"Dean, I'm very sorry, this student Du Nan did not leave the painting. He and the three female students, Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing, drew the trial painting before leaving. Maybe they felt a little embarrassed, so they did not keep it. From the monitoring video, the three female students were all people who were just practicing their brushwork, and they kept drawing basic things such as horizontal, vertical, and round. The four of them wrote very smoothly, and after some training, they could become successful." Dean Zhang's assistant was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who spoke without losing his words, with caution and moderation.

However, these words could not satisfy the two old men who had been busy for a long time.

It's finally difficult.

They cleared the excess flower decorations, but the "ink ring" in the middle still couldn't be perfectly removed.

Both President Zhang and Lao Jia were afraid that their own brushwork would destroy this "perfect" feeling. Because they could not achieve this natural feeling between strokes. This does not mean that this painting is very beautiful and can be compared with no paintings. It just gives people a "imperfect" feeling, as if this circle is the purest painting method in the world.

Dean Zhang and Lao Jia both practiced martial arts and could feel a "sharp" flavor from the painting.

What a pity is.

The whole painting was destroyed by a little trash who knew the world was already very powerful, and they could not absorb more information.

"You go down first." Dean Zhang waved.

The assistant retreated.

A kind of doubt appeared in his pupils. Seeing Dean Zhang's expression, he knew that what he had done this time was not good enough. Looking back on Du Nan's information, it seemed that there was nothing special. When he returned to the studio, he shouted: "Xiao Wang, copy the video just now. I'll take it back and take a look."

"Okay, Mr. Sun."

At this time, Du Nan and his group had returned to the guest building.

Drawings for a day.

Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing just had a little feeling. On the other hand, they began to understand the principle of "interoperability of skills". They have achieved success in swordsmanship. When they come into contact with completely unfamiliar paintings, they will not feel like they are bound to their hands and feet. When they pick up the pen, they will feel a natural view in their hearts, as if the results are not important at all, and the process is moving.

A broken stroke is like a mistake in swinging the sword. There is no regret, only the idea of ​​continuing to correct it is better.

Tired hands.

But I feel an unusual feeling of satisfaction in my heart.

This feeling is exactly the opposite of killing people with a sword. When killing people with a sword, the more you kill, the less you feel, the more tired you are. The more you are, the more uneasy you are with your hands. Now, they have finally found a way to satisfy their minds. In that horizontal, vertical, lonely and round, they also show a "sword dance" posture in their minds. It can be said that they hold a pen in their hands, but they think of a sword in their minds.

This strange practice does not destroy the feel of the touch, but instead has a feeling of "sudden clarity".

The "deficient" and "excessive" movements of swinging the sword in the past are all slowly presented in the strokes, allowing me to re-understand it. With every stroke, I am also correcting these sword skills to make it simpler, faster, smoother, and without any trace.

There was nothing to say overnight. The four of them rested and were at ease.

On the other side.

President Zhang of Tielan Painting Academy and his friend Lao Jia, who ran around half of the Golden Bell Flower City.

Finally, with the help of a sword cultivator, I barely repaired... No, I should say, I barely figured out what this ring is.

"This is the Rock-Slaying Sword."

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"This... Master Tie, we just want to figure out its prototype and we have no intention of selling it." Dean Zhang was sweating. How much gold can an ordinary student have instructor level? Only dozens of gold or hundreds of gold can be drawn by himself. Today, Mr. Tie directly made an unimaginable huge number.

"Six million gold. I am not rich, so don't use my little money bag." Old Tie was angry and rewarded all the wealth in his family.

When I saw the old man angry.

Both of them dared not say much, they both knew the status of the old man.

Dean Zhang could only explain: "This is a student's entrance examination. Although Xiao Zhang is the dean, he cannot sell other people's things privately. This work has been destroyed by Xiao Zhang's hand, and Xiao Jia tried his best to repair it. Xiao Zhang was almost frightened by such a high price."

"Hmph, you just don't understand. Tell me, what's going on with this painting?" Old Tie became interested.

President Zhang had no choice but to explain the situation of Xiao Jing, Du Nan and others, and also explain clearly the situation of Vice President Gu's assistant changing the painting.

After listening to this.

Old Tie sighed, "Well, I know, I'm not difficult for you. Tielan actually got into such a strange man, which is interesting. You have been suffering for all these years. It would be strange if you can make a fortune by taking care of a group of powerful children all day long. That student Du Nan kept it confidential in advance, and it depends on his own opinions. If someone only comes to study, it will cause trouble for others. The painting is hidden... Haha, you still don't know its value. Now if you change to the masters in the sword training field, they have to draw their swords and grab them with you."

"Why did Mr. Tie speak like this?" Dean Zhang was surprised.

I practice sword skills myself, but I can't tell what's special about this painting.

Old Tie smiled and said, "That's because you have cultivated the Rock-Slaying Sword. If you only learn half a bucket of water, or just one step away, you have to hold this painting all day long and never let go."

"hiss!"

Hearing this sentence, Dean Zhang and Lao Jia took a breath.

They now understand the meaning of the old saying: it can become a "textbook" for sword cultivators, and it is a super valuable textbook.

Thinking of this.

A story arose in the minds of the two: Master Nie Daoxing traveled to middle-class countries. Once, he wanted to help a group of orphans and widows who were left behind by the battle, but unfortunately there was nothing valuable on his body. Then, he used the Sword of the Wind and cut an ugly wooden carving and sent it to the auction hall for sale. Originally, this extremely bad carving could not cost 0.00 gold. But... he knew that it was cut by the Sword of the Wind. The powerful men who had less than a hundred people cultivated the Sword of the Water Sword activated the wealth that shocked the chaotic universe and bid the statue to an unimaginable price.

If Nie Daoxing hadn't spoken out for the last time, the auction would have almost triggered a massive war on the God King.

Finally, middle-level countries established nursing homes for military and orphans.

The small wooden carving was also collected and observed by less than 100 powerful men of the Shuijian Sword. From that moment on, all the strong men realized that this small statue that had no meaning to other sword cultivators was a beacon for the powerful men who had practiced the Shuijian Sword but had not reached the Shuijian Sword... it was a beacon. It was worthless in the eyes of other people, and in the eyes of the less than 10,000 powerful men, it was more precious than ten thousand artifacts.

"Is this something similar?" Dean Zhang's forehead was a little cold and sweaty. It seemed that the things on his hands were a little hot.

"Yes." Old Tie nodded, and Dean Zhang and Lao Jia both shivered.

They know very well what this means.

Nie Daoxing’s small wood carving is only sought after by less than a hundred tyrants of the Shui Sword. Although nearly a hundred people have unimaginable power, it is less than one hundred people after all. The portrait of the “Sheng Rock Sword” in front of him is different. It will not be sought after by a hundred people... It will be sought after by countless people. It can even be said that every person who has entered the sword training field and has learned nothing to gain, they all want to grab this painting and observe it day and night.

Moreover, the Star God Warrior who has never practiced swordsman at all also wants to take this opportunity to practice the Rock-Slaying Sword.

Dean Zhang could not imagine.

What major event will this painting cause when it is leaked?

They also understood that Nie Daoxing wanted to cut small wood carvings, and could cut 100 pieces a day. But would Nie Daoxing make money with this method? No, absolutely no, Nie Daoxing himself does not need money at all. He is the kind of strong man who immediately produces infinite value in every move. The same is true for the owner of the painting in front of him. If he wants to buy money for painting, he will not be able to practice this level.

Therefore, like Nie Daoxing's small wood carving, it is likely that the thing that comes out by chance is the only one.

"Old Tie, please help me deal with it." Dean Zhang wiped his sweat.

He really dared not collect such a hot thing.

It’s not that I believe in my old friend Lao Jia, but that there are more than two or three people who have seen it. No one cares about this thing, it’s just a piece of broken paper. Old Tie can tell that it is a magical object. At least for the mentors in the sword training field, swordsmen who are struggling to find good textbooks... it is a peerless treasure.

You must know.

In the middle-level God King Empire, there are always many people who lack money, but there are countless people who lack the "Rock Sword".

This painting may not help them to cultivate the Rock-Slaying Sword.

But, it can guide you!

When facing this effect, it is like a powerful man from the Slayer Sword facing Nie Daoxing's small wooden carving... Do you still care about money for it? Even if you care about money yourself, there are still countless guys in this world who don't care about money waiting to compete for it.

"I see that you can't handle it well, so I have to leave it to the old ghosts in the sword training field to pass by, otherwise I will have a headache," said Tie Lao smiled bitterly.

"I'm so tired, I'm old." Dean Zhang bowed and said.

"Old Zhang, we are like this... that student won't have any objection, right?" Lao Jia was a little worried.

Hearing this, Mr. Tie and Dean Zhang both laughed.

Dean Zhang smiled and said, "Mr. Nie's small wood carving was thrown in the corner for half a month and he didn't take it off. Has he cared about it?"

When Lao Jia heard this, he understood.

They are all such transcendent characters and will not care about money at all. If the student Du Nan cherishes it, he will not let the idiot make any mistakes. This thing is very important to everyone, and for him... he just picked up a stroke and drew an ink ring.

"Director Zhang, something is wrong!"

Before the three old men finished speaking, Dean Zhang's assistant Sun Gong hurriedly ran in. Seeing that there was Lao Tie in the tea hall, he thought that he would hit him and his face was frightened.

Old Tie didn't mind and smiled: "It's okay, Xiaosun, you're busy with your business."

"Thank you, Mr. Tie."

Sun Gong wiped his sweat and said hurriedly: "Director Zhang, the Civil Affairs Yuan sent staff overnight. Now he is going to go to the hospital to verify the competition records of Master Long and Teacher Mu. I heard that even the Duchess of Aberion, who was not involved, has come and is determined to verify the authenticity. Now, the powerful and powerful have almost surrounded the entire Tielan Painting Academy, which is very meaningful to demolish the Painting Academy."

As soon as Dean Zhang heard this, he instinctively covered Du Nan's painting. When he heard Mrs. Aberlion, he showed a strange expression.

Old Tie was also strange.

Mrs. Aberion is known as the "Lonely Goddess of Moon Looking at the Moon" in the circle of powerful people. Since her husband died for the war, she refused to marry her again and never participated in the "midnight party" of the powerful people. In addition to being beautiful and fairy-like, this behavior is also highly respected in the entire Golden Divine Kingdom. For a long time, Mrs. Aberion has countless pursuers, including celebrities, celebrities, artists, and star god warriors.

However, she was always alone and even refused the proposal of the first prince of the Golden Ding Kingdom.

Since then, her reputation has become even more famous, and it can be said that she is more famous than the Golden Ding Kingdom. In recent years, young and powerful people from other divine kingdoms have come over, desperately pursuing this stunning widow who is famous in all directions, trying to pick this "goddess flower" from the clouds.

Now her every move can form a trend.

"What the hell is going on? The competition works of Vice-Chairman Long and Teacher Mu were delivered to Meng Gong's private jade building in the evening for evaluation, so why did it come to Tielan Painting Academy?" President Zhang respected Mrs. Aberlion very much, but he did not welcome the goddess to come. The natural flower dew she liked could be sold out of the market, the flowers she liked could be bought for empty warehouses, and the streets she passed by could be crowded.

Such a guy ran to Tielan, and the injustice of the Painting Academy was also flattened.

"It was sent out, so it caused controversy. Vice-Chancellor Long insisted that the winning work was painted by him, while Teacher Mu said that the winning work was painted by him, except for the tears that were not painted by him. Both of them were painting Madame Aberlion, and the wife happened to be in the private jade building... So both parties sued the Civil Affairs Office, and Madame Aberlion even went to the painting institute to find evidence." Sun Gong said in a sweat.

"What's going on? Didn't Vice-Chairman Long win?" President Zhang was confused when he heard this. He thought that Vice-Chairman Long had a bad character and his painting skills should be better than Teacher Mu.

"I don't know what to say, anyway, the work won after lit up tears." (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!