She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

As soon as the competition between Wen Jian and Feng Zhuxin started, they each took a step back and distanced themselves.

Feng Zhuxin took a large pen like a spear and used the arena floor as paper. The pen moved around the dragon and painted hundreds of beasts galloping.

Wen Jian holds a pen in each hand, writing war poems in his left hand, and drawing soldiers and generals in his right hand, using his words and swords, and firing three moves at once.

Jiang Yuebai, who was under the ring, saw that Wen Jian was using all his strength as soon as he made a move, and then he discovered that Wen Jian had also practiced the "Shen Soul Generating Thought Technique".

Her previous calligraphy and painting skills were achieved through decades of daily practice. Just like the calligraphy and painting inspired by famous paintings, the calligraphy and painting with the blessing of poetry are even more powerful when activated.

At this moment, she used an extra spiritual thought to control the verbal and verbal swords, hidden in the poems and paintings, and exerted a strength comparable to that of the monks in the later stage of Yuanying.

Wen Jian escaped from the Kong family and lived alone in Beihai Feiyan Pavilion. She grew up rapidly. If she had not escaped and stayed in the Kong family, she would have been married and had many children by now.

At this moment, Jiang Yuebai wished he could bring Wen Jian's three brothers here and show them that Wen Jian's strength was far superior to theirs. He also wanted the Kong family to open their eyes and see how many amazing and talented women there were. They destroyed the rules of the Kong clan.

Feng Zhuxin, who was on the stage, did not expect Wen Jian to be able to exert such strong strength. One side of the arena was like a battle between two armies.

The soldiers transformed by Wen Jian and the beasts painted by Feng Zhuxin fought fiercely, with roars that shook the sky, and finally died together.

The two of them splashed ink with their pens again, and all kinds of ink-colored ferocious beasts kept running out from their pens, colliding in the center of the ring with majestic momentum.

After fighting like this for nearly two-quarters of an hour, Wen Jian was obviously beginning to struggle, but Feng Zhu's heart was still strong.

There is no doubt that the gap in spiritual energy reserves between the early stage of Yuanying and the late stage of Yuanying is obvious.

Just when Wen Jian was about to grit his teeth and continue to hold on, Feng Zhuxin put away his pen and stepped back half a step, "You are very good. If I were of the same level as you, it's really hard to say who will win, but now, you There is no need to force yourself, and I don’t want to be harsh on you.”

Feng Zhuxin's hand swept across a purple bamboo tube at her waist, where she sealed the blood ink she refined with the spiritual blood of all beasts, which could infuse the things she drew with spirit.

After injecting the spirit, whatever she draws, whether it is a talisman or a painting, will have the strength of the acquired spirit within a short period of time.

Wen Jian glanced at it, did not give up, and picked up the pen again.

At this time, Feng Zhuxin said again, "Your painting emphasizes freehand brushwork, which is rare in the art of painting. However, your intention is unclear and there is no finishing touch. You should be optimistic about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zhuxin waved his big pen and wiped out an ink stain in the air.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a random ink mark without any shape.

Feng Zhuxin looked at the ink stain, and a flash of light suddenly burst out in his eyes. A ray of spiritual energy broke through his fingertips, and blood droplets flew towards the ink stain.

The blood melted into the ink, adding the finishing touch, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered crazily into that trace of ink.

Ouch! ! !

The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the ink mark gradually stretched and stretched, and actually turned into a lifelike ink dragon, with its head raised and its whiskers flying.

"The meaning of the painting is in the heart. What you see is the meaning of the painting, and what you want is the finishing touch."

Hearing this, Wen Jian's eyes widened as if enlightened, and there was an indescribable aura about him.

Feng Zhuxin did not disturb her, and even waved his sleeves to set up a soundproof barrier to prevent the noisy sounds from under the arena from disturbing her comprehension.

The reason why she did this was of course to save energy, but more importantly, she wanted to cherish her talent.

Feng Zhuxin is much older than Wen Jian, and when she was Wen Jian's age and cultivation level, she had not yet mastered the freehand painting skills, which required extremely high levels of understanding.

In this aspect, Wen Jian was better than her, so Feng Zhu's heart was a little twisted, and he didn't want such a good seedling to be lost to the public.

Under the ring, Jiang Yuebai squinted his eyes and put his hands on his hips, looking at Feng Zhuxin warily.

"What kind of painting is the finishing touch? This stinky woman has no good intentions. She must be trying to poach my Tianyan Sect!"

Lu Nazhi, who had just arrived with his clone, heard this and said with a smile, "It shows that our Tianyan Sect is full of talents to make Feng family think about poaching."

Jiang Yuebai raised his eyebrows proudly, "That's natural. It doesn't matter who brought these talents, huh~"

After a moment, Wen Jian's eyes were filled with restrained light, and he had obviously understood something, and he immediately bowed to Feng Zhuxin.

"Thank you for your advice. I am convinced that I will lose this battle."

Wen Jian was about to step down, but Feng Zhuxin hurriedly shouted to stop.

"You... after the Qingyun Meeting, do you want to come with me to visit Feng Family? Recite poetry, discuss Taoism, and compete in painting skills?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuebai in the audience looked like, 'Sure enough,' and pointed at Feng Zhuxin on the stage with wide eyes, telling Lu Nanzhi to look at this despicable stinky woman.

Lu Nazhi laughed and pressed down Jiang Yuebai's hand.

Wen Jian on the stage smiled generously and said, "Okay, I will visit the Feng family as a disciple of the Tianyan Sect."

Jiang Yuebai nodded hurriedly, that's it, it can't be poached easily.

Feng Zhuxin, who was dressed in red, looked down from the stage and happened to see Jiang Yuebai's wide-eyed eyes. She threw her long hair behind her, revealing her mature and beautiful face, and winked at Jiang Yuebai with a charming smile. Hengsheng, and then left with the pen on his back.

Jiang Yuebai was immediately stunned by that smile. What did it mean?

"Tsk~ Why is your face still red?" Lu Nanzhi came over and glanced at Jiang Yuebai's face, "You usually tease others with your talk, and you are shameless. Why are people smiling at you now... Tsk~"

Jiang Yuebai hurriedly rubbed his face, "Nonsense! I'm hot, and I hate this...this...forget it!"

Jiang Yuebai wanted to say that she didn't like women like Lan Biqing who were too mature, too proactive, and exuded a sticky aura.

She thought Feng Zhuxin would be more calm and cold. After all, she was quite domineering during the trial when the demons invaded.

As a result...she turned out to be this kind of person! !

"Let's go and see other people."

Jiang Yuebai pulled Lu Nazhi away and went to other arenas to hang out.

Not long after, the third round of competition in the arena ended, and the Top 50 was successfully born.

Those on Jiang Yuebai's list, except Xing Tuozi, were all promoted.

Moreover, Zhuo Qingfeng and Zhuge Ziying also successfully advanced to the top fifty, while she, Lu Nanzhi and Shen Huaixi were the only ones left in the Tianyan Sect.

Although Xie Jingshan has also advanced, he now represents the Zhenwu Immortal Sect.

As soon as the third round was over, Jiang Yuebai went to Li Shenzhi and Tang Weimian, and learned that only Yun Shang, Kong Jingyan and He Wangchen had advanced to the top fifty in Jindanqi, while Qi Yue and Jiang Ziying had unfortunately lost.

The battles at the stage of becoming gods are relatively slow. The top ten battles are carried out one by one. It is not yet the turn of Uncle Fuyi and Zhenzhen Tianbao to take the stage.

As for Shi Xiaowu, with his calculation power, he has not finished the calculation yet.

Tang Weimian told Jiang Yuebai that Shi Xiaowu suddenly discovered that he had been misled in the direction, and the calculations became more and more complicated. Now he had to change the direction and check the calculations again.

Jiang Yuebai thought about it and became increasingly uneasy, and her right eyelid began to twitch again.

She suddenly thought of the strange things about Lu Ling and the three of them, plus the bad premonition the Demon Appraisal Array gave her, as well as Shen Huaixi's inferences and assumptions.

To be on the safe side, Jiang Yuebai asked Tang Weimian to tell his master to evacuate as soon as possible. At the very least, he would take the Zhuge family with him and find a reasonable excuse to leave the Qingyun Realm first, just in case.

Jiang Yuebai also asked Li Shenzhi and Mu Wushuang to go to the ring mountains outside Qingyun Realm to look for Lu Ling and the others to see if they could find out what they were looking for.

She naturally hopes that everything will be fine and that there is no connection between these things, but Xie Jingshan has said that she was born unlucky and had conflict with the secret realm. As long as she enters the secret realm, something will happen.

Qingyun Realm can be regarded as a man-made secret realm for the time being!

The fourth round of drawing began soon, and Jiang Yuebai and the others still did not draw a strong opponent.

After all the opponents were matched, everyone found that the only interesting one in the fourth round was Shi Yuming, the Immortal Sect of the Five Sacred Mountains, facing off against Wu Yang, the younger brother of the Wu family.

See you tomorrow~