Next, Chen Ning checked another supernatural ability.

[Finishing touch (0/2000)]

[Finishing touch on the dragon in the painting, which can make the dragon condense into reality and break the wall in the air]

Just by looking at the introduction of the system, the power of this magic power is absolutely good.

However, in order to use this magical power, you need to prepare a portrait of the dragon first.

With the improvement of the realm, Chen Ning's comprehension has also increased, although he has less contact with paintings after coming to this world, but the vividness of copying should not be a problem.

Spreading out the pen and paper, Chen Ning copied the dragon statue according to the illustrations of the mythical beasts and spirits recorded in the book.

An hour later.

[Detect the host's concentration and painting, congratulations to the host for obtaining Haoran Qi*100]

It seems that whether it is reading, painting, or chanting poetry, as long as you can calm down and cultivate your mind, you can also get system rewards.

Three dragons have been painted on the table, and the power of the finishing touch is also very related to the painting.

Therefore, the other few poor paintings were directly abandoned by Chen Ning.

"The copy is realistic, but ......"

Even with three successful paintings, Chen Ning felt that the dragon in the painting lacked the necessary charm.

But there is no way, after all, the real dragon has disappeared for too many years, and even the paintings in the book are most likely just the product of a combination of rumors and imagination.

If you copy such a painting, it is naturally impossible to draw the charm of a real dragon.

"Young Master, why did you suddenly start painting?"

At this moment, Qing Yan walked into the study with a cup of hot tea.

After staring at the paintings on the table for a while, she couldn't help but mutter:

"The young master painted very well, but it always felt as if something was missing."

"You can see that, too?"

Although the maid is stupid, sometimes she can become extraordinarily smart.

Chen Ning thought for a long time, and suddenly said,

"Qing Yan, why don't you try it?"

Qing Yan waved her hand again and again:

"I'm just talking, and I've never painted."

"It's okay, no, I can teach you. "

What Chen Ning lacks in painting dragons now is not his painting skills, but the charm of the real dragon that no one knows.

Anyway, it's hard to improve by painting by yourself, so it's better to let Qing Yan try it.

"Sit down. "

Drawing and writing are not the same way you hold a pen.

Chen Ning patiently leaned down and personally helped Qing Yan adjust the posture of holding the pen.

"Keep your palms flat, then bend your fingers and place the brush between your ring and middle fingers.

That's right, that's it, hold this position for the first time.

In order to let Qing Yan remember the grip and the angle of the pen, Chen Ning gently held her delicate little hand.

"Painting light is not the same as painting shallow, the shade is inseparable, and only the thick place can highlight the shallow ......,"

Chen Ning explained in detail.

But feeling the bursts of breath in Chen Ning's ears as he spoke, Qing Yan's delicate little ears quietly became a flush, and almost all the words she heard went in and out of her left ear and out of her right ear.

Qing Yan's heart suddenly had a lot of thoughts.

After staying with the young master for two years, she had already recognized her innermost thoughts.

I want to stay with the young master, and I ...... Yes forever.

But if you say this, wouldn't it be equivalent to confessing

......? Do you want to say it?

"Do you understand?"

At this moment, Chen Ning's voice suddenly broke the silent air.

"Hmm......"

Qing Yan nodded, shook her head again, her cheeks flushed slightly, as if she understood.

"Then I'll take you with me to draw some first.

Chen Ning smiled helplessly, holding Qing Yan's hand and leading her to start drawing from the dragon's head.

After about one-fifth of the drawing, Chen Ning let go of his hand and let Qing Yan play by herself.

She had never painted before, but Qing Yan showed her transcendent talent.

Although the strokes look very rusty, the lines are unexpectedly a little smart.

A quarter of an hour later, Qing Yan put down her pen, looking a little unconfident.

"Young Master, is this okay?"

After staring for a moment, Chen Ning showed a hint of surprise.

"Well, it's even pretty good. "

This painting is very rusty in terms of lines and brushwork, not realistic, and even very different from the book.

But for some reason, the dragon drawn by Qing Yan has a spiritual charm that cannot be felt in the book.

It's as if she's really seen a real dragon......

A painting without spiritual charm cannot be changed, no matter how rigid the rules are.

However, a painting with spiritual charm, even if the foundation is not deep, or even can only roughly draw a rough form, it can still make people feel the rich aura on the painting.

Chen Ning even felt that when using the 'finishing touch', Qing Yan's painting could even exert a stronger power than what he painted.

Rolling up Qingyan's paintings, Chen Ning carefully put them in his bag.

Noticing Qing Yan's puzzled gaze, Chen Ning smiled.

"I suddenly felt that your painting was quite charming, and I just wanted to collect it. "

Young Master is sure...... Not kidding?"

Qing Yan was overwhelmed by the praise for a while, and suddenly slapped her chest with joy.

"Leave it to me, young master!" she

picked up her pen and was about to draw another one.

"Squeak. The

gate opened, and Murong Yu hurriedly ran into the courtyard.

"Brother Chen...... You are!" The moment he

saw Chen Ning, Murong Yu's eyes suddenly widened slightly in surprise.

"You have actually broken through to the realm of the Three Rank Great Confucians!" Although Shi

Bei should be impressed for three days, what the hell is it that he has broken through a realm in only five or six days?

You must know that almost all those who have become great Confucians are famous scholars who have read poetry and books extensively, and have peach and plum all over the world.

Although there are many scholars who are talented and have reached the realm of gentlemen early, there are very few who can become great Confucians.

Even if you look at the entire Shuiyun Academy, it seems that you can't find a great Confucian under the age of fifty.

Half-cultivation and half-cultivation martial arts, not only have both sides been cultivated to the extreme, but the speed of progress is even faster to such a terrifying rate.

"Brother Chen, you're just a monster......"

Murong Yu couldn't help but complain.

Chen Ning laughed and said,

"You should have something urgent to come to me in such a hurry, tell me something quickly."

Only then did Murong Yu react, and hurriedly patted his head and said,

"There is indeed an urgent matter this time, and besides, it is still a big urgent matter!"

Thanks to Brother Chen's killing of the Jiang family's grandfather and grandson near the auction hall, the academy master finally found the hiding place of the Red Blood Gate Demon Cultivator by tracing the roots.

The demons and chaos in the capital for so long are the real masterminds behind the scenes.

If the Red Blood Gate Demon Cultivator is killed, all the demons hiding in the capital will also show their original forms. "

Oh?"

Hearing this, Chen Ning's eyes lit up, and he was a little surprised:

"What is the academy's plan?"

Murong Yu arched his hand and said with an extremely serious expression:

"The academy will send a large number of people to surround and kill the Red Blood Gate, and there will not be a single demon cultivator in the entire Demon Gate.

Moreover, this time, even the only Yasheng in the academy will come out of the mountain in person!".

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