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Master Miaosheng led them through the artist's hall and to the rooftop at the back of the hall, where the skylight illuminated the exquisite corridor and overlooked the mountains and grasslands, full of quiet and pure beauty.Those who can come here are the ones who are most likely to become the disciples of Miao Miao Palace. Everyone is at the level of a painting master in the mortal world, and the paintings they paint can definitely be sold for money.

People on the rooftop looked at Lu Ziqing with very jealous eyes. He was obviously a pretty boy who wanted to climb up the ladder based on his appearance.

Immediately, a black-skinned painter who looked like a monk jumped out and said: "Palace Master, after these days of enlightenment, I have made new breakthroughs in my painting skills!"

Another bald dwarf came out and said: "Master, if I can't see your jade body for a day, I feel that painting has no taste. These days, I deeply feel that our Japanese Ukiyo Painting School is just for you, Master." And created!”

Several people who looked like scholars were even more excited and expressed that they had made some progress.

A painter looked at Lian Tianhua, thinking that the old man might be a formidable enemy, and asked humbly: "You two are also from the Zhou Dynasty? Which painting school are you from? I am Zhu Libo, the leader of the Qingyun Painting School."

Lian Tianhua said: "I come from the Snow Mountain School of Painting, and I, Ma Hua Teng, are best at painting flowers and plants..."

Zhu Libo suddenly sneered and acted like a master of the painting school: "Old man, are you in the wrong place?"

Lian Tianhua wishes he could give the opponent a blow. Although I am pretending, you have a lot to pull!The Qingyun Painting School is totally inferior to our Xiaoyun School...but he can't reveal his true identity, so he can only sulk there.

At this time, the Master of Miaosheng Palace Leng Ao said: "Today, there will be a special test to see which of you can best portray the charm of this Palace Master. Whoever is qualified to become the official disciple of Piaomiao Palace."

As he spoke, he pulled up the belt with both hands, and the dress fell to the ground silkily, revealing his snow-white and proud figure.

Lu Ziqing was stunned. Why did it suddenly become like this?And taking it off so quickly?No reaction at all!Is this palace master's hobby actually being a human model and letting others paint her?
Lian Tianhua opened his mouth wide and his eyes almost bulged out. Damn it, such a great benefit!Piaomiao Palace is really great!

Master Miao Sheng didn't feel shy at all. He lay down on the couch beside the rooftop and said coldly and proudly: "Let's paint."

Immediately, all the painters put away their distracting thoughts, as if looking at a piece of art, stared directly at the Master of Miao Sheng Hall, and then began to paint.

Lu Ziqing inexplicably got himself into this stage of the art exam. He was one of the top two, and he could only think about what he should do.

In the spiritual platform, the two sword spirits were laughing almost crazy.

Xueer asked: "Do you really know how to paint?"

Yun Xi said: "There is nothing he can't do, as long as graffiti can be considered painting." Lu Ziqing looked at the jade body of the Master of Miao Sheng Palace with artistic eyes, as if he was quietly admiring a painting, but in fact, his mind was going crazy Complaints, now it’s hard to get off the tiger, what should I do?
Xueer smiled and said: "Sir, please beg me and I will draw it for you."

Lu Ziqing said: "Absolutely not. If you paint for me, I will die."

Painting can very well reflect the artist's soul. Lu Ziqing has already figured out that as soon as the Master of Miaosheng Palace sees the brushstrokes, he can immediately know whether the artist is male or female and what his temperament is.Therefore, this painting step can become the formal part of selecting disciples for Piaomiao Palace, and you must find a way to pass this level.

Lu Ziqing tilted his head and groped around, but when he caught the eyes of Master Miaosheng, he looked like an innocent young man, which made her even more happy.

"I have no choice but to use my special skills!" Lu Ziqing was also very helpless. This was the only way to succeed. Anyway, it cannot be said that I have no talent for painting.

Lu Ziqing took out a good old pine ink stick, skillfully cut off a small strip to make it the size of an oil pastel, and then wrapped the back half with silk, which became his unique paintbrush.He often used this thing to draw pictures at the Lu family's construction site before, and he found it very easy to use.But when it came to painting women, especially the human body, my only previous experience was the little sketching I learned in art classes, which was definitely not excellent.

The masters nearby couldn't help laughing when they saw that he didn't even know how to use a paintbrush, but used ink sticks.How did this young man come here? They are all masters of art. At the very least, they are famous masters of a painting school. Only when they pursue the realm of painting immortals are they qualified to come here.Even if this young master takes the back door, his level is too low, right?To actually doodle with ink sticks is something only children can do.

The black-skinned monk shook his head and concentrated on laying the foundation for his canvas.

On the canvas of the bald dwarf of the Japanese Ukiyo School, an exaggerated white buttocks has appeared, and the style is so strong that it is a mess.The man accidentally raised his head and saw Lu Ziqing holding an ink stick and scribbling on the drawing board, and he laughed twice.

Lu Ziqing ignored the ridicule of others and concentrated on drawing his own sketch.

With his cultivation in this life, his character, copying, and control abilities are all very different from those in his previous life. When he sketches, he has a decent look, and with his quick hands, he has a portrait in an instant. .Lu Ziqing was very satisfied and discovered his new talent. Oh, I am such a treasured boy!

"Is this okay?" Xue'er and Yun Xi were both shocked. Although they were just scrawled with ink sticks, they were still lifelike. They were [-]% similar to the master of Miao Sheng Hall. The only difference was Shen Yun—— Real people are even more shameless.

"Young master, this is really good!" Xue'er praised, why does it feel so similar?Just using black ink, the outline of Master Miaosheng's expression and the changes in light and shade were all revealed.However, it was only the face, shoulders and arms, and I didn’t have the nerve to draw the body. Mainly because the drawing paper was small, and it was the first time for Lu Ziqing to draw such an advanced human model, so he had no experience.

Look at everyone else working hard at painting. Some people have just laid the foundation. Lu Ziqing is too embarrassed to just hand in the paper. How about I draw a few more paintings?

Techniques are learned through practice. Lu Ziqing thought back to the many comic works he had seen. That was art. How about a work with background and creation that was thoughtful?

Lu Ziqing thought that this painting was just for practice, so he put it into his sleeve and took the time to draw another one. Who said you can't draw masterpieces with black and white pencils?
This time, Lu Ziqing challenged himself and painted the buildings, skylight, the entire environment, and the entire person of the Master of Miaosheng Hall in extremely delicate ways.A painting gradually changed from rough lines to extremely delicate, giving Lu Ziqing a sense of accomplishment.