The two immortal kings standing behind Mr. Hua were preparing to attack Liu Wuxie for the second time.
Everyone was puzzled by Liu Wuxie's behavior, why he came out for no reason and accused Mr. Hua of not being a disciple of the Holy Painting.
Even if he is not a disciple of the Master of Painting, he will not expose him in public, which is equivalent to enmity with the Master of Painting for no reason.
Everyone's eyes fell on Liu Wuxie's face, including the woman in green, wanting to know how Liu Wuxie could resolve the situation.
The two Immortal King Realms in front of Mr. Hua were approaching Liu Wuxie step by step. They would never hold back this time. The terrifying aura completely enveloped Liu Wuxie.
The other monks around him looked like it had nothing to do with them, and they all showed gloating smiles.
"Boy, how dare you falsely accuse us of being disciples of the Ghost Master Sect? Don't blame us for being ruthless."
A ball of blue light emerged from the hand of the Immortal King on the left. This was an extremely powerful palm technique. Anyone hit would be killed instantly.
The woman in green hesitated for a moment, whether to stop him or not, but finally stopped because she could not see a trace of panic on Liu Wuxie's face.
"It would be great if there were authentic paintings by the Painting Sage. Every painting by the Painting Sage contains the spirit of a great Confucian, and is naturally capable of restraining the ghost master's paintings."
Qin Long spoke at this time.
The sound is not loud, but it can reach everyone's ears.
The painting saint has disappeared for many years, and the authentic paintings that have been circulated have fallen into the hands of those big shots.
All things in heaven and earth are interdependent and mutually reinforcing each other. The paintings of saints contain the spirit of righteousness and the spirit of great Confucianism.
Every painting of the Ghost Master Sect is full of dark power and is painted with ghost energy, which can be restrained by the righteous energy.
"Since you are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me."
Murderous intent appeared on Liu Wuxie's face, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly. Even the mountains on Mochou Lake were covered with a thin layer of frost.
After speaking, Liu Wuxie formed seals with his hands, and strange lines appeared.
The people around were confused, but a strange look flashed in the eyes of the woman in green.
The two immortal kings who attacked Liu Wuxie froze their bodies, with suspicion in their eyes.
"What is he doing?"
Zhuang Du is in the Immortal King Realm, and even he can't understand what Liu Wuxie wants.
In front of Liu Wuxie, lines appeared one after another, which were unpredictable, as if they were painting or carving immortal talismans.
"This is the method of seven horizontals and seven verticals."
Qin Long exclaimed, from Liu Wuxie's technique, he actually saw seven horizontal and seven vertical techniques.
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar around him.
"What! He actually knows the method of seven horizontal and seven vertical strokes. Could it be that he is the successor of the painting saint?"
There is only one painting sage in the world today who understands the seven horizontal and seven vertical lines.
Since Liu Wuxie understands, there is only one possibility: he is the successor of the Painting Saint.
Moreover, Liu Wuxie used heaven and earth to paint without the need for drawing paper. This advanced painting technique amazed everyone.
Ordinary painting skills require painting on paper. A strong person like the Painting Saint does not need paper and can outline a perfect picture with the help of the lines of heaven and earth.
The eyes of the woman in green clothes standing aside were filled with disbelief, and she was obviously stunned by Liu Wuxie's actions.
The portrait in front of Liu Wuxie is getting clearer and clearer, and traces of terrifying aura of righteousness are gathering here from all directions.
The monks on the edge of Mochou Lake flew up one after another. They stood above Mochou Lake and wanted to see it more clearly.
As for the high platform, it was already overcrowded.
"What a wonderful painting technique! You don't even need drawing paper to sketch out a picture. It's incredible." All kinds of comments rushed around, and the entire platform was in chaos.
"Compared with his painting skills, Hua Gongzi's painting skills seem a bit childish!"
Not many people in the field know how to draw, but they can still tell the difference between good and bad.
The painting skills of the young master look rather dull.
Liu Wuxie's painting skills are full of spirituality. A ray of light is projected from the sky, completely covering the patterns in front of Liu Wuxie, forming all kinds of strange lights and colors.
"He actually drew the awe-inspiring energy of heaven and earth to paint. Who is this person?"
Many people have doubts about Liu Wuxie's identity. Only a true Confucian can lead the world to great righteousness.
Liu Wuxie was only half a step into the fairyland, how did he do it?
"kill him!"
There was a cold murderous aura in the painting master's eyes, and he ordered the two immortal kings to take action quickly to prevent Liu Wuxie from continuing to paint.
Haoran's righteous energy gathered more and more, like a sky curtain, covering the entire Mochou Lake.
That kind of scene was so spectacular that many people saw it for the first time.
The two Immortal Kings swayed and disappeared on the spot. Two long swords stabbed directly at Liu Wuxie's neck, which was extremely cunning.
Taking advantage of the moment Liu Wuxie was painting, he took action boldly.
Liu Wuxie was silent in his painting skills and had no extra thoughts to deal with the two of them.
Lu Yan and Lu Da have been summoned.
It was too late, but soon, the woman in green standing on Liu Wuxie's right took action again.
"Get back."
There was frost in the eyes of the woman in green, and her attack was stronger this time, and her palm technique actually contained a trace of the power of the Immortal Lord.
The two immortal kings who took action were like kites with broken strings, smashing into the crowd, and many monks were directly knocked to the ground.
"Whoever dares to stop him from painting, don't blame me for being rude."
The woman in green clothes was too strong. Wherever her eyes passed, many people lowered their heads, unable to bear the look in her eyes.
Liu Wuxie glanced at the woman in green from the corner of his eye, and was very curious as to why he helped her so many times.
There is no time to take into account other things and speed up the carving.
Haoran's righteousness became even stronger, and he actually held up Liu Wuxie's portrait.
With a stroke of his right hand, another line appeared.
An even weirder scene appeared. The outlined lines could actually evolve on their own.
What was just a vertical line just now turned into a mountain peak in the blink of an eye.
"How can this be."
Feng Qian grabbed his hair hard, thinking that he was dreaming that there was such a wonderful way of painting in the world.
As Liu Wuxie's skills became faster and faster, a brand new picture appeared in front of everyone.
"What a beautiful painting, I seem to be in silence."
Many people had expressions of enjoyment on their faces, and Liu Wuxie's painting techniques subverted their perceptions. This was not painting, but a kind of physical beauty.
"Look, Master Hua is trying to escape."
Everyone's eyes were always on Liu Wuxie. No one paid attention to Master Hua, but the monks standing at the edge of the lake noticed it.
"Stop him quickly."
Qin Long shouted loudly and asked someone to stop Hua Gongzi to prevent him from escaping.
If he is really from the Ghost Master Sect, he must not be allowed to leave alive.
The Ghost Master Sect is extremely cruel and takes pleasure in killing people. The blood in the bodies of monks killed by them will be drained to make new dyes, which can be described as extremely cruel.
Hundreds of monks stood in front of Master Hua and the two Immortal Kings to prevent them from escaping.
"Master Hua, what are you afraid of?"
Qin Long looked at Mr. Hua with a smile. He had been following Mr. Hua and the others for a long time. Unfortunately, he had no chance to expose them. Only when Liu Wuxie appeared did things turn around.
Everyone is also curious. If Hua Gongzi is really the descendant of the painting saint, there is no need to be afraid.
"I still have something important to do, so please get out of my way."
Master Hua looked gloomy and asked the monk who blocked them to get out of the way.
"Master Painter, why are you in such a hurry? This painting will be completed soon, and it won't take more than a minute and a half."
Qin Long said with a smile.
The others nodded and asked Mr. Hua to wait a little longer.
Liu Wuxie's carving speed accelerated again, and the portrait in the void appeared bit by bit.
"Mountain Pictures!"
There were waves of admiration coming from all around. What Liu Wuxie painted was also a picture of a mountain peak, which was roughly similar to the picture of a mountain peak painted by Hua Gongzi.
"Strange, why his mountain peak map looks more real."
Those in the Immortal Realm stood together and were whispering to each other.
Without contrast, there is no harm. Liu Wuxie's mountain pictures are full of spirituality, as if what appears in front of them is not a painting, but a real mountain.
That kind of artistic conception is beyond words.
The ten paintings depicting the young master were still there, but they suddenly became dim and dull.
"What an exquisite painting technique. This is truly lifelike and ingenious!"
Zhuang Du took a step forward and wanted to reach out and touch the painting, but a strong air current knocked him back.
"This painting actually contains the power of heaven and earth."
The sudden appearance of power shocked countless people. Liu Wuxie was not depicting, but condensing the power of heaven and earth together.
Looking carefully, Liu Wuxie's painting has seven horizontal and seven vertical patterns, which is the unique skill of the painting master.
"Wonderful! It's really wonderful. Looking from the side, you can actually see the entire mountain peak clearly. This painting can not only see the front, but also the side and the back. It's incredible."
Many people walked around the painting and looked at it from four directions, and the scenes they saw were all different.
This is very scary. It's not like painting a portrait of a young master, where you can only see the front side, because each of his paintings are just similar and lack an artistic conception.
Qin Long got closer and stood in front of the portrait, and actually cried: "I never thought that I would be able to see seven horizontal and seven vertical views in my lifetime. I will have no regrets in this life."
The woman in green first looked at the portrait, and then quickly landed on Liu Wuxie's face. She wanted to know how Liu Wuxie knew the method of seven horizontal and seven vertical strokes. Is he really the successor of the painting saint?
A faint golden light seeped out from the painting and began to spread around.
The monks illuminated by the golden light let out comfortable groans, which was an aura of greatness.
After being baptized by the awe-inspiring aura, the dirty energy in their bodies disappeared rapidly.
"I seem to have had a breakthrough."
A member of the Golden Immortal Realm had unexpectedly achieved a breakthrough in cultivation, with a look of confusion on his face.
breakthrough
The man suddenly knelt in front of Liu Wuxie and kowtowed to Liu Wuxie three times. He had been stuck in the Golden Fairyland for decades, and had no hope of breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Fairyland in this life. It was Liu Wuxie's painting that changed him.
qualifications.
Although other monks have not achieved breakthroughs in cultivation, their qualifications have grown a lot.
"Look at these ten paintings of the young master."
An exclamation came from the left side of Liu Wuxie, turning everyone's attention to the ten paintings of the young master. This chapter has been completed!