Chapter 295

"I'd like to see what kind of spiritual tattoo you draw. I'll open my eyes and have a good look at it. I'll magnify every shortcoming of you to the extreme, and then publicize it, so that your performance today will become your shame. Let you think of today every day in the future, it's hard to look back. "

Baozi stares at Zhen zining on the high platform with shame and anger.

About an hour later, Zhen zining put down the spirit print pen. The whole square was quiet. Yen first bowed to the audience, then said with a slightly excited look:

"ladies and gentlemen, today is the 10th anniversary of the Confucian Academy, which is an important day for the Confucian Academy. But today is also an important day for me

Speaking of this, Zhen zining made a special pause, and then said in a voice:

"because today I will present my first master's painting in front of you."

"Boom..." The whole square exploded.

"Master!"

"Has Zhen zining become a great master?"

All the people in the VIP banquet sat up straight. For them, except Ma Rulong, who had seen the master's painting, the rest had never seen it. Even Qin Xianyue, who is the queen, has never seen the master's painting.

Zhen zining bowed once again, and now he has injected soul power into Lingwen painting.

Shock!

Qin Xianyue, Qin invincible, in particular, Ma Rulong immediately opened his eyes. All eyes were focused on a huge figure in the air.

A broad space, a woman's figure standing, she first looked down at the earth, eyes with compassion, as if gazing at her people, and then looked up at the sky, eyes become sharp, the body that unyielding will soar.

"Saint "Holy Father..." Ma Rulong knelt down tremblingly.

Then comes the moon of Qin string, Qin invincible

At this moment, all the people knelt down and looked up at Yang Linglong's figure, tears streaming with excitement.

For a quarter of an hour, Yang Linglong's figure disappeared and the square was silent.

"Pa pa pa..."

First of all, Ma Rulong's applause, followed by thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time.

Zhen zining bowed several times, but the applause was still warm. The steamed stuffed buns under the high platform are as pale as ashes. How dare he find fault with the portrait of Shengzu?

Finally, the applause stopped. After Zhen zining bowed again, he wanted to push out the qinshuang, but he saw Ma Rulong standing up, bowing to Zhen zining on the high platform and said:

"Mr. Zhen, please give this portrait of the emperor to wuzongdian, which will surely give you a satisfactory reward."

Naturally, the portraits of Shengzu can't be bought. They can only be presented by Zhen zining. Naturally, the rich wuzongdian hall won't ask for them in vain. It will give Zhen zining all kinds of fame and wealth he wants. What's more, if Wuzong hall wants to be built, Zhen zining can't help but give it. Wuzong hall was built by Yang Linglong, and Yang Linglong's portrait can only be first worshipped in Wuzong hall.

Zhen Zi Ning's eyes showed not to give up, but still nodded: "this is my honor."

"Thank you

Ma Rulong flew directly from the VIP seat to the high platform, bowed to Zhen zining again, and then bowed to the Lingwen painting on the table. Then he rolled up the painting with both hands and flew back to the VIP seat.

On the high platform.

Zhen zining took a deep breath, calmed down for a moment, and said in a loud voice to the audience:

"ladies and gentlemen, after I won the championship in the last celebration, I did not use that quota to launch my students, but today I will launch a student to draw a spiritual tattoo for you. She's the best student in my life, and she's also a great teacher. "

"Wow..."

There was another explosion in the audience, and the eyes of all the people in the VIP seat were focused on Lu Shenghui's face. Qin Xianyue looked at Lu Shenghui excitedly and said in a trembling voice:

"Dean Lu, little Shuanger She is Master

At this time, Zhen zining's voice sounded again from the high stage:

"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."

"One mind, two uses!" All the people looked at the platform in shock.

"She is my student, Qin Shuang!" Zhen zining called in a louder voice

"Wow..."

There was a lot of applause. Since the great master Zhen zining said that Qin Shuang was also a great master, it must be. I didn't expect to be able to enjoy the two masters' live painting continuously today, and all of them were excited.

Qin Shuang went to the middle of the high platform with a smile and bowed around. At this time, Zhen zining has already mixed cinnabar for Qin Shuang himself. Wen tianqiang is laying Lingwen paper for Qin Shuang in front of the table. Luo Xiaofei stands aside with Lingwen pen.

At the VIP table, Ma Rulong's face became bitter.

He is a master of Confucianism and Taoism, a second-class master of Lingwen, a great master of painters, and a princess of Xianyue kingdom.These four identities are like four mountains in his mind. He knows that he can't investigate Qin Shuang from now on. Once found, it will directly affect the reputation of wuzongdian and be resisted by all nobles and celebrities.

"Well Or concentrate on looking for the ideal, and the iron wood bamboo. "

At this time, Qin Shuang had already begun to paint on the high stage, and her painting time was longer than that of Zhen zining. About one and a half hours later, Qin Shuang finally put down the spirit brush. He straightened up and looked across the room.

Everyone sat up straight, waiting for Qin Shuang to speak. The sound of Qin Shuang finally began to ring on the high platform.

"Ladies and gentlemen, when appreciating this painting, I hope you can keep your soul. It will bring you great impact, because it is a battle of bloody plain."

Originally, when Qin Shuang said that she wanted us to keep our soul, we still had some disdain in our hearts. We thought that Qin Shuang was young and vigorous, which exaggerated her painting. But when I heard that it was the battle of bloody plain, I began to take Qin Shuang seriously.

Qinshuang began to inject soul power into Lingwen painting. The square disappeared, the high platform disappeared, the sky became dark, the earth became blood red, and the plain spread thousands of miles became a huge meat grinder

Qin Wudi's old state is gone, his clothes are calm, and his eyes show a sharp light. He thinks of his past and every battle in his heart.

Qin Wu and Qin Meiyu, who had not experienced much war, were excited. Qin Meiyu held the armrest of the chair tightly with both hands. Because of too much force, the fingers of both hands were white, and the whole person was full of fighting spirit. Qin Wu's upper body leans forward slightly, his right hand has grasped the handle of the sword, his face is full of fierce, and his eyes show his desire for fighting.

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