I don't know how long it will take for the wave above the new flower Rune to dissipate, and the beautiful sea of flowers fantasy to dissipate.
But a crowd of onlookers are still intoxicated in the illusion.
"How is it?"
Ye Yu said softly to remind people, "my level can still enter your eyes?"
When they were shocked, Ye Yu's words made them free from the illusion.
Qi xuanren looks at Ye Yu with complicated eyes. He thought Ye Yu was a master, but he didn't expect to underestimate Ye Yu!
"Is this the realm of the pen? The ancients do not deceive me! It turns out that there is such a realm in the world as the means of immortals! "
Zhou Yu is stupid now. He didn't expect that Ye Yu could do this!
It's a dead end! How dare you slander this wonderful art of painting and calligraphy?
Shocked at Ye Yu, Zhou Yu looks decadent on his face. "Ye Yu, you win. I admit that your painting and calligraphy level is the height I can't look up to in my life!"
Zhou Kaige stares at Ye Yu. In Zhou Kaige's eyes, Ye Yu's figure is like a towering mountain, which makes it hard for him to climb any more.
The rest of the group looked at Ye Yu with adoration and a flash of destruction and reconstruction.
It turns out that in this world, there is really a kind of painting skill, which breaks through the boundary between reality and fantasy, and the pen falls into an illusion!
"God! This young man's strength is so terrible! I can't imagine that this is the painting skill of mortals! "
"Ha ha, ha ha... We were still questioning the young man's fraud before, so we are those who cheat!"
"Yes! Compared with this young man's painting skills, all the things we boast and show off in these years are rubbish! "
"It's just a picture of a butterfly. How amazing if the young man drew a complete picture by himself?"
"This..." everyone fell into a deep thought, and it took a long time to say, "I'm afraid it's hard for us to imagine! Such a painting should only exist in the sky, not in the world! "
Everyone sighed as if they were both sorry and grateful.
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nbsp; "look! Why do butterflies come? " A person stood outside the crowd, his eyes remaining light found a flash of dark shadow beside him, and he suddenly found that several butterflies came.
"Eh? There are butterflies! It's pretty! "
"Why do butterflies come here? There are no flowers! "
Several butterflies spread out their wings, flying leisurely in the mid air, playing with each other across the crowd.
People follow the direction of butterflies flying, and find that these butterflies are circling and dancing on the picture of flowers.
"It's this picture! The butterfly came because of this painting! "
"I see! Butterfly thought the flowers on the painting were real, and then they flew over! "
"It's incredible! This picture of blooming flowers attracts real butterflies! "
"Unbelievable! Ye Yu's painting skill has exceeded our imagination! "
The long hovering butterfly finally flew away, and everyone looked at the pale leaf feather and the perfect picture of flowers competing on the painting table, all of them were amazed.
"I'd like to pay five million for this painting!" In the crowd, one person's eyes brightened and said aloud.
When they heard about it, they all told treachery!
"I'll give you ten million! It's hard to get ten thousand gold for this painting. Is it just five million yuan that can be purchased? "
"Hum! I bid 50 million! I'm going to fix this picture! "
"Don't fight with me! I bid 80 million! "
"That's enough!" Zhou Yu burst out and interrupted the people who were fighting for the price. He said in a loud voice, "this picture of flowers competing for beauty is made by Ye Yu! It can be called the treasure of painting! It's an insult to pay for it! The man who bought it is a sinner in the field of painting and calligraphy! "
They all bowed their heads in shame, blushed, and stopped bidding.
Yes, how can the treasure in this painting be measured by money! No one wants to insult Huabao!
Zhou Yuhuan looked at all the people and said in a deep voice, "so I'll buy it with five hundred million yuan. If I don't go to hell, don't argue! Let me be the sinner who desecrates the painting treasure! "
All a Leng, immediately raised his head, angrily shouted, "shameless you!"