Amazed, envious, excited... Even most of the elderly and middle-aged people stood up from their seats, excitedly looking at the sword god ring in Ye Wuchen's hand, with respect and enthusiasm on their faces. For most young people, the sword god is just a mythical existence, which sounds illusory, but for them, the weight of the word "sword god" is too heavy. That used to be their pillar and belief, and even the pillar and belief of the entire Tianlong Kingdom.
At this time, Long Yin, who was above tens of millions, also stood up, with ecstasy and respect on his face. Then he said loudly: "I never thought that Wuchen was the disciple of Senior Sword God, and the one who can get the ring of Sword God will be the only successor of Senior Sword God. The successor of Sword God finally appeared, and it was me, Tianlongcheng Ye. Son of the family, it can be seen that Senior Sword God has never forgotten us, so congratulations, congratulations! Hahahaha!"
Long Yin laughed out loud, which also infected others. Yes, the Sword God has not forgotten them, and has chosen the son of the Ye family as his disciple, which means that the next Sword God will definitely serve the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom for the rest of his life like Feng Chaoyang of the Great Wind Kingdom, and become the patron saint of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom. At this time, the way they looked at Ye Wuchen had changed drastically. Because he is the descendant of Sword God, the next Sword God!
"Wuchen, I think that your achievements in the future will surpass the respected teacher!" Long Yin said heavily.
Beyond Sword God, is there a higher evaluation than this! ? But according to Ye Wuchen's previous performance, no one thinks that this evaluation is too much, even the Lin family who are getting more and more pale subconsciously fully agree.
"The emperor is absurd." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.
"Hehe, that's how it is. The respected teacher has already stepped into the divine way. From this point of view, not only his sword, but also his piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have entered the divine way that we can't imagine. No wonder, no wonder." The old man stroked With a gray beard, he went on to say: "Young man, old man, I have the audacity to make a request, can you give me this piece of "Bingdi Lotus" to this old man, old man, I will remove all the vulgar works on the wall at that time, just Keep this one and savor it carefully three times a day to realize the true way of painting."
Ye Wuchen was secretly helpless. There is no so-called "Shinto" in this painting at all, it is just an extremely clever use of some physical principles. And now that the water stains have dried up and the painting has taken shape, it can only be said to be a good painting, and that amazing short period of time cannot be repeated. Moreover, he painted this painting for his own purpose.
He respectfully said: "Senior, this painting already has its owner, and it is actually not suitable for senior. If senior doesn't dislike it, this junior will come to the door to paint three paintings for senior in person. Please don't be offended, senior."
"Is that true? Okay, okay!" The old man nodded happily, then thought about it, and laughed: "Hahahaha, so it's because I was so excited when I saw this miracle, I forgot the twin lotus The original intention, now it’s ridiculous and generous.”
His reminder gave everyone an epiphany, the twin lotus flowers imply a pair of lovers who are obsessed with each other, and he said that this painting has an owner... Does he already have his heart? Thinking of this, many unmarried women can't help feeling sad. Appearance, temperament, life experience, martial arts, talent, and inheritance, all of which are beyond the reach of others, perfect without any flaws. Such a strange man, it is impossible to meet a second one in this life, and what kind of woman is lucky enough to be worthy of him.
"Chen'er, don't call me old man, he is your grandfather!"
The one who shouted was naturally Wang Wenshu. At this moment, she was already grinning from ear to ear. In the eyes of mothers, their children are always the best. But because her son was too disappointing before, once she mentioned her child in front of outsiders, she would feel ashamed and feel a deep sense of frustration. Today, Ye Wuchen's astonishing performance made the joy and pride in her heart beyond words. At this time, she really felt a kind of pride as a mother, because her son is so outstanding, just like a This bright pearl has become the eye-catching focus and suppressed the brilliance of all her peers.
That old man was her father—the emperor Wang Bo. Seeing one of them addressing "Young Man" and the other "Old Senior", I suddenly felt dumbfounded, and finally couldn't help shouting out.
"Huh?" Ye Wuchen froze, surprised.
"Hahahaha!" Wang Bo laughed comfortably, stroked his long beard and said, "Chen'er, grandpa lost all his memory after hearing that you were rescued by the Sword God, and now he still doesn't want to admit your relatives sincerely. This is also human. It's only natural, I won't force you to call me grandpa, but you promised to paint three paintings for me, and you must not go back on this matter!"
"Well, I will never break my promise!" Ye Wuchen responded with a smile.
Wang Bo has rarely seen Ye Wuchen in recent years, and when he occasionally went to Ye Wuchen's house, he would only visit Ye Wuchen to express his affection, and when he left, he would secretly shake his head, extremely disappointed. Now, he saw a flood dragon that had soared into the sky. The world is impermanent. In his opinion, this sentence is vividly reflected in this grandson.
Some people who have been puzzled all this time are suddenly enlightened. No wonder the address between these two people is so weird, it turned out to be so.
"Okay! Grandpa can rest assured now. Chen'er, I don't know which lady you want to give this "Double Lotus Flower" to." Wang Bo said with a smile. Naturally, he asked this question in public not out of presumptuousness, but He knew that since Ye Wuchen painted the painting in public, and he did not conceal that the painting belonged to him, it must be that he wanted to give the painting to someone on the spot, and his words just happened to push the boat along.
In a word, some princesses suddenly became fidgety, clutching the corners of their clothes nervously, there was a flash of light in their eagerly looking eyes, eager to see through, longing for a huge and incomparable surprise to fall from the sky.
Ye Wuchen didn't answer, and walked to the drawing board, carefully rolled up the "Dual Lotus" into a thin roll, covering up its exaggerated splendor. Then he picked up the wine bag that Hua Zhentian threw to him, and said loudly: "If there is no wine from Senior Hua today, this painting would not be completed. Therefore, this painting can be said to be the joint work of Senior Hua and I, so , this painting should be given to Senior Hua..."
A large group of people were immediately dumbfounded, and some of them almost didn't vomit blood on the spot... They drew a picture of a lotus flower with two pedicles, but in the end they gave it to the elders who were big and rough, this, this, this...