"Change to another sheet of paper!"
Sun Mo instructed, "It has to be at least 18 chi long! One and a half chi wide! "
"Ah?"
The Qi King was first stunned. After that, he grew agitated. Sun Mo was going to do something big. If not, why would he need such a large sheet of paper?
"Quickly go! Quickly go! "
The Qi King urged.
"Sun Mo, it's fine if it's about the same size!"
Li Xiuhao felt her heart aching. She persuaded. Such a famous painting should be placed in Tang Country. Now, it was going to benefit Great Qi.
"It's just a painting!"
Sun Mo didn't mind. He was returning the favor.
When one was in society, they would have to know the ways of the world. Sun Mo didn't need the Qi King's friendship, but the Calabash Brothers did.
If one day, they committed a crime in Qi Country or wanted to seek protection, Sun Mo hoped that the Qi King would give them some face and take care of them.
Very soon, the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were prepared. Sun Mo stood before the table and closed his eyes, starting to prepare his emotions.
The most famous traditional painting of the gardeners would definitely be Along the River During the Qingming Festival by God Zhang Zieduan. It simply fused the style of Great Song into a single painting.
Sun Mo had seen this famous painting before, but he wouldn't copy it. Instead, he would imitate its train of thought and prepare to draw a painting of the wind and moon.
This was the city he was most familiar with and also the city he had the most feelings for.
Sun Mo let out a breath of turbid air. He dipped the brush in the ink and started to draw!
He would start from a small point. A swallow was returning to spring after autumn. It built its new nest under the roof of a farmer's house.
The door opened, and a boy ran out with a basket of fish. Not far away, there was a small river, and there were farmers fetching water to wash their clothes!
Following the direction of the river, the number of people increased. The hawkers, constables, and acrobatics seemed to be able to break through the paper, clearly transmitting into the ears of the crowd.
This was because the expressions of each character were different, and they were all very detailed.
Sun Mo's traditional painting skills were at the grandmaster-level, including human figures, flowers, birds, fishes, bugs, as well as mountains and rivers. Hence, he could completely convey the emotions of the characters through their facial expressions and expressions.
Sun Mo gradually entered an optimal state.
On the platform, no one was talking anymore. Everyone was admiring Sun Mo's drawing skills. They looked at the people, objects, grass, and trees growing under Sun Mo's brush, looking extremely vivid and lifelike. For some reason, they felt very comfortable.
This actually involved a kind of psychology. It was like watching some decompression videos. One could not tell why, but they just felt relaxed and at ease.
Sun Mo had originally wanted to draw the lives of the common people in Jinling, creating a picture of the country being prosperous and the people at peace. After all, this was a gift, and he naturally had to make sure that it was auspicious.
However, when he reached the brothels where the courtesans opened their doors to welcome their guests, Sun Mo couldn't help but put in more effort on the figures and faces of the courtesans.
Before he came to Jinling, Kuri had already retired. But luckily, Fukata had appeared. It was said that Fukata had undergone plastic surgery before. However, Sun Mo didn't have any combat experience and didn't know if it was true.
In short, when Fukada dismounts in the future, he won't be able to see it.
There were many temples in Jinling, 480 of them. Compared to them, the brothels weren't inferior in any way.
Hence, Sun Mo drew all of them out. There were pavilions along the Qinhuai River, fragrant houses that adorned the bustling area, as well as the floating boats on the lake...
Other than this, there were also some farmers that had some businesses that were half-closed. They were aimed at low-end customers.
Sun Mo drew all the women he had seen before in his mind. Moreover, they were all extremely exquisite. From the small movements of his fingers to the big ones, from the clothes they wore, everything was covered.
When these female celebrities wore the various clothes of the Great Tang Empire, they would have a different kind of charm.
"Sigh, I don't feel like drawing clothes anymore!"
Sun Mo felt regretful. Then, an idea flashed in his mind. On a window on the second floor, he drew the silhouette of a woman bathing.
Earlier, she seemed to have forgotten to close the window and was now rushing over to remedy the situation.
A sense of shyness could be seen on the paper.
At this point, Sun Mo was already immersed in his drawing. His brush moved like dragons and snakes, and the inspiration in his mind gushed forth like spring water.
Since there were items from the second floor, Pan Jinlian would also make arrangements for them. Naturally, Wu Erlang and Ximen Qing had to be included as well. However, this was a peaceful world, and he mustn't draw too bloody scenes. He had to be more subtle.
Oh right, since there was a scholar, Romance of the Western Wing couldn't be lacking either!
In the pavilions, the maids were on patrol, the young ladies were having a rendezvous, and the lovers were walking along the walls!
Maybe because he was too engrossed, the Wondrous Blossom Realm erupted again.
However, at this moment, everyone didn't notice it because their gazes were already attracted by the women in the painting.
This... wasn't this too beautiful?
No, it couldn't be said that they were beautiful. Rather, they had an indescribable disposition!
There were so many women, as many as tens, but none of them looked the same. Moreover, all of them were above 7 points.
"Beautiful! I want them! "
Qi King planned to ask Sun Mo what was going on with these women after he finished drawing.
One couldn't help but say that this fellow did have the potential to be an incapable ruler.
When other people saw the painting, they would only feel that these characters were beautiful. At most, they would use them as materials to cast spells. However, Qi King wanted them.
Sun Mo had already spent three hours. Because the sky had turned dark, Qi King instructed the eunuchs to light up the butter lamps, causing the entire platform to be brightly lit.
Not everyone liked to draw. For example, Xia Taikang gave the excuse that he wasn't feeling well and left.
He returned to the hotel. Just when he entered his room, he saw a man wearing long robes standing before the window with his hands clasped behind his back, looking in the direction of the victory square.
"Teacher!"
Xia Taikang hurriedly bowed, feeling a little puzzled in his heart. His teacher's whereabouts had always been mysterious. Once he appeared, he would surely have something to instruct him.
"Help me get Li Ziqi's Starry Sea Painting back!"
The black-robed teacher instructed.
"Mn?"
Xia Taikang frowned. His teacher had seen too many good things and had no desires. But why did he want Li Ziqi's painting this time around?
Could it be that her painting was even better than his teacher's?
Yes, Xia Taikang had cheated. After drawing halfway, he felt that he wasn't able to create a famous painting. Hence, he used the spiritual control technique to get his teacher to descend and use his body to draw for him.
Hence, the black-robed teacher's words also represented that he admitted that he was inferior to Li Ziqi.
"Li Ziqi's painting has surpassed this era. It's very normal that you guys can't understand it!"
The black-robed teacher explained.
Xia Taikang's countenance immediately turned unsightly. He knew that his teacher's standard could crush all the great teachers here today. Hence, this meant that in his teacher's eyes, Li Ziqi was extremely outstanding.
"The ending point of a parent is the starting point of a child. You can't be blamed for losing to Li Ziqi. Her teacher's position is simply too high!"
The black-robed teacher sighed ruefully.
"Even you are inferior to Sun Mo?"
Xia Taikang's lips twitched.
"If you are referring to horizons, then I'm inferior to him!"
The words of this black-robed great teacher directly caused Xia Taikang to be shocked. He knew how proud this teacher was. In his eyes, those below the saint level were all pigs and dogs, not worth a mention!
"Alright, remember to get Li Ziqi's painting back at all costs!"
After the black-robed great teacher instructed, he didn't make any movements and suddenly disappeared from the window, as if he had never appeared before.
Xia Taikang didn't dare to disobey his teacher. He could only quickly return to the victory square to look for Qi King.
Although Qi King wasn't very old, he overworked himself every night and didn't know how to control himself. Hence, his body couldn't take it anymore. He persisted for two hours and had no choice but to return to a tent that was temporarily set up in the square to rest.
When Xia Taikang rushed over, he discovered that the vice-headmaster of the Black-White Academy, Wan Kangcheng, was there as well.
"Great Teacher Wan, how about we discuss this matter again?"
Qi King wasn't interested in Li Ziqi's painting at first, but when Wan Kangcheng wanted it, Qi King's thoughts stirred again.
"Your Majesty, Li Ziqi's painting has no meaning to you guys. Only by placing it in the Black-White Academy would it be able to improve!"
Wan Kangcheng explained patiently.
"Why do you say that?"
Qi King didn't understand.
"You guys haven't experienced the black-white game before, so you won't understand!"
Wan Kangcheng bitterly smiled. (This is like playing the lute to a cow. It's useless no matter how much I say.)
"Taikang, what's the matter?"
Qi King changed the topic.
"Your Majesty, I wish to use my painting to exchange for Her Highness Ziqi's painting!"
Although Xia Taikang had only heard a few sentences, he understood that Wan Kangcheng wanted Li Ziqi's painting.
"Why?"
Qi King felt strange.
"I wish to use her painting to urge me to continue working hard!"
Xia Taikang found an excuse. Of course, he couldn't say that his teacher wanted it.
Just when Qi King was thinking of how to reject it, he saw the Chief Steward of Internal Affairs rushing in.
"Your Majesty, the Saint Gate's Sect Lord has arrived!"
"What?"
Qi King hurriedly got up and went out to welcome him.
"Your Majesty, long time no see!"
Su Taiqing was only wearing a simple white robe, but he exuded the air of a transcendent being. His aura was elegant, as though he was an immortal!
"Sect Lord Su, what wind blew you here?"
Qi King used a respectful form of address and the etiquette of a disciple.
There was no solution to it. The Saint Gate's influence was too great. Moreover, Su Taiqing himself was a secondary saint. However, it was said that he had long since become a saint and had intentionally concealed his cultivation base.
However, even a secondary saint was an existence that Qi King didn't wish to antagonize.
"I heard that Ziqi created a Starry Sea Painting that has a very profound concept. Hence, I'm thick-skinned enough to request for it!"
Su Taiqing spoke bluntly.
The Five Countries Mock Battle was a grand event in the Nine Provinces. As the sect leader, Su Taiqing naturally had to pay attention to it. Hence, he sent a capable assistant over.
Being able to be highly regarded by Su Taiqing and become his assistant, there was no doubt that this person's vision and talent were extraordinary. After seeing Li Ziqi's famous painting, he knew that it had an extraordinary meaning. Hence, he immediately sent a messenger goose to Su Taiqing, sending an image-recording stone that had recorded the scene back then.
After Su Taiqing saw it, he immediately rushed over.
"Ah?"
Qi King was stunned. He had thought that Su Taiqing came here because he wanted that famous painting. After all, that was a rare work of art with a great teacher halo. He didn't expect it to be Li Ziqi's painting.
Xia Taikang's gaze drifted over.
This sect leader's taste was the same as his teacher's!
"Sect Lord Su, I came first!"
Wan Kangcheng was unhappy.
"Haha, first come, first served. Why don't we let the painting's owner decide?"
Su Taiqing smiled. "Why don't we let the owner of the painting decide?"
"You..."
Wan Kangcheng was angered. What fate? This was bullying. Although the status of the Black-White Academy was very high, it was still inferior to the Saint Gate's Sect Lord.
As long as one's brain wasn't damaged, they would definitely give the famous painting to Su Taiqing.
Qi King knew that this painting couldn't be kept. Rather than letting Li Ziqi decide, he might as well do her a favor. "Why don't we let Sect Lord Su take care of such a 'philosophical' painting?"
Xia Taikang tactfully didn't interrupt because he couldn't win against him.
...
"Have you guys heard? Sect Lord Su is here! "
"Ah? The painting battle has already ended. Why is he here? "
"Could it be that he wants to see Great Teacher Sun's painting?"
Ordinary people didn't know of this situation, but the news had spread like wildfire in the circle of nobles. Some people even racked their brains, wanting to get close to Su Taiqing and get to know him.
However, they weren't qualified!
Very soon, more news was transmitted over.
"Sect Lord Su isn't here for Sun Mo's famous painting. He's here for Li Ziqi's painting!"
"Ah? Is Li Ziqi's painting that good? "
"The famous painting that Sect Lord Su has his eyes on is definitely extraordinary!"
Many people didn't believe this news. After all, Sun Mo's famous painting had the effect of a great teacher halo. In the entire world of famous paintings, there were only ten of them, including Sun Mo.
However, many people swore that this news was spread by Qi King's internal affairs supervisor. It was very credible.
If this was really the case, it would mean that Xia Taikang had picked up Li Ziqi's first place for nothing.
The sky turned dark, but Sun Mo was still painting.
In the past, there would be a curfew in Western Capital. But today, an exception was made. Hence, many people didn't return home. They wanted to see the birth of a supreme famous painting.
When Su Taiqing appeared, a commotion broke out in the surroundings. Many people wanted to go up and meet him.
Su Taiqing smiled and swept his gaze around. In an instant, everyone's emotions calmed down. They didn't say a word and just stood there quietly.
"My heavens, it's a silent halo!"
Qin Yaoguang was stunned. "Isn't this too amazing?"
There was no need to say a single word. Just a single thought was enough to activate a great teacher halo. This was definitely a miraculous skill. At the very least, it was a divine skill that only secondary saints could grasp.
"Father... Lord Sect Lord is definitely amazing!"
Lu Zhiruo felt honored.
"Eh? It's his business that he's amazing. Why do you have to be proud? "
Qin Yaoguang didn't understand.
"Eh!"
Lu Zhiruo was speechless.
"Great Teacher Zhiruo will definitely worship Sect Lord Su!"
Helian Beifang helped.
"That's right!"
Lu Zhiruo nodded.
"But I worship Teacher more!"
Xianyu Wei heaved a sigh of relief. When she saw the crowd moving, she thought that her teacher's state of mind would be disturbed. She didn't expect that Su Taiqing would silence them with a single glance.
Su Taiqing stood next to Sun Mo. When he saw the Jinling Wind Moon Painting, his brows instantly twitched.
This painting was naturally not bad, but wasn't this woman drawing a little too much?
Oh right, Sun Mo was still a virgin. It was very normal for him to want a girl!
Sun Mo had been painting for close to eight hours. Honestly speaking, he was a little tired. Although he still had inspiration, his passion had cooled down.
"Why don't we just leave it like this?"
Sun Mo stopped. In any case, this famous painting had already reached the Wondrous Blossom Realm. It was enough for him to give it away.
"Mn?"
Su Taiqing was surprised and asked, "Teacher Sun, why aren't you drawing anymore?"
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