"Agree, and it is impossible to repent now. Bai Hu has attached the power of the Titan. Although we do n’t know much about the outside world, I still recognize the eyeball mark on the surface of the scroll, is it right? Ah Baihu ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Zhu He jokingly asked Baihu.
Bai Hu did not deny, "Yes, some time ago, when I was a little confused, the projection of Titan Sarodal came once. He gave me a crystal full of his divine power, and now it is just used on this. Unless there is a stronger presence than Sarodhar forcibly erasing the mark, the flowers and birds will only belong to Sarodhar. "
Yulong gently tapped the faucet and looked at the flowers and birds Fengyue below.
"It would be better, otherwise we would really make a big mistake."
"Although this painting does not have much attack power, her use in other aspects is even more horrible. If it falls into the hands of dark-hearted people, it will be a catastrophe."
"The scene in the heart, the scene in the painting."
"We ... what the has been created."
In the scroll, the classical girl shuttles lightly under the peach tree.
It seems that something is missing?
At this time, it was like an invisible paintbrush, quickly depicting a few chubby rabbits. Then the rabbits lived, and they ran around the girl affectionately.
The girl didn't know what she had just done.
She's so happy now that she won't be alone by herself.
The girl thought of an elegant guqin again. If she had a qin, she could sit here and play for a long time.
An unpretentious guzheng was pictured and placed quietly under a tree.
The girl rushed up happily, and after a while, the melodious and peaceful piano music echoed in the painting.
The peach blossoms fell in the wind, and a beautiful picture was hidden in this tightly closed picture.
The scene in the heart, the realm in the painting.