Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

After finishing speaking, he walked to the painting table.

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Zhang Xuansheng's move touched people's minds, and some people felt puzzled.

Didn’t you say you didn’t understand it just now, and now you say you’re presenting a painting? What exactly do you mean?

Meng Tianxiang also didn't understand what was going on, the other party neither answered her question, but also admitted that she was not very good at painting.

Zhan Liantian and Meng Tianxiang exchanged glances, and the two shook their heads invisibly.

Jiang Yanshui looked at Zhang Xuansheng with great interest. She had seen the literary talent of Fairy Xuanyue before, and now she was even more interested in his handsome brother, and wanted to see what the other party was going to draw.

"Brother Zhang, use my pen."

Shu Tianyang graciously handed over a pen, which was made by a good fairy wolf king. It was a priceless magic pen, and he only got it through his family relationship.

What?You said that the wolf demon fairy king sells his own hair to make pens for others, which is very cheap?

That's because you don't know how much cultivation resources that Immortal King has gathered by relying on this...

Henry Zhang shook his head with a smile, moved his fingers slightly, and a Hongmeng Dao Brush appeared in his hand.

"Hiss—it's the primordial purple energy again, how wasteful are these brothers and sisters?"

"Before I heard that Fairy Xuanyue used Primordial Purple Qi as her brush, I thought it was just a rumor, but now that I see it, what I said is true."

"I'm afraid it's not the same pen, it's just two people using each other."

"Don't be sour, this is obviously shaped by the power of Dao, and it may not have looked like a pen before. This can only show that the person carries the primordial purple energy on his body, and his brothers and sisters probably have it."

"It's really reckless. There is such a sacred thing that can't be absorbed and refined, but it is used to make a pen."

"Just the painting with this brush is of great value in itself, maybe there will be remnants of the primordial purple energy."

"..."

People in the exhibition hall expressed shock one after another, and their eyes were sore for Henry Zhang's behavior of using the primordial purple energy as a Dao brush.

Shu Tianyang also took his pen back in embarrassment. No matter how precious it is, the pen made by Hongmeng Ziqi is obviously much higher than his.

Henry Zhang is also a little strange, because he has a lot of things like the primordial purple qi, so he doesn't think it is precious.

Before he came to the real spirit world, he thought that there were everywhere in the great world.

Just after waking up, seeing Lan Yu, the light veil on her body was also made of primordial purple energy, he thought it was indeed very common.

Little did he know that Lan Yao's behavior was already a great waste.

But he is an immortal emperor, so no one can say anything if he talks a little bit about ostentation, and at that level, the effect of primordial purple energy on him is really not that great.

Henry Zhang is a full man who doesn’t know how hungry a hungry man is, and Hongmeng Ziqi is a snack for feeding the ball. Let him use purple qi as ink, and it doesn’t feel like swaying it casually.

But if you want to paint, you still need to have a color scheme, and it can't be all purple.

He glanced at the ink pool. The color ink used here is all ground from special fairy materials. With the monk's magic power and understanding of the Dao, it can make spiritual paintings.

"Why hasn't Mr. Zhang started to write? Is it because he hasn't thought about what to paint?"

Jiang Yanshui asked, this is not a urging, but pure curiosity, she thinks that since Fairy Xuanyue has that level of cultivation, her brother will never be inferior, and besides, he is so handsome, he is definitely a good match what!

"It's just the first time to paint in such a formal way, and I'm not used to it."

Henry Zhang shook his head, it was his first time painting formally, it was his first time painting.

In the foundation in the previous life, things like pens were absolutely dangerous items for him, how could it be possible for him to have nothing to do to draw and play?

When everyone heard Xuansheng Zhang's words, they were even more curious about what amazing things this young man of the Holy Spirit Kingdom, who is so eye-catching today, would do.

I saw Zhang Xuansheng patted the table with his left hand, and the fine rice paper flew up, was forced by his spiritual power to the wall behind, and stuck tightly.

"Is he going to create it in the form of a mural?"

"Before he said that he doodled with Fairy Xuanyue when he was a child, so is he used to painting vertically?"

"This... he shouldn't have made some graffiti?"

"..."

The people around whispered, some were curious and worried, and some looked forward to the painting.

Henry Zhang searched in his mind for any good subject matter for paintings, but halfway through thinking about it, he shook his head.

He has nothing to think about, he doesn't know how to draw anyway, he just needs to think about one thing in his heart.

He hopes to create a peerless painting that can reflect his own style.

Thinking of this, he waved the Hongmeng Dao Brush with his right hand casually, without looking at what color was stained in the ink pool, and directly spilled the fairy ink.

During the whole process, he used the Dao Xuan Jing combined with the unique spiritual power of his own chaotic body, and fused the Hongmeng Dao Yun, and finally added his own understanding of the way of the sword.

"Shuh-huh-huh-"

There were a few cracking sounds, and countless ink spots fell on the rice paper pasted on the wall.

Henry Zhang secretly felt that it was all right, so he put away his hands and stood upright, and put away the Hongmeng Dao Brush.

"What... what does this mean?"

"Flick the ink a few times and it's over?"

"Could it be that it's really just graffiti?"

"..."

The crowd who were looking forward to the superb painting performance obviously couldn't accept it, and Shu Tianyang was hesitant to speak, thinking about how to remedy it later, so as to save the face of "big brother-in-law".

The paper clearly only has the main colors of white, red, and black mixed together, making it look like a mess, nothing at all.

However, at this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Ah, look quickly, the fairy ink is slipping and fainting!"

"Man, things are changing on paper."

"Hiss—it's formed, it's formed!"

"It's unbelievable that there is such a miracle."

"Fart, what a miracle, it's clearly that Mr. Xuansheng's painting skills are at the pinnacle, superb!"

"Unexpectedly, in that short moment, such a scene can be created by swiping the brush three times."

"..."

Everyone present was staring at the rice paper on the wall, the fairy ink on it should slide down, fade away, freeze frame.

Zhang Xuansheng chose a pair of dark declarations, that is, the color of the paper is not white and bright, but almost yellowish, with a sense of age.

At this time, the white ink on the paper slipped and blurred, like a snowfall slowly falling.

Below is an Aoxue Hanmei, the pink fairy ink fades away, like a flower gradually blooming.

That upright figure is like a world-defying sword, and its sharpness seems to rush out of the paper, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

In the process of gradually finalizing the picture, everyone seems to have discovered a new mystery, that is, the traces of falling snowflakes and plum blossoms, which seem to faintly tell the way.

It is not round and circular, but it gives people the meaning of roundness. It is the existence of this sense of roundness that makes this painting survive, otherwise the sharp sword energy may destroy this painting.

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"Wonderful, if you can penetrate the meaning of this circle, it must be a peerless skill."

"You understand again?"

"Is it really possible to comprehend the way out of it?"

"I don't know if it is a hidden Dao technique, but this peerless sword intent that is about to break out of the paper is really shocking."

"To impart such sword intent into the painting, how high is the swordsmanship attainment?"

"It seems that Mr. Xuansheng is not inferior to his sister in terms of cultivation, and may even be stronger."

"..."

The gradually frozen paintings caused people in the exhibition hall to discuss and look at Zhang Xuansheng in awe.

Meng Tianxiang's face was calm and she kept smiling, but her heart was full of huge waves.

It was difficult for Zhang Xuansheng to deal with the question she and Zhan Liantian combined, but in the end he didn't answer, and put aside the question just now with practical actions.

As soon as this painting came out, it completely killed her and Jiang Yunshui's previous paintings. At this time, she didn't have the face to ask who made it.

"Brother Zhang's painting skills are superb. I admire you. Your unparalleled sword intent is even more admirable. I'm afraid not only our contemporaries, but even those senior immortal kings, there are not many people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

At this time, Shu Tianyang was all about pleasing Zhang Xuansheng, so he was naturally a hit. Of course, as the fourth-ranked genius on the list of true spirits, he has good eyesight, and his comments are true.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of discussion around.

Although the status of the people in the exhibition hall is not vulgar, there are still a few who have reached the level of immortal venerable, and the immortal king will not attend such an occasion in person.

So in terms of combat power and vision, besides Zhang Xuansheng, Shu Tianyang may also belong.

Apparently, everyone did not expect that a young man like Henry Zhang has such a high degree of swordsmanship, even an immortal king can hardly match him.

"Brother Shu is too famous, but it's just a casual work."

Henry Zhang said modestly, in fact, he didn't expect the effect of the picture to be so good, he really just injected the sword intent and threw it a few times.

It's more random than casual.

"Hey, with your brothers and sisters born so proud, those people at the top of the list of true spirits may not be able to sleep or eat well."

Shu Tianyang was also a little emotional, although he had already seen through it and knew what level he was, so he didn't want to fight for Ji Zi's position many years ago.

But now on the list, seeing people like Zhang Xuansheng brothers and sisters born, I am still a little dazed.

The other onlookers around also showed the same expression, thinking that the list of true spirits might be slaughtered by the siblings.

"Haha, I'm not interested in competing for the list of true spirits. My sister likes it, so let her do it."

Henry Zhang said with a smile, saying that he did not want to compete for the list of true spirits.

He and his "sister" were originally alone, how could they participate at the same time?

What's more, such things as the True Spirit List also require "competition". It's not that you can just find a true spirit list arrogance and challenge it, that's considered a private fight.

You have to be registered in the country before you can compete with the people on the list, and Lan Yu is obviously in a bad mood, so he only registered Zhang Xuanyue's identity, so if he wants to do it, it can only be Zhang Xuanyue.

Although Zhang Xuansheng stated that he was invincible, in the eyes of the people around him, it was a higher attitude.

Because the monks felt that when Zhang Xuansheng said this, it was like a brother who doted on his sister, watching her play games.

Things like the True Spirit List don't seem to be taken seriously by him, which can be said to be arrogance.

But no one felt that he was a kind of arrogance. Although Zhang Xuansheng had never fought against any true spirit list arrogance, but based on the peerless sword intent just now and Shu Tianyang's self-ashamedness, he knew that he must be unparalleled Tianjiao.

Perhaps even stronger than his sister!

"Mr. Zhang is so talented in cultivation, isn't he interested in Ji Zi's position at all?"

Meng Tianxiang asked curiously, Zhan Liantian and Jiang Yunshui also looked sideways.

Up to now, they actually have no hostility towards Xuansheng Zhang, and even if they want to compete, they will go to Xuanyue Zhang.

Zhang Xuansheng is just an operator, not to mention his talent is unparalleled, his face is suffocatingly handsome, his combat power may even top the list of true spirits, and he is still young, this is simply the perfect escape target!

Facing Meng Tianxiang's question, Zhang Xuansheng was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Contesting and fighting, even if you become Jizi, so what, so what if you enter that place? It's just to ask for a favor, it's not mine. road."

He couldn't think of a good reason for a while, so he could only answer like this, but it wasn't completely against his will.

Generally speaking, whether Ji Zi can gain anything from entering the True Spirit Land depends on the mood of the bosses in the True Spirit Land.

Of course, people say it is very beautiful, it is called Yuanfa.

Lan Yu had also entered the Realm of the Realm back then, but she was only arranged to observe a stone statue without receiving any guidance, so she was unlucky.

Later, when talking about this matter, Lan Yu even told him some little gossip.

It is said that the emperor of the Fantasy Kingdom, who turned into a peerless licking dog in the Real Spirit Land, finally reached the realm of the Immortal Emperor. Otherwise, with his talent, I am afraid that he would not be able to break through in this era.

"hiss---"

"Mr. Xuansheng is really a man of courage!"