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"I want to see what kind of spiritual pattern painting you draw. I will open my eyes wide and take a good look, magnify every shortcoming of yours to the extreme, and then publicize it, so that your performance today will become your shame. . It will make you unbearable to look back every day when you think of today."
Bao Ziqing stared at Zhen Zining on the high platform with shame and anger.
After about an hour, Zhen Zining put down the spirit pattern pen. The whole square was silent. Zhen Zining first bowed to the audience, and then said with a slightly excited expression:
"Everyone, today is the ten-year celebration of the Confucian Academy. It is an important day for the Confucian Academy. But today is also an important day for me."
Speaking of this, Zhen Zining paused for a moment, and then said in a solemn voice:
"Because today I will present my first master painting in front of you."
"Boom..." The whole square exploded.
"Grandmaster!"
"Donnie Yen has become a Grandmaster?"
Everyone at the VIP table sat up straight. For them, except for Ma Rulong, who had seen the master's paintings, the others had never seen them before. Even Qin Xuanyue, who is the queen, has never seen the grandmaster's paintings.
Zhen Zining bowed again and now poured the power of his soul into the spirit pattern painting.
Shocking!
Qin Xianyue, Qin Wudi, and especially Ma Rulong immediately opened their eyes. Everyone's eyes were focused on a huge figure in the sky.
In a vast space, a woman's figure stood. She first looked down at the earth, with compassion in her eyes, as if gazing at her people. Then she looked up at the sky, her eyes became sharp, and the unyielding will in her body rose into the sky. .
"Holy... Holy Ancestor..." Ma Rulong knelt down tremblingly.
Then comes Qin Xian Yue, Qin Wudi...
At this moment, everyone knelt down, looking up at Yang Linglong's figure, and burst into tears with excitement.
For a full quarter of an hour, Yang Linglong's figure disappeared, and the square was silent.
"Pa bang bang..."
First, there was applause from Ma Rulong alone, and then there was thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.
Donnie Yen bowed several times, but the applause was still enthusiastic. Under the high platform, Baozi's face was ashen as death. How dare he find fault with the portrait of the Holy Ancestor
Finally, the applause stopped. After Zhen Zining bowed again, he thought about pushing Qin Shuang out, but he saw Ma Rulong stood up and bowed to Zhen Zining on the high platform:
"Teacher Zhen, please give this portrait of the Holy Ancestor to Wuzongdian. Wuzongdian will definitely give you a satisfactory reward."
Naturally, the portrait of the Holy Ancestor cannot be bought, but can only be given as a gift by Zhen Zining. Naturally, the wealthy Wuzongdian will not ask for it in vain, and will give Zhen Zining all the fame and fortune he wants. Moreover, if Wuzong Palace wanted it, Zhen Zining had to give it. Wuzong Palace was built by Yang Linglong, and Yang Linglong's portrait could only be enshrined in Wuzong Palace first.
There was reluctance in Zhen Zining's eyes, but he still nodded and said, "This is my honor."
"Thanks!"
Ma Rulong flew directly from the VIP seat to the high platform, bowed to Zonnie Yen again, and then saluted the spirit pattern painting on the table. Then he respectfully rolled up the painting with his hands and flew back to the VIP seat.
On the high platform.
Zhen Zining took a deep breath, calmed down, and said loudly to the audience:
"Everyone, after I won the championship in the last celebration, I did not use the quota to recommend my students, but today I will introduce a student to draw a spiritual painting for everyone. She is the best student in my life, And she’s a guru too.”
"Wow..."
The audience exploded again, and everyone's eyes in the VIP seats suddenly focused on Lu Shenghui's face. Qin Xianyue looked at Lu Shenghui excitedly and said with a trembling voice:
"Dean Lu, Xiao Shuang'er... she is... the master?"
At this moment, Zhen Zining’s voice sounded from the high platform again:
"Although she is my student, she has surpassed me in the realm of spiritual pattern painting, and she is also a master who can do two things at once."
"Two uses at one time!" Everyone looked at the high platform in shock.
Zhen Zining shouted with a louder voice: "She is my student, Qin Shuang!"
"Wow..."
There was applause. Since the first-generation grandmaster Zhen Zining said that Qin Shuang is also in the realm of a master, then it must be so. They didn't expect to be able to watch the two masters painting live today, and everyone was excited.
Qin Shuang walked to the middle of the high platform with a smile and bowed to the surroundings. At this time, Zhen Zining had already personally mixed cinnabar for Qin Shuang, Wen Tianqiang was laying out spirit pattern paper for Qin Shuang in front of the table, and Luo Xiaofei was standing aside holding a spirit pattern pen.
At the VIP table, Ma Rulong's expression turned bitter.
A master of Confucianism and Taoism, a second-level spiritual pattern master, a great master in the world of painters, and the princess of Crescent Moon Kingdom.
These four identities were like four mountains weighing on his mind. He knew that from now on he would not be able to conduct any investigation on Qin Shuang. Once discovered, it would directly affect the reputation of Wuzong Palace and be contradicted by all the nobles and celebrities. .
"Sigh... I'd better focus on finding the ideal person, and that Tiemuzhu."
At this time, Qin Shuang had already started painting on the high platform. She painted longer than Zhen Zining. After about an hour and a half, Qin Shuang finally put down the spirit pattern pen. He straightened his body and scanned the whole place.
Everyone sat up straight and waited for Qin Shuang to speak. Qin Shuang's voice finally sounded on the high platform.
"Everyone, when appreciating this painting, I hope you can hold on to your soul. It will have a great impact on everyone, because it is the Battle of the Bloody Plains."
Originally, when Qin Shuang said that everyone should hold on to their souls, everyone was still a little disdainful. They thought that Qin Shuang was young and energetic and exaggerated her paintings too much. But when I heard that it was the Battle of Bloody Plains, my heart tightened and I began to take Qin Shuang's words seriously.
Qin Shuang began to inject soul power into the spirit pattern paintings. The square disappeared, the high platform disappeared, the sky became dark, the earth became blood red, and the plain that spread thousands of miles became a huge meat grinder...
Qin Wudi's old age has gone away, the clothes on his body are windless, and his eyes reveal a sharp light. He thinks of his past and every battle he has fought in his heart.
Kototake and Koto Miyu, who had not experienced much war, both had excitement on their faces at this time. Koto Miyu tightly grasped the armrests of the chair with both hands. Because of too much force, the fingers of both hands were turning white, and her whole body exuded. High morale. Qinwu's upper body leaned forward slightly, and his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword. His face was full of fierceness, and his eyes showed his desire for battle.
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I am extremely grateful to classmate Mengzhen (100), classmate Fengyang (100), classmate seaphay (100), classmate Qin Louxue, classmate Jipinbawang, classmate Hao Haoqi, classmate Feng err, classmate Bai Zibing, classmate Ranger GB, Ah Classmate Yan'er, let your mind fly, classmate a, classmate oldair, lean on the fence to listen to the rewards from classmate Ye Yu and classmate Qin Louxue!
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(End of chapter)