In the quiet courtyard, Ling Qingyan's movements quickly accelerated.

In his hand, there was an exquisite brush. In the void, a snow-white painting paper was suspended there. With Ling Qingyan's movements, there were some superficial outlines on the painting paper. As Ling Qingyan's movements accelerated, the shape of a beast-like monster gradually appeared.

Ling Qingyan's painting came here and paused slightly, and his eyes gradually closed.

If this scene is seen by ordinary people who are familiar with painting, they will definitely be extremely surprised. After all, painting is still necessary to distinguish it to a certain extent. There are still very few people like Ling Qingyan who use their feelings to draw.

"The first step to master a brush is to draw with your heart, rather than looking at the painting with your eyes..."

Ling Qingyan's heart was unprecedentedly calm. He felt that he seemed to have fallen into the state of enlightenment he had fallen into before, and his strokes were extremely relaxed and completed in one go.

Ling Qingyan's movements were like lightning, and ordinary people could not see his movements clearly.

Ling Qingyan's courtyard gate is wide open. Because there are not many people here usually, there is no need for any precautions. The people living in the courtyard next to them are all acquaintances.

At some point, three figures were already standing there outside Ling Qingyan's far away gate.

Are these three people the Lin Yifeng and the enemy brothers?

"Oh my God, when did Qingyan start drawing?"

Lin Yifeng looked at Ling Qingyan with his eyes closed in the courtyard, and his face showed a hint of surprise.

"Yes, when did Qingyan fall in love with this tone?" Qiu Xuan, the boss of the Qiu brothers, was also a little puzzled.

However, Qiu Xuan's eyes flashed, "Master, I have learned some of the painting methods in the past, but no one I know about the masters of painting can compare with Qingyan. This smooth movement is a bit better than some masters.

"No, right? Qiu Xuan, do you still know how to paint?"

Lin Yifeng asked a little disbelief.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Xuan raised his eyebrows, "This is naturally. I have practiced it at the beginning. Although it is just a three-legged cat, I still have this vision..."

"I can prove this."

Qiu Xuan next to him also nodded, "I really didn't expect that Qingyan was really proficient in painting."

"I don't know, what he is drawing?"

Lin Yifeng's eyes were full of doubts.

"After a while, we'll go in and take a look..." Qiu Xuan next to him said with a smile.

Half an hour passed quickly. Lin Yifeng and the other two looked at Ling Qingyan with their eyes closed without any stopping, and were stunned. Lin Yifeng said, "Oh my God, is this still a human? Half an hour has passed. Closed a pair of eyes and draw randomly. What can you draw.

Brother Qiu Xuan was also a little confused.

In their opinion, I have never seen anyone who painted with his eyes closed?

For a whole hour, Ling Qingyan's movement finally stopped, and his eyes opened at this time, looking at the painting slowly falling in the air, stretched out his hand and took it directly.

"Qingyan·Let's see, what kind of ghost drawing talisman you are drawing."

Just as Ling Qingyan was about to expand the painting to watch, Lin Yifeng outside rushed in first.

Ling Qingyan was a little surprised, but the painting in his hand was soon snatched by Lin Yifeng. Lin Yifeng unfolded the painting and watched it with the enemies brothers who were following behind.

"Oh my God...this, this..."

Lin Yifeng's eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be completely lost.

The enemies brothers next to Lin Yifeng were completely stunned at this time and could not say a word.

"Hi! What are you doing?"

Outside, two figures quickly walked in. It was Leng Qi and Wu Yong. Leng Qi and Ling Qingyan smiled at Ling Qingyan and walked to Lin Yifeng and the other two. They looked at the painting in Lin Yifeng's hands. When they saw this, their eyes were also a little round.

"This... is this Qingyan painted?"

Wu Yong was the first to wake up, and looked at Ling Qingyan's eyes full of incredibleness.

"No? This is the three of us who watched Qingyan paint a work that had been painted for an hour. It was so skillful, so skillful..."

Qiu Xuan nodded, and a slight tremor appeared in his voice.

"This is Junior Brother Ling, this is his wife, and this is his strange monster companion. Hey, what is this giant python..."

Leng Qi looked at the man and woman in the painting who looked like a fairy couple and said slowly, then saw the unicorn in the painting. Then he saw the hideous python, but hesitated a little.

"This is……"

Seeing this python, Lin Yifeng was a little familiar with it. His eyes flashed and he thought of some past events.

Ling Qingyan smiled and took the painting back from Lin Yifeng's hand and looked at it himself, but gradually, Ling Qingyan's brow frowned, "No! It seems that we have to think about it for a while, but there is still a little less heat on this stroke. The initial stage of this brush is so difficult. Before, I seemed to be silent in that wonderful state, and it was impossible to complete it perfectly!"

"Is this lack of heat?"

Lin Yifeng and the other five were all a little confused at this time.

They asked themselves that although they did not know much about painting, they really could not detect any flaws about Ling Qingyan's painting, and the whole painting looked extremely perfect.

"Qingyan, have you read it wrong? I see your painting perfect... Moreover, it was painted by you with your eyes closed. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, I really couldn't believe it," said Lin Yifeng.

The brothers of the Eight Family are fine. They watched Ling Qingyan paint before, while Leng Qi and Wu Yong were dull again.

"Drawn with your eyes closed?"

Leng Qi felt that he seemed to be unable to see through Junior Brother Ling.

"I'm missing a little. I'll study it and you can do it yourself."

Ling Qingyan shook his head, placed the painting casually on the stone table next to him, and thought about it with his eyes closed.

Ling Qingyan felt a little bitter at this time, but he had no idea that it was already a great achievement to make such a painting after touching a brush for the first time.

If the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace Yan Yuntian knew that Ling Qingyan would be able to paint this level for the first time after mastering the introductory chapter of the painting brush, he would be able to paint at such a level. I wonder how surprised he would be!

Of course, Ling Qingyan didn't know about these things. He thought he was too bad and had practiced wrongly.

Leng Qi and others next to him were speechless, but they didn't continue to speak, for fear of disturbing Ling Qingyan who was thinking now.
Chapter completed!