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The painting boy nodded, sneered, walked forward and said, "I have been immersed in painting for hundreds of years, and my painting skills have long been superb. I don't know how many people have come from thousands of miles away to ask for paintings. It all depends on my mood!"

"You can not!"

Seeing that a painting boy dared to speak so wildly and make irresponsible remarks, Lei Bi immediately went crazy.

Amidst everyone’s shocked gazes, there was an explosive fashion show!

Lei Bi pushed forward with his hands, his muscles flexed, and the muscles on his chest formed the word "画" (painting)!

“People and paintings become one!”

Venerable Leiyun grinned and showed off to everyone.

The two of them were painting plum blossoms at the same time.

Soon, the painting boy took the lead and started to draw.

The plum blossoms in the painting immediately flashed with golden light, and everyone present actually smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, which was refreshing!

"Hiss... This painting is so magical!" Emperor Chen Hua couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"That's right, the disciple of Emperor Tianyi is really amazing."

At this time, Lei Bi had only finished half of the painting, and it was a terrible sight.

The difference between the two is obvious!

The empress frowned slightly and glanced at Venerable Leiyun with displeasure.

Is this the person you brought?

Venerable Leiyun had a dark face. He pulled Lei Bi down and cursed in a low voice: "You bastard, you usually paint so vividly, but you are so stupid at the critical moment!"

"Palace Master, this is not my fault. If you dare ask him to draw a picture of a fight between villains, I can fucking kill him!"

"Shut up, shame on you!"

The corners of Emperor Tianyi's mouth twitched upwards, and he felt relieved. "The disciples of the Immortal Palace are really modest. It was a fluke that I, your disciple, won. Hahahaha..."

The others also began to lower their heads and talk.

"The disciples of the Immortal Palace are just so-so, not as good as the rumors say!"

"He is a disciple of Emperor Tianyi, and he is really good at painting!"

"Yes, this painting is probably hard to be painted by anyone in the entire Penglai Region."

"Yao Chi Fairy Palace lost miserably this time."

Although the discussions of the crowd were very low, everyone present had the cultivation level of the Emperor Realm, so how could they not hear it?

The Queen of Yao Chi glanced at them indifferently, her cold face showing her majesty without even being angry.

There was a moment of silence in the field.

"Ye Che, you go." The empress said calmly.

"Yes."

Ye Che stood up, smiling, and walked in front of the painting boy under everyone's surprised gaze.

Emperor Tianyi's eyelids twitched for no apparent reason. "Empress, your disciple also knows painting?"

"He knows a thing or two." The empress said softly.

Emperor Tianyi looked at Ye Che and always felt that this boy was extraordinary.

Even though his cultivation was a little lacking, his aura was enough to kill countless of his disciples in seconds!

We must take him back!

Emperor Tianyi thought to himself.

"What are you drawing?" The painting boy looked at Ye Che with disdain.

You play the piano well, so what? In the painting world, I am the boss!

The person who can defeat me hasn’t even been born yet!

Ye Che smiled gently and said, "Why don't we draw a portrait of each other?"

"what ever!"

The painter responded, picked up his brush, and began to paint according to Ye Che.

As I was painting, I couldn't help but feel jealous.

Depend on!

Why are you so handsome? What do you want to do?

Is it the coolest in the universe?!

Ye Che did not rush to start painting, but kept staring at the boy's painting, commenting from time to time:

"Make the eyes look more serious, the nose bridge higher, and my hair not so short, right?"

Listening to Ye Che's rambling, Hua Tong gnashed his teeth. After adding the last stroke, he glared at Ye Che and said:

"I have already finished the painting, are you going to paint it or not?"

Ye Che looked at the painting and nodded, "Not bad... I didn't expect that you could draw me 60% handsome."

But in the eyes of a painting master like him, there is still a flaw.

"Alas, it's a pity that I only got the form but not the spirit. This painting failed to depict the domineering spirit in my eyes, and failed to give the portrait a soul. In the end, it is just a dead thing."

Hearing this, everyone was speechless.

The Mountain Emperor snorted coldly, "This painting has already touched upon the Daoist rhythm, are you qualified to comment on it?"

"If you can't draw it, get out of here!"

As soon as the Mountain Emperor finished speaking, he felt a sudden chill on his back. When he looked up, he saw the Queen of Yao Chi looking at him coldly.

"Empress, I..."

Emperor Tianyi quickly tried to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, Ye Che, why don't you draw?"

Ye Che did not answer, but poured a bowl of ink onto the rice paper.

He picked up a pen and began to write with great vigor and vitality.

This scene stunned everyone!

"He, what is he doing?"

"I don't understand. Are you painting? Why is it the same way I apply sweet chili sauce?"

"Empress, is your disciple deliberately causing trouble?"

The empress narrowed her eyes, not knowing what Ye Che was doing.

But she knew that Ye Che's painting skills had already reached the pinnacle.

The photo albums hanging in the Yaoguang Hall are the best proof.

Even she herself never gets tired of watching it.

"What do you know? This is... a very advanced way of painting." said the empress.

Everyone shook their heads, but for the Empress's sake, they did not say anything and just watched Ye Che paint quietly.

Suddenly, everyone didn’t know if it was an illusion, but they felt that the person in the painting started moving, and the portrait even had expressions!

Everyone shook their heads and looked carefully again. It seemed that everything had returned to normal. This sudden change left them puzzled.

"Am I... blurry-eyed? Why do I feel like the painting is moving?"

"Huh? I have the same feeling. I always feel like the portrait is secretly watching us!"

Seeing this scene, the painting boy's face was shocked, and a huge wave rose in his heart!

The whole person staggered back and couldn't help but scream out in surprise.

"What? This is... communicating with spirits through painting! How is this possible?!"

"The painting hasn't been finished yet, but the painting spirit has already appeared? Could it be that he is..."

The painter thought of something terrible and his scalp suddenly felt numb.

His exclamation also successfully attracted the attention of Emperor Tianyi and others.

The Mountain Emperor couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is it? Keep talking, you're only halfway through your words!"

Although they didn't quite understand, they knew from the painter's expression that Ye Che's paintings seemed to be very impressive.

The painter took a deep breath, trying to calm the shock in his heart, and said slowly:

"His painting path has reached its limit!"

"Brother, I admit defeat, but can I make a small request?"

"Tell me."

"Can you sell this painting to me?" the painting boy pleaded.

Seeing his disciple begging for help in public, Emperor Tianyi immediately lost his temper and shouted, "Hua Tong, what do you want to do? Come back here!"

"Oh! A painting is not worth much. If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Ye Che put down the last stroke and generously threw the painting to the painting boy.

"Thank you, brother! I never thought that I, a painter, would be able to meet the legendary painter of the end in my lifetime!"

"Death without regrets!"

Seeing that the painting boy looked like he couldn't wait to lick Ye Che's feet, everyone knew who would be the winner of the painting competition.

But the Mountain Emperor didn't understand. "It's just a painting. No matter how good it is, what's the big deal?"

Hearing this, the painting boy pointed at the portrait and said admiringly: "The painting by the painter Zhijing has given the portrait a soul. In other words, this painting is now my second life!"

"Even if I die, as long as this painting is still there, I can be reborn with it!"

After hearing the painting boy's explanation, everyone gasped.

The Mountain Emperor took a deep breath and couldn't stop coughing.

At this moment, everyone present looked at Ye Che with extremely ambiguous eyes.

I didn't expect that the painter has this kind of skill. It turns out there are no useless jobs, only useless people.

This kid must be kidnapped!

Emperor Tianyi said firmly again.