Chapter 66

Amazed, envious, excited... Even most of the old people and middle-aged people stood up from their seats and looked excitedly at the sword God ring in ye Wuchen's hand, with respect and enthusiasm on their face. For most young people, the sword God is just a mythical existence, which sounds ethereal. For them, the word "sword God" is too heavy. That was once their pillar, belief, and even the pillar and belief of the whole Tianlong kingdom.

At this time, Long Yin, who was on top of thousands of people, also stood up with a look of ecstasy and respect. Then he said loudly: "I never thought that Wuchen was actually a disciple of the sword God, and the one who can get the sword God ring will be the only successor of the sword God. The descendant of the sword God finally appeared, and he is the son of the Ye family in Tianlong city. It can be seen that the elder of the sword God has never forgotten us. Congratulations, Congratulations! Ha ha ha! "

Long Yin laughed loudly and infected others. Yes, the sword God did not forget them, and chose the son of the Ye family as his disciple, which means that the next sword God will serve the Tianlong kingdom all his life and become the patron saint of the Tianlong Kingdom like the wind and Chaoyang of the Dafeng kingdom. At this time, their eyes to ye Wuchen have undergone earth shaking changes. Because he is the descendant of the sword God and the next sword God!

"Wuchen, I think your future achievements will surpass respecting the teacher!" Long Yin said heavily.

Beyond the sword God, is there a higher evaluation than this!? But according to ye Wuchen's previous performance, no one thought this evaluation was too much. Even the Lin family subconsciously agreed with it.

"The emperor praised me." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

"Oh, I see. The master has already entered the Shinto. It seems that not only his sword, but also his piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have entered the Shinto that we can't imagine. No wonder, no wonder. " The old man stroked his white beard and then said, "young man, the old man, I have the courage to make a request. Can you give me this picture of the union lotus? The old man, I will remove all the vulgar and clumsy works on the wall and keep only this one. I will taste it carefully for three minutes every day to understand the real painting."

Ye Wuchen was secretly helpless. There is no so-called "Shinto" in this painting, but it is extremely ingenious with the help of some physical principles. And now that the water trace is dry and the painting has taken shape, it can only be said to be a good painting, and the amazing short period of time can not be repeated. Moreover, he painted the picture for his own purpose.

He said respectfully, "elder generation, this painting has its owner, but it is not suitable for elder generation. If the elder doesn't dislike it, the younger generation will come to the door and paint three paintings for the elder one day. Please don't be surprised. "

"Is that true? Good, good! " The old man nodded happily on his face, then thought about it and laughed: "hahaha, I see. It's an old fool who was excited at the sight of this divine work. I forgot the original intention of the lotus flower. Now I can laugh generously."

His reminder made everyone suddenly realize that he is a pair of lovers who cling to each other, and he said that the painting has a master... Does he already have a place to belong to? Thinking of this, many unmarried women can't help feeling dejected. Appearance, temperament, life experience, martial arts, talent and inheritance are all beyond the reach of others, and no defects can be found perfectly. Such a strange man can't meet a second one in his life. What kind of woman is lucky enough to deserve him.

"Chen'er, don't call the old man. He's your grandfather!"

Naturally, it was Wang Wenshu who shouted. At this time, she could not close her mouth with a smile. In the eyes of mothers, their children are always the best. However, because her son was too frustrated before, once she mentioned her child in front of outsiders, she would feel pale and have a deep sense of frustration. Today, ye Wuchen's amazing performance makes her joy and pride unspeakable. At this time, she really feels the pride of being a mother, because her son is so excellent, just like a bright pearl, has become the focus of attention and suppressed the light of all her peers.

The old man was her father, Wang Bo, the imperial master. Looking at them, young and old, one called "young man" and the other called "old man", they suddenly felt unable to laugh or cry, and finally couldn't help shouting out.

"Uh?" Ye Wuchen's expression was stiff and surprised.

"Ha ha ha!" Wang Bo burst into a comfortable laugh, stroked his long beard and said, "chen'er, Grandpa lost all his memory when he heard that you were rescued by the sword God. Now he still doesn't want to sincerely admit your relatives. It's also human nature. I won't force you to call me Grandpa, but you promised to paint three pictures for me. You must not regret it! "

"Well, never break your promise!" Ye Wuchen responded with a smile.

Wang Bo has rarely seen ye Wuchen in recent years. When he occasionally goes to Ye's house, he will only talk about his heart and look at it. When he leaves, he will shake his head secretly and be extremely disappointed. Now, he saw a dragon that had soared into the sky. Things are changeable. In his opinion, this sentence is incisively and vividly reflected in this grandson.

Some people who have been confused also suddenly realized at this time. No wonder the name between the two people is so strange, so it turned out to be.

"Good! Now grandpa can rest assured. Chen'er, I don't know which young lady you want to give this picture of the lotus flower. " Wang Bo said with a smile. Naturally, he didn't ask this question in public out of boldness, but he knew that since ye Wuchen painted in public and didn't say implicitly that the painting already belonged, it must be that he wanted to give the painting to someone on the spot. His words just pushed the boat with the current.

In a word, some Princess ladies suddenly became restless. They nervously grabbed the corners of their clothes and looked forward to it. If there was a flash of light between them, they were eager for a huge surprise to fall from the sky. Ye Wuchen didn't answer, and went to the drawing board and carefully rolled up the picture of the lotus flower with a tie into a thin volume, covering up the elegance that it once caused exaggerated exclamation. Then he picked up the wine bag that Hua Zhentian threw to him, and Lang said, "if there were no wine from master Hua today, this painting would not have been completed. Therefore, this painting can be said to have been made by me and elder Hua together, so it should have been natural for this painting to be given to elder Hua... "A large group of people were foolish immediately, and some even didn't spit blood on the spot... They drew a picture of Banti lotus flower, and in the end they even gave it to the big men, who are big and big. This... {thank you for your support, Your support is our biggest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation