Hao Ren turned around and saw Zhen Congming and Wu Luoxue coming side by side. wWW、qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo、com
A kind of demonic energy that can be felt is approaching.
Wu Luoxue's face was plain, while Zhen walked beside her smartly but fawningly, gesticulating.
"Haha Xue and Clever." Xie Yujia smiled when he saw the two of them.
Obviously, Xie Yujia didn't feel anything strange.
She saw Hao Ren touching Hao Ren without any reaction, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Hao Ren shook his head.
He lost all his spiritual power and could not feel the aura of any dragon monk, but how could he feel Zhen Chongming's demonic aura
In the past, when he was at Gen level, he could not feel anything strange about Zhen Congming. He could only vaguely feel the low level between Zhen Congming's level and Li level.
This demonic energy did not cause any discomfort, but Hao Ren could clearly feel that it was different from his own cultivation method.
"Hello!" Zhen Chongming led Wu Luoxue to Hao Ren and said hello.
Wu Luoxue pouted and raised her head slightly, looking at Hao Ren with big bright eyes. Both of them were wearing school uniforms, Zhen Chongming looked a little bit cute, and Wu Luoxue looked very cute.
"Okay." Hao Ren hesitated for half a second and waved.
Don't worry about him, let's go in. "Zhen Congming took the opportunity to grab Wu Luoxue and walked towards the art building.
Nowadays, he goes to Wu Luoxue's class whenever he has something to do, but Wu Luoxue still doesn't pay much attention to him. But Zhen Congming's stalking is not completely ineffective. At least Wu Luoxue is going somewhere, and Zhen Chongming can be the best person to accompany him.
Wu Luoxue is different from Zhen Chongming. She doesn't like the small art exhibition everywhere but at Donghai University. She is interested in coming to see it because she learns almost everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Hao Ren looked at the backs of the two little guys and frowned slightly.
"Master, do you feel something?" Lu Linlin asked Hao Ren.
"I don't know how to describe it. It should be demonic, right?" Hao Ren asked.
"Haha, it's demon power." Lu Linlin corrected, "The young master has turned to the body of a fairy spirit, so he is very sensitive to demon cultivators."
"The practice of the demon tribe is also to obtain the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but what they transform is not the spiritual power, but the demon power that has been passed through the demon pill. Like Zhen Congming, his spiritual power is very weak, but his demon power is very strong, but Got woken up." Lu Linlin continued.
"Hmm..." Hao Ren seemed to understand.
However, he helped Xiaobai practice the "Shape Transformation Technique", and he could indeed feel that Xiaobai's demon power and the spiritual power in his body were two different energies. He and Su Han were able to use each other's spiritual power, but between him and Xiao Bai, they had to borrow the "Shape Transformation Technique".
Dragon Pill is also a type of demon pill to a certain extent, but the practice method of dragon monks is overall closer to that of human monks.
Generally speaking, only the highest-level monks, such as Yue Zilong, can feel the evil spirit. However, Hao Ren's fairy body has a higher level of sensitivity to heaven and earth. He cannot feel spiritual power for the time being, but he can feel a completely different kind of demonic power.
"Actually, it's a little strange. When Zhen Congming is with Wu Luoxue, his demonic power is stronger." Lu Lili said.
Wu Luoxue... Hao Ren thought for a while, maybe her physique is different, so she is more attracted to Zhen Chongming
Seeing that the two of them had entered the art building, Hao Ren suddenly thought that Zhen Chongming still needed to arrange the barrier on the fifth level, so he hurriedly chased after them.
Demon power and spiritual power are actually a kind of cultivation power. Hao Ren just didn't get used to it. It was like he felt the spiritual power fluctuations of other dragon monks at first. In fact, once he got used to it, there was nothing to be surprised about.
Xie Yujia saw Hao Ren entering the art exhibition again, and had no choice but to follow Hao Ren in again. Her and Hao Ren's textbooks were still in the classroom and were usually not taken away, but they were still a little worried.
The students returned to the art exhibition one after another, and most of them came in to hang out and kill some time at noon.
Wu Luoxue put her finger on her small mouth, raised her head, and looked at the oil paintings hanging on the wall carefully. Hao Ren came close to feel Wu Luoxue's aura, but he didn't feel any demonic or spiritual power.
No matter how you look at it, she is still a young student.
"Hehehe... Guy, do you also like painting?" A kind-hearted old man walked up to Wu Luoxue, bent down slightly, and asked Wu Luoxue.
Wu Luoxue looked at him and didn't answer. She just nodded slightly and moved to look at another picture.
"Why are there young students coming in?" Jiang Yuan, who was in a bad mood, felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Zhen Congming and Wu Luoxue.
Although her paintings cannot be compared with those of the masters, they are still quite famous, and several of them have won national awards. She feels that the style is not low, and even college students who have not studied art may not be able to understand it, so why not Are these young students here to join in the fun
Those college students were just looking at the pictures, talking casually, and then hurried out. But this little student was the only one who looked carefully at each picture. This made Jiang Yuan feel... Could it be that my paintings are... , is it for young students
But her oil painting teacher was present, and Jiang Yuan's attack was not easy, but her face became ugly.
Wu Luoxue opened her big eyes, raised her little head, moved slowly, and continued to look at the oil painting behind.
"What do you think of these paintings?" Seeing Wu Luoxue's serious expression on Jiang Yuan's face, the old man bent down and asked her again.
"It's okay." Wu Luoxue replied.
Such an answer made Jiang Yuan feel angry. What do you mean it's okay? These paintings are all hung in the most conspicuous places in the exhibition. They are all her proud works!
A young student doesn’t understand at all! And these college students, their appreciation level is so poor!
Jiang Yuan's face turned red and white, and she stretched out her hand to push Wu Luoxue gently. "Friend, students who are only college students here should use crayons to draw." "
Wu Luoxue was looking at the third painting on the wall seriously when she was suddenly pushed by Jiang Yuan and almost lost her balance. She was also very light, so Jiang Yuan pushed her like this, almost driving her out.
"You...Zhen Congming saw Wu Luoxue staggering back after being pushed, and immediately rushed forward and kicked Jiang Yuan.
He was wearing small leather shoes and kicked Jiang Yuan directly in the front, causing Jiang Yuan to scream in pain.
Everything went wrong for Jiang Yuan today, and she was very irritable, which she deliberately suppressed. Now she suddenly burst out, reaching out to pull Zhen Chongming's ears.
Now the seniors and leaders in the painting circle happened to be visiting the classroom of the Academy of Fine Arts. It shouldn't matter if only her teacher could see her teaching this guy a lesson.
Snapped!
She was about to stretch her arm in front of Zhen Chongming's face when she was suddenly caught.
Angry Jiang Yuan was about to break away, but found that the person who caught her was none other than Hao Ren.
Hao Ren looked at her indifferently, child, why do you care so much? "
"I..." Jiang Yuan was still angry, but she couldn't break free of her arms, and her arrogance suddenly subsided.
If it were before, she would definitely push Hao Ren with one palm. How dare Hao Ren touch her
But now, she has not yet been freed from the shock caused by Hao Ren. When she saw Hao Ren holding her, she did not dare to move.
Hao Ren didn't intend to take advantage of her and throw away her wrist. She is a so-called talented woman in the art world, and many boys want to support her, but Hao Ren really has no feelings for her and is not afraid of offending her.
When it comes to the delicacy of her wrists, Xie Yujia's wrists are a hundred times more delicate than hers.
"Jiang Yuan, don't be ridiculous. Why can't the child read oil paintings?" The old man looked at Jiang Yuan, whose face was turning blue, and frowned slightly.
Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth, stood next to the old man, and said no more.
Wu Luoxue was not angry either. She walked back slowly and continued to look at the oil paintings on the wall. Zhen Congming stayed by Wu Luoxue's side like a flower protector and glared at Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth, her nose almost crooked with anger. She, a rising star in the art world, was actually bullied by a small student!
Wu Luoxue walked around the art exhibition and looked at all the oil paintings carefully.
Lu Linlin and Lu Lili had not been to the art exhibition before, so they took a walk around. In contrast, they prefer traditional Chinese painting and are not very interested in this kind of oil painting.
Hao Ren took the opportunity to walk to Zhen Congming's side, "Hey, when are you going to help me with the Piaomiao Peak formation?"
"What's the rush? Of course, if you want to do it, do it the best!" Zhen Congming glanced at Hao Ren, "I can make the strongest formation, but I'm afraid you don't have enough manpower!"
This guy's personality is really unlikable.
Hao Ren held back the discomfort in his heart and asked him again, "How much do you want?"
"15 Nascent Soul cultivators, 150 Pill Formation cultivators and 1 Foundation Establishment cultivators!" Zhen Congming stretched out his palms and pouted as he said.
He had a blueprint for the ultimate formation, which was as powerful as those ancient formations, but the number of monks needed was also quite large. He did not believe that Hao Ren could put together such a lineup.
Piaomiao Peak is, after all, just a small valley. It is impossible for even the great monks on the fifth level to mobilize such a large number of monks to jointly arrange formations.
The Beidou Star Array he arranged for Piaomiao Peak also took a little energy from him. But because Hao Ren attracted a large number of powerful enemies and was forcibly destroyed, he also felt a little resentful towards Hao Ren.
Huh, why should he help Hao Ren wholeheartedly? He is not Hao Ren's female friend!
For such a large formation, if Hao Ren can't gather a considerable number of monks, don't blame him for not helping!
After throwing away the conditions, Zhen Chongming ran two steps, chasing after Wu Luoxue.
Wu Luoxue had seen the art exhibition and was about to leave through the door. In her opinion, these oil paintings were just average, much different from the works she had seen before in the Louvre in Paris, the British Museum in London, the Metropolitan Museum in New York, and the Hermitage Museum in Russia.
Girl, what's your name? Have you ever studied oil painting? "Jiang Yuan's oil painting teacher asked with a smile when he saw Wu Luoxue returning.
"I can only draw apples." Wu Luoxue replied. Her tone was quite quiet, but when it came out of her mouth, it was a bit jittery.
"Jiang Yuan, go get the drawing board and brushes." The old man looked at Jiang Yuan and said.
Jiang Yuan was a little unhappy, but it was difficult to disobey the teacher's order. The second floor of the art building is the studio. Jiang Yuan has a separate storage compartment for her painting tools.
She took some simple brushes and paints and returned to the art exhibition on the first floor.
The kind-hearted old man set up the drawing board and looked at Wu Luoxue with a smile, "Would you like to try it?"
"It's time to go to class..." Wu Luoxue said softly.
"Let's try it." The old man put the brush into Wu Luoxue's hand, and then personally made some preparations for her, showing great enthusiasm.
Wu Luoxue had seen these oil paintings and actually wanted to give it a try. She had studied oil painting with her mother for three months, but she had to study piano in the past six months, so she hadn't touched oil painting for a long time.
She sat on the chair and saw that the old man had already collected all the paint, and gently applied some paint on the taut canvas carefully.
"Lao Wang, why, have you found another good seedling?" A senior painter who visited the art building with the leaders of the Academy of Fine Arts and returned to the art exhibition saw Jiang Yuan's master Wang Shitong mixing paint for a child. Said with a smile.
The old man Wang Shitong chuckled and did not answer.
Wu Luoxue, holding a paintbrush, created an apple frame on the canvas in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Yuan was slightly surprised when she saw the way Wu Luoxue held the pen. This young student had obviously practiced.
At this time, the afternoon classes were about to begin, and there were not many students still visiting the art exhibition. Hao Ren, Xie Yujia, and the Lu sisters did not have classes, so they were just here watching Wu Luoxue paint.
Some students from the Academy of Fine Arts saw these art masters surrounding a small student and came over to take a look.
Wu Luoxue painted the colors one stroke at a time, moving very slowly and opening her eyes wide.
"Tch..." Jiang Yuan was unhappy. This was her painting exhibition, but the limelight was stolen by this little student.
If she really wanted to demonstrate her painting skills, she should do so in person at the exhibition. Just because this child is prettier, these masters are paying attention to this little student.
Zhen Congming stood nearby and watched carefully. He had never seen Wu Luoxue paint, but what he admired most was Wu Luoxue's quiet and serious expression.
"Okay, that's it." Wu Luoxue put the brush aside.
On the canvas, there is a very simple apple.
"Sure enough, it's still at the level of a small student. But this is already good." Jiang Yuan said aloud.
She needs to prove her presence urgently.
However, the art masters ignored Jiang Yuan's words and all came over to take a closer look at the apple.
This apple is floating quietly on the blank canvas, but it seems like it will fall down at any time. It's not because the painting is realistic, but because it has a mysterious power.
"Oh!" One of the old men couldn't help shouting.
Following his shout, several others also woke up.
The masterpiece "Apples and Oranges" by Cézanne, a French painter as famous as Van Gogh! This little student’s apple is the apple in the center of that world-famous oil painting!
Not bad at all!
They have copied this kind of world masterpiece countless times in their lives, and they will never get it wrong!
Such talent for oil painting is a thousand or ten thousand times higher than Jiang Yuan's!
Girl, what's your name? Come learn oil painting from me! "One of the old men walked directly in front of Wu Luoxue and said anxiously.
"Learn from me! Learn from me!" Another one also shouted hurriedly.
These Taishan Beidou in the art world all have no regard for face and want to snatch Wu Luoxue into their arms.
"I'm going back to class." Wu Luoxue looked at these crazy old men, "I don't learn oil painting from you, I learn painting from my mother."
She walked out of the art exhibition, and Zhen Chongming hurriedly took two steps and followed her. In fact, Wu Luoxue had not done any oil painting for several months, so she was not very satisfied with the apple she painted!
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