strictlysupreme Chapter 214: Flying Immortals Vs Ugly Girls
Chapter 214: Flying Immortals Vs Ugly Girls
The sound of booing was endless, overshadowing the melodious sound of silk and bamboo.
The crowd on the lower floor flocked to the edge of the stage, and the people on the upper floor also got up one after another, stood at the fence, and stared down intently.
"Heh, a group of ordinary people also want toads to eat swan meat?"
The speaker, holding a jade fan, opened and closed extremely chicly, with spring breeze on his face full of ambition, but his blood was slightly empty, and the fire of his soul was flickering. At first glance, it was the result of a dude's indulging in wine and sex.
His sneer immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the crowd.
Someone was about to point at him angrily, but was stopped by his companions.
"You are crazy, how dare Liu Changfeng provoke you?"
"Is he Liu Changfeng?"
The man made a sound in shock, and then immediately lowered his head, for fear that Liu Changfeng would notice his actions just now, and it would be doomed.
In today's practice world, a new sect level seems to have been derived in addition to the holy level sect.
That is Xianzong!
Only those sects who have been born as immortals can be called Xianzong.
And this Liu Changfeng is one of the three great immortal sects, the son of the sect leader of the Taoist sect. His grandfather is the master of the first palace above the Tianmen, and he was born with visions.
Because he was baptized by immortal power since he was a child, it is said that his physique Talent is a semi-immortal body that has never been seen before, and the Dao in his body can be freely derived.
The world favors him, his savvy is terrifying, and he gained insight into a variety of supernatural powers during the Gold Core period, and he is known as the number one Talent in the Immortal Era.
On the stage, the celestial oiran spun gracefully and danced gracefully, slowly stopped on the stage, gently waved her white sleeves, and the mist rose, forming a hazy and beautiful picture, making her beauty faintly visible.
The charming and mournful voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears.
"Everyone, thank you for coming here to support the little girl, but there are so many of you, how can the little girl be served by only one person?"
"I wonder what Miss Nan's topic is this time?"
Liu Changfeng closed the jade fan, and regardless of his status, he flew down impatiently, and stood closest to the stage, looking at the oiran above with admiration.
Seeing him coming down, the crowded crowd immediately moved away, and no one dared to approach within three feet.
Nan Jinping's handkerchief covered half of her face, she wanted to cover it but she was ashamed, her red lips moved slightly: "The little girl has no talent or virtue, but she still likes to be arty, today I will paint with Taoism as the topic, who can draw into the heart of the little girl, The little girl invited him into the boudoir."
"good!"
"Then paint with morality!"
Liu Changfeng became very excited, while the other cultivators looked slightly bitter.
Painting is definitely not difficult for those present, what is difficult is to paint with morality.
Who in the practice world doesn't know that Liu Changfeng has the most Taoism, why does this topic seem to be tailor-made for Liu Changfeng?
"Come, I will serve you with pen and ink."
With a light move, Liu Changfeng ordered someone to bring a spiritual brush and ink, spread out the snow-white cloth, and went directly down from the fifth floor above the pavement.
"Spiritual Pen, Freehand Ink, Qiankun Cloth... Hey, Liu Changfeng is really willing to give up any of these. If you take out any of these, we will all fight for blood."
Some people sighed, and their mood gradually dimmed. This oiran's stage performance seemed to be Liu Changfeng's special performance. His halo was too dazzling. How could they fight for it?
"Miss Nan, I'll show my ugliness and make a painting of flying immortals for you."
Say it.
Liu Changfeng smiled softly, his body was condensed with Taoism, he flew up, and slowly descended from the top floor with a magic pen in his hand, splashing ink freehand, and the pen moved like a dragon and snake. In a short period of time, he showed no less than ten kinds of Taoism .
When he landed on the ground, he put away the magic pen in one go, and a picture of immortals flying out of the sky appeared vividly on the paper.
The magnificent Tianmen stands in the void, and the dome is far away.
The clouds rolled, surrounded by the vast white Immortal Qi, and the cranes flew together, across the sky.
In the air, Nan Jinping's portrait suddenly appeared, with white sleeves fluttering, petals falling, and a graceful figure swaying and floating in the air, soaring to the clouds, half hidden, just like the scene when she took the stage just now, extremely vivid.
Just looking at the painters, they have reached the point of perfection.
Looking at the implication again, there are immortals flying out of the sky, full of fairy charm, which vividly embodies Nan Jinping's appearance.
As for the meaning behind it....
Profound, grand, and diverse..... profound comprehension, each of which can help people enter the realm of Divine Transformation.
It can be said that his painting is almost perfect in every aspect. This guy does have a proud talent.
Others racked their brains and made some paintings, but compared with the painting of flying immortals outside the sky, they are not a bit worse.
Among them, the biggest difference is the Taoism contained, there are only a few kinds, and almost none can gather more than three kinds, and it cannot be compared with Liu Changfeng at all.
"Miss Nan, do you think this painting of mine suits you?"
Liu Changfeng opened the jade fan, smiled slightly, confident.
"Mr. Liu's paintings are really incomparable, the little girl's heart has been moved by your paintings."
Standing in front of this painting, Nan Jinping couldn't move his footsteps so intently, his eyes rolled around, revealing a look of extreme satisfaction.
Liu Changfeng's face suddenly showed a smile of winning, and he had already started to turn around and tell his followers about his arrangements for tonight.
Tonight, enter the boudoir and enjoy the joy of the fairy!
When the rest of the people saw this, they were ashamed, and their expressions darkened. They knew that this time it was a dead end, and they didn't know when Miss Nan would come out next time.
However, no one could see, under the veil, Nan Jinping's tongue licked the corners of his mouth a few times, it was not an action for satisfaction, but greed.
"...This guy's Talent, probably on top of the Tianmen, is also a first-class existence." Sitting on the coffee table, Ji Xuanye said enviously.
"I just don't know how the senior's paintings are..."
Ji Xuanye turned his head and looked at Su Jianshi, who had just completed the painting. When he saw the painting on it, his expression froze.
Frozen for a few seconds.....
His feeling is not amazing.
But deeply ashamed!
He hurriedly covered his face and squatted down on the table. He was really ashamed to face people, so he must not be recognized later that he came with the senior.
"You....what is this painting?"
Someone noticed Su Jianshi's finished painting and was taken aback for a moment.
Immediately.
The loud laughter suddenly sounded here, causing everyone to look back in astonishment.
"Ha ha ha ha....."
"I'm laughing to death, you dare to embarrass yourself here just because of your painter?"
"Hahahaha, no, I really can't, let me laugh for a while..."
The person who noticed Su Jianshi's painting first, covered his stomach and laughed loudly, with tears streaming down from his laughter.
"Are you sure this guy isn't here to be funny?"
The rest of the people came to look at it together. When they saw the painting, they felt as if they were struck by lightning. They all felt incredible. How dare he compete for this kind of painting?
Ji Xuanye, who was squatting under the table, covered his face even tighter.
"It's because you don't understand art."
Facing everyone's ridicule, Su Jian remained calm, turned around and looked at Nan Jinping, who had always kept his eyes on the flying fairy outside the sky, and said, "Miss Nan, I don't know if I like my painting, do you like it? "
Nan Jinping frowned slightly, and looked over perfunctorily. When he saw the painting on it clearly, Zhong Lingminxiu's pupils suddenly widened.
And Liu Changfeng, who was at the side, yelled: "Where is the wild Taoist priest, dare to humiliate Miss Nan in public with paintings?!"
Su Jianshi's painting is very simple, and it also depicts the oiran in front of him.
The key is.
He was afraid that others would not recognize it, so he scribbled an arrow pointing on the painting, drew a circle, and wrote the word Nan Jinping inside.
As for her portrait....
Ugly, with a head like a wooden chicken, a face like black jade, a body like a dead tree, hands like iron forks, and feet like loach.
Big nostrils, a sesame face, big arms and a round waist, wearing exactly the same painting as Nan Jinping. What's even more shocking is that the portrait is just ugly, why is the clothes on her so exquisite?
Probably like this? Please ignore that little heart...
This wild Taoist priest is clearly trying to vilify Miss Nan!
"Ugly?"
However, Su Jian didn't seem to know it, looked Nan Jinping up and down, and said seriously, "But she obviously looks like this, I really drew her according to her real face."