How did I become king

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Shen Zishuang bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, her face was flushed, and she stomped her feet in grievance.

Seeing this, Lu Gan and Yun Luo smiled at each other and tapped their palms.

"What happened?"

At this time, Xuannv Yu Zhiqiu came back with two jars of wine. When she saw this scene, she immediately asked with great concern: "Zishuang, are they bullying you together? It's okay! After I go back, I will teach you a trick." Xuanzi 36 magic hands, and then we bully back together!"

Pooh.

As soon as these words came out, Yun Luo spat.

Shen Zishuang's face turned redder, like a fiery red cloud.

Lu Gan shook his head helplessly.

Xuannv...it really is a ripe mango, which is yellow from the inside to the outside.

At this moment, a voice came from the distant sky: "Something has happened! Something has happened! The fairies of the Huasheng family use paintings to recruit relatives! Anyone who can draw, hurry up!"

The sound spread far and wide, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, the whole ancient city boiled.

"Painting? I'm familiar with this!"

Xuannv's eyes also lit up, and she threw the two jars of wine in front of Lu Gan, and with a move of her jade hand, she grabbed a brilliant brush out of thin air, and left with the crowd.

"..."

Lu Gan caught the wine jar, sighed helplessly, and could only pull Shen Zishuang and Yun Luo to follow.

Chapter 1099 The finishing touch

Lu Gan never liked to join in the fun.

However, anyway, beating the children on rainy days is nothing but idleness, so Yu Zhiqiu is allowed to make trouble.

After a while, a group of four came to a gorgeous pavilion.

At this time, there was a lot of noise ahead, surrounded by people on the inner three floors and the outer three floors, a bit like throwing hydrangea balls to invite relatives.

Lu Gan released a ray of coercion from the Great Luo Jinxian, and the crowd automatically separated to make way.

In this way, a group of four squeezed to the front.

I saw the red hangings of the pavilion in front of me. A gentle, quiet, graceful woman in green, who looks like a lady in a painting, is spreading out drawing paper and drawing with a brush on a long bluestone table in front of the gate.

But the strange thing is that what she dipped was not ink, but clear water.

When the pen landed on the paper, only traces of pen marks could be seen, but it was not clear exactly what was being drawn.

Seeing this scene, all the immortals were also very curious, and they all guessed:

"What kind of painting technique is this, I've never heard of it before!"

"Good painting, good painting! This stroke is like flying geese, and that stroke is like a fleeting shadow. It's so wonderful!"

"Is this beauty a descendant of the painting saint? What is her background?"

"I heard that she is the holy girl of the Huasheng family who holds the magic brush, Sun Shihua, who is in the realm of Daluo Jinxian. After marrying her, just let her draw with the magic brush if you want anything in the future."

"What is the process of recruiting a relative? Do you want to measure the size?"

……

bell bell bell.

At this time, the delicate girl standing behind the woman in green took a step forward, raised her white wrist like a bright moon, and rang the bell.

The crisp sound cleanses the soul thoroughly, leaving the soul blank.

All the immortals couldn't help being silent in the presence, and all the noise and human voices disappeared instantly.

"My fellow Taoists in the ancient city of Confucian sages, as well as the immortals from all over the world, today, my lady is here to make friends with paintings, not to attract relatives with paintings."

Under everyone's gaze, the charming maid spoke with an ethereal voice.

ah?Isn't it a painting to recruit relatives?

Many people were instantly disappointed.

"However, if you can pass the three tests and climb to the fifth floor of this pavilion, my lady is also willing to have a long talk with fellow daoists."

The charming maid said again.

Suddenly, many people's eyes lit up.

Although this painting saint is not a stunning beauty in the world, she is dignified and generous, with an air of poetry and calligraphy, giving people a feeling of gentleness like the moon. It is also a beautiful thing in the world to be able to hold long talks and fall asleep on the feet.

"Tsk tsk, this guy is better than me! Isn't this a show-off husband? Who is a serious person who talks about things at night? They are all doing things."

Xuannv shook her head in amazement.

"That's right, Your Majesty never talks to us at night." Yun Luo who was at the side answered, his voice was crisp and electrified.

Shen Zishuang's face flushed slightly, and she didn't dare to speak.

Lu Gan said with a smile: "You two guys, are you making fun of me for not being a decent person?"

"Of course!"

Yun Luo winked like water: "However, I like your majesty's indecency!"

This is really a witch!

Lu Gan sighed in his heart, if it wasn't for the upheaval in the fairy court that forced him to run around, he would have been with these female fairies day and night, and would never have gone to court.

At this time, the green-clothed woman named 'Sun Shihua' raised her wrist, put away her brush, smiled at everyone, then turned and walked into the building.

The charming maid took a step forward and said in a clear voice: "Everyone, my lady has given out the first test. Whoever can color this Qingshui painting can enter the building and take the second test."

Coloring a blank clear water painting?

When everyone heard this, they were all amazed.

Lu Gan was also very surprised.

What is this game?

"I come!"

Before anyone could figure it out, a bald man emerged from the crowd.

He is a yellow-robed monk with a big brain.

He flew up suddenly, landed in front of the long table with a bang, flicked his big hand, and tapped a long golden pen hard on the drawing paper.

Snapped.

The tip of the gold pen is pointed in the middle of the drawing paper, dyed with a touch of gold.

The next moment, the whole painting flickered with blue light, and a powerful force was born, which directly knocked the long golden brush into the air.

Then the huge force spread to the yellow-robed monk, and it directly lifted the whole person into the air, spinning and flying like a windmill, flying hundreds of miles away, and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the blue light of the whole painting subsided, and the golden color that had just been dyed had disappeared.

Obviously failed.

wow.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

That yellow-robed monk just now is a peak golden immortal, at least he has 150 rules, and he couldn't even stand it, and was blown away by a painting?

Moreover, definitely vomiting blood and hurting!

"Fellow daoists, my young lady is also a holy woman of the painting saint family, and she is in charge of the magic brush left by the painting saint. If you don't have any ink in your belly, I advise you not to blindly come up and make trouble."

At this time, the delicate girl reminded her with a hint of arrogance.

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help whispering.

"Xuannu, do you know how to color this clear water blank painting?" Lu Gan asked, turning his head.

"of course I know!"

Xuannv squinted her eyes and said with a meaningful smile: "Your Majesty, don't you want to have a long talk with that holy saint painting all night?"

"That's right! However, what I want to do is a serious business, and I want to borrow the holy painting brush in her hand to see if I can avoid disaster!"

Lu Gan replied solemnly.

"A man's mouth says he only needs a pen, but in fact he needs both a pen and a man." Xuannv shook her head and sighed after hearing this.

Yun Luo also cast a meaningful smile.

"You are slandering me. I only want a pen, not a human...huh?"

Lu Gan wanted to justify himself.

But halfway through the speech, why did I feel that what I said was not very serious.

"Xuannv, please help Your Majesty."

At this time, Shen Zishuang, who was beside her, couldn't see anymore, and pulled Xuannv's sleeve, with a flushed face, which made people want to take a bite.

Lu Gan looked at it and was very pleased.

It was Shen Zishuang, an idiot who cared about others, and rewarded her with all the salary that was deducted from her later.

"Tsk tsk, it really is His Majesty's old lover."

Xuannv laughed and nodded: "Okay, let me just say it straight, this kind of operation of coloring a blank painting is called 'finishing the finishing touch'."

"The finishing touch?"

Lu Gan, Shen Zishuang, and Yun Luo were all taken aback.

"That's right! It's just the finishing touch! The saint and saintess painted with clear water just now, and drew a picture on paper, but it was not finished, and there was still a final stroke! I want to color this clear water painting, that is We must first find out where the dragon's eyes are, that is, the 'painting eyes', which are similar to formation eyes. Find this 'painting eyes' and match the right color, then the whole painting will come alive."

Xuan Nu replied confidently.

"The painting eye? Then where is the painting eye?" Lu Gan took a few glances, and vaguely saw that there seemed to be mountains and water painted on the painting.

But the painting eye was not found.

"Hmm... In my state of mind, I can only see five 'painting eyes' in this painting, but I feel that there should be two or three painting eyes. I have to say that this painting of the saint and saintess is indeed of a high level. I think I am not as good as I am, and I even have the urge to worship her as my teacher."

Xuannv turned the flower brush in her hand, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.

Just as he was talking, the crowd not far away suddenly dispersed, and some immortals walked in, surrounded by immortals like stars.

Lu Gan saw it, coincidentally, isn't this Miao Nu Bodhisattva, Miao Yun Fairy and the others?

And that young man in golden robe who was beaten until he vomited blood and took away the magic knife. This guy's name seems to be Xi Zhaoguan?Does it heal so quickly?

"It's Princess Tiandi!"

"Princess Tiandi is here?"

"Tsk tsk, this Heavenly Emperor princess is as cold as a fairy, and she does have the appearance of a high-ranking Bodhisattva."

Seeing the appearance of Miao Nu Bodhisattva and others, the surrounding immortals whispered.

Under everyone's gaze, Bodhisattva Miao Nu and the others exchanged a few words, and the golden robed boy Xi Zhaoguan went straight up and pointed out, as quickly as a sword and spear, directly on the upper left corner of the blank painting.

The next moment, the pores on the fingertips opened, and a little red blood oozed out.

A miraculous scene appeared.

Starting from the upper left corner of the blank painting, pieces of peach blossoms emerge and spread out one by one, spreading to the entire painting.

In an instant, what appeared in the eyes of everyone was a picture of peach blossoms in the Yangtze River, with peach blossoms flying beside the rolling waves, revealing a bleak autumn wind, the awe-inspiring desolation and silence of the winter.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Gan instantly thought of a strange figure in the painting, Tang Bo spouting tea, and the eagle spreading its wings and swallowing the world.

All the immortals were also amazed.

At this time, the charming maid smiled and said: "Congratulations, young master, you have passed the test, and you can bring three friends into the building."

"Thank you!"

The golden-robed boy Xi Zhaoguan looked slightly gloomy, arched his hands, and nodded to Miao Nu Bodhisattva.

Afterwards, several people floated out and were about to enter the building.