Chapter 672 This is not painting, this is prodigal
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Broken wood?
You actually call the extremely rare Jiuxuangui Essence Wood broken wood?
I really think you look like broken wood, and your whole family is made of broken wood!
Hearing Shi Dachuan's question, Ke Yan on the side also twitched the corners of his mouth and began to complain crazily in his heart!
"I was in such a hurry when I came out this time that I forgot to bring some ready-made paintbrushes!"
"Let's just use this broken piece of wood to make some paintbrushes!"
"You can just take a knife and cut off a random piece, and then just use the brush in Master Ke's hand to peel it off!"
Hearing Shi Dachuan's inquiry, Ye Feng explained it very casually, then took out a sword from the system space and threw it directly to Shi Dachuan!
Peng! Peng! Peng!
In the quiet room, the sound of chopping wood began to sound one after another!
Seeing Shi Dachuan's violent chopping, Ke Yan on the side was almost suffocated with pain, and he roared loudly in his heart: "That's Jiu Xuan ghost wood, you have to use a special knife,
It’s only right to carefully cut off a small piece and then refine it, how can you cut it like this!”
crazy!
At this time, Ke Yan was really going crazy!
Seeing the wood chips flying everywhere, he felt really distressed. After all, those large pieces of wood chips were all wasted. If they were not wasted, they would be enough to make several Jiu Xuan Ghost Essence paintbrushes!
"Who the hell is this guy?"
"If he can possess black sandpaper and such a large piece of Jiuxuangui essence wood, then he cannot be an ordinary painting repairman!"
After being shocked, Ke Yan also looked at Ye Feng, and then he furrowed his brows and secretly guessed.
"Wait a moment!"
"Isn't this guy planning to use black sandpaper and Jiu Xuan ghost brush to compete with me?"
At this moment, Ke Yan suddenly thought of this extremely important thing, and then there was a look of uneasiness on his face. He even wanted to say something to Ye Feng now: "You want a place, I will give you a place."
, but a painting competition is really not worth using this level of paper and pen!"
call!
Taking a deep breath, Ke Yan also showed a smile on his face. Then he looked at Ye Feng and asked tentatively: "Master Ye, are you planning to use this black sandpaper and Jiuxuan ghost essence paintbrush?"
Want to compete with me?"
"yes!"
"This is just a competition to learn how to draw. I don't need to use some better paper and pens. I'll just make do with this one!"
"Why, isn't my set of pen and paper too rubbish?"
Hearing Ke Yan's inquiry, Ye Feng also asked with some uneasiness, and at the same time complained in his heart: "The system is getting more and more tricky, so I just said to get some top-notch paper and pen, but the system just wouldn't do it, now it's better.
You must have been slapped in the face!”
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No need to get something better?
Is this just a make-do?
Is this something a human being can say?
Hearing Ye Feng's words of Versailles, Ke Yan was really shocked. He never thought that Ye Feng could say such words of Versailles, which made him not know how to answer it for a moment!
"Is it so rubbish?"
"Then I'm still going to chop it off on the outside!"
"I think I heard someone say before that the heart of the sacred tree used to make paintbrushes is the best part!"
Thinking of this, Shi Dachuan first rolled up his sleeves, and then the sword in his hand instantly turned into countless knife shadows. Countless sawdust were seen flying horizontally, and a giant tree five meters long and half a meter in diameter began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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"Fuck!"
"Then what the hell are you doing, are you crazy?"
"With such a big Nine-Xuangui essence tree, what the hell is all that's left of it?"
Seeing the sawdust on the floor and the precious tree heart that was one meter long and thigh thick in Shi Dachuan's hand, Ke Yan staggered and almost fainted from anger!
At this time, in his eyes, Shi Dachuan was no longer a seductive beauty, but a pure prodigal old woman, the kind of prodigal old woman who wanted to cut her off with a stick!
"Elder Ye!"
"I once heard someone say that the best part of the sacred tree from which paintbrushes are made is the heart of the tree!"
"Since this is a rubbish sacred tree, then we can only use the best tree heart to make do with it!"
At this time, Shi Dachuan also looked at Ye Feng and explained aloud.
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You say it as if you know it very well?
But do you know that you have cut down half of the tree’s core!
If you don’t understand, then don’t just make random cuts!
When Ke Yan on the side heard Shi Dachuan's words, he was so angry that he almost fainted and fainted!
"Yeah!"
“The heart of the tree is the best part of making a paintbrush!”
"I wanted to remind you just now, but I didn't expect you to know this!"
"However, you haven't cut down to the heart of the tree yet. You have to continue cutting until you reach the thickness of your arm. That's the real heart of the tree!"
At this time, Ye Feng also showed a look that he understood very well, and then directly reminded Shi Dachuan.
"groove!"
"Do you two understand this at all?"
"If you don't understand, don't mess around!"
"If I continue like this, I really won't be able to bear it!"
Hearing Ye Feng's unprofessional words, Ke Yan couldn't believe his ears. He even began to wonder if Ye Feng was a painter!
After a while!
"Xiao Shi!"
"You can use such a broken piece of wood to make such an exquisite paintbrush. I must say, you are really talented in this area!"
Looking at the delicate paintbrush in his hand, Ye Feng was extremely satisfied and praised Shi Dachuan.
"Shennima is so talented!"
"A piece of Jiuxuangui Essence Wood that big is enough to make tens of thousands of paintbrushes!"
"In the end, I just made a paintbrush. Do you call this talent?"
After Ke Yan on the side heard Ye Feng's words, the corners of his mouth began to twitch uncontrollably!
"Master Ye!"
"Do you really want to use this Nine-Xuan ghost brush to paint on this black sandpaper?"
"You know, once the Nine-Xuan Ghost Essence brush is fused with divine power, it will be discarded immediately after use!"
Seeing Ye Feng holding the Nine-Xuan Ghost Essence brush and preparing to paint, Ke Yan quickly reminded him.
“If you scrap it, just scrap it!”
"Isn't that what a paintbrush is for?"
"If not, do we have to keep the cubs?"
After saying that, Ye Feng took the Jiu Xuan Ghost Essence brush and started painting on the black sandpaper!
"groove!"
"That way to hold the pen!"
"This is a free-spirited painting style!"
"This guy is not a painting artist at all!"
When Ke Yan saw all the details of Ye Feng's painting, he immediately went crazy, and his heart collapsed and he thought: "How can this guy be painting? He is just like that prodigal old woman, he is prodigal!"