Sign in from the Queen's Palace

Chapter 15

Liu Qing, the head of the guard, was so frightened that he grabbed Lin Jian.

"Lin Jian, stop!"

Things that even Luo Bing and Leng Wuyan can't do, what are you brat doing!

Isn't this looking for death!

Lin Jian turned a deaf ear and continued to take a step forward.

Hua Xu first said: "Empress, don't you all try it once? I don't have so much time to accompany you!"

Lin Jian said: "No, I'm the last one!"

Hua Xu snorted coldly and said, "A mere bodyguard, do you mean what you say?"

Everyone thought Lin Jian was crazy.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the empress spoke.

"If Lin Jian loses, I am willing to admit defeat!"

It's over, it's over!
Everyone complained endlessly!

Not only Lin Jian went crazy, but the empress also went crazy!

"it is good!"

Mr. Hua Xu was afraid that the other party would go back on his word, so he quickly agreed.

He glanced at Lin Jian casually, and said, "Boy, where is your weapon?"

"weapon?"

"Why do you need weapons for writing!"

As he spoke, Lin Jian bent over.

He picked up a branch from the ground and said, "Let it be!"

"Mr. Lin, don't trust me!"

Luo Shan shouted from behind.

At the same time, he threw the sword over and said, "Use the shocking sword passed down from my Luo family's ancestors!"

"Need not!"

Lin Jian swung the sword back with one palm.

The branch dipped in the ink and pointed towards the paper.

The further you go, the more you can feel the Tao rhyme from the paper.

Invisibly, there seems to be a resistance.

No wonder Luo Bing and the others failed.

but!
For Lin Jian, this is just a little resistance.

Because he signed in at the Imperial Study Room before, he acquired the skill of "writing like a god"!
brush!
Finally, the branch fell down.

On the white rice paper, there is a bit of ink black.

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed.

"It's done, it's done!"

"It's written!"

Hua Xu turned pale with shock!
what happened?

How could this kid penetrate my dao rhyme even though his cultivation base is not high?
Lin Jian didn't stop.

Continue to write the dragon snake.

brush brush...

Soon, two lines of poems appeared vividly on the paper: when the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods!

In an instant!
The top of the mountain was stormy.

In the gust of wind, the sound of ghosts and gods crying could be faintly heard.

I really answered this poem!
Almost at the same time!

Hua Xu made a "poof" and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Dao Yun left on the rice paper was defeated by Lin Jian!

"Nice poem!"

"Unexpectedly, there are such talents in the Great Zhou Kingdom!"

"Hua confessed today, I'm going!"

After speaking, he rolled up the rice paper and flew away.

……

One of the seven masters is missing.

Although everyone can't figure out the reason, it is always something to be happy about.

It's just that they couldn't be happy for long.

Soon, Gongsun Gousheng, the descendant of the painting fairy, came out.

"Brother Hua and I are brothers."

"Unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of an unknown person today!"

"Boy, do you dare to compete with me?"

Lin Jiandao: "How's the comparison?"

Gongsun Gousheng said: "Let's draw something each, let's see who looks like it!"

Lin Jiandao: "Like or not, it's too subjective, how to judge?"

Gongsun Gousheng laughed "haha" and said, "Very good judgment, you will know when I finish drawing!"

Saying that, he took out the paintbrush from his belt.

Unfold the plain silk, dragons and phoenixes dance.

Not for a moment.

finish painting.

Everyone stood on tiptoe.

I saw that what Gongsun Gou leftover painted was a big rooster.

The old master hurriedly said: "You rooster's painting must be so-so!"

"Really?"

Gongsun Gousheng smiled.

Shaking the silk in his hands, he said, "Hey, it's dawn!"

It is also miraculous!

Gongsun Gousheng flicked like this, the rooster in the painting seemed to have life.

It actually started crowing!
"Giggle..."

The voice is high.

From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The empress and the others originally had a glimmer of hope for Lin Jian.

Seeing this scene, he could only sigh.

Lin Jian's calligraphy is pretty good.

But when it comes to painting, Gongsun Gousheng does have something!

"Boy, what's up?"

Gongsun Gousheng is not without pride.

"Huh, is that all?"

"What cock, I think it's a spicy chicken!"

Lin Jian looked contemptuous.

Gongsun Gousheng jumped up anxiously: "Don't talk about it, you should draw one too!"

Lin Jian not only has the skill of "writing like a god", but also "draws silver hooks with iron"!
Just paint, whoever is afraid of whom!

Lin Jian still held the branch.

Looking around, he said, "Everyone take three steps back!"

Everyone backed away.

Lin Jian used the branches to draw on the ground.

In a short while, a hovering giant dragon was outlined on the ground, which looked decent.

"it is good!"

"Good job!"

"Much better than a rooster!"

The ministers hurriedly applauded.

Gongsun Gousheng looked down and said, "Your painting is fine, but there is one obvious flaw!"

Lin Jiandao: "Does it know how to bark?"

Gongsun Gousheng shook his head, pointed at the dragon's head and said, "You forgot to draw the eyes!"

Lin Jian smiled mysteriously: "It's not that I forgot, it was on purpose!"

Gongsun Gousheng was puzzled and said, "What do you mean by that?"

Lin Jiandao: "Because I have one eye, this dragon will live!"

After speaking, the branch lightly tapped.

Snapped!
Longan appeared.

at the same time.

The dragon actually moved.

With a sweep of the dragon's tail, billows of dust were set off!
In the dust.

With a roar of "嗤", the giant dragon soared into the sky and flew away through the sky.

This!
Everyone looked up at the sky, too surprised to speak for a long time.

The chicken that Gongsun Gousheng painted just crowed.

And the dragon drawn by Lin Jian flew away in the air!

Which is higher and which is lower is self-evident!

Gongsun Gousheng was dumbfounded.

After a while, he broke the brush with a "click" and threw it on the ground!
"The successor of the painting fairy, a certain family is ashamed to be the successor!"

"I don't even look at the map of the tomb of the gods!"

After finishing speaking, he hurried to chase after his good friend Hua Xuxian.

Lin Jian's two poems and one painting forced the two masters to retreat one after another.

The crowd was excited.

However, it is too early to say that the situation has been reversed.

Because the opponent still has five masters!
……

The next one to appear was the host of Dali Temple.

Ghost hands and devil's voice - Xie Tianhe!

This person entered the Tao with the piano.

Immersed in piano for more than seventy years.

This person can be regarded as aboveboard.

Like Hua Xuxian and Gongsun Gousheng, they don't want to take advantage of others.

It's just talking about competing with Lin Jian in rhythm.

and so.

Lin Jian's "Yin Rhythm" skill obtained by signing in at the singing and dancing studio also came in handy.

Xie Tianhe played the piano.

Lin Jian, on the other hand, took a suona from the festival band.

The song "The Most Dazzling National Style" makes people want to dance along with it.

Blow to the end.

Just listen to "Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom"!
Seven crisp sounds!

Xie Tianhe's Qin, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, Wen, and Wu.

The seven strings all broke!
Xie Tianhe threw the guqin angrily, waved his sleeves and left.

……

Following in the footsteps of Tianhe is the master of Qianji Sect, the contemporary chess master—Wu Wendao.

play chess?

Lin Jian retreated a little.

Because he signed in a while ago, he didn't learn how to play chess.

But when the competition started, Lin Jian felt relieved.

On the surface, Wu Wendao was playing chess with himself, but in fact, he was arranging troops.

Fight against yourself!

The "Encyclopedia of Arrays" obtained by signing in did not disappoint.

They fought for a quarter of an hour.

Wu Wenwen had already collapsed all over.

If you keep fighting, you will die!

resignedly.

He had to abandon his son and admit defeat.

(End of this chapter)