Chapter 1405

"What are you afraid of?" Shi Lei scratched his head. "I'm not a beast."

"Who is not afraid of the people of the ethereal sect?" Li Zhengping roared and ran the fastest for fear of being caught by Shi Lei and then hanged and beaten.

"Come back!" Shi Lei shouted a few times, but before they left, they had to pick up a bottle of ink on the table and suddenly pour it into the sky.

Buzz!

The ink trembled automatically, divided into more than a dozen ink dragons, roared and flew to those who fled, grabbed them and brought them back.

On the ground.

Li Zhengping and other painters sat on the cold ground and looked at more than a dozen long dragons melted by ink. They could feel the nobility and coldness in each other's eyes, and suddenly felt cold all over.

On the stage.

Master Qingshan breathed slowly, stared at Shi Lei's technique just now and exclaimed: "splashing ink into painting is a master skill. You... You are also a painting master equivalent to me!"

When they heard this, they were shocked.

In particular, Li Zhengping, a level 9 painter, was so ashamed that he wanted to find a ground crack to drill in.

He just showed off in front of the master!

What's more, the painter comes from the ethereal sect led by Ye Feng.

Now, it's over!

"Master Shi, spare your life!" Li Zhengping quickly knelt down in front of Shi Lei, hugged each other's ankles with both hands and cried bitterly, "just now I have no eyes and don't know the master. Please don't kill me!"

"I'm here to compete. Why kill you?" Shi Lei looked at the green shirt master on the stage, "master, I was ordered to find someone to compete. If you are free, why don't we compete?"

Master Qingshan hesitated and said, "OK."

"Thank you for your teaching." Shi Lei went to the stage, "senior, how do we compare the law?"

"It's better than painting!" Master Qingshan pointed to the ink landscape painting on the wall behind him, "my work is this one. Now, it's your turn."

"OK." Shi Lei took out a piece of paper.

"Master Shi, do you paint with paper?" Master Qingshan was stunned.

"What's the problem?" Shi Lei was puzzled.

"You are a master. The scroll should be left on the wall of the ancient painting city for future generations. It's too wasteful to draw on paper." Master Qingshan said the reason.

"In fact, I don't know if I'm a master, but since master Qingshan said so, I'll paint it on this wall!" Shi Lei pointed to a stone wall.

This is a blank wall with flat surface and uniform background color, which is suitable for painting.

There is a rule in the ancient painting city.

You can't go to the wall unless you are a master.

In other words, the walls of the city are reserved for masters to paint. Below masters, they can only be painted on tables and chairs, floor tiles, columns and other places.

In front of the wall.

Shi Lei took out Ma Liang's pen and began to paint.

This is a landscape pastoral painting.

In the distance are green mountains, sky, white clouds and red sun.

Nearby is a large area of fertile farmland, covered with golden rice. Across the picture scroll, you can smell the strong smell of rice.

At the bottom of the picture is a gravel road.

A local dog stood under the ears of rice, sticking out his tongue and narrowing his eyes, as if he enjoyed this life very much.

People were shocked when they looked at the picture.

They seem to enter the painting and become the earth dog. They feel relaxed and happy when they smell the smell of nature and the refreshing smell of rice.

"Absolutely!"

Master Qingshan was the first to marvel.

At this time, Shi Lei made his last stroke.

WOW!

The whole painting came to life and became a real cave world, in which a breeze blew and 10000 mu of golden rice moved in the same direction.

Even across the screen, there is fragrance floating.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

The earth dogs under the ears of rice are running in the fields, barking at the people outside the picture from time to time, as if to invite them to the world in the picture.

"Go and have a look!"

Shi Lei put away Ma Liang's pen and entered the painting. He became a person in the world in the painting. He walked around the field, picked a golden rice and tasted it carefully.

"This!"

The crowd was completely shocked.

This is creating a real world!

Master Qingshan walked through the picture with an arrow step and became the person in the picture. Walking in the field, his palm brushed the ears of rice. He couldn't help taking a bite and felt that his cultivation had improved a little.

"Completely real world!"

Master Qingshan was even more shocked, "this is a legendary feat that only the painting saint can do!"

Li Zhengping and other painters also entered the painting.

"Oh, my God!"

"This feeling is not much different from the" ten thousand Mu forest "left by the painting Saint before me."

"Master Shi Lei's level is not as good as that of the old man, but he is definitely very close."

"This is the top master level that surpasses all masters in the world and is infinitely close to the painting saint!"

The crowd was more and more shocked.

Ancient painting city.

More and more people came to the pastoral world painted by Shi Lei, drinking spring water, eating golden rice, breathing fresh air, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Is this the reincarnation of the painting saint?"

"Too strong!"

Everyone's heart beat faster.

On a small bridge, Shi Lei looked at the rice field in front of him and then looked at Ma Liang's pen at his waist. He was not complacent at all.

He has a high level of painting.

However, it does not mean that he is really infinitely close to the painting saint.

Strictly speaking, he is only a master, because with the blessing of Ma Liang's pen, he can be infinitely close to the legendary painting saint.

"I was convinced that I lost this competition!"

Master Qingshan bowed down in front of Shi Lei.

"Master Qingshan, please get up quickly. In fact, my level is not enough at all. I decided to stay in the ancient painting city from today to learn the painting skills of the painting saint."

Shi Lei made a decision.

"It's a blessing for our ancient painting city that you can stay!" Many practitioners are very excited.

There is a painting master who is close to the painting saint. They can take the opportunity to learn from each other.

Ancient painting city center.

There is a huge statue here, which is the legendary stone carving of the saint of painting. At the moment, it trembles slightly, and two golden mans shoot out from its eyes, disappearing into the landscape and pastoral world painted by Shi Lei on the wall.

Hula!

There was a strong wind in the whole world. Everyone looked in the direction of induction in their hearts and saw two golden awns spinning in the air and turning into an illusory figure.

That's an old man with a fairy spirit.

Dressed in white and holding a golden brush in his hand, he looked at Shi Lei with a smile. Finally, his eyes fell on Ma Liang's pen around Shi Lei's waist.

"It's the legendary Ma Liang pen!"

The old man sighed, happy and sorry.

Happily, he finally met the legendary artifacts such as Ma Liangbi. Unfortunately, he has fallen and has no chance to use it.

"See the painting saint!"

The crowd trembled with excitement and knelt on the ground.

It is said that the painting Saint left a wisp of consciousness before the fall in order to find a successor.

Today, this thread of consciousness appears.

This means that the heirs of the painting Saint appeared.

This person must be Shi Lei!

"Are you a painter?" Shi Lei quickly bowed his hands to the old man and said sincerely, "can you teach me painting? I think I still have a lot of things I don't understand."

"I am indeed a painter." It's a pity that I will dissipate in a hundred years

"A hundred years!" Shi Lei was shocked.

"Don't be surprised." The painting saint was free and easy, and looked kindly at Shi Lei, "I'm dead after all, leaving a wisp of consciousness to find my successor, and would you like to be my only successor?"

"I would like to learn from you."

Shi Lei knelt down on one knee.

His master is the old leader of the ethereal sect. He can't continue to worship his master, but he can learn from others.