On the screen, the originally budding lotus slowly unfolds its petals, opening like a miracle, and gradually revealing the buds wrapped in it. When they open, the "reflection" below also opens at the same time. The opening rhythm is surprisingly consistent, which makes people feel subconsciously—that is its reflection. The magic is not only the lotus, but also the rough water surface. The light-colored green spots in the water surface all spread out in the water traces, and evenly connect into one piece, drawing a perfect light green water surface. The traces of water reflect lightly under the sun, and the water is shimmering from a distance, which is exactly the same as facing the real Wangqing Pond.
What's even more astonishing is that since the water surface was paved later, with the reflection of light added, the reflection of the lotus is subtly covered under the water, which is exactly the same as the real reflection in the water. Reflection in water has always been a difficult point in the painting world, and it is difficult to satisfy myself, because its artistic conception is really too difficult to grasp. At this time, the painting is truly flawless.
When the two parallel lotuses are fully opened and bloom into two white and pink lotuses clinging to each other, the whole picture is also properly frozen. It makes people feel that no matter whether it is one minute earlier or one minute later, it is not so perfect at the time. But everyone still fell into incomparable amazement and did not wake up.
Is this really a painting? No... They would rather believe that this is a real lotus flower, the real pool water that is reflected in light green. Before this, did any of them have witnessed the whole process of the lotus blooming? No one... But now they actually saw this incredible spectacle in a painting.
It really can't be called a painting.
Taking their reactions into his eyes, Ye Wuchen smiled lightly. The reason why the lotus blossoms and the water surface is actually very simple. It can be achieved by using water to drive the diffusion of ink, and using the volatilization of alcohol to assist and guide. Although the reason is simple, it is extremely difficult to do so. Whether it is the amount of ink used in each place, the location of the ink, the uniformity of the wine, the timing and the judgment of time... Any slight mistake in any of these points will be a serious failure.
Ye Wuchen moved to the front of the drawing board, blocking the miraculous "Dual Lotus", which also made everyone wake up from the incomparable shock. He said with a smile: "Is Zhiwuchen's "Bingdi Lotus" in everyone's eyes?"
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" This time, it was Long Yin who spoke first, and the short four words showed the tremor in his heart.
"I've lived until today to know what a real painting is..."
"This... This is simply the work of a god! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that there is such a shocking work in the world."
"Husband! It's really the right time for us to come to Tianlong City this time. How many people in this world can appreciate such a shocking work. Just say it, no one will believe it."
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the old man was half buried in the ground, and he could still see this painting before he closed his eyes. God really treats me well... Even if I die immediately, I will have no regrets in this life!"
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Lin Xiao swore that he had never heard so many and exaggerated exclamations in his life. He felt that the sum of all the praises he received in his life was not as much as Ye Wuchen received at this time. No matter how good his paintings are, they are still made by people. And this "Bending Lotus" even he fully admits in his heart that this is a real masterpiece, a world-shattering work that ordinary people can't even imagine.
The gap is so large that it is almost insurmountable. Lin Xiao took a deep breath, but his heart was still hard to calm down. I am used to being sought after, and I am used to standing at the top, but for the first time, I have a feeling that I want to look up, and the person I want to look up to is standing on the top of the peak that soars into the clouds. There is no sign of him.
At this time, a peaceful and old voice sounded: "Everyone, listen to me."
The owner of this voice seemed to have great prestige, and a short sentence really calmed down the somewhat chaotic atmosphere. This is an old man who has been sitting in the back row without saying a word. He is over sixty years old. He is dressed in a green robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he is quite immortal. Others looked at him with obvious respect, and even Long Yin showed a slight respect on his face.
Ye Wuchen guessed the identity of this old man at once.
"Hehe, young man, this old man has been conceited all his life to be knowledgeable, and his painting skills are unmatched. But he didn't expect to know what a real masterpiece is today. This painting should really only exist in the sky, and no one in the world has ever seen it …”
Anyone who knows this old man knows that Ye Wuchen is definitely the first person to receive such praise from him. But he also deserved it.
However, his address to Ye Wuchen...
"... Forgive me, an old man, for relying on the old and selling the old, and I take the liberty to ask: who is your teacher?" The old man asked gently, with a gentle smile on his face.
This question aroused everyone's curiosity, including the Ye family. All eyes focused on Ye Wuchen again.
Ye Wuchen smiled mysteriously, and said: "What the old man said is absolutely right, the junior's tutor is indeed a god. And the tutor has no intention of letting the junior hide it, so it's okay to tell the old senior."
Everyone's spirits were lifted at once. They originally thought that only a god-like master could teach such a disciple. And this kind of extraterrestrial expert is usually indifferent to fame and fortune, and doesn't even want others to know his existence, so he doesn't have much hope. But he didn't want Ye Wuchen not only didn't plan to hide it, but was going to say it in public.
"My master... is the owner of this ring." Ye Wuchen took out the sword god ring and put it on his left hand, then held it up high so that everyone could see it clearly, at the same time he pulled the corner of his mouth quietly, and said in his heart: Chu Grandpa, let me borrow your name again. You gave me this ring, probably also to facilitate my road in Tianlong Kingdom.
It seems that such a great kindness can only be left on Chu Jingtian. And the old man obviously deliberately made himself owe such a big debt of gratitude unknowingly.
Old fox, oh old fox.
Before everyone could react, the two priests beside Long Yin immediately screamed: "Sword God Ring!!"
These short four words were like throwing a big thunderbolt on this crowded square, triggering a violent reaction like boiling.
"Sword God's ring! It's the ring worn by the old Sword God!"
"That's right, that's really the sword god's ring... The heavens have mercy on me, and let me have the honor to see the sword god's ring again."
"Young Master Ye... he is actually the heir of the Sword God! No wonder he has such amazing martial skills and talents at such a young age, so it is so, so it is!"
"Sword God's predecessor is a generation of gods, and it is not too much to teach any kind of disciple."
"Sword God's ring... He turned out to be a disciple of Sword God! It is rumored that he disappeared for more than a year before, but it turned out that he was taken in by the sword god's seniors. The Ye family is really merciful."
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