I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

"Woof, boy, how can you talk to your Lord Ergouzi like that!"

"Whose dog is this? You don't care. You don't even consider the occasion when you talk nonsense." Xia Chuan also said lightly.

"Don't make noise while painting."

Wang Ruoxian frowned slightly. Creation requires inspiration and spirit, and it cannot be disturbed.

Everyone calmed down their anger and began to focus on painting.

Looking at the surrounding monks frowning, holding their breath, and writing with dragons and snakes, Li Xiaobai and Ergouzi stared at each other, staring at the pen and paper in their hands, not knowing what to draw.

"Ergouzi, is there a line of painting in your blood inheritance?" Li Xiaobai said in a low voice.

"Lord Ergouzi is such a supreme being, and his lifelong energy is devoted to benefiting mankind. How can he spend time on such a toy?" Ergouzi rolled his eyes and expressed disdain.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. Why were you so pretentious just now? You even asked for a calligraphy.

You will lose face in a while.

A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on Xia Jian's seat. Circles of white light flashed, and a large scroll unfolded in the void.

In the void, a thatched house, a candlestick, and a candle exuded a simple and profound atmosphere.

A young man in white clothes held a scripture in his hand, frowning, and seemed to be reciting something. After a long time, he put down the scripture in his hand and sighed.

"Vision, it is said that it can only be triggered when the state of mind reaches a certain level. This is the first time I have seen it."

"This is... the Heresy Picture!"

"This vision is a corner of the life of Zhenyuan Daxian in the past. It was rumored that Zhenyuan Daxian had doubts about the records in the scriptures in the early years, and did not agree with the words of the saints. He took a path that violated Confucianism. The son of the Xia family was able to comprehend such a state of mind. He is really a natural talent!"

"It's a pity that it is only a corner of the Heresy Picture. If he can comprehend the complete Heresy, I'm afraid it will be a blessing for my Northern Territory!"

Xia Jian's hands kept moving, sketching one stroke after another. The vision above his head gradually blurred, turning into an ancient breath that merged into his body, pushing his spirit to the peak in an instant.

Each stroke of ink turned into a trace of the Great Dao and was engraved in the void. Even without using cultivation, many cultivators present still felt that their chests were out of breath.

As expected of a cultivator who has inherited the Zhenyuan Kingdom, he is already powerful at this age, and his future is limitless.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, there was another dazzling light in the void. A woman in white clothes was lying on the table. In front of her was a chessboard with stars and clouds. However, there were no chess pieces on the chessboard, but creatures of various shapes.

"This is the vision of the Hinayana Sect!"

"Stars and clouds, with the world and all things as chessboard, what a great courage!"

"I didn't expect that the fairy of the Wang family also comprehended the vision. Such talent is a demon!"

The cultivators were a little crazy. Once the vision appeared, it was no longer considered painting, but a competition of their own state of mind and artistic conception. The vision showed that they could most intuitively feel the other party's mind and cultivation. For the bystanders, this was a silent preaching.

If you can comprehend something from it, you will benefit a lot.

Li Xiaobai was confused and couldn't understand the operation of this group of people at all.

Just draw, why do you want to be so fancy? Can creating a strange vision help you draw or what?

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Li Xiaobai stopped writing and looked at the little broken dog beside him. It was a full picture of a dog climbing a mountain. The lines were crooked and the picture looked terrible.

"Xia, I am not talented, I am sorry to show my ugliness!"

Xia Jian shook the scroll in his hand, and a pilgrimage picture appeared in front of people.

In the center of the picture, a man in white held a scripture, and all the people came to pay homage. Although he was a scholar, he had the power to look down on all the creatures in the world.

The strong will passed through the paper and pointed directly at everyone.

With the theme of gathering, the painting was a pilgrimage. Xia Jian seemed to be a saint. He was a little arrogant, but he had the capital. Everyone had seen the strange vision just now, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Mr. Xia has a high artistic conception. We are obsessed with appearance, but Mr. Xia directly explains the core of this gathering. We gather here to seek knowledge and vision. Mr. Xia takes scholars as spiritual guidance, which is really in line with it. I admire him."

"Yes, the will in this painting has already left the paper. If a person's mind is not well cultivated, it may hurt his mind. This painting is similar to the one that Zhenyuan Daxian used to mess up the Spring and Autumn Period!"

A supporter of the Xia family took the lead in commenting and directly praised Xia Jian to the sky.

It is said that Zhenyuan Daxian can mess up the Spring and Autumn Period with a stroke of his pen, fill the sea with a drop of ink, and has a firm will and can kill people with just his eyes.

Li Xiaobai listened with wide eyes.Stunned, he was just trying to show off. The person who commented was also talented, and he found the philosophy of life from this powerful picture.

Looking at the other cultivators, they were all lost in thought, and some even nodded frequently, and they actually quite praised this statement.

"Mr. Xia's painting is powerful and his technique is ingenious. I admire it. I dare to ask Mr. Xia to appreciate it."

Wang Ruoxian also shook the scroll in her hand, and wisps of mist filled the air. You can vaguely hear the birdsong and smell the fragrance of flowers in the scroll. This is a realistic painting.

It perfectly reproduces the more than 100 people present at the gathering, whether it is clothing, demeanor, posture, they are all perfectly matched, even Er Gouzi is painted in.

Such keen insight is terrifying, and the most rare thing is that in just half an hour, he can observe the charm of everyone present.

As expected of a disciple of the Hinayana sect.

"Fairy Wang, so terrifying!"

"Such insight, worthy of a woman who can comprehend the stars and the clouds!"

"It looks like painting, but in fact it is showing us how good she is!"

The crowd exclaimed again, Wang Ruoxian covered her face and chuckled: "You are too kind, it's not worth mentioning."

"I wonder if Boss Ye's masterpiece is ready?"

Xia Liu asked sarcastically on the side, he saw it clearly just now, Li Xiaobai scratched his head, it was clear that he knew nothing about painting.

"Wang, you weaklings, come and admire your Ergouzi's masterpiece!"

Ergouzi spread out the drawing paper, and a simplified version of the picture of chickens and dogs appeared in front of everyone, the twisted lines looked a little childish.

"I didn't expect that the dog of Boss Ye's family is so unique. It's rare for a spiritual animal to paint."

"The Xiaocheng Sect has a swallowing python, which is in the Nascent Soul stage. It is very intelligent and can speak human language, but it has always been rebellious and hates humans. Compared with Boss Ye's dog, it is much less obedient."

"Wang, you are the dog, your whole family is dogs, and your Er Gouzi is the supreme existence!"

Er Gouzi's face was full of unkindness. Although he couldn't tell what kind of breed he was, he would never admit that he was a dog. This was a matter of dignity.

Li Xiaobai covered his mouth. This broken dog was too embarrassing, and it was also very unpleasant to listen to what he said.

"Okay, Liangchen was inspired today, and he took a different approach. He did make a good painting, but I don't know if there are any real young talents who can appreciate it among the present."